See Yang Yide doing something strange.

Zhao Chuanxin put his hand into his pocket, held the insect silk scarf between his fingertips and threw it back.

Just as Yang Yide was about to open the drawer, his vision suddenly blurred and he felt his hands and wrists tighten.

A silk scarf as thin as gauze tied his hands tightly together.

Zhao Chuanxin walked over cheerfully and said as he walked: "Xiao Yang, you are so dishonest. Let me see if you want to get a gun."

As he spoke, he walked over and opened the drawer, and was shocked to find that what was inside was not a gun, but a small yellow-orange goldfish.

Zhao Chuanxianxianzhuan, so it can be seen that this little goldfish must be often held in his hand to finish the dish.

That’s it?

Yang Yide had a smile on his face: "I wanted to use this to apologize to Mr. Zhao."

It's embarrassing for Zhao Chuanxian.

He waved at the insect silk scarf, which floated up and rolled into his pocket.

This hand made Yang Yide look straight in the eyes.

He suddenly thought that Zhao Chuanxin seemed to have the nickname "Arch Mage".

Isn’t this just magic?

Some things that were kept secret in later generations are respected by people in this age of gossip.

Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "Haha, so that's what you think. I misunderstood you."

He came today with no intention of fighting.

Scare Yang Yide, slap him in the face and give him a sweet date are the few strategies he has in mind.

He went over and opened the door. There was a guard on the ground outside the door whose hands and feet were bound and his mouth was gagged. There was a small box next to the guard.

Open the box and you will find all the silver coins inside.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the box and said to Yang Yide with a smile: "I have heard that General Manager Yang regards money as dirt.

Zhao doesn’t believe in evil, so he must give Mr. Yang some money!”

He had considered doing this.

Although I don’t know how my identity was leaked, I can’t implicate Zhang Zhankui.

He had been with Zhang Zhankui before.

Yang Yide: "..."

His face showed a smile for the first time tonight, and his smile was extremely sincere.

"Mr. Zhao, you are so polite..."

Get promoted and make a fortune.

If you can't get promoted, it's the same as getting rich.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled brightly: "How about it, General Manager Yang, is there a misunderstanding today?"

"Mr. Zhao has made contributions to thousands of Chinese compatriots. Mr. Zhao has shed blood outside the customs and been injured overseas. Mr. Zhao has made contributions to the country and the people!"

Yang Yide estimated in his mind that the amount of silver dollars in this box should be tens of thousands, so his face was full of solemnity.

Zhao Chuanxin looked solemn: "General Manager Yang, you know me!"

Even the guards who were tied up outside the door were dumbfounded.

Do these two people really want to face each other?

Rolling his eyes slightly, Yang Yide added: "I wonder if Mr. Zhao knows a businessman named Jiang Jingming, who identified you. Mr. Zhao also knows that in my position, the court has issued a wanted order, and I can't help it.

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However, Mr. Zhao, from now on, you and I will treat each other as brothers. If Mr. Zhao has something to say, please feel free to say it. Yang will never stand idly by."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "That's very good. I'm taking the liberty of visiting you tonight, so I'll say goodbye."

Zhao Chuanxin went out with Shi Shiran with his hands behind his back.

At the gate, he nodded to the stunned guard.

In fact, he came in by cutting the window and did not alert the guard at the gate. He just tied the uniform of the guard at Yang Yide's gate.

Stepping into the rain, Zhao Chuanxin silently counted a hundred and found that Yang Yide had not sent anyone to pursue him, and a mocking sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Whether it is a dragon or an insect, history will eventually give the answer.

He went to the nearest Lishunde Hotel, where Zhang Zhankui had arranged for him to stay.

This hotel was built in 1863 by the British pastor John Yinsend who spent 600 taels to purchase 6 acres of land in the British Concession of Tianjin.

It was called "China's No. 1 Store" at the time.

The hotel was in a Victorian style. Zhao Chuanxin walked into it and saw that the lobby was spotlessly clean. It was much better than the dirty little hotel he stayed in before.

The price is naturally high for a good environment. The cheapest hotel in an ordinary hotel costs just a few pennies a night. The smallest room in the Lishunde Hotel with 152 rooms is only 24 square meters. Zhao Chuanxin gave him five yuan to get the best and biggest one.

room.

I had a very solid sleep this time.

Ironically, staying in a foreign hotel is much safer than other places.

It is said that Mei Lanfang, Li Hongzhang and Chaplin all lived here.

The next morning, Zhao Chuanxin washed up, ate, checked out of the room and went to the Northern Section Patrol Headquarters to find Zhang Zhankui.

Zhang Zhankui was not at the headquarters, but a patrolman kindly called him back.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin, Zhang Zhankui's face looked as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, his eyes were redder than a rabbit, with big dark circles under his eyes.

"Mr. Zhao, I was scared to death."

There was such a big commotion last night, so of course he heard about it.

Although it is known that Zhao Chuanxin was not caught in the end, his whereabouts are unknown.

"What can happen to me?" Zhao Chuanxin looked at the few people following Zhang Zhankui, and they were all depressed.

Presumably these people followed him and spent the night with him.

So he took out a stack of oceans wrapped in oil paper and handed it to Zhang Zhankui: "Brothers, thank you for your hard work. Let's take it and treat everyone to a drink and a bath."

Zhang Zhankui declined, but Zhao Chuanxin insisted.

Finally I took it.

Sure enough, when his subordinates saw the money, their decadent expressions became clear.

The world is prosperous, only money can be used!

Zhao Chuanxin added: "Next, you still need to cooperate with the Lugang Town Charity Association to purchase supplies.

If you encounter difficulties, you can ask Liu Baobao to find Yang Yide."

Zhang Zhankui's eyes widened: "Looking for Yang Yide?"

It was Yang Yide who sent people to arrest Zhao Chuanxin last night. Why did he say he had trouble finding him?

"Mr. Zhao, are you serious?"

"Haha, Yang Yide and I hit it off immediately, and he insisted on recognizing me as his sworn brother.

I had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

He said he would be there if something happened!"

Zhang Zhankui told Liu Guogui about the situation.

He thought it was outrageous, and Liu Guogui, who was very receptive to it, laughed: "Passengers have always been unpredictable.

If he says it will work, it will work."

Liu Guobao's contact person went to buy supplies, while Liu Jiahui went to the newspaper office of Ta Kung Pao opposite the clock on Xu Street in the Japanese Concession.

Seeing that Liu Jiahui was a female figure, Yinghua, the chief writer of "Ta Kung Pao", didn't pay much attention to her.

But when Liu Jiahui said: "I am here on behalf of the Lugang Town Charity Association."

Hearing the words "Lugang Town", Yinghua's back straightened unconsciously.

"Lugang Town Charity Association? Is Ms. Liu here to raise funds?"

In his opinion, this is the only way it makes sense.

It's a pity that it would have been better if Zhao Chuanxin was here today. He has wanted to see Zhao Chuanxin for a long time.

Yinghua practiced martial arts when he was young, and when he was young, he studied hard and studied extensively.

This literary man of Zhenghongqi background has done several major things in his life. In addition to founding Ta Kung Pao, he also founded BJ Furen University and Xiangshan Orphanage.

Compared with other bannermen who are rotten to the core, Yinghua is unique.
To be continued...