Almost at the same time, Sassoon Victor, the richest man in Shanghai, was lying in the glass house on the top floor of Sassoon Building, drinking morning tea leisurely while looking through today's newspapers.

Yes, you read that right, Sassoon drinks morning tea.

For most nobles in Sassoon or Shanghai, day and night are reversed.

Because the essence of night Shanghai lies in its rich and colorful nightlife, and the rich and colorful nightlife will not start after 8 o'clock in the night, and it will reach its climax at 10 o'clock, and it will not end one after another until two or three o'clock the next day, and then it will be time to rest until you get up in the afternoon to wash and start a new day.

Sassoon first looked through the Ta Kung Pao and the declaration, but found no interesting articles.

I looked at the Milledi Review again, but I didn’t see any articles that made people shine.

After flipping through the newspaper for a few minutes, Sassoon immediately lost interest in reading the newspaper and pushed the stack of newspapers in front of him to one side.

When the butler standing next to him saw it, he immediately whispered: "Master, Damei Evening News may have articles that you are interested in."

"Oh, is that?" Sassoon took the newspaper back when he heard this, then took out the Damei Evening News from it, opened the front page, and immediately saw a photo.

In the newspaper, Takashi Fujita's face was not clear, but Sassoon recognized it at a glance.

There is nothing else, it’s because Fujita Takashi left too much impression on Sassoon! It will be unforgettable for the rest of his life!

Almost a month ago, a mysterious Japanese army unit entered Shanghai. The Shanghai Gendarmerie Command specially arranged a welcome dinner for this. It was at this dinner that Takashi Fujita had a conflict with Sassoon's bodyguards, and then both sides had an open fight in front of senior Japanese generals and envoys from various countries.

Sassoon originally thought that his bodyguards would definitely win, because both of his bodyguards were Russians, both of them were big guys over two meters tall, while Takashi Fujita was even less than 1.7 meters tall, and both sides were not on the same plane at all, so his bodyguards would win this battle without any suspense.

However, the final result surprised everyone.

Sassoon's bodyguard not only lost the fight, but even lost his life.

Two bodyguards, in front of everyone, were twisted by Fujita Takashi one after another.

Because of this, Sassoon was embarrassed, but he also remembered Takashi Fujita.

So now, when you see that Takashi Fujita was actually knocked down, Sassoon's surprise can be imagined.

"Wow, isn't this short guy lying on the ground Takashi Fujita?" Sassoon cried out, "Who is this? Can you actually knock Fujita down? God, where did this man come out? God!"

The butler smiled slightly and said, "Master, don't you read the article?"

"I'm confused." Sassoon slapped his forehead gently and looked at the article with a glance.

However, the information provided in the article is very limited. I only said that I was an American and didn't even mention his name, but for Sassoon this is not a problem.

As the richest man in Shanghai, Sassoon only needs to have one idea to find this person.

Sassoon put down the newspaper and said to the butler: "David, find him and bring him to see me!"

The housekeeper respectfully said that an obvious fact is that Mr. Sassoon has developed a strong interest in this American who can defeat Takashi Fujita.

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After breakfast, Sassoon returned to his large office to handle official business.

As early as more than 20 years ago, Sassoon had inherited the Sassoon Company founded by his father, and later he successively founded many companies such as Chinachem Company, Amway Company, and Yeguang Real Estate Company. Although there are many secretaries, some things must be handled by Sassoon himself, so he is actually very busy every day.

He was busy until the evening when the housekeeper David knocked in and said, "Master, it's time to go to Hongkou."

Tonight, there was a dance party at the Great East Asia Hotel in Hongkou. It was specially organized by the Japanese military police headquarters to welcome the Ishii troops. Sassoon did not know what the Ishii troops did, but he did not dare to refuse the invitation from the Japanese military police headquarters. After all, most of Shanghai has fallen into the hands of Japanese soldiers.

If Sassoon Foreign Company wants to maintain its business in Shanghai, it must establish good relations with the Japanese.

At that moment, Sassoon got up and changed his clothes, and chose a tuxedo, and then boarded his limited-edition Mercedes-Benz sedan. Under the protection of four other ordinary sedans, he went west from Beijing Road to the intersection of Bentang Nongqiao.

At this time, the bridge of Bantang Nong Bridge had already been closed and locked, but who is Sassoon?

Just lit up the invitation, and the British and Japanese troops guarding both ends of the Bantanglan Bridge quickly released them.

Unimpeded along the way, Sassoon's convoy arrived at the gate of the Great East Asia Hotel.

When she got off the bus, Sassoon saw the American Minister Commod who was standing at the entrance of the hotel and greeting friends.

Sassoon and Commod had a fair relationship. He didn't want to come forward to say hello, but after a glance, he saw the young man standing on Commod's right hand.

In an instant, Sassoon's eyes lit up.

Because this young man is nothing else, it is published on the front page of the Damei Evening News, the Americans who defeated Fujita Takashi in that round!

Sassoon originally wanted the housekeeper to find someone.

Now I don't have to look for it anymore, I just came across it.

At that moment, Sassoon smiled and stepped forward to Commod and said, "Mr. Minister, we are meeting again."

"Sir Sassoon." Commod turned his head slightly according to Western etiquette, and said, "Good evening."

Sassoon's eyes naturally fell on the young man beside Commod, and he asked with a smile: "Who is this one?"

"Oh, this is one of my little fellow villagers. I just came to Shanghai from Connecticut." Commod finished speaking, and turned back to Zhong Yi beside him and said, "George, this is Sir Sassoon Victor, the richest man in Shanghai."

"What kind of richest man in Shanghai is all about love for friends." Sassoon waved his hand, reached out and shook Zhong Yi lightly, and said, "Mr. George, I'm very happy to know you."

Zhong Yi showed an appropriate excitement on his face and said in English: "Sir Sassoon, I'm very happy to know you too."

Sassoon smiled slightly, then asked with concern: "Mr. George, you just came to Shanghai from Connecticut. Have you ever found your favorite job? If you have any need, you can come to Sassoon Building to find me at any time. This is my business card."

After saying that, Sassoon snapped his fingers, and the butler behind him took out a gold-hot business card and respectfully handed it to Zhong Yi.

Commod smiled and said, "George, thank Sir Sassoon now."
Chapter completed!