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He gently took out a hundred dollars from his pocket, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of the other person.

"Yes, what you said is indeed interesting. These two hundred dollars are just to make friends with you. I hope you won't be disappointed."

"Thank you!"

When the middle-aged man saw that it was two hundred US dollars, his eyes lit up and he carefully put it away. He even looked at Zhang Tianhao with a smile in his eyes.

After all, he didn't really provide any information today. He just chatted with Zhang Tianhao for two hours and got two hundred dollars, which was far beyond his expectations.

"Sir, you are not from Shanghai, right?"

"No, I'm from Shanghai. It's just that I have nothing to do tonight and I'm bored, so I've been listening to some interesting things from you to kill time."

"Sir, you must be joking. If you are from Shanghai, why do you know so little?"

"Haha, do you think I would take these little things to heart?"

Zhang Tianhao also smiled faintly, then stood up, put down fifty yuan, stood up, and walked directly outside.

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When daybreak came, Zhang Tianhao had already changed his clothes and returned home.

At this time, Mozhu and Cuilan had already gotten up and were preparing breakfast. Even Qian Bo had gotten up as well. When he saw Zhang Tianhao walking in from outside, he was also stunned.

"Master, you got up so early!"

"Well, I went out for a run and felt refreshed. You guys prepare breakfast first. I'll go wash up and come down to eat in a while."

"Yes!"

When the three heard this, they didn't ask any more questions and turned around to do their own things.

After breakfast, Zhang Tianhao walked to several places in the concession alone with mixed feelings.

Of course, he still needs to pay attention to the things here.

Especially since the Japanese took over the concession, their actions have become more and more crazy, and they showed no mercy even to other foreigners.

Walking to the front of the bank and looking at the queues of people lining up to withdraw money, Zhang Tianhao couldn't help but twitch his mouth. After all, the Japanese now limit the amount of money that foreigners, even Chinese, can withdraw.

As for how much to take, one share would not exceed 200 yuan. If you took more than that, you would be arrested by the Japanese and questioned, and might even be arrested and sent to labor camps.

He took a look, then turned around and squeezed towards the tram on the side and got on it directly.

At this moment, a team of Japanese military police rushed over and shot at a Chinese man who was running away not far away.

As the gunshots rang out, the already chaotic street became strange, with shouting and cursing ringing out.

Some people even fell down after being shot by the Japanese guns.

As for their life or death, no one cared at all. On the contrary, as shouts and gunshots were heard, everyone began to flee in all directions, even squeezing into the shops on the side.

As for the shops, they were closed one after another to avoid the Japanese bullets.

At this moment, the Chinese man who had escaped saw the Japanese military police getting closer and closer, and he became a little anxious, so he squeezed directly onto the tram and prepared to leave by tram.

Seeing the Japanese military police chasing after him, the fleeing Chinese man looked around and carefully reached his hand into a small gap under the seat.

It was as if something was thrown directly in.

Under Zhang Tianhao's sight, it seemed as if a small roll of film was thrown down by him, then he looked at the still moving tram and jumped directly from another door.

Taking advantage of the tram's cover, he fled in another direction.

Zhang Tianhao did not step forward to help. On the contrary, there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

He carefully squeezed to the place where the young man had just stood, then stretched out his hand, and the film that the young man had stuffed in fell directly into his palm.

Then it disappeared in his hands again. He continued to squeeze forward as if nothing had happened, and it looked like he was going to get off the bus.

However, no matter how much he thought about it, he just couldn't remember who this person was.

It seems that he is not one of his subordinates. He is most likely from another organization, and probably another anti-Japanese personnel.

After all, the entire underground party and his men all have detailed information. If anything happens, he will know. Even with his mental power, he will definitely remember these people after having seen them.

"Who is it?" "Could it be someone from the Military Control Commission?"

Thinking of this, he found an opportunity, got off the tram and went in another direction.

Not long after, Zhang Tianhao arrived at a photo studio and walked in.

"Sir, do you need a photo taken?"

"No, I'll just come over and develop some photos, okay?"

"Sure, three yuan each. How many do you need? Do you have the film?"

The boss looked at the strange young man in front of him and asked with some confusion.

"No, I'll do it myself. Prepare a darkroom for me so I can develop some ID photos."

It wasn't that he wanted to come here, and he didn't have any such potion or developer on him.

"By the way, Boss, do you have any developer and film-washing solution left? I'd like to buy some. Is that ok?"

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"Sure, but I don't know how much you want to buy, sir?"

"I'm going to buy fifty copies of the materials. Is that okay with you?"

"so much?"

The boss was also stunned when he heard this, but immediately his face was full of smiles. He said with a smile: "Sir, it's okay, but these things may be a little expensive. After all, these are contraband. What do you think?"

"no problem!"

"Okay, this is for you, sir."

"Ok!"

First, the boss took Zhang Tianhao directly into the darkroom, then took out the materials and packed them directly.

"By the way, boss, I don't know how to develop film, can you teach me?"

"can!"

With such a big business deal today, the boss naturally didn't hesitate to come over and began to guide Zhang Tianhao step by step in developing the film.

Once the film is developed, photocopying begins.

Half an hour later, I saw photos hanging on the thin steel wire, and looking at the photos, they were all ID photos.

“It’s really an ID photo!”

"Boss, you don't think I'm lying to you, do you? I help people with ID photos. I just opened a photo studio. Aren't I here to learn from you?"

"I didn't expect that we were in the same business. If you come to develop your photos next time, I'll give you a 30% discount."

"That's great!"

Zhang Tianhao also looked very happy. It was obvious that the 30% discount really seemed to make him excited.

"Oh, Boss, how long does it take for this to work? Give me some of this fixative solution so I can practice when I get back. There are so many things to pay attention to when taking photos."

"Haha, sir, that job is not easy, it's just to make a living."

"That's right. I just came back from studying abroad. Now I have to find a way to make a living. I can't just sit there and do nothing, right?"

"indeed so!"

The boss also smiled. For these novice photo takers, they can at least earn some money. As for the future, who knows.

Doing business is not that easy. After all, the current world situation is really a headache.

"By the way, little brother, why did you think of taking pictures? This business is not easy to do."

"There is no other way. The money my family can afford is limited. Opening a photo studio is really the easiest and most cost-effective way. After all, I bought a camera abroad and brought it back!"

"So that's how it is!" (End of this chapter)