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Most of the trading houses and factories in Mumbai were opened by foreigners, and these trading houses and factories employed a large number of cheap local laborers to engage in mining, logging and other physical jobs, earning large sums of wealth. The Pijeno family had a good reputation in these factories and chambers of commerce, not only for their full wages, but also for their benefits, and for the sake of allowing locals to form trade unions in their lumber mills, so that the current turmoil in India did not affect the Pijeno family's business in the slightest.

After Xu Changqing inquired about the location of the waiter's Rawpirang Nuo lumber mill, he left the hotel, got on the rickshaw at the door, and walked to the big lumber yard. On the way, his excited heart calmed down, and he gradually regained his usual comfortable state of mind, as if the murderous person just now was another person, but the expression on his face was still a little cold. ^^

After passing the railway station, the town hall and the commercial area, the rickshaw arrives at the entrance of the lumber mill on the western edge of the city. The whole large timber mill is like a large exhibition of precious timber in India, all kinds of valuable logs are stacked on a flat land of tens of acres in size, and the two ends of the wood are numbered with charcoal to represent the type of wood. Although these logs may seem very ugly and bulky now, when they are shipped to Europe and made into beautiful pieces of furniture, they are worth as much as gold.

There are several teams of Indian guards at the entrance of the lumber mill, which seem to be heavily guarded, but in fact they have no effect, some brightly dressed businessmen can enter and exit the timber mill at will without any inspection, and Xu Changqing, who has an extraordinary bearing, is naturally among them. After ^^ entered the lumber mill, he went directly to the small office building next to him, and listened to the management inside, Franx Pijeno. Vieira Pirangno's third son was inspecting a new batch of fine mahogany at the lumber mill.

Under the guidance of the management staff, Xu Changqing came to a vacant lot in the southeast corner. At this time, there were many people gathered in front of a large pile of timber in the clearing. They were all Western merchants who had come to order timber, holding up signs in their hands, shouting their own prices, and ordering piles of logs. Surrounded by this group of people was a young foreigner with a curly brown field, and his sweaty face showed excitement, especially when he heard that the price was higher than once, and his voice was also higher than one voice.

Seeing this happens. \ Xu Changqing did not rush forward, but stood on the periphery of the crowd, looking at the ordinary sandalwood carefully stacked in front of him, while waiting for the end of this timber auction. At this time, a woman with a Jiangnan accent said beside him: "We Chinese people regard red sandalwood as the best wood, and furniture made of red sandalwood is usually only used by the eunuchs. The second is white sandalwood. These woods are not of the highest quality white sandalwood, if the gentleman wants the best white sandalwood or red sandalwood. Maybe I can take you to the warehouse. ”

Suddenly hearing such a pure Jiangnan accent in this foreign country really surprised Xu Changqing, so he turned his head and looked at the woman behind him. I saw that this woman was about in her early twenties, with long brown wavy hair, tall and strong, with an American cowboy costume all over her body, and even two revolvers hanging from the holster at her waist. If this mixed-race woman doesn't have a face with strong Chinese characteristics. It was hard for Xu Changqing to imagine that Wu Nong's soft words just now would come from the mouth of the fierce woman in front of him.

Seeing Xu Changqing's expression, the woman also guessed what he was thinking, her expression flashed with a trace of disdain, and said: "Seeing that you are dressed in a Western style, how can you still be as conservative as those old scholars in China, do women have to embroider and weave cloth, can't they dance with swords and swords?"

Hearing this woman's words, Xu Changqing was stunned for a moment, and then a trace of nostalgia appeared on his face. said: "You said this to a woman back then. It's just that she didn't dance with a sword or sword, she danced with ink. And the dance shook the world and became famous all over the world. ”

"Oh! There are even people who think the same way as me. The woman showed a look of surprise and said, "What is her name, I must go to Huaxia to meet her when I have the opportunity, and it is best to take her home, lest my family always say that I don't look like a woman." ”

"You may be disappointed, this strange woman passed away a few years ago. Xu Changqing sighed regretfully, and then looked at this woman and couldn't help but feel a good feeling in his heart, and after looking at the auction next to him, it seemed that it would not be able to end in a while, so he said: "Aren't you going to take me to see Sandalwood? Go now! Wait a while, the auction here is over, and I still have some things I want to ask Mr. Franks." ”

"Looking for Franks, is it to talk about business?" The woman nodded, and while leading Xu Changqing to the side of the warehouse, she asked: "If it's a business matter, just ask me, I am also one of the bosses of this lumber mill, and I can do it." ”

"Are you one of the bosses?" After Xu Changqing heard the woman's words, his expression was stunned, and he suddenly had a conjecture in his heart, sped up his pace and walked side by side with the woman, and asked tentatively: "Could Miss be surnamed Shen?"

The woman's expression was slightly stunned, she turned her head to look at Xu Changqing, and asked puzzledly: "Do we know each other? How do you know that my surname is Shen? I remember that I never told anyone else my Huaxia surname!"

Regarding the woman's question, Xu Changqing had no idea of answering at the moment, his mood at the moment was like a mess, and his breathing became short. As far as he knew, there was only one man in the Shen family, Shen Ming, and at this moment, this woman's surname was Shen, and she seemed to be very close to the Pirangno family, coupled with his inexplicable affection for this woman, all kinds of indications indicated that this woman was likely to be his half-sister.

Xu Changqing has always been alone since he was a child, he only felt kindness from his master, only love from Sheng Qingping, and only awe from the Chen family, and the so-called family affection seems to have nothing to do with him by birth. Now that the person in front of him was likely to be his sister, his heart suddenly surged with an excitement that he had never experienced before, and this excitement could not be stopped even by the Dao Heart with profound cultivation.

"Sir, are you alright?" the woman couldn't help but ask when she saw that the Chinese in front of her suddenly became very ugly.