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On the road leading to Hangzhou, Zhang Tianhao was riding a motorcycle alone, and he was riding a sidecar, but he had taken the sidecar off.

I parked the motorcycle directly on the side of the road and felt a lot more relaxed.

Although he was just riding a motorcycle, his speed was still quite fast. Even such an uneven road did not affect his speed much.

"Oh, I have to refuel again. I can only travel so far on a tank of gas. I am such a loser!"

Zhang Tianhao sighed, stood there, took out a box of oil from his body, and carefully poured it in. He didn't let go until the tank was full again.

Then the fuel tank in his hand disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

After he filled up the gas and looked around, he felt that the entire road seemed somewhat out of place.

After all, this place is still too remote, so remote that it makes people feel a little uneasy.

"Let's go. We don't want to get into conflict with some of the anti-Japanese forces here!"

He glanced at something not far away, muttered a few words to himself, then got on the motorcycle, started it, shifted gears, and drove off towards the south.

He almost stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and in a blink of an eye he was already far away.

Just as Zhang Tianhao sped up and left, not far away from him, a rifle was aiming at him quickly.

All this was within Zhang Tianhao's expectations, but Zhang Tianhao didn't care. He raced at full speed, and he didn't know when a Type 38 rifle appeared in his left hand.

The bullet had already been loaded. After he drove for a distance, he raised the gun with his right hand and shot at a certain place.

Just as a gunshot was heard, a scream broke the silence of the entire forest, and a middle-aged man rolled directly into the grass.

It was just that he was shot in the shoulder, with a direct penetrating wound.

Zhang Tianhao just glanced over there briefly, then stuck the gun into the side of his motorcycle, drove the motorcycle with both hands, and continued to rush forward.

As for the person who wanted to kill him, he didn't care at all. Although he didn't know who the other person was, it didn't matter to him.

……

In the office of the Shanghai Economic Commission, Mingzhi looked at the report he had just received, his expression changed involuntarily, but he eventually regained his composure.

"Director, who is so bold as to rob Consultant Jingping's factory?"

"I don't know. The Japanese investigated the matter. They just sent me a notice and didn't say anything else!"

Zhou Wei on the side still reminded him in a low voice.

"It seems that some people still can't stand it and want to cause trouble for Consultant Jing Ping. The question now is who is causing trouble for Consultant Jing Ping. You know, if he built a few factories, it would solve the employment problems of thousands of people and support many families. Now, everything is in vain."

Mingzhi didn't know what to say for a moment. After all, things had come to this point and he had no other options.

"By the way, when will Consultant Jing Ping be back?"

"I don't know. Seeing how his factory has become, I guess he's in a lot of trouble. Just the food and raw materials cost a lot of money!"

"Well, it does cost a lot of money, but if his factory closes, more Shanghai citizens will be left without food, which is a big problem!"

"Should we go find the gendarmerie and ask them what to do?"

"It's useless. It's already quite good that they can send us a notification. Besides, the gangs are getting more and more rampant now. I really don't know when it will end!"

As long as you are in Shanghai, you know about gangs. Shanghai has a population of over one million, but there are many different gangs. If not one hundred, there are at least eighty. There are too many. Some have thousands or tens of thousands of people, while others have only a dozen people.

"I don't know if the city government will ever rectify Shanghai's public security. Otherwise, the whole of Shanghai will continue to be in chaos, and it will get worse and worse."

"Director, this is not something we can control. There is only so much we can do. We have no money and no power. We are just an empty shell. To put it nicely, we are the director. To put it bluntly, we are just a decoration."

"Xiao Zhou, what you said yesterday was not bad, but you can't say such things again in the future. Otherwise, if someone hears it, the consequences will be serious."

……

In a room on the second floor of a city area, Li Changchun was sitting behind a desk, and in front of him stood a young man, looking down at his feet.

"Have you checked who moved the Sanyo factory outside the city?"

"We checked and found out that it was from the Snake Gang, but in the end, all the members of the Snake Gang died there. As for the robbery of the supplies, we don't know who did it. There is no clue left!"

"Shit, life in Shanghai is tough right now, but the Sanyo factory has solved the livelihood problems of nearly a thousand families. Normally, no one dares to touch this factory, let alone a Japanese factory!"

Li Changchun also frowned. After all, he knew the situation of the Sanyo factory. At least the factory had a very good reputation.

Of course, apart from Jiichiro Keihei, basically no anti-Japanese organization would deal with him, except for some gangs that wanted to get some benefits.

But these gangs have to have the courage to do so, after all, it was founded by the Japanese.

A factory that was protected in almost every aspect was actually robbed. This is really unacceptable. It can even be said that this has destroyed the livelihoods of many people.

Especially since I heard that several more factories were built, they might recruit more workers as soon as the machines were in place. This time, they might recruit even more, maybe three or four thousand workers.

But the problem is that someone stopped Jingping Jiichiro from doing this, and even Li Changchun felt a headache.

"What do the other gangs say?"

"They also sent brothers to investigate, but they still don't know. Some people said it might have been done by someone from the underground party!"

"Impossible, the underground party would never do this. Now I am also thinking, who did it? Who is against Jingping Jiichiro?"

"Could it be someone that Keihei Jiichiro offended when he was working in the military police?"

"Impossible. If these people are targeting Jingping Jiichiro himself, then it's possible. But if they are targeting the factory, then they are not human beings, and the consequences will be very serious."

Li Changchun shook his head. He knew a little bit about the nature of those people.

"Who could be the one who is against Jingping Jiichiro?"

"I don't know about that. The whole of Shanghai is looking for such a person, but unfortunately no news has been released so far."

"It's troublesome. I don't know if Jingping Jiichiro knows about this situation?"

"I don't think I know exactly. I think he's on the ship now. I heard he went to Hong Kong to buy some machinery!"

"indeed so!"

The two chatted for a long time, but in the end, they didn't come up with anything.

Li Changchun couldn't help but stand up, walked to the window, looked at the pedestrians on the street below, took a deep breath, and felt an urge to let it all out.

After all, Jingping Jiyilang's Sanyo factory can be said to be a breath of fresh air among all the factories in Shanghai. As long as the workers work hard in the factory, the treatment is quite good. Don't be optimistic about it, but it can support a family. (End of this chapter)