Zhang Zhiwei looked at those people with a smile and asked who they were investing in.

Now in the northeast, the Japanese invaders are entrenched in Liaodong, and their power radiates to the entire northeast, and the situation is treacherous.

But if these people are profiteers who have made a fortune, he will use the magic power of the mask of the godhead, and his eyes will be on fire, and he will burn them to the ground.

In the face of Zhang Zhiwei's question, these people did not dare not answer.

"We are going to build a factory, to build a factory in Fengtian, and to invest in Zhang Dashuai!"

Mukden ...... Zhang Dashuai...... Zhang Zhiwei had a delusional eye, knowing that these people were not lying, so he restrained his qi a little.

The malice that rushed straight to the door and almost chose people to devour subsided slightly, and the few people on the opposite side suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and they were covered in cold sweat on their backs, only to feel that they had walked before the ghost gate closed.

"What do you invest in?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

The middle-aged factory director, who claimed to be Xiao Liu, tapped his hat to his chest, bowed his head and smiled:

"Investing in textile factories, sugar factories, iron mines, education, etc., is a bit of a bit in all aspects!"

"So much?"

Zhang Zhiwei put the Dongfeng sword on the ground on the recliner and said, "The businessman doesn't get up early because he has no profit, why do you want to go to Fengtian to do this?" I don't know how many rules there are? ”

Director Xiao Liu said: "I know, but this time is different, this time Zhang Dashuai gave a lot of preferential policies, and these projects are led by Zhang Dashuai, all the way to the green light, no one dares to be embarrassed." ”

"Moreover, I heard that Dashuai is going to carry out heavy industry, and he is already talking with the company on the foreigner's side, preparing to expand the Fengtian Ordnance Factory and start building three factories of guns, artillery, and shells......"

Under Zhang Zhiwei's intimidation, this little director Liu knew everything and said everything, pouring beans, and said it in one go.

After listening to what the factory director said, Zhang Zhiwei was thoughtful.

Thanks to the large number of people brought by the "Guandong", the northeast, at this stage, there was a period of rapid development, as for the so-called heavy industry, the arsenal of the three eastern provinces that people talked about the most was born from this.

"It's courageous, but the guy surnamed Zhang has only taken over the shabby mess in the three provinces, where did he get the money to do this?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

...... surnamed Zhang Director Xiao Liu, who was in a cold sweat, paused, forcibly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said:

"Yes...... It's from the Dongying people...... Borrow...... Borrow...... Loans, yes, loans! ”

Loan...... Zhang Zhiwei smiled, he knew that his own family was a bad person, saying that it was a loan and a loan, but in fact, it was a white wolf with empty gloves, and he never wanted to pay it back.

However, as the old saying goes, when you come out to mix, you have to pay it back.

What's more, the wolf is like a wolf, and the red hair is like a tiger.

Engaging in these with them is undoubtedly seeking skin with tigers and wolves, and if you are not careful, you will overturn!

Zhang Zhiwei was thinking about it when a man wearing a flight uniform and a long box around his neck walked into the carriage.

As soon as he stepped in, he had a feeling of extreme dreary, as if he had a thousand pounds of weight on his back, which made his legs tremble.

His thoughts were interrupted, Zhang Zhiwei's eyes narrowed slightly, and his star-like eyes were hidden, retracting the sharp qi like a blade.

Since he is not directly investing in the Japanese Kou, he is too lazy to do it.

As soon as Zhang Zhiwei, the eldest brother, converged, Lu Jin's state like a tight bowstring was also canceled, and he gathered in the upper dantian, and the Qi that was about to open the state of reverse life flowed back to the lower dantian.

Lu Ci retracted the wishful energy that was circulating in the palm of his hand, ready to go, intending to shock the people in this carriage.

As for Wang Ai, he stuffed back the picture scroll, took out a few pastries and nibbled on them, eating something to suppress the shock.

Suddenly, the tense atmosphere in the carriage suddenly relaxed.

Under the ups and downs, the previous bodyguards who wanted to pull out their guns sat back on their seats with weak legs, gasping for breath with palpitations, as if they had just been soaked in water, and they were covered in cold sweat.

As for the wealthy merchants, they were all slumped on goose down chairs, lying on their stomachs, with cold backs and fine beads of sweat on their heads.

But the last flight attendant to come in didn't feel it deeply because it was over as soon as he came in.

The momentary depression just now was regarded by him as being unwell.

He looked at everyone a little unclear, why did he react like this, he met a ghost?

Eventually, he found the one who looked the most normal and tallest of the group.

"This gentleman, there is a free supply of cigarettes in first class, do you need it?"

The flight attendant showed Zhang Zhiwei the box hanging on his chest.

It turned out to be a small cigarette cabinet with various types of cigarettes in it.

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at it, these boxes of cigarettes were similar to those a hundred years later, but the patterns on the boxes were very earthy.

Although Zhang Zhiwei doesn't smoke, since it's given for free, don't do it for nothing, maybe you can use it in Liaodong, and the cigarette will open the way.

After picking and choosing in the box for a while, Zhang Zhiwei saw a pack of cigarettes with Pirate written on the box and a picture of a ghost holding a knife, and said:

"That's it, Pirate Cigarette!"

"Hey, this gentleman, you have a really good eye, this cigarette is a good thing, and many great writers are good at this one, but ah...... This cigarette is not a pirate cigarette, this is called a 'Lao Dao brand' cigarette, because the box of this cigarette has a pattern of a foreigner holding a knife, so it is called 'Lao Dao brand'. ”

The flight attendant explained with a smile as he handed the cigarette to Zhang Zhiwei.

"Really?"

Zhang Zhiwei took the "Old Knife Brand" cigarette and looked at it, pointed to the Pirate on it and said:

"The knife is just a pattern, and this string of letters means pirates in foreign characters, but if you want to call it 'Old Knife Brand', then call it 'Old Knife Brand'!"

Of course, Zhang Zhiwei knew that this cigarette was called "Laodao Brand", and he even knew that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, this cigarette would be nationalized, renamed "Labor Brand", and finally stopped production in the nineties.

But that's many years later.

Now, compared to the name of the old knife brand, Zhang Zhiwei prefers to call it its original name - pirate cigarettes.

After all, the people who made it were a bunch of pirates.

"This is still Mr., you are foreign and knowledgeable, how can I understand foreign languages? Everyone calls him the old knife brand, and I also call him the old knife brand. The flight attendant laughed.

Later, he went to distribute cigarettes to others.

Seeing that Zhang Zhiwei took a pack of pirate brand cigarettes, Lu Jin, Lu Ci, and Wang Ai also took a pack each.

Soon, the train started, spitting steam like a long dragon running on the tracks, and the wind carried countless wild flowers and weeds.

The train went up the mountain, and Zhang Zhiwei sat on a recliner and pretended to sleep, but in fact, he began to polish his life again.

After making eye contact, Lu Jin and Lu Ci tacitly handed over the vigil to Wang Ai, and the two also began to meditate and practice.

are all small people who know the roots, although Wang Ai looks like a stupid fork who doesn't understand anything and only does bad things.

But if he was really a stupid fork, Lu Ci wouldn't drag him to Liaodong.

This kid may be confused and ugly on Guan Shihua, but other times, he is a group of yin.

Therefore, Lu Jin and Lu Ci also relieved to entrust their backs to Wang Ai and let him come to the vigil.

I saw Wang Ai's honest face. After rummaging through the bulging package for a while, I took out a bunch of osmanthus cakes, and took out a picture scroll and a paintbrush.

Then, while eating osmanthus cake, I leisurely scribbled on the scroll.

He painted small figures, some ugly, as abstract as a child who had just learned to draw.

But what no one saw was that every time he painted a strange and abstract villain, the villain would jump out of the picture scroll and turn into a black gas that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

At this moment, it was late at night, the steam train was clattering, and the boiler was burning, and while the steam was rising, it also brought out a large amount of coal ash, which was scattered in the air.

Some of the little people drawn by Wang Ai were hidden in the soot, and some of them climbed out of the windows of the car to the roof of the car, while others came to the other cars to stand guard and look around.

Others crawled along the windows of the cars, sticking their heads out, surveying each one by one, eavesdropping on their conversations to determine if they were dangerous.

I only heard that the wealthy businessmen who were frightened by Zhang Zhiwei were discussing things.

However, perhaps because they knew that Zhang Zhiwei and his party were skilled, they did not speak, but took out a piece of paper and exchanged the situation by writing.

One person wrote: "Or, let's get off at the next stop, change the carriage, those young people are too terrible, especially the tallest one, the Qiantang River wave I watched last year is not as oppressive as he gave, I'm afraid that there are aliens who are cultivated!" ”

"I also think it's time to change, just now my bodyguard told me that these people are all highly skilled, once they do it, he may not even have time to shoot, he will be killed, my bodyguard's ability, you have also seen it, it is a stranger, dozens of people can't get close, he said so, so is there a fake? The thought that such a strong man is not far away makes me feel worried! ”

"It's all your fault Lao Liu, I said that I would charter a carriage, but I just said no, and said that those who can sit in the special carriage are either rich or expensive, we can make friends, expand our contacts, and have more friends to do things, but you see, what is the matter, almost lost my life!"

"Yes, yes, Lao Liu, what you did in this matter is not authentic, we are really unlucky this time, let's change the carriage quickly!"

The old factory director Liu wrote: "In fact, I can't say that, judging from the dress and temperament of these people, they are definitely either rich or expensive, and they may even have a very high status in the alien circle, the reason why this happened is mainly because a few bodyguards didn't open their eyes, and reached out to touch the gun and angered them. ”

"So what now, are we going to change cars?"

Director Liu pondered for a moment and wrote: "You don't have to, look at their appearance, most of them are also going to the Northeast, they didn't do it to us just now, and it is estimated that they will not do it later, we will follow all the way, safe and secure!" ”

"I also went to the Northeast, and I also went to take refuge in Dashuai?" Another person wrote.

"It shouldn't be, haven't you heard, before he called Da Shuai surnamed Zhang, it is estimated that he is not a person, so next, we must be cautious in our words and deeds, don't make them unhappy, and wait until we get to Fengtian, go and report this matter to Da Shuai, and see if Da Shuai can know the details of these people!"

Director Liu held a pen and wrote rustlingly.

But what he couldn't see was that as he was writing, a distorted figure, invisible to the naked eye, was burying its head down, almost sticking it to his paper.

(End of chapter)