Coming out of Longsheng Commercial Bank, Du Sheng's waist straightened up. With more than 20 oceans and a small yellow croaker, this made him full of confidence.

With money, there is also better capital to survive in this world.

Du Sheng's idea is very simple, only by steadily integrating into this world can he develop.

"Next I'm going to find a place to stay, otherwise every time I cross into the street, sooner or later there will be problems. Shanghai Beach is very dangerous in this era, and the place to live must be safe enough. Don't end up with no money, but it's not worth it to put yourself in it. ”

While feeling the atmosphere of this era, Du Sheng secretly thought about how to go next.

He has a clear positioning for himself, make money!

As for making an earth-shattering career in this chaotic world, he had never thought of it that way. He is just an orphan, a small person, who pursues nothing more than a rich life that others envy.

After wandering the streets of the French Concession for a while, Du Sheng finally opened a room at the Felton Hotel and stayed for a while. When he spoke fluent French to the French hotel manager, he successfully reduced the room rate from four yuan a day to three yuan.

"Damn, it costs three dollars for a night, and the cost of living in this world is really high. The room looks good, and the French hotel in the French Concession should not worry too much about the safety of the hotel. ”

Du Sheng came to his room after checking in, looked at the layout of the one-in-two room, and complained in a low voice.

In fact, he also knew in his heart that some small inns in the public concession were cheap for only one or two cents a night. However, that kind of place is mixed, there are no people in the three religions and nine streams, and there is no security for the people to live.

It's different here, there are police patrols on the territory of the French Concession at all times, and it's also close to the French consulate, so people don't dare to make trouble here. Even the Filton Hotel itself has a few guards armed with guns.

"This is Shanghai Tang, it's a good place."

Du Sheng pushed the window quickly, propped his hands on the windowsill and looked down from the third floor, there was prosperity in front of him, and he couldn't see the shadow of being baptized by war here in less than a year.

"With such good weather, you should go out for a walk. Now that you've found a place to live, it's time to explore business opportunities. Gold bars, oceans, antiques, jewelry, these are the hard currencies of the 21st century. ”

Standing in front of the window for a while, Du Sheng took out the small yellow croaker and 15 pieces of ocean on his body and hid them under the bed, and went out with his hands in his trouser pockets again.

The watch was a small yellow croaker and 15 oceans, and before he came, he spent his own money to exchange 10 pieces, and the hotel room money and deposit cost a total of 5 pieces. Now he still has four oceans and a few cents of bills in his pocket.

It doesn't sound like much money, but in fact, according to the price of later generations, he is equivalent to going out with more than 2,000 yuan, which is actually a lot.

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, the latest Long Beach Daily."

As soon as Du Sheng came out of the hotel, he saw the little newsboy waving the newspaper and shouting as he walked.

"The Long Beach Daily? It seems to have been heard somewhere. Aren't the current mainstream newspapers in Shanghai Tang newspapers such as declarations and evening newspapers? ”

"Bring me a newspaper."

Thinking of this, Du Sheng beckoned to the newsboy.

"Sir, a newspaper for you." The little newsboy was very discerning, and after a few steps, he ran over and handed him the newspaper with a little flattery, and the latter generously took out a note and gave it to the newsboy.

"Thank you sir, thank you sir."

The little newspaper boy thanked Du Sheng excitedly, and the latter walked forward while reading the newspaper.

The newspapers are all in traditional Chinese, and Du Sheng can probably read eighty percent of them. The news on it is all about the latest current affairs in Shanghai, but there is nothing special about it.

After looking at it for a few minutes, he lost interest, folded it casually and held it in his hand, so that he could not go back to the hotel and take a closer look.

Du Sheng spent the morning strolling, during which he visited jewelry stores, suit shops, rice shops, trading houses and other places along the way. However, he only watches and does not sell, and the most important thing is to understand the market of this era.

After a few hours of shopping, Du Sheng bought only a pack of cigarettes and an old-fashioned lighter, except for the newspaper he had bought when he first came out of the hotel.

"The momentum of this cigarette is really big, and if you smoke it without a filter, you will rush it." After walking all morning, Du Sheng walked to a very lively street, where there were jugglers, snacks, and a few temporary snack bars.

"Boss, let's have a bowl of wonton stew."

Du Sheng found the nearest snack bar to juggle and sat down, spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, and shouted in the dialect of the local people in Shanghai.

"Okay, right away." The owner of the snack bar agreed, and soon brought a bowl of fragrant wontons to stew.

"There are a lot of people who like to eat wonton stew, and the food in this store should taste very good." Du Sheng scooped a wonton stew with a small porcelain spoon and blew it, and smiled at the back of a man and a woman behind him who were dressed with a very temperamental attitude.

Of course, as a normal, hot-blooded young man in his early twenties, his attention was mainly focused on the young woman with a curvaceous figure, wearing a well-cut silk embroidered cheongsam and perming the most popular Western-style hair of the era.

Although he could only see the back, the curves shown by the woman made him glance at them three times in a row.

Du Sheng also found that not only himself, but also the men eating wontons and watching jugglers around him, almost every one of them peeked at the seductive figure of the cheongsam woman from time to time.

"This must be a very beautiful woman." Du Sheng thought to himself while eating the wonton stew.

"Wen Qiang, how is it, is the wonton stew on the beach delicious?" The cheongsam woman suddenly asked.

When Du Sheng, who happened to be sitting behind these two people, heard this, he squirted out the wonton stew he had just eaten in his mouth with a pop.

Wen Qiang?

it! No way!

Du Sheng's attention just now had been on the sexy and seductive cheongsam woman, and when he heard this, he suddenly raised his head to the side to look at the young man who was eating wonton stew with his head down.

After a closer look, Du Sheng's eyes almost fell out.

Angular side face, hard chin, black coat, and black top hat on his head.

"This ......"

Du Sheng swallowed hard, unable to believe his eyes.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, it must be a coincidence, a coincidence!" Du Sheng clenched his fists tightly, and kept telling himself in his heart that it was just a coincidence.

In order to confirm his guess, he couldn't care about eating wontons anymore, and immediately left his seat and pretended to pass by, walking in front of the two who were laughing and chatting while eating.

However, when Du Sheng saw the faces of these two people clearly, there was a loud bang in his head, and he only felt that the sky was about to fall.