20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 529: A Lot of Money and Success

Looking at the fruit plate in front of him, Jiang Lianheng gradually stopped smiling and his eyes became increasingly stern.

Able to endure what ordinary people cannot endure - Du Yong is indeed different from other scoundrels.

To say that he is a man who can accomplish great things may be a bit of an exaggeration, but he definitely has the ambition to accomplish great things.

As for the "pear", it doesn't really matter whether it is referring to the shock suffered by the Sanjin Company, the situation of the Axe Gang in Shanghai, or the worries and crises that Du Yong has for himself and even people like them.

In either case, Du Yong’s meaning is very clear: he is not satisfied with the status quo, but is actively seeking change.

A local tyrant selling local products?

This positioning is obviously not his ultimate wish.

It is for this reason that he is willing to make concessions on his own initiative so as not to disrupt his upward climb and prevent him from joining the truly powerful class.

Jiang Lianheng was not confused by the appearance of the problem.

He picked up a piece of pear flesh with a toothpick on the table and ate it while saying, "Mr. Du is a businessman. He should understand that buying and selling is a matter of buying and selling. Whether a pear is good or rotten is always decided by the buyer. If the buyer likes it, a rotten pear is also a good pear; if the buyer dislikes it, a good pear is also a rotten pear."

Hearing this, Du Yong raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but re-examine the stranger who came from afar.

This is a competition of vision.

Good and evil, right and wrong, black and white, the standard for judging is not between you and me, not in public order and morality, but in the needs of the powerful.

The two sides seem to have the same ideas.

Du Yong smiled and nodded, and said humbly and flatteringly: "Mr. Jiang is indeed very insightful. I have learned a lot from you."

"This pear is good, very sweet!"

Jiang Lianheng smacked his lips to taste the pear, then pushed the pear to Liu Yansheng and looked up at Du Yong.

"Speaking of eating, I heard that Mr. Du is an expert. He eats three kinds of noodles in his life: face, dignity and occasion. I wonder if it is just a rumor or true?"

"I am so ashamed!" Du Yong hurriedly said with a smile, "It's just a few words of my experience. Please forgive me, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Lianheng said, "Mr. Du has a good appetite, unlike me, who is full after eating two bowls of noodles at most."

"Haha, I heard that northerners have big appetites. Two bowls of noodles, are they enough for Mr. Jiang?"

"Oh, my stomach is bloated from eating too much. I can't walk or run. I can't move."

"That's true." Du Yong laughed dumbly, "May I ask, which two bowls of noodles did Mr. Jiang eat?"

Jiang Lianheng leaned on the table, stretched his neck and replied: "The surface and the inside."

After he finished speaking, everyone was silent for a moment.

Jiang Lianheng and Du Yong looked at each other and then gradually began to laugh, while the others had serious expressions and waited for Du Yong to express his opinion.

After a long while, Du Yong finally spoke: "Eating noodles is for convenience, saving time and effort - Mr. Jiang, time waits for no one, this world can't be so chaotic forever, instead of fighting each other, it's better to get married as soon as possible and protect the family business!"

Yin Baokun nodded with satisfaction after hearing this, then turned to look at Jiang Lianheng and said, "Mr. Jiang, the pear has been eaten, Mr. Du has also expressed his stance, Axe helped the Shiliupu Wharf, and you have saved face, so you should forgive others when you can, what do you think?"

"With the old gentleman as a guarantor, of course the younger generation has no objection." Jiang Lianheng turned his head to look at Wang Laojiu, "Brother Jiu, what about you?"

"I hope Mr. Du can keep his word!" Wang Laojiu stared at Du Yong with sharp eyes.

"Good, good, good!" Yin Baokun was happy and said with a smile, "That's right, people in the martial arts world should support each other and value peace!"

After that, the old man shouted loudly at the door: "Come here, change the tea and wine, and call back the two people in the toilet! Spread the message: The Anqing Gang and the Axe Gang have shaken hands and made peace!"

At the command, the door opened.

The waiters celebrated loudly, served dishes and set the table, and the "Song" private room suddenly became busy.

In a short time, delicious dishes were served one after another, including boiled chicken, blanched shrimp, steamed sea bass, crispy pigeon, etc. The dishes were dazzling, all with Lingnan flavor.

Despite the conversation over tea, the atmosphere at the table was not very harmonious. Everyone was on edge and did not dare to take it lightly. Only old man Yin Baokun smiled and invited everyone to drink and eat.

"Please, please, please. Guests are welcome. Please feel free to eat as much as you can. I'm trying to stay healthy lately, so I'll just have these light vegetarian dishes."

Everyone nodded repeatedly but refused to eat more.

As they were talking, several waiters came into the room, brought out a large plate of sashimi, and congratulated in unison: "I wish you two great men long-lasting loyalty, abundant wealth, and great success!"

"Mr. Jiang, come and try some sashimi and see if you can get used to it!" Yin Baokun turned around and said with a smile, "Catch some, and you'll be prosperous and lucky!"

Jiang Lianheng nodded, picked up the chopsticks, and imitated the old man's way of eating. He picked up the sashimi, dipped it in sauce, added some greens, and swallowed it whole. He couldn't taste anything, so he had another piece. Only then did he realize that this dish was actually about the texture.

The stomach misses home the most. Liu Yansheng hasn't eaten such authentic hometown food for many years, so he looks particularly satisfied.

Seeing this, Yin Baokun couldn't help but smile and said, "Mr. Liu, take your time eating. We are from the same school and hometown. Come and visit us more often if you have time!"

"Yes, Shanghai has good restaurants from all over the province. Mr. Jiang has come from afar, so why not go around?" Du Yong said, "If you need a guide or need any help, you can always come to me. Don't worry, I will never refuse this time."

"That's great!" Jiang Lianheng said without hesitation, "I'm planning to stay in Shanghai for a few more days. Maybe I'll need Mr. Du to lead the way someday!"

It's just talk, no one takes it seriously.

Both parties were a little absent-minded, so the banquet naturally did not last long and ended in a hurry.

Perhaps it was because Yin Baokun was really prestigious, whether during the tea talk or the meal, everything was calm and everyone was safe.

When they were leaving the "Three Friends" restaurant, Du Yong originally planned to propose to send Jiang Lianheng and Wang Laojiu back home by car, but he was worried that the other party would become suspicious, so he simply gave up. They just exchanged a few polite words at the door of the restaurant before saying goodbye and leaving.

Watching the Axe Gang members gradually walk away, Ye Chaosan and Rong Qingrui approached Du Yong and asked in a deep voice, "Brother, are we just going to let them go like this?"

Du Yong hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't want to be an enemy of a desperado, especially when there is a smart person beside this desperado."

"That's true!" Ye Chaosan said with some concern, "I think Uncle Kun seems to like that kid named Liu."

"What about Zhang Xiaolin?" Rong Qingrui said, "He's very angry right now. And Lou Jingyuan has also been clamoring for revenge!"

Rationally, Du Yong did not want to provoke Jiang and Wang; emotionally, Zhang Xiaolin was his sworn brother, and Lou Jingyuan was his disciple.

It’s difficult!

Du Yong was silent for a long while, then he lowered his head and got into the car, mumbling helplessly: "I'll go back and persuade him again!"

……

On the other side, Jiang Lianheng and Wang Laojiu were sitting in rickshaws, rushing side by side towards the Anhui Hometown Association Hall. The brothers followed the rickshaws, fully alert.

After entering the French Concession, Jiang Lianheng reminded him worriedly, "Brother Jiu, I can't come to Shanghai often. You have to be careful with Du Yong in the future."

"Brother, don't worry!" Wang Laojiu said with disdain, "I know Du Yong is a cunning man, but he is not a tough nut to crack. He just bullies the weak and fears the strong. He has no chance in front of me! He is cruel, but I am even more cruel than him. To deal with people like them, you have to fight them head-on!"

The Axe Gang has its own way of doing things! Even if you give advice in a kind way, you have to stop at the right time.

Jiang Lianheng didn't say anything more, but he did not forget to mention the previous agreement and said, "I have two fellow villagers in Shanghai, one is dealing in medicinal materials, and the other is doing general merchandise trade. They will be in Shiliupu in the future. I hope that Brother Jiu can take care of them. After I return to Fengtian, I will send a few more brothers over. Then..."

"Brother, no need to say more, I'll take care of it!" Wang Laojiu laughed, "When we get to Shanghai, tell them to come to the guild hall to find me directly!"

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Jiu!" Jiang Lianheng nodded and replied in a low voice.

At this time, there was still a strong wind along the Huangpu River, but it did not make people feel cool.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, the air was gloomy and damp, and the wind blowing on my face felt sticky and astringent.

Jiang Lianheng won the first battle, but he was always frowning, as if something was on his mind.

All in all, he looked like someone who was worried about nothing.

Soon, two rickshaws slowly stopped in front of the Anhui Provincial Association Hall.

Jiang Lianheng got out of the car, but did not go into the house. Instead, he turned around and called Xifeng, and whispered, "Go to Zhabei Railway Station and buy some tickets!"

"Brother, are you leaving so soon?" Wang Laojiu came over and asked, "We just took over the dock, we have to go over and check it out, play for a few days before leaving!"

Jiang Lianheng grinned and forced a smile, "Brother Jiu, I am a homesick person. I have been in Shanghai for more than half a month. Now that my official business is done and my personal grudges are settled, it is time for me to go back. It is almost winter in my hometown of Fengtian."

"What's the big deal? It won't take more than a few days!"

"Brother Jiu, stop trying to persuade me. I'll come again when I have the chance, or you can come to Fengtian to find me."

I am eager to go home, but I am very nervous.

There is no basis for this, it's just a very strong intuition!

Li Zhengxi had followed Jiang Lianheng for more than ten years, so he could tell, so he asked, "How about buying a ticket for tomorrow morning?"

Jiang Lianheng shook his head and said, "Choose the nearest one to buy, or go to northern Jiangsu. In short, leave Shanghai tonight!"

…………

"What? Leaving tonight?"

Inside the Old Town Apartment Building, Chuang Hu was extremely surprised when he heard the news. He looked at Jiang Lianheng who was packing his luggage and said in bewilderment, "Boss, why, why is it so sudden? This... I, I am not prepared at all!"

"Are you the emperor leaving the palace or something? What do you have to prepare?" Jiang Lianheng stuffed his suit into the box. "Just go if I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"No... the point is, we haven't even spent the money on the dance tickets yet, so it's all wasted!"

"Forget it, that's a child's ticket, just keep it as a souvenir when you go back!"

"Boss, you are too good at insulting me. There is no child ticket for this thing!" Chuanghu frowned and asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen during the tea talk?"

Jiang Lianheng stood up, pointed at Chuanghu and cursed: "Stop talking nonsense, pack your things quickly, or I--"

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly froze all over, covered his abdomen with his hands, and hunched over, with a look of pain on his face.

Seeing this, Chuanghu was frightened and hurried forward to ask: "Boss, what happened to you? Are you poisoned? Someone come, big brother is poisoned--"

"Don't curse me!" Jiang Lianheng pointed at Chuanghu's nose and warned him with difficulty, "Don't eat sashimi. I'm going to squat in the pit. You hurry up and pack your things!"

"boom!"

The bathroom door is closed.

Chuanghu stood there in a daze, still very confused.

Gradually, he frowned, sniffed around, and then his pupils trembled. He quickly covered his mouth and nose and ran towards Liu Yansheng's room.

As soon as he entered the house, he ran into Xi Wenzhao and Shi Liancheng.

The two of them originally lived downstairs in the apartment building. When they heard that Jiang Lianheng and the others were leaving, they went upstairs to try to keep them and ask about the situation.

But Liu Yansheng was also very confused and couldn't tell the reason at all. In the end, he could only attribute it to -

"The boss might be thinking about his sister-in-law!"

Chuanghu couldn't help but lean back and asked, "Brother, do you believe this?"

"Married couple, why not believe this?" Liu Yansheng laughed, "Back then, it was my master who read the fortunes for the boss and my sister-in-law!"

"Is it suitable?" Chuanghu asked.

Liu Yansheng thought about it, then laughed and said, "Haha, it depends on the time. Sometimes it's a good match, and sometimes it's a conflict. Anyway, don't say too much. If the boss wants to leave, then leave!"

As he was speaking, a soft Wu dialect floated in from outside the door.

"Oh my, Boss Jiang is leaving so soon?"

Mrs. Mei was wearing a black cheongsam embroidered with white jasmine flowers and a very delicate gold necklace. She walked with a graceful figure.

"How are you guys doing living here these days?" she asked.

Liu Yansheng nodded repeatedly: "It's okay, it's okay. Thank you for your hard work, Mrs. Mei. It's a good thing that you are here, so let's check the room!"

"Oh, there's no rush! But I have to make it clear in advance, even though you haven't lived here for a month, the rent cannot be refunded!"

"That's right, that's what we should do!"

"That's good. Hey, why isn't Mr. Jiang here?" Mrs. Mei asked.

“Uh—” Chuanghu quickly blocked the door and smiled awkwardly, “I advise you not to disturb our boss now. He’s a little…uncomfortable!”

Just at this moment, footsteps were heard in the corridor.

Wen Tingge climbed up the stairs and saw everyone gathered in the corridor. He couldn't help but go forward to ask what was going on.

He had just returned from the vicinity of Zhang Mansion, and Zhang Xiaolin had not made any unusual movements for the entire day.

Therefore, when Wen Tingge heard that his boss was leaving Shanghai tonight, he was a little surprised, but he did not question it at all and did not care about his tiredness, so he immediately went into the house to pack his luggage.

Everyone was busy, and when it was getting dark, Li Zhengxi finally arrived back.

"Brother, there are too many people in Shanghai, and it's hard to buy tickets!" Xifeng complained, "The nearest bus is only at 10:30 pm, and it's to northern Jiangsu. Do we need to be so anxious?"

Jiang Lianheng lit a cigarette, stood briskly by the window, looked downstairs for a moment, then turned around and nodded heavily.

"Everything is done. If we stay one more day, there will be another day of uncertainty. We'll leave tonight!"

(End of this chapter)