mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 414 It's time for me to go back and fall into the encirclement
Rebecca Levi was taken aback.

But he immediately realized that Zhao Chuanxin should be joking.

She said, "Boss, the house in front is my home."

Zhao Chuanxin saw a small house, the lawn in front of the door was well-kept, and the road surface was different from other places, without any garbage or fallen leaves.

You can tell at a glance that it is a place where clean and tidy people live.

She wanted to dismount, but couldn't.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed her waist with both hands and sent her down.

Tsk tsk, I don't know if I don't pinch, this waist-to-hip ratio is against the sky.

"Thank you boss." Rebecca Levi lowered her head and whispered softly.

Zhao Chuanxin handed over a large open glass bottle: "Go back and fill me with a bottle of water."

Rebecca Levi had already turned her head. Hearing this, she hurried back to take the bottle, and limped back with her head down.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that the lights in the house were on, and after a while, Rebecca Levi came out holding the bottle.

For such a long time, no accidents happened, which means it is very safe.

"Boss, your water."

Zhao Chuanxin took the bottle and waved his hand like chasing flies: "Go away."

Rebecca Levi bit her lip and turned back to the house.

She suddenly thought of something, endured the pain in her ankle, and went back to the house to get the bread.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin had already rode out less than 20 meters away.

Just as she was about to call to stop him and give him the bread, she found that not far away, Zhao Chuanxin poured her new bottle of water on the side of the road.

Then gallop away on horseback.

She frowned puzzledly, then smiled.

What did she understand.

It's a pity that Zhao Chuanxin has never seen this woman smile. If he saw this woman, he would be amazed.

……

Mott Street, in an unremarkable small white house.

Kang Youwei hesitated to write.

His little daughter-in-law He Zhan asked, "Husband, why are you so sad?"

Kang Youwei advocated monogamy. At the beginning, he said: "When two people like each other, they will unite, and when two people hate each other, they will separate."

And many times publicly stated that men and women are equal.

However, he himself married six wives across China, Japan and the United States all his life.

He Zhan is an overseas Chinese living in the United States. Somehow, he was impressed by the talent of the wretched Kang Youwei.

Her language talent helped Kang Youwei a lot when he traveled around the world.

Kang Youwei sighed: "My husband's heart is saving the world every day, and he always takes saving the world as his business. I don't want to go to the United States this time and provoke evil people."

"Husband, don't worry, haven't you already done your work?"

Fear flashed across Kang Youwei's eyes.

The few Europeans he hired were said to have died miserably.

The New York police detective named Charles Baker was sieved by Zhao Chuanxin.

And Zhao Chuanxin himself is even scarier than this.

Even if others are abroad, they have heard of Zhao Chuanxin's notoriety. He was a ruthless man who dared to bombard Cixi, stabbed Prince Qing's son, and beat the up-and-coming Japanese to death.

Looking at this person after he was born, eight words can sum up his behavior - life and death are indifferent, if you don't accept it, do it!

It has been many years since the next ruthless person appeared, and his name is Wang Yaqiao.

The principles may be the same, but his results cannot be compared with the current Zhao Chuanxin.

Although he was afraid, Kang Youwei still said righteously: "I am not afraid of him as a husband, but Kang has been running around all over the country since he was planning the reform. He hates to be missed by this thief. It is so difficult to mourn the world, and we lament the violence of people's hearts."

He Zhan nodded: "Yes, I didn't expect him to be Zhao Chuanxin. He is as cruel and hateful as the rumors say. He deserves to die for such a poor man."

Kang Youwei got up and paced back and forth: "This old man's disciples are all over the world, and there are countless confidants in the United States. Since he, Zhao Chuanxin, wants to touch this old man, this old man is not the type to be slaughtered. For the great cause of the country, this old man has no choice but to fight with him." Put it all together, and go find Yang Yuying tomorrow!"

He added in his heart: I have plenty of money, enough to buy your life!
And Yang Yuying was the Consul General of the Qing Dynasty in New York.

……

Zhao Chuanxin has no money.

So I came to the hospital to visit Situ Meitang, without even carrying an orange.

He was walking in the corridor when a female doctor suddenly stopped him: "Sir, are you injured?"

Zhao Chuanxin looked down and said with a smile: "There is no need for treatment, because the blood is not mine, and the owner of the blood does not need treatment now."

Female doctor: "..."

What do you mean?
Zhao Chuanxin ignored her, found the ward, opened the door and entered.

"Brother Situ, how do you feel?"

Situ Meitang leaned on the pillow, saw Zhao Chuanxin, and smiled: "I can't die."

Chen Yigeng, who had been waiting day and night for the past few days, looked haggard and said unnaturally, "Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded to him.

This guy seems to know his identity.

Situ Meitang said to Chen Yigeng: "You go out first, I'll talk to Brother Zhao about something."

When Chen Yigeng left, Zhao Chuanxin sat on the chair with Dama Jindao: "Speaking of which, it was thanks to a pool of oil on the ground that day, otherwise I might have suffered a little injury. Fortunately, brother Situ blocked the gun for me at the back, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. "

Situ Meitang coughed, touched the wound, and grinned in pain: "Actually, Chen Yigeng poured the oil."

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned: "Why is he pouring oil?"

Then he remembered that the oil was behind his back in the first place.

The main thing is to turn around and step on it, and it will be strange if you don't make a fool of yourself.

"This kid, you are too small-minded, do you want to take revenge on me?"

Situ Meitang hurriedly said: "He doesn't know your identity, Brother Zhao, so don't blame him. In fact, he regards you as a role model, and he often stands up for us Chinese, and loyalty comes first."

Zhao Chuanxin rubbed his nose: "I'm very ashamed. Apart from my noble character and noble sentiments, I really have no merits."

Situ Meitang laughed.

He had some idea of ​​Zhao Chuanxin's temper.

"What's the matter with the blood and gunpowder smell on your body?"

Seeing his miserable state, Zhao Chuanxin didn't want to worry him, so he said, "Oh, it's nothing, I'm just going to practice shooting."

American Iai has degenerated from [-]th dan to [-]nd dan, so it should be practiced.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't reveal anything, and didn't want Situ Meitang to worry about the outside world.

He patted Situ Meitang on the shoulder: "Brother Situ, rest at ease. If you have something to say in the future, Zhao will not let you down too much."

Today, it is mainly because of such a promise.

After going out, Zhao Chuanxin saw that Chen Yigeng was smoking with Abraham Cohen at the end of the corridor.

He walked over and lit one too.

After taking a deep breath, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly shouted: "Chen Yigeng!"

Chen Yigeng was shocked: "Mr. Zhao, I, I..."

Zhao Chuanxin stared at him: "Is it the loss of morality, or the distortion of human nature? How dare you do that?"

Abraham Cohen didn't know why.

Chen Yigeng's body stiffened.

For a moment, he gritted his teeth: "One person does things and the other person is..."

Zhao Chuanxin interrupted him: "The hospital is a place to cure diseases and save lives. How dare you smoke here, you twisted person?"

Chen Yigeng: "Ahem..."

Choked by the smoke, he almost didn't catch his breath.

Zhao Chuanxin played tricks on him, which was regarded as revenge for his pouring oil that day.

Then, he lifted Chen Yigeng's clothes to look, and there was a bottle of oil hanging on this guy's waist.

Chen Yigeng's cheeks swelled.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly asked him: "Do you have any opponents and enemies in Anliangtang?"

Chen Yigeng was taken aback.

Zhuo, the boss is really good at predicting things.

Zhao Chuanxin actually asked this question.

According to Situ Meitang's explanation, he shook his head decisively: "No."

In fact, there are, and many.

There are regional hometown associations, clan associations of four surname halls, and lifelong rivals—Xiesheng hall.

In addition, there is also the original Royalist Association, now renamed the Imperial Constitutional Council, which are also their potential enemies.

Chen Yigeng didn't know why Situ Meitang concealed it, but he had one advantage: he was obedient.

Zhao Chuanxin said, "Oh, that's it, that's good."

It seems that I can only repay one or two in other ways.

When Zhao Chuanxin left the ward, Chen Yigeng was about to go back to accompany him, so he pleaded guilty and left.

Zhao Chuanxin and Abraham Cohen sat on the stairs and continued to smoke.

Abraham Cohen asked: "Boss, is Rebecca home safe? It's a dangerous night in New York. I'm really worried about her going alone."

"Isn't this nonsense? I'm the biggest danger in New York City, what danger can she encounter?"

"..."

Makes sense.

Abraham Cohen took a puff of smoke: "Boss, when you assign me an area, I will reserve an internal spot for her."

"Okay, you can let her use the second plan."

The first solution is to directly pay a lot of franchise fees, and then the company will provide ready-made food trucks and raw materials, and be responsible for training and induction.

The second option is the form of leasing and franchising, which is specially prepared for the poor but capable, hardworking and pragmatic.

To do business is to be Ding Kemao, Zhao Chuanxin has long understood this truth, no matter how close or distant, the rules are the rules.

Many people have a hot head and do business with relatives and friends in partnership. At the beginning, they can't tell the priority and don't set the rules, or don't strictly abide by the rules.

If you break up later, you will sigh with emotion: Never do business with relatives and friends in partnership.

Typical choking waste.

The second plan is the limit that Zhao Chuanxin can give.

Abraham Cohen was also very smart, nodded: "Good boss."

Zhao Chuanxin stopped talking.

Let them deal with the messy relationship between their uncle, nephew, aunt and Fa Xiao.

Abraham Cohen sighed: "Rebecca is a good girl, she is beautiful and kind, but her fate is not very good."

Zhao Chuanxin said perfunctorily: "Well, any girl who doesn't like to laugh will have bad luck."

"..." Abraham Cohen defended her: "She used to love to laugh, but later... Forget it, anyway, she was kind, strong and lively before."

"Yeah, you're right, you can bring her to the banquet, she must be lively."

Can a person who likes to socialize not be lively?
Zhao Chuanxin continued to perfunctory.

Tell Lao Tzu that some of these are not.

Abraham Cohen thought that Zhao Chuanxin had a prejudice against her, so he hurriedly said: "Boss, it's not what you think. I invited her here because I told her that the boss can take care of her cousin in Xinxin Prison, so she is here." I went. It’s just that after the incident happened, she didn’t have the chance to ask you to take care of her cousin.”

This surprised Zhao Chuanxin.

Originally, he was not very interested, but after Abraham Cohen said this, and then recalled the girl, the contradictory points in Zhao Chuanxin's impression of her suddenly became clear.

He said, how could it be possible for such a shy, timid and strong girl to be entangled with her uncle and nephew at the same time?
But there is still a big question.

Why Rebecca Levy Married Abraham Cohen's Cousin

But this has nothing to do with Zhao Chuanxin.

He got up and patted his buttocks: "Okay, I should hurry back to the first branch and be surrounded by the police."

"Walter's law...?"

(End of this chapter)