Sassoon stood on the roof of the building, watching the traffic on the Bund and realizing that he had made a mistake.

At that time, he was carried away by anger, and in a moment of anger, he only considered the identity of Fujita and the Qing military police captain, completely forgetting that this Japanese had other influences.

If it's just the captain of the gendarmerie, he really doesn't care, Sassoon's name is foreign company, but its main business in Shanghai is actually real estate.

Build a house to collect rent, make money safely and steadily, just like Chinachem Hotel, the investment of 7 million yuan will recover the cost in 13 years, and then the long-term rent, which is a stable and profitable business.

The rest of the foreign business, involving the import and export business of Fujita and Kiyoshi, was actually contracted to the subsidiary, although it was also Sassoon's.

However, there are many people who cooperate with this part of the business, many businessmen involved, and there are actually many contacts in disguise.

He thought about it, if Fujita and Kiyoshi obstructed in this regard, they might not need him to come forward, as long as so many businessmen who relied on Sassoon for food would unite and put pressure on the military police headquarters.

I'm not afraid that Fujita and Kiyoshi won't give in.

The prestige of the Sassoon family is not something that a small Fujita Kazukiyo can provoke.

But now that he was looking at the traffic, he remembered that the Japanese man was still a fucking influential doctor.

Fack!

He knows that Kazukiyo Fujita is a doctor, and he knows that his medical skills are good, but how good his medical skills are, how wide the audience is, and he is not a doctor, and he has not found Kazukiyo Fujita to see a doctor, so I really don't know.

In my opinion, it is probably the difference between one dollar and one yen, and the difference is there, but it is probably about the same.

They are all top doctors, how much difference can there be?

Sassoon looked at the street with a gloomy face.

Looking down from a height of 77 meters, there is a dense convoy, a crowded crowd, a whole street!

The Bund during the day is even more congested than the Bund at night, and this is the time when all vehicles from Shanghai come to the Chinachem Hotel.

Really give face, how many people in Shanghai received an invitation letter from Kazukiyo Fujita?

And the problem is that he is the richest man in Shanghai.

No invitations were received.

Downstairs, in the lobby.

Compared with the bleak wind upstairs, the downstairs is busy and full of people.

Shanghai people have to talk about style, but if it is a big boss, it is impossible to carry a gift to the door, a driver must be a driver, just to help drive, now to help give gifts.

At this entrance, the boss and the greeting staff chatted happily and laughed, and his subordinates carried gifts to register the personnel arranged at the door.

It is not easy to receive some gifts, the people who greet them have to arrange it in all Chinese languages, and the tables where the names of the gifts are placed several, English, Japanese, French, Shanghainese, anyway, the giver can always find the corresponding platform and write his name.

After writing the name, the driver has to quit, there is no place for them today, it's not that the food can't be given, it's really that the Chinachem Hotel can't let go of so many people, and the boss can't stay at the door for a long time, and he has to enter the venue after a few words to avoid blocking the next wave of doors.

It's not easy to receive gifts, it's not easy to give gifts, this is a big Shanghai, to talk about style, how to do it without comparison?

Sending less means that you have no strength, sending more people than you, especially those who are engaged in business, this Shanghai is already opening a house, and in the future, Fujita and Kiyoshi are the captain of the gendarmerie, and they send less, even if they are less than others, it is a matter of human life.

Waves of people going inside, waves of gift-givers, each picking up valuable things to give, the outside packaging is extremely luxurious.

It can't be said that these gift-givers are all traitors, and they are all licking Fujita Kazukiyo, a Japanese, to give them.

It can only be said that if you are in Shanghai and do import and export business, you can't avoid having to come today, and you have to send a lot of special gifts.

It is true to make money for his family, but in Cao Ying's heart in the Han Dynasty, there are definitely not a few people who do scene work.

Entering the venue, this hierarchical stratification of personnel begins.

Between businessmen and merchants, between literati and literati, there are also literati and scholars who like calligraphy and literature among the Japanese people, and they can also get together, and then slowly contact the Japanese upper class who like literature, political circles and political circles, foreigners and foreigners, military circles and military circles, each chatting about their own things, but they will not feel that the arrangement is inappropriate.

Men's suits and dresses, women's long skirts and cheongsam, and the waiters shuttling between the crowd with one hand behind their backs, dragging the wine tray with one hand, allowing guests to take and use at will, the atmosphere is very warm.

The only problem is that most people don't have a place to sit, and this ballroom dance party comes early, so there are people who stand.

On the plush sofa on the side.

Zhou Qinghe expressed his gratitude to Zhang Xiaolin, this wedding banquet was Zhang Xiaolin's money, and who was invited, the guest list was served, and Zhang Xiaolin also made great efforts.

Those who came were all people who gave money to Zhou Qinghe, and Zhang Xiaolin did quite decently when it came to borrowing flowers to offer Buddha.

In the words, he invited merit, and this week Qinghe also said that he would like to thank him.

Zhang Xiaolin beckoned to a young man not far away: "Fa Yao, come here." ”

The young man in the crowd was talking to a French lady in broken French, and the French lady laughed coquettishly, turned her head when she heard the words, and was a little unhappy to see that her hunting action was beaten, but she still walked over.

As soon as Zhou Qinghe looked at the appearance of this young man, he knew that this person was hollowed out by wine, and he was very empty.

"Dog Zhang Fa Cuisine." Zhang Xiaolin introduced: "I went to France to study for a few years, and I just came back from Hong Kong today. ”

"What have you studied for a few years, I'm a doctor, okay?"

Zhang Fayao spoke very impulsively to Zhang Xiaolin, and his attitude towards Zhou Qinghe was better, with a righteous and thin appearance: "Chief Fujita, I am Zhang Fayao, a doctor of law, and if you need my help in the future, just say it." ”

You stay away from me, I thank you, a big smell of smoke Zhou Qinghe smiled: "I didn't expect Brother Zhang's son to be so knowledgeable, talents are rare, and there are even fewer doctors, very good, what are your plans for coming to Shanghai?" ”

"Of course, I want to do some legal work, Captain Fujita, I just heard that you Japan is going to establish a businessmen's association in Shanghai, and I think I am very suitable for this legal counsel."

"Proper fart! What kind of law do you know? ”

Zhang Fayao's self-recommendation was interrupted by Zhang Xiaolin's drinking: "After reading the book for a few years, I thought I would know, Shanghai is something you can play?" Be quiet. ”

Zhang Xiaolin smiled at Zhou Qinghe after training: "Young people are not sensible, Brother Zhou, don't be surprised, I just let him show his face, I have no intention of asking for a position, don't think about it." ”

Zhang Fayao was trained like a grandson, he is very faceless in public, the key is that he is about the same age as Zhou Qinghe, who is a young man?

Zhou Qinghe waved his hand and smiled: "Since you are here, you can also find something to do, don't waste talents, it's not interesting to maintain the meeting, it's all a bunch of businessmen, I think it's good on the city government's side, but you can arrange a legal position." ”

"Yes, yes." Zhang Fayao's eyes lit up when he heard the post of the municipal government.

"What's good." was scolded by Zhang Xiaolin with a straight face.

Zhang Xiaolin said to Zhou Qinghe: "I called him here just to say hello to Brother Zhou, the dog's personality is uncertain, if there is any place to offend the Japanese in the future, I hope that my brother's subordinates will be merciful and bear with me." ”

Troublemaker, huh?

Zhou Qinghe understood, Zhang Xiaolin could be said to have refused politely for the first time, and he refused twice, that is, he really didn't want Zhang Fayao to go, he really just made a familiar face.

Nine times out of ten, this Zhang Fayao is a stubborn character, Zhang Xiaolin is afraid that he will provoke the Japanese if he doesn't have long eyes, and he will be killed on the spot by the superior Japanese, absolutely stubborn, and very disobedient, otherwise Zhang Xiaolin would not have to personally foreshadow him in advance.

Let him rest assured right now that he will take care of one or two.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Zhou Qinghe got up.

"Brother, please."

As soon as Zhou Qinghe left, Zhang Fayao was dissatisfied: "The Japanese have agreed, why don't you let me go to work in the city government?" What a great opportunity? ”

Zhang Xiaolin hated that iron could not become steel, and shouted in a low voice with a straight face: "You and I don't dare to rent out the world, you go to work in the city government and you are looking for death?" ”

"This Shanghai is all under the world of the Japanese, what are you afraid of? It's a big deal to send me a few more bodyguards, who would dare to kill me? ”

Zhang Fayao's tone was even more dissatisfied: "Do you just want me to stay here and break the concession, what kind of broken policeman?" You just can't see me. ”

"Will you tell me again?"

"I said, what's wrong? When I came back, you didn't arrange a position for me, let me be a broken policeman, and I did this kind of work as a doctor of law who stayed abroad? To fall or not to fall?

There was no one who assassinated you back then, did he?

There are so many powerful people in Shanghai, even a consultant of a railway company can be the mayor, and you let your son be a policeman who solves cases with poor ghosts every day, and you lose this person, I feel shameless. ”

"You fuck." If it weren't for the venue, Zhang Xiaolin would have been able to slap it over.

Zhang Fayao was very tough, "Who the fuck?" I stay in Hangzhou well, you have to let me come to Shanghai, I have to listen to your command when I come to Shanghai, why did you ask me to come? ”

After that, he was angry and went to find a French lady to solve problems.

In the bathroom, Zhou Qinghe washed his hands in the mirror, and said casually: "Zhang Xiaolin's son Zhang Fayao came to Shanghai, you go to find someone to inquire, what kind of person this guy is, what hobbies he has, where he likes to go, and so on." ”

"Yes." Liu Kai responded and was still a little puzzled: "Do you want to start from Zhang Fayao's point of view and target Zhang Xiaolin?" Or directly aimed at Zhang Fayao. ”

"Of course it's Zhang Fayao."

Zhou Qinghe saw Zhang Fayao at that time, and an interesting idea popped up in his heart.

smiled and said: "This Xiaolin is hiding like a turtle shell, but I have seen this son, he is definitely a restless master, and it will not be difficult to deal with him." ”

"But the task we received was to seriously injure Zhang Xiaolin?" Liu Kai was still a little surprised.

Zhou Qinghe looked at him jokingly and raised his eyebrows: "Isn't this sadness hurt?" ”

Liu Kai was stunned, "Hehe, hehehe." "Laugh and shake.

"Is the cast arranged?"

"It's arranged."

"Okay."

Now that Shanghai is open and the Chinese have returned, on the day of Zhou Qing's marriage with this Japanese, so many traitors gathered, and did not make any noise, it seemed that the secret service did not do things.

Others still think that the secret service gives Zhou Qinghe face.

Of course, you have to kill a few people to see blood.

However, today's defense force is large, and Zhou Qinghe just let his subordinates act, just kill a few indiscriminately, and the movement does not need to be too big, so as not to be caught.

Out of the bathroom, he continued to wander among the guests.

The people who came at noon were mainly for their own relationship, between businessmen and businessmen, and between businessmen and the SH city government, and they all urgently needed to understand the future policies of Shanghai.

On the Japanese side, it was mainly the commercial counselors of the consulates who came forward, and they also wanted to contact more businessmen in the concession.

The Merchants' Maintenance Association is a newly formed organization, and the Japanese have to stand behind the scenes to maintain a fair image, and this bad thing is done by the Chinese themselves who stand in front of the stage, which is part of Tohihara's strategy of using China to control China.

The consulate carries out this part of the strategy, so it is also looking for famous Shanghai businessmen.

In the afternoon, the real bigwigs began to enter the field, consuls of various countries, army generals, these people needed Zhou Qinghe himself to come forward to greet them.

"Congratulations."

"Come, please inside."

One by one, they were sent in, and suddenly a group of people came to the door, people from the British Consulate, and interestingly, Sassoon actually came in with them.

Zhou Qinghe's smile was slightly restrained, what's the matter, you want to eat white food?

Sassoon laughed: "Congratulations to Mr. Fujita on his happy marriage." ”

After that, he turned his head at the gift recipient, only to see a subordinate holding a gift box and registering it.

Zhou Qinghe smiled, stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling person, so he greeted him.

It's best to have something to do with the transfer of the Chinachem Hotel, or let you go around.

Sassoon has to come, the entire business district of Shanghai is here today, if he doesn't come, others don't see it, this signal is too bad.

No one remembers the little people, and others will definitely pay attention to people like him.

Time enters the busy stage, the married person himself is the most tired, greet, greet and start to speak on stage, and the wedding banquet begins.

The guests ate and drank a lot, which is the same in any country, and this is in Shanghai, the Qingbang has mobilized almost all the precious ingredients, and the main thing is to spend money.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the excitement was finally over, and Zhou Qinghe had to go to the door again and start sending people away.

The second half is about to begin.

The last to come were the first to go, and when they were finished, they were merchants.

Out of the Bund street, on the way back to their homes, gunshots suddenly rang out.

Bang bang bang.

"What sound?"

The gunfire was particularly piercing at midnight, and the gendarmes at the entrance of the hotel immediately stood on the alert, and someone came in to report.

Zhou Qinghe's expression was serious, and the high-ranking of the gendarmerie command and the high-ranking of the Anglo-American concession all walked out.

The report of the investigation was returned shortly.

"Three people were assassinated after attending the wedding, suspected to be the work of Chinese agents."

"Yaga."

On the day of Fujita and Kiyoshi's great joy, there was actually a murder incident, which made the military police headquarters very faceless.

It was supposed to be the work of Zhou Qing and the gendarmerie.

"Fujita, today is your important day, don't care, Mingfu, you take people to chase, be sure to arrest these Chinese."

"Hey."

Akio Tojo brought the military police forward, and the high-level officials of the British and American concessions also began to arrange patrols to cooperate with the investigation.

And the guests who participated in the banquet and had not had time to go back also looked at each other, and they were a little nervous about themselves.

"It's okay, it's just that some bandits want to block the road and rob, and we will have gendarmes to send everyone back."

None of the people in the consulate said that it was the Chinese agents who carried out the sabotage, so they could just find a reason, don't care whether the Chinese businessmen believe it or not, just appease the surface and fool the past.

The businessman originally wanted to talk a little more, but now that the speed of leaving the scene began to accelerate, he didn't have the heart to drink, and he left with the big army early, which could also spread the risk.

Twenty minutes later, Liu Kai, who came back from outside, made a gesture to Zhou Qinghe inadvertently, signaling that the personnel had completed their retreat.

Originally, it was just a blow, and you had to retreat quickly if you killed it or not, the retreat route had already been arranged, and the action was also random, and there was no possibility of failure at all.

Unbeknownst to the gendarmerie and the patrol house, they had to work all night.

Zhou Qinghe and Yasuda Chiba also had to go home to work.

Yasuda Chiba is also tired enough, not how much she needs to do at the wedding, but her more lively personality, she has to pretend to be a lady and go through the process of those weddings, it will be very tiring.

Now that he is out of the sea of suffering, there is only the excitement of the newlywed and the beauty of getting married to Zhou Qinghe.

"Fujita-kun, I'm tired." Chiba Yasuda's fingers pressed on Zhou Qinghe's shoulder and began to massage.

And then it went down gradually.

Further down.

Afterwards!

The fully charged two have a big deal to do.

Open the gift.

Whether the gift is expensive or not is not the point.

That was the key to Zhou Qinghe's killing.

The point is to experience this pleasure of opening the box.

It's called boudoir fun.

So the two of them, who had just finished exercising, took a shower, went downstairs in their pajamas, and began to open the box of gifts full of living rooms.

This is something that has never been experienced in life, Yasuda Chiba is also very interested, it doesn't matter to her whether she has money or not, for her, it is all the blessings of others to her.

So her job is to take the gift book and start proofreading.

The person receiving the gift got Zhou Qinghe's instructions, which marked all the gifts, the name on the book, and then the sorted number, and there will be the same number on the gift box, so that it can be done one-to-one.

"What are Sassoon's numbers? He came with the British consul, and the two of them should be quite close in number, and they are far behind. ”

Zhou Qinghe turned over the numbered side of the gift one by one and sorted them in order.

"Sassoon, British Consul" Chiba Yasuda curled his legs and searched carefully, and his eyes lit up as he swiped his fingers from top to bottom on the notebook: "Found it, 624." ”

"Okay."

Zhou Qinghe saw the box and quickly found it.

"Take it apart and take a look."

The gift box looks very normal, tearing off the paper on the outside, and inside is a beautiful box, and after opening, two documents rolled into rolls are placed inside, still tied with red rope.

Zhou Qinghe looked at it.

A title deed, a transfer of ownership of the Chinachem Hotel, Sassoon has signed, as long as Zhou Qinghe signs, the Chinachem Hotel worth tens of millions of dollars will belong to him.

(End of chapter)