Breaking through Guandong, I became Zhu Chuanwen

Chapter 442 Zhu Chuanwu's Secret Warehouse
Early the next morning, Zhu Chuanwen arrived at a vacant classroom in Hanyao Middle School. There were already several people in it, all of whom were shopkeepers of Hanyao Commercial Bank.

In fact, the shopkeeper of the firm is already regarded as a senior middle-level cadre of Hanyao, comparable to the head of the branch in later generations, and is controlled by the big shopkeeper.The Qing government set up a mansion in Kanto, and counties under the mansion. The sales channels of Hanyao Commercial Bank are like this. The person in charge of the commercial firm in each county is in charge, and only the person in charge who really manages the mansion within the administrative area of ​​the mansion is considered the shopkeeper.

Above the shopkeeper is the big shopkeeper, who is in charge of the personnel and goods allocation of Hanyao Commercial Bank in a province.

According to the current personnel changes that Zhu Chuanwen often pays attention to, Hanyao Commercial Bank has 12 big shopkeepers, under the jurisdiction of Gu Ansheng and Mao Guangting.

The arrival of Zhu Chuanwen caused several shopkeepers to stand up quickly, "President Chancellor!"

"Sit, sit! I heard that you all came back from abroad for promotion. You are all rare talents in our firm. Do you adapt to the headquarters?" Zhu Chuanwen asked. Gu Ansheng and Mao Guangting have been strictly evaluated.

"Adaptation, Prime Minister, I think it's better to be in our ice city than to be abroad, and you don't need to bow your knees." A shopkeeper said.

"Yes, Prime Minister, those of us who often stay abroad have a deep understanding of this. A few years ago, the military attaches of the Qing court stationed in the United States were insulted and committed suicide by foreigners. In fact, we are also very cautious when developing office business abroad. "

Zhu Chuanwen nodded when he heard the words. He knew who the shopkeeper was talking about. His name was Tan Jinyong, a military attache of the Qing court stationed in the United States. Humiliated him like a dog on a leash, making passers-by laugh at him like a monkey. Finally, after being rescued by the Chinese, he jumped off the San Francisco Bridge in despair, perhaps only at the moment of jumping. Military attaches who practice martial arts can be regarded as relief.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Zhu Chuanwen patted the shopkeeper on the shoulder. It was precisely because of such humiliation that people who have been integrated into Hanyao felt how great their career was. After all, they couldn't even make a single bullet. The country of China really has no sense of existence.

"Today, let's not mention these unhappy and heavy things for the time being. You are all people who have had contact with my younger brother Zhu Chuanwu in the European office. I haven't seen him for several years. I want to learn more about it from you. Get to know Zhu Chuanwu. After all, Chuanwu will be back in two years." Zhu Chuanwen didn't mention any serious things, perhaps from the history after 1860, what he saw was not only cannibalism, but also frank suffocation humiliation and humiliation.

Everyone heard the words, you look at me, I look at you, and finally understood Zhu Chuanwen's intentions, exchanged glances, and began to tell the story...

It was a few months after the great flood in Paris in 1910. Zhu Chuanwu sent Hannah back to Berlin, and he returned to Paris to preside over the first thing after he became a director.

"Director Chuanwu, some skilled craftsmen from Panjiayuan and Liulichang in the capital city have gathered in an abandoned factory near Paris. We have rented the factory and are working hard..."

Zhu Chuanwu was dressed in a well-fitting suit, clearly tailor-made, with thin legs and waist, and a beret on his head was pressed down very low. With this appearance, it is no wonder that Hannah fell in love with a man from the East. He is indeed a bit ruffian handsome.

"That's right, you are doing things safely. You should have found Guo Jiuyan with the contact information I gave you, right?" Zhu Chuanwu asked the manager of Hanyao's Paris office beside him.

"I sent back your news verbatim, and I checked it carefully, and asked! I even lost some connections with the Gong family!"

Although the Gong family has left the capital, but they have occupied the capital for hundreds of years and have opened an escort agency. In fact, this gray force still has a way.

In fact, Zhu Chuanwu was not honest when he was in the capital. When he returned to Bingcheng one year, he was touched by a thief named Guo Jiuyan.As soon as he returned to the capital, Zhu Chuanwuke came to his door, and by the way, he earned the title of "Master Wu". With the skill of both hands, he had a good relationship with the Gong family's senior brothers, in the southern city of the capital, Played out of his own world.

After the great flood in Paris, the collection of the Louvre in Paris was stored towards the manor where the Hanyao radio station in Paris was located, so Zhu Chuanwu could make up his mind.

Since 1860, France, an old imperial country that has been doing evil in the Qing Dynasty for many years, has taken a lot of good things from the capital. This time, Zhu Chuanwu has facilitated this matter in the spirit of stealing and righteousness.

In charge of the European laboratory, Zhu Chuanwu's position as a director has given him great convenience. In almost all Hanyao offices in Europe, following Zhu Chuanwu's orders is much faster in terms of timeliness than passing news from Bingcheng.

"Okay, then let's get started. I have already figured out where to store the things. Hannah is in the suburbs of Berlin. She lent me a house with a basement. I will try to fill up the basement." Zhu Chuanwu's arm was unconscious The one who went upstairs was the steward next to him, and he was used to hooking his shoulders at school, so he became like this.

The great flood in Paris in 1910 caused difficulties for the citizens of Paris to travel for a period of time. When the flood was at its peak, the citizens of Paris still traveled by boat. It was also for this reason that the Louvre decided to repair its own museum. Among them, some things of the China Pavilion are placed in a remote manor in Paris, Hanyao Paris Office, for the convenience of handling business, even the tunnel was built in a few months.

When he arrived at the abandoned factory building, Zhu Chuanwu heard the bustling voices inside. This section of road overgrown with wild grass can be described as two worlds. The former section was quiet and the latter section was lively.

Looking back, I saw a few men pretending to be by the wall in the distance, loose on the outside and tight on the inside, no one can go in, and no one can come out without permission.

The factory building is very large, and the equipment inside has been dismantled long ago. At this time, the place originally driven by a steam engine, a traditional Qing Dynasty porcelain firing kiln is burning with a raging flame, and the flame is flickering back and forth.There is another place, which seems to be making iron juice.And in a secluded place in the corner, a group of people seemed to be copying homework, writing and drawing.

Zhu Chuanwu was patrolling his territory like a tiger. Suddenly, he was very surprised by the name "Master Wu". He hadn't heard this title for a few years.

"Master Wu, are you the one who dragged us abroad?" Kuaishou San is an old man from Liulichang. His family ancestors were painters of the Qing court. Paint for a living.

"You are?" Zhu Chuanwu looked suspiciously at the guy in front of him with a mustache and covered in paint.

"I, Master Wu, Liulichang Kuaishou San, do you remember that in the winter of Ding Weinian (1907), I was surrounded by a group of people in Liulichang, saying that I sold fake paintings, but when my mother's was sold? I said, this is a fake, I insisted on picking up the leaks, and almost got beaten up, it was you who scared the group of people away when passing by." Kuaishou San recalled.

"I remembered. Later, I visited your stall and drew some punches and kicks for me." Zhu Chuanwu said.

"It's me, it's me! If I had said that I belonged to you, Lord Wu, I wouldn't have been so worried. We have traveled through mountains and rivers in the past few months. No one said why we came here. I thought we were "pigs" It's sold!" Kuaishou San stroked his stomach with his hand holding the paintbrush, as if his heart was in his stomach.

"You didn't say what you're here for?" Zhu Chuanwu turned around and asked the steward beside him.

"Boss, how dare you talk about this? We paid wages according to their market price, but we kept silent along the way and didn't reveal anything to them!" With Zhu Chuanwu's order, many places in Hanyao started to move.

"That's right." Zhu Chuanwu nodded, the more mysterious the matter, the better. "Gather the people together, and I'll tell them something."

After a while, in addition to Han Yao's people, more than 200 people of all kinds gathered in front of Zhu Chuanwu.

"Masters, my name is Zhu Chuanwu. I have a small business in Paris. Is it a coincidence? I met a big collector in Paris. There are tens of thousands of our cultural relics in this house. It just so happens that this big collection My family has some troubles at home recently, so I entrusted me to take care of them. The things in your hands are all genuine products. I thought that since the things are in other people's hands, I should leave something for us.

The real product in your hands has been smeared with a special potion, which can only be seen with ultraviolet light. Now, you still have a month to copy it, and someone will take the real product in your hands. , Take away the imitations together.Men, let's do it. After working for this month, I will pay you three times your wages, and then send someone to send you back. "Zhu Chuanwu stood on a table and said to these people in front of him.

"Master Wu, it's you, let me tell you earlier, I can't even eat during this time, for fear of being sold to foreigners!" Another man who recognized Zhu Chuanwu.

"Ah, it's Master Wu. Don't worry, Master Wu. If I can't handle this properly, I'll unscrew my head. If I had known that Master Wu is not an ordinary person, I've already managed my business in Paris. I'm sorry for you!"

In the old factory, there was an uproar all of a sudden, Zhu Chuanwu pressed his hand down, and said: "Old and young men, it's fine if you know me, and if you don't know me, just ask each other. If you go so hard to call you over from the capital, if the matter fails, it will be unreasonable, so you can stay with me in Paris."

With both kindness and power, Zhu Chuanwu played very well.

When the time returned to Bingcheng, Zhu Chuanwen asked the manager who was talking about it, who is now the shopkeeper in charge of special affairs under Hanyao's firm: "Hey, Chuanwu has done a big thing for me by doing nothing. Why haven't you heard anything about it?"

"Director General, it is said that Director Wu gave me a gag order in Paris. When I came back, Director Gu Ansheng also told me not to talk about it, so that I would rot in my stomach. He said that he gave you a report alone. I thought You know that!"

"Yes, I remembered it." Zhu Chuanwen looked suddenly enlightened, but he remembered that Gu Ansheng once said that Chuanwu had built a warehouse for old objects in Paris, but this was different from what was written in the document. It was purchased from the private sector. That's how the guy bought it. He said, why are there more treasures from the Tang, Song, and Ming Dynasties on the top floor of his Hanyao.

"Okay, let's not talk about it." Zhu Chuanwen got up, addicted to smoking, and walked outside with a group of shopkeepers. Smoking is completely prohibited in the teaching building of Hanyao Middle School.

"Understood, we've already rotted in our stomachs!" The shopkeepers looked back and forth and said, that is, Zhu Chuanwen asked, and the others really didn't know.

Coincidentally, when a group of people were walking outside, a man with two beards passed by.

"Master Wan?"

"Quick hand three?"

Two surprised voices sounded, and Zhu Chuanwen looked back.

"Prime Minister, this is the Kuaishou III I just mentioned! Why are you in Bingcheng, dressed like this, is this a teacher?" Wan Wenling asked. He was the manager of the office in Paris. The treasurer of Hanyao No. [-] Ironware Factory.

"The Prime Minister? I have seen the Prime Minister!" Kuaishou San's eyes widened, and he hurried to hit Qian'er, and suddenly thought of the rules of Hanyao Middle School in his mind, and his legs that were to kneel on one knee straightened up , this action was a bit weird before and after, but he still greeted him with his hands clasped.

"Hello Kuaishou three, what's your name? What's the matter? Have you joined Hanyao Middle School?" Zhu Chuanwen also stopped in his tracks and asked.

"Mr. Prime Minister, my name is Wu Ziqing. For so many years, Kuaishousan has been called dead. I only got a name again when I arrived in Bingcheng!" Wu Ziqing said with emotion, and then said: "Mr. Fu, last year, Principal Zhai asked someone to bring me a message. As soon as I heard that it was Hanyao, I packed up and came to Bingcheng. Now I am an art teacher at Hanyao Middle School. Take an art appreciation class."

"All here?" Zhu Chuanwen asked suddenly.

Kuaishou San suddenly remembered what happened a year ago, and said, "President, we have never left the Qing Dynasty! However, many of my friends in the capital who are good at crafts are now in Hanyao Middle School, Hanyao Primary School, and the school is still there. There is a handicraft class, and they all work in it, and none of them will be lost."

"That's good, work hard!" Zhu Chuanwen said with a smile. Obviously, the hunter also took over in the later stage.

And at this time in Germany, in a manor outside Berlin, Zhu Chuanwu was riding a horse, wearing the uniform of the German military academy, and the two around him were also wearing the uniform of the German army.

The person wearing the same military uniform as Zhu Chuanwu is Wen Zigao, a direct descendant of the insurance team who entered the German military academy together with Zhu Chuanwu, and the other person, if Zhu Chuanwen saw it, would definitely be surprised, because this person was at odds with the Zhu family when he was in the Kanto region. The old acquaintance in Kanto, Chen Heng.

"Brother Yangzhen, I never expected that our two families have such a relationship." Zhu Chuanwu listened to Chen Heng who was beside him talking about the Kanto affairs, and expressed his indifference.

Chen Heng also came to Germany, and it was Xiliang who troubled Zhao Erxun to find a way. Over the years, the governor of the Qing court bought a lot of German ordnance, and the energy is still there, and Zhao Erxun just gave it away in 1906. Jiang Fangzhen came to Germany, just arrived in Kanto, and got Chen Heng out again.

"If Brother Baili (Jiang Fangzhen) hadn't said that I still have a friend like you in Berlin, I'd be really ashamed this time!" Chen Heng sighed, and when he met Zhu Chuanwu, he was asking for something, mainly because I was very cash-strapped, and when I heard the name, I wondered if it had something to do with the guy from Kanto. After talking about it, well, it really is his younger brother.

(End of this chapter)