East China is in a hodgepodge, South China is mostly British, North China is full of Soviets and Japanese.

This is China, the current situation of China, where the eyes of the world are focused on all those trying to extract their own wealth and glory from this ancient Oriental country. What if you don't know your name in your hometown? Gentiles who come here are always courteous. The owners of this land have been numbed by the abuse of guns, and they either succumb to the powerful, or indulge in their own plundering and encroachment on their own people. They squeeze down layers of sins, leaving the weaker ones to bear it all.

The sober are in pain, not only in pain but also in the face of death threats. Those who did not want to see through the sad truth raised their butcher knives and torches, blinded the eyes of the discerning men, and severed their legs as they tried to crawl out of the muddy swamp. Some people say: If you don't listen, don't look, don't smell, don't ask, you are safe.

But where is the safety?

Shanghai? Peking? Nanjing or Chongqing?

None of them are safe.

You Yiman tilted her head and turned on the lighter and lit a cigarette, she looked at the little spark on her fingertips: "Hu Xuxi also said that Director Huo is very clever in using Mr. Cheng to take this step." ”

"Lao Hu is a literati after all. Literati have knowledge and knowledge, where can they be comprehensive? Huo Zuo brought the ashtray on the bedside table closer, lit a cigarette and leaned there, "I asked Changyu to come back, and I'll be there tomorrow morning." ”

"Don't eat it if you can't eat it in Beiping, you know that Shanghai is bigger, you are stretching your hand so far, the strong dragon can't suppress the head snake, beware of others tabooing you."

"I didn't go to eat through Beiping, but in the final analysis, it is impossible to leave it there all the time. Now the situation seems clear, but in fact it is still a mess. Is the battle over? Did Chiang Kai-shek really win? None of this is easy to say. These political rednecks will come and go tomorrow, and it is impossible to say which one will stand and which will die. And don't forget – the world is staring at China. Book that ......"

"You are so bold, this kind of thing is also said on the phone, beware that the Politburo will knock on your door tomorrow."

"Why else would I use a secret phone?" Huo Zuo dusted off his cigarette ashes, "Tomorrow, you will go to the opening party of Penglai Market, right?" ”

"Aren't you going?"

"Chen Ruifeng's old buddy will come. There are a lot of things that have to be ventilated to him next, and if you don't go, you can't do it. ”

"You rushed back for Major General Chen? Is it just for the sake of the Major General? You Yiman raised his hand and looked at the newly made red nails, waiting for him to reply. However, I didn't hear a sound for a long time. She was about to speak again, but she heard Huo Zuo say to her after the silence: "Tomorrow at noon, come to my house for dinner." ”

"There should be someone else but me, right?"

"I'll talk to Lao Ma on the phone. Plus Changyu. ”

"Changyu only arrived in the morning, will it be a little rushed."

"On the first day of the new year, what should be said is good first."

"Okay, there are four people, and it's just a table of mahjong." You Yiman leaned on the desk, "Don't talk about it, you have worked hard all the way, rest early today." We'll see you tomorrow. ”

After hanging up the phone, Huo Zuo put out the cigarette in his hand and lay down on the bed. How long can he control this Shanghai, so many people are pointing at him to live, and how many people can he take care of?

He is the king, but also Kou, the people who rely on him will one day turn around and treat him as an enemy, today Xiao Yingying shook his hand and said that he is in the same boat, and when he needs to betray him in exchange for his own interests, this group of rulers will not hesitate to give away his Huo Zuo's head.

Huo Zuo closed his eyes, and inexplicably felt a chill from the bottom of his heart. He once thought that he could trust Cheng Changyu, but what his trip to Peking presented to him was the ambition that this old friend had hidden for many years and finally revealed. Besides You Yiman, who else can he trust?

Difficulties and obstacles, step by step. However, there is one thing Huo Zuo is still confident in himself - the lion never needs to worry about ants. The only ones who can kill him are those who are stronger than him.

At least for now, there aren't a few guys who are stronger than him.

He lay on the bed, listening to the bell ringing, and when twelve o'clock arrived, he heard the fireworks explode in the distance. The year 1931 came in anticipation.

Twenty years of the Republic of China.

This ancient and huge ancient country took another big step forward with its old body in a trembling way.

Shen Yigong was on the line at six o'clock in the morning, he slept very early the night before, and after washing, Zhao's mother prepared breakfast early, and Liang Qingwen sat at the dining table in a suit and drank soy milk and read the newspaper. Seeing Shen Yigong coming down, he helped his pair of gold-wire glasses: "Lao Hu came to pick us up at seven o'clock to go to the venue." ”

"Okay." Shen Yigong pulled his tie and sat down at the table, and Zhao's mother served him porridge. He said to the old aunt: "Go and tell Xiaoqiang to get up, he will go with us today." ”

"Okay, Mr. Shen. Do you want to change into a small suit? ”

Liang Qingwen interjected: "Yes, if you want a small suit, I asked someone to send it for you to iron before." ”

"Okay. Then I'll go up and wake up the doll. "Mother Zhao came out of the restaurant, and Liang Qingwen and Shen Yigong were left in the house. Qingwen flipped through the newspaper, glanced at the boss who was having breakfast, thought about it and said casually: "I see that you had a good rest last night." ”

"I went to bed at nine o'clock, it's rare to go to bed so early."

"Today is your big day, it's a good time to rest. You have to let everyone in Shanghai see what kind of dignity Shen Yigong and Boss Shen look. ”

"What boss is not the boss, and I am not the only one who pays the money."

"But your brain is good, it is the idea you came up with, it is because of your idea and never give up, that there is today's Penglai domestic market step by step." As he spoke, Liang Qingwen spread out the newspaper on the table and pointed to the front page, "Look, there is news about our opening today." From now on, Penglai Market will definitely become a landmark commercial shopping center in Shanghai. ”

Shen Yigong looked at the photo and the title. Nirvana was reborn, once a shopping mall. In fact, it should have appeared as early as four years ago, and today, to be able to come out, Shen Yigong was excited in his heart. He patted Liang Qingwen on the shoulder and cleared the bowl of porridge in one go.

Putting down the bowl, he looked at Liang Qingwen and said solemnly: "You're right, ...... today." It's my big day. ”

The driver, Lao Hu, arrived at the alley on time at seven o'clock and picked up the three of them. Today's opening ceremony is mainly two, in the morning is the official opening of the ribbon-cutting ceremony, the venue is at the entrance of the Penglai domestic market, the ribbon-cutting is now in the center of the whirlpool of public opinion movie star Mu Qiuping. The ribbon-cutting ceremony in the morning is to welcome the general public to shop here today, and in the evening, the second opening party will be held at the Penglai Grand Theater to thank investors and major businesses for their help and support, and hope to cooperate wholeheartedly in the future. After the opening party, there was a dance party at the Penglai Hotel.

Liang Qingwen designed everything almost perfectly, the day of Penglai shopping mall crowded, as if most of the people in Shanghai came to join in the fun, adults, children, young men and women, more than a year of trial camp on the one hand for the expansion of business to accumulate experience to earn funds, on the other hand, but also to open the word-of-mouth, virtually played a role in publicity.

When Shen Yigong and Xiao Qiang handed over the huge golden scissors used to cut the ribbon to Mu Qiuping's hands, the atmosphere reached its peak. Shen Yigong took Xiao Qiang's hand and looked at the cheering crowd everywhere, the bright sun in winter was shining on the earth, this was a carnival belonging to the civilians.

Mu Qiuping held scissors in her hand to cut the ribbon in front of the mall, and she shouted into the microphone: "I announce!" Penglai domestic market - officially opened today! ”

The crowd boiled. This kind of boiling has nothing to do with the so-called tycoons, none with those rich ladies and ladies, and nothing to do with the upstarts and old men. Penglai domestic market is for the most ordinary small citizen class. This happiness belongs to ordinary people.

Shen Yigong took the microphone handed by Mu Qiuping, he looked at the crowd, and also announced: "From today to the Chinese New Year's Eve, all goods in the Penglai domestic market will be discounted, ensuring that you can buy happily, use comfortably, and eat at ease!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, a black-uniformed staff member pushed the market gate open behind him. The brand-new shopping mall, the smiling service staff standing behind the counter and waiting quietly, the beautiful goods and affordable prices all stimulate the customers' desire to consume. People flocked to the merchandise counters, and a shopping spree began.

On the central stage of the mall, the invited cabaret troupe danced with music all the time. Shen Yigong led his team up another staircase one by one, and he stood at the top and looked down from above, and saw a crowd of people everywhere.

Xiao Qiang stood beside him and poked his head down: "Uncle, are these people here to buy your things?" ”

Shen Yigong took his hand and looked down at him: "Yes, they are all here to buy my things." ”

"With so many people coming, you must be able to make a lot of money!"

Shen Yigong picked him up: "It's not just me, it's actually the people who make a lot of money who make them." No longer foreigners, Chinese. ”

A feast, a feast that only belongs to the people. Shen Yigong watched all this excitedly, and the fatigue of these days disappeared in an instant. For all of this, it was worth it for him to do anything. Mu Qiuping stood behind him on the right and also looked at all this in the commercial building, and after the silence, he couldn't help but sigh: "Shen Yigong, you are really good at business." ”

Shen Yigong shook his head, he hugged Xiao Qiang and turned sideways and replied, "It's not me." I'm just providing a place where people who want to buy and people who want to sell come together and get what they need. ”

"But you make it ...... Keep it cheap and look premium. ”

"Advanced? It's a kind of interesting word. ”

Mu Qiuping leaned against the railing and looked down: "You let those who can't afford to go to the Xinxin Department Store find a place to spend." The respect and service they don't have can be met here. You've attracted people below the middle class to here, and their large population base can provide you with as much benefit as you would get from a new department store. ”

Xiao Qiang tilted his head, looking like he didn't understand what Mu Qiuping was saying. Shen Yigong smiled, he shook his head: "You know, sometimes when I forget that you are a college student, you can remind me to remember with some words." ”

The woman laughed when she heard this, and she shrugged her shoulders as she clutched the brand-new fur on her body: "I'm sorry, I always forgot that I was just a 'vase' now. ”

Someone came over and whispered a few words in her ear, and after she listened, she stretched out her hand with Shen Yigong: "Mrs. Ma can't have lunch with the busy Mr. Ma at noon today, I don't know if I can have the honor to invite Mr. Shen, the chairman of Penglai, to the restaurant together?" ”

Shen Yigong hugged Xu Zhiqiang and walked a few steps towards her, but the little boy stretched out his hand and bent down to kiss the back of Mu Qiuping's hand, and replied in a milky voice: "This is my honor, Mrs. Ma." ”