Shanghai, British Concession, Sden Road.⊥

A British-style building that looks a bit old, Tang house.

In Shanghai, if you want to talk about millionaires, you can count them. In this era, millionaires not only represent wealth, but also something called power.

The rich may not have the right, but the wealth is easy as long as he wants it.

There are more millionaires. This is the most prosperous city in Asia, the largest financial market in the Far East, and the paradise for adventurers. Miracles happen here every day. Of course, some people also have their wives and children separated and their families are destroyed.

The heaven for the rich, the hell for the poor.

"Master, Madam, I've had breakfast!"

"I understand. Madam will go to our pharmacy later. Ma Wu, let the driver Lao Yu come to pick her up." Tang Tianyuan came down from the upper floor wearing a silk long gown and a pair of gold-edged reading glasses.

Although the situation in Shanghai has stabilized, business is becoming increasingly difficult to do. Logically speaking, the voice of the pharmaceutical factory should be quite good in this chaotic world.

But now Shanghai is almost the world of the Japanese, and it is in the concession in time. Even those British, French and Americans dare not offend the Japanese easily.

The Chinese in the concession are better, and those Chinese living outside the concession live a life that is worse than dogs.

"Ma Wu, where is the newspaper today?"

"It's already on the dining table!" Tang Tianyuan didn't care about politics at first, but now, if he is stubborn and conservative, it will be impossible.

If you don't care, people will come to you.

The Japanese blocked the news of the war on the front line, and newspapers in the concession were also affected. Reports on the war situation were either lagging behind or vague.

The sources of information for ordinary people are relatively single, and newspapers are one of the few channels to be disclosed. Now this channel is gradually being stuck in the hands of the Japanese.

Seeing the Sino-Japanese kindness, a community of shared future and those photos that have been promoted in newspapers all day long, Tang Tianyuan sighed, and he was also worried about the future and destiny of this family.

He knew that once China was destroyed, all Chinese people would not have a good life and money would not be able to buy dignity.

"Tianyuan, why did you come down alone?"

Mrs. Tang, Wen, wearing pajamas, with fluffy curly hair, was quite fashionable, and walked down the stairs gracefully with the stairs.

"Madam, don't you sleep for a while?" Tang Tianyuan showed a rare smile.

"I can't sleep. Last night I dreamed that our little jing was coming again. I didn't know where this girl is now, and I didn't send a message back. It's really worrying."

"Don't worry, I didn't someone bring us a message last time saying that Xiaojing is safe now?"

"You are true or false. Xiaojing has never suffered hardships since she was a child. You said that if she really joined the army, how hard it would be to marching and fighting, it would be too hard to eat enough, and she would not be able to wear warm clothes."

"Worry, are you afraid that others will not know that Xiao Jing has joined the army?" Tang Tianyuan rebuked lightly.

"We Xiaojing is our daughter's family. We will not go to the front line if we join the army. At most, we will only rescue the wounded from the rear. What's the big deal?"

"You are really a woman's opinion. If the Japanese knew about our daughter's participation in the ****, what would happen? You should consider it!" Tang Tianyuan said.

"What's the matter? Can the Japanese still eat us?"

"You really don't know the situation outside at all. Now the Japanese are thinking about destroying our China. Nanjing slaughtered 300,000 innocent civilians in one go. Do you think they will reason with you?"

"Thirty-hundred thousand, it's fake. The newspapers say that it was made up by Hu."

"Newspapers, do you know who is behind these newspapers?"

"Master, are these all true?"

"Of course it's true. I've asked someone to secretly inquire about Xiaojing's whereabouts. Nanjing is so miserable. Oh, it's simply a purgatory on earth." Tang Tianyuan said.

"What should I do? Will our Xiaojing be in danger?" Mrs. Tang became nervous.

"Xiaojing will not be in danger, but outsiders cannot know that Xiaojing has participated in the ****, otherwise, we will be in trouble if we are targeted by the Japanese." Tang Tianyuan said.

If the Japanese knew that they had a daughter who participated in the **** and was still in the Honor Division, they would probably have greater trouble.

Now there are enough troubles. The Japanese have come to him and want to take a stake in his pharmaceutical factory, but he has not agreed. Then, buyers of several best-selling drugs produced by the pharmaceutical factory immediately began to suppress him.

Either lower the purchase price of drugs, or stop purchasing products from the pharmaceutical factory under his name.

He knew that suppressing purchase prices was the first step, and I don’t know how many storms will be followed. Japanese people are devils who eat people and don’t spit bones.

The owner of Silian Cotton Mill, the owner of Debao Silk Reeling Factory...

Several familiar faces have disappeared, and there are countless Chinese people's wronged souls in the Huangpu River.

"Let's have breakfast. After breakfast, I'm going to the bank." Tang Tianyuan said.

"What are you doing in the bank?"

"A sum of money has been collected, I'll go to the bank to exchange it for US dollars." Tang Tianyuan stood up after a bowl of rice porridge, walked to the clothes hanger, and took out his coat and briefcase.

"Master, madam, there is a man from the outside door who claims to be from Jiangbei. I want to see him." Wu Ma walked into the restaurant with her little feet like flying, and bowed to report.

"Come from Jiangbei?" Tang Tianyuan was stunned, and his hand paused for a moment.

"Yes, Master!"

"Please go to the study room upstairs!" Tang Tianyuan put down his coat and briefcase and ordered Wu Ma.

"Mr. Tang, someone asked me to bring you a letter!"

Tang Tianyuan looked at this clean and neat young man, especially the pair of leather shoes on his feet that were about to smooth the soles of his shoes. He was obviously an ordinary civil servant or a small employee working in a company.

The suit looks a bit unfit. It should have been bought casually in a ready-to-wear shop, but its expression is neither humble nor arrogant.

Tang Tianyuan was immediately excited when he saw the words on the envelope.

The envelope was also painted with hot paint, which was obviously delivered by a special person.

Tang Tianyuan couldn't wait to use a knife to open the fire paint, open the envelope, take out the letters inside, read them word by word, and look very focused.

This is a letter from my daughter to her father, which tells the longing of this wanderer outside for his parents.

"Brother, I know your purpose." Tang Tianyuan finally put down the letter in his hand and said with unsatisfactory feelings.

"Mr. Tang, when you see this letter, I believe you should know your current situation and what you need to consider next." The young man said slowly.

Tang Tianyuan did not answer. He was thinking. After all, this decision was too big. It would be very difficult for him to give up his career that had been working hard in Shanghai for decades.

"Shanghai has become an isolated island. If Mr. Tang is unwilling to be a traitor and does not cooperate with the Japanese, then he will be the enemy of the Japanese. At that time, your factory, shop, and this villa will not belong to you, and you will have life worries."

"Are these external things important, or are your and your wife's lives more important? Also, if the Japanese knew your identity, they would use you to coerce our President Tang. What would you do so at that time?"

The words of the young man were like a sharp knife stabbed into Tang Tianyuan's psychology, wealth, factories, villas, etc., and even his own life was not important, but he only had one daughter.

This is his precious heart. If something happens to Tang Jing, he will be in pain.

"Young man, what's your name?"

"In the next Zhang Nianping, he is affiliated with the Shanghai Special Operations Team of the Intelligence Department of the Honors and Honors Division."

"What should I do if I plan to evacuate Shanghai?"

"Mr. Tang and his wife can evacuate Shanghai first, and then sign a power of attorney, and I will handle all your industries in Shanghai." Zhang Nianping said.

“Leave my property to you?”

"Yes."

"Why should I believe you?" Tang Tianyuan has been in the business world for decades and will not trust people easily. Otherwise, how could he create such a big family business?

"By this!" Zhang Nianping took out a diamond brooch from his pocket and handed it to Tang Tianyuan.

"It's really what I gave to Xiao Jing on her 20th birthday. How could it be in your hands?" Tang Tianyuan was shocked. This was Tang Jing's favorite brooch and she kept it with her.

"Mr. Tang, take a look at this." Zhang Nianping took out a cowhide envelope from his briefcase and handed it over.

"Citibank of American Citibank, ten million..." Tang Tianyuan was extremely surprised.

"No, Citibank has not issued such a large amount of check in China. This is a fake check!" Tang Tianyuan said decisively.

"Yes, he is indeed a fake, but it's enough to be true, because this bank promissory note was forged by the Japanese." Zhang Nianping smiled slightly, "And, this bank promissory note was confirmed by the Citibank headquarters in the United States. In a sense, it is true."

"No, this is impossible, Americans are not so stupid..."

"Of course, Americans are not so stupid, but what if Americans knew that someone was forging their bank notices and maliciously fetching US dollars?"

"Will American banks be so stupid? Besides, every bank promissory note has a special number and an anti-counterfeiting mark. The authenticity can be identified immediately." Tang Tianyuan said.

"If this is true, then there will be no counterfeit money in this world." Zhang Nianping said, "This check was forged by the Japanese. If the Japanese have such technology, do you think Americans will be afraid?"

"What did you do to me with this check?"

"This money is owed to our superiors by the Japanese. Sooner or later, it will be collected. Now it is used as collateral and placed by Mr. Tang. You take it with him and his wife to Hong Kong. After you arrive there, you will arrange for you to go to the Southwest rear. After I deal with your property here, I will also rush over. I will hand over your property to you in a lot of money."

"Just with this fake check and my daughter's brooch, do you make me believe in you and leave my half-life foundation to you?"

"Mr. Tang can also handle it yourself, but if you deal with it, there will be dangers at any time. We will not be able to guarantee the safety of you and your wife."

"Why didn't we arrange to go directly to Wuhan or Chongqing?"

"No, it's just that you and your wife can endure the hardships of the boat and the car?" Zhang Nianping asked rebelliously.

"this……"

"Thinking that you and your wife are both young, you chose such a safe and without suffering path." Zhang Nianping explained.

"Can I trust you?"
To be continued...