"Boss, there is a phone, it belongs to Mr. Yu."

As soon as Xu Jiazhen was sent away, Yu Zecheng's call came.

Wang Xu retracted his gaze, gestured to Zhang Mazi and a few people, walked into the living room and picked up the phone.

"Hey, I'm Wang Xu..."

"Boss Wang, the foreign magazine you asked me to pay attention to has arrived today, do you come and get it yourself, or will I ask the guy to send it to you?"

"Magazines?"

Wang Xu was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, and said with a smile: "I'll go get it myself, so I won't trouble you." ”

"Okay, so be it." When Yu Zecheng said this, he hung up the phone over there.

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Wang Xu showed a smile on his face and said, "Prepare the car and send me back." ”

Of course, foreign magazines are fake, and the only thing he asked Yu Zecheng to do was to help him find a few scientific researchers.

It seems that such a person has been found in the organization, and Yu Zecheng deliberately pointed out that it was a foreign magazine, and wanted to come to these scientific researchers to assist him, and his identity was eighty percent of the returned overseas scholars.

"Overseas scholars, turtles in the Republic of China period should have a lot of gold content, right?" Wang Xu thought so in his heart, and quickly asked people to prepare the car and rushed to Yu Zecheng's bookstore.

... White Crane Book House...

"Lao Yu, where are your foreign magazines?" Entering Yu Zecheng's office, Wang Xu opened his mouth and smiled.

Yu Zecheng was reading the newspaper, and after hearing the sound, he pushed his glasses and replied: "It's the news that has arrived, but the person hasn't arrived yet, so you have to go to the magic capital to pick it up." ”

"What are these three people?" Wang Xu pulled out a chair, sat on it and asked softly.

Yu Zecheng didn't get much information, and after thinking for a while, he spoke: "A man named Qian Zhiming is a patriotic scholar in Xinpojia, who is said to be a chemistry professor in the university and has presided over many chemical experiments. The other two people, one is an associate professor at the California Institute of Technology, who has participated in a number of physics experiments and has served as experimental assistants for the professors many times. The last person is a recent Cambridge graduate with an MD degree, who previously worked in the research institute of a pharmaceutical company. ”

"That's it!" After listening to the information of the three people, Wang Xu nodded secretly.

A chemistry professor, an associate professor of physics, and a medical doctor, all three of whom are engaged in research, fit his qualifications very well.

As for the Nobel Prize-level scholars, he didn't dare to think of this, every one of those people is a public figure, and it is impossible for them to come to today's China.

"When will they arrive?"

"Three days later, in the morning, the harbor in the Modu Concession disembarked, and the estimated time was half past eight in the morning..."

... Magic City...

When you think of the magic capital during the Republic of China, who do you think of?

The majestic Du Yuesheng, Huang Jinrong, who helped the Japanese resell opium, or Zhang Xiaolin, who was openly treasonous.

No, it's neither, Wang Xu is standing on the harbor of the French Concession, since he learned that in Shanghai, Huang Jinrong is just a code name, and Huang Jinrong's real name is Feng Jingyao, he knows that this is not the world of official history.

Sure enough, after a little inquiry, Wang Xu heard a name, Xu Wenqiang on the beach.

In August this year, Zhang Xiaolin openly committed treason and was shot dead by his own personal bodyguards, leaving only two of the three giants in Shanghai. It stands to reason that Xu Wenqiang's rise is inevitable, but it's a pity that providence makes people, Xu Wenqiang is dissatisfied with the cooperation between the big guy Huang Jinrong and the Japanese, and secretly has no stumbling blocks. ”

"Xu Wenqiang is a pity, he is fledgling, how can he fight for Huang Jinrong. However, his brother Ding Li, I heard that he followed Huang Jinrong wholeheartedly, and was appreciated by Huang Jinrong, and he had the intention of being anti-guest. ”

Standing on the harbor of the French Concession, Wang Xu listened attentively and listened to the braggings of several stevedores waiting for work.

In the magic capital of this era, the gang power is stronger than Hong Kong Island, and if you want to work on the dock, you can't do it without worshipping the Green Gang.

These stevedores are the lowest level of the gang, but when it comes to grapevine, they know a lot.

"Brothers, when did Xu Wenqiang leave?" Wang Xu, with the support of his bodyguards, walked in front of these people.

When several stevedores saw this posture, their hearts were a little drummed, and they replied cautiously: "Two months ago..."

"Two months ago!" After a little pondering, Wang Xu matched the timeline.

In August this year, Zhang Xiaolin, one of the Big Three, died, and the day Xu Wenqiang left the magic capital for refuge was probably around September.

It's a pity, if he has the opportunity, he still wants to meet Xu Wenqiang. Now Xu Wenqiang has gone to Hong Kong Island, and he doesn't know when he will come back, and meeting has become a luxury.

As for Ding Li, who is now as famous as Xu Wenqiang, and even faintly catches up, Wang Xu did not put him in his eyes.

Ding Li is mean and unkind, and it can only be said that he is a copy of Huang Jinrong.

It is now the end of 1940, and Huang Jinrong has not had a few good days, how can he be looked at by him for such a small footstep as Ding Li.

After all, to put it mildly, Ding Li is the junior boss of the Green Gang, and it is not good to say it, that is, the junior who holds the golden glory and stinky feet.

Among the three giants of the Green Gang, the one who can be put in Wang Xu's eyes is Du Yuesheng, the head of the three giants.

The others are just local chickens and dogs, and the tighter they are tied to the Japanese, the faster they will die.

It's just that Wang Xu thinks so, but some people feel good about themselves.

With a burst of exclamations, four black cars quickly stopped next to the dock, and more than a dozen strong men in black walked down from inside.

"Boss Wang's presence here really makes my gold shine!" In the wide open door, an old man who looked to be in his sixties, holding a dragon head cane, walked down with a smile on his face.

Seeing this person appear, the bodyguard next to Wang Xu immediately came up and whispered: "Boss, this person is Feng Jingyao, nicknamed Huang Jinrong, and the one who opened the door for him was Ding Li." ”

Wang Xu nodded lightly, Ding Li had already recognized it, if he couldn't guess that the person who came was Huang Jinrong, he could just buy a piece of tofu and kill him.

Sure enough, in this world with Xu Wenqiang and Ding Li, Huang Jinrong is not the Jin Rong in history, and the changes are reflected in all aspects.

"Boss Feng, I didn't expect that I didn't want to make a noise, but I still alarmed your old man and disturbed the peace of your old man's house, what a sin, what a sin!" Wang Xu, who is in his twenties, calls Huang Jinrong, who is fifty or sixty, an old man, and his words sound like respect, but in fact he is alluding to the fact that it is now the era of young people.

Huang Jinrong's face remained unchanged, and his smile was still amiable.

It was Ding Li behind him who couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at him, and his eyes lit up slightly.

"I can't help but come, Boss Wang's martial arts hall, antique shop, it's really impressive, and there is this big banner of Master Han, and the wind from the north is blowing to the magic capital." Huang Jinrong pretended not to understand, and looked like I was an old-timer, and whispered: "However, this demon is not as good as the north, the fish and dragons are mixed, and it is easy to be choked to death if you eat it." ”

"Choking?" Wang Xu thought for a moment, and then laughed dumbly.

It's not that the dragon is not a river, he came to the magic capital this time, and he didn't say hello in advance at all, Huang Jinrong thought he was here to grab food and eat.

It's no wonder that Huang Jinrong thinks so, in the Jinchaji region, the Wang family's antique shops and martial arts halls are blooming everywhere, and there are no less than a thousand people in the rivers and lakes begging for food around him.

Just three months ago, Zhang Xiaolin, one of the three giants, died, and there was one less person who ate cake, breaking the pattern of the three giants of the magic capital.

During this period, Wang Xu crossed the magic capital, and it was strange that he could sit still.