There was no change in the Beiping Railway Station, and everything seemed to be the same. But the dress of the station police and the Japanese military police patrolling the streets gave the winter in Peking a bit of bleakness and solemnity.

Tao Zikun's home is around Panjiayuan in Peking. Due to the arson group incident more than ten years ago, his family moved to Peking.

His father opened an antique shop in Panjiayuan, and his business was not good or bad, and his life was compromised. Since Tao Zikun had a job in recent years, his family was only slightly better.

Guan Shijie sent Tao Zikun home and made an appointment to go to the Ministry of Commerce of the Provisional Government of the Republic of China tomorrow morning. Then he took the tram and first opened an account at the American Flower Bank. Finally, he went to the telephone bureau and found the general manager of Wenwei Trading Industry Company through the telephone bureau.

This is a paid service, and the telephone office has staff running errands to find the people you need to find.

About twenty minutes later, the operator called back. Guan Shijie picked up the phone and heard Yao Wenwei's voice: "Brother Guan Jie, have you arrived in Peking?"

"I'm here, and time hastily put the car at the train station. You can get it yourself. I also opened an account at Citibank, please remember your account."

Guan Shijie talked about the account and heard Yao Wenwei say he should go to the office immediately, then he immediately put down the phone. In just a few minutes of the call, he spent the only two yuan that Guan Shijie had.

As early as Luoyang, Guan Shijie opened a transfer account at Citibank in the United States and deposited hundreds of thousands of gold. The certificate of deposit is still in his password box.

This time, he opened an account at Citibank in the United States, reminding him of the past.

Guan Shijie was tracing his hands and hesitating on the street in the cold wind. He wanted to walk to Citibank in the United States.

The coldness of Peking is different from that of the Northeast, which is the kind of cold that can penetrate into the bones.

At this time, a carriage ran towards me, and sat on the front of the carriage with a handlebar and shouted: "Get out of here, the horse is hair!"

Guan Shijie hid on the side of the road, and a car drove over from behind. The driver suddenly braked and was about to hit Guan Shijie.

At the same time, the carriage ran away wildly.

The driver was about to get off the window and asked, "Sir, are you okay?"

"It's okay."

Guan Shijie came back and saw a head with his back combed out of the car.

"Hey!" The man said in surprise: "Third brother?"

Guan Shijie also recognized this person, originally Miao Qinghou!

"Third brother, it's really you!"

Miao Qinghou got out of the car, walked quickly to Guan Shijie and said, "When did you come back?"

"I just came back, but I didn't expect to meet you so by chance."

"Get on the bus quickly! Let's talk on the way."

Guan Shijie got into the car and saw a pretty and dignified woman in the passenger seat. He guessed that Miao Qinghou should be married.

"This is your sister-in-law. I just got married this year." Miao Qinghou said.

"Hello sister-in-law!"

"This is what I often say to you, and it is also my sworn brother Guan Shijie."

"Hello, Qinghou often talks about you."

Guan Shijie also gave a few polite words.

"Are you still working there?" Miao Qinghou asked.

Guan Shijie knew what Miao Qinghou was asking. He trusted Miao Qinghou and would not betray him, so he nodded and said, "Second brother, are you doing well now?"

"Please compromise and keep your livelihood. Japanese trading companies are opening more and more, and they are getting worse every day." Miao Qinghou said helplessly.

"How about the big brother?"

"I offended a man with a background a few months ago and was arrested and imprisoned for two months. I just released it shortly after."

Guan Shijie didn't expect that the two brothers were in a very embarrassed state and had no original energy.

"Now it is the Japanese world. Your former father-in-law, with the help of the Zhao family, Mixing's business is getting bigger and bigger."

Guan Shijie read in the newspaper that Zhao Wenxuan was an important member of the pseudo-Republic of China Provisional Government, but wasn't Zhao Jian in the 29th Army of the National Revolutionary Army?

How could Miao Qinghou say that it was the father and son of the Zhao family?

"Zhao Jian is now the Director of the Public Security Department of the Beiping Police Station. Zhao Wenxuan is the Deputy Mayor of the Beiping Municipal Government. One person is in power, and the chickens and dogs are ascended to heaven."

Under the Japanese's control, all walks of life seem to be not very good. Only traitors can make a fortune.

"Isn't the 29th Army where Zhao Jian is located a Beiping defender? Why did he surrender to the Japanese army?"

"Brother heard a news that Zhao Jian had already handed over the 29th Army's defense map to the Japanese in advance. As soon as the war began, he slipped away quietly."

Miao Qinghou seemed to have been wronged for too long and had a lot of words to say.

Guan Shijie listened quietly and didn't speak for a long time.

"Are my parents and two sisters okay? Are they still in Peking?"

"My aunt passed away. Your eldest sister seemed to have evacuated with the 29th Army with the Women's National Rescue Congress. There were only uncles and younger sisters at home."

When Guan Shijie heard that his mother had passed away, he couldn't help but see a dark look in front of him.

"How did my mother die?"

"As soon as the war broke out in Peking, the streets were in chaos. My aunt died by stray bullets."

Although she was a mother who traveled through the Republic of China, she was also in a deep mood. When she thought of her squandering her life and saving money for her wife and asking for help, Guan Shijie couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Second brother, send me to Citibank in the United States first."

"Third brother, do you want to use money? I have it here."

Miao Qinghou saw Guan Shijie's undressed face, stains on his clothes, and he was walking on foot. He thought he would not have been doing well this year.

Now I must have encountered difficulties, otherwise I would not have looked so down and out.

"No need for now, I'll go to Citibank to withdraw some money. Let's contact us in the evening." Guan Shijie said.

"Okay, see you tonight."

Miao Qinghou drove the car to the entrance of Citibank and stopped.

"I'll finish my business and go back home to check it out, and then call you." Guan Shijie said.

"Okay, I'll make an appointment with my elder brother first."

After Miao Qinghou drove away, Guan Shijie came to the bank counter and checked, and the funds had arrived, totaling 500,000 US dollars.

At this time, the US dollar was still available in China. After the outbreak of the Pacific Battle, Britain, the United States, France and other countries declared war on Japan, Citibank withdrew from the Japanese occupied area.

Although currency was also issued within the pseudo-Republic of China's Provisional Government, most people still like to use silver dollars, while US dollars are used for large-scale commodity trading.

Guan Shijie first took out 50,000 US dollars, then went out to take a taxi, and headed straight for the direction of his home.

According to Guan Shijie's own expectations, he was taken to Nanjing after the stock market crash. The Military Intelligence Bureau's usual practice should not notify the local police and he joined the Fuxing Society himself.

Therefore, he got off the car at the door of his house with confidence and courage.

The two doors were tightly closed, and the paint on the door was mottled, with only the iron ring on the door, which was still very smooth to rub.

Dangdangdang!

Guan Shijie knocked on the door knocker, and it took him a long time to hear footsteps in the yard.
Chapter completed!