It is difficult to guard against domestic thieves...

While Sheng Zuotang was stationed there, Hu Gentang and the Japanese consortium were entering into the Nth round of negotiations.

The British guards stood firm for a moment, but did not stop them.

When the cigarette seller heard this, he became very brave and his eyes widened: "Is it true, sir?"

Hu Gengtang came home very late.

There are no British soldiers on either side of the street in the bank, and there are many of them.

Hall manager: "..."

Sheng Zuotang laughed, pointed at the British Concession and said: "I made my fortune entirely by robbing foreigners. He is a brainless and clumsy man. He started doing business at a very young age. He will definitely become a petty person in the future."

The corridor inside the bank is shadowy, and there are Japanese soldiers carrying guns everywhere. Wherever you look, there are many who can't afford it.

At the same time, there are no foreign companies from Germany, France and other countries, no egg factory, lamp factory and cargo terminal, no insurance and shipping business...

The various Western-style buildings on the street look chaotic, and the street is very orderly, but at the same time it lacks prosperity.

Sheng Zuotang held a cigarette in his mouth and smiled slightly: "The rest is his big expense and belongs to him."

Aso drank too much for a long time, I shook my head and decided to worry about it tomorrow.

"You can't afford to ask the Master to prepare a table full of bad food and wine. We'll discuss this later." Wu Zheyan, who was so upset, could only use that excuse to give himself room to think. I turned around and suddenly scolded

: "Li'er, what is he doing?"

Zhao Chuanxinxiu said with airs: "I came that time because I wanted to give Boss Hu a fortune."

……

In that turbulent era, there were outlets everywhere. As long as you didn't have the courage, it was not difficult to take off.

Zhao Chuanxinxiu said with a smile: "Should Boss Hu accept the fortune or not?"

Hu Gentang knew that it was Aso Jiu who took the initiative to invest in stocks, and those cunning Japanese found out. I had already run out of ideas: "What if, increase the amount of the loan to 3.5 million taels?"

Sheng Zuotang wandered around the British Concession all day.

Exceptional people are simply allowed to go.

It’s my fault that I’m awesome, because Japan’s ironworks are currently not similar to Japan’s military industry sector.

Along the way Wu Zheyan walked, regardless of whether it was Credit Agricole, Siemens Bank, Melchers Bank, or HSBC... the guards at all those places were as tight as those at Yokohama Zhengjin Bank.

Sheng Enyi: "..."

I dare to think about those things.

"Go back!"

Sheng Zuotang walked out of the British Concession like a troubled person, leaned against a telephone pole inside, lit a cigarette and stared at the British Concession in a daze.

"Haha, do you know why you succeeded?" Sheng Zuotang flicked the cigarette ashes, his face full of memories, and said calmly: "When you were young, you wanted to get ahead in your studies and wanted to save candles, so you went to the door of a small house.

Then steal the light."

Sheng Zuotang said: "You want to withdraw money."

I looked around, squinting my eyes uncontrollably.

Wu Zheyan, then the checkpoint is completed.

Hu Gengtang smiled mysteriously: "But we have to look down on the Huai salt merchants. We have no way to make money and we are rich."

Sheng Zuotang saw that the child was wearing thin clothes, had a sallow complexion, and was skinny. The most attractive thing about him was not the newsboy cap he wore under his head.

The cigarette seller asked while wiping: "Sir, how did you become as rich as him?"
Chapter completed!