The journey starts from the Titanic

In private, the two also talked about Yunnan. For this newly acquired site, the two hated the spread of opium.

"Now Shanghai is holding the Far East International Narcotics Control Conference. I think we should make our voice heard. The Northern Expedition will not only bring down the Northern Warlords, but also carry out profound social reforms. Opium, a harmful thing, must be eradicated."

Chen Jiongming gritted his teeth.

"Of course. After we take Shanghai, we will call those rascals of the Qinggang look good!" Situ Nan echoed.

Chen Jiongming highly appreciates Situ Nan's Southwest Railway Project, and believes that the railway and tobacco farming industry can effectively change Yunnan's dependence on opium.

Britain and France are the most fond of opium trafficking in China. They plant a large amount of opium in the Burma area under their control. Chen Jiongming decided to send an anti-drug team to Yunnan to crack down on opium crimes.

Situ Nan was relieved that at this time in history, Guangzhou under the rule of the Kuomintang was rampant in opium gambling. In order to raise military expenses for the Northern Expedition, the Ministry of Finance, headed by Song Ziwen, levied taxes on Guangzhou arbitrarily.This is certainly an expedient measure, but Situ Nan does not want this brutal history to repeat itself.

Just when Situ Nan and Chen Jiongming were negotiating triumphantly, Shanghai's beach was surging again.The warlord Qi Xieyuan of Jiangsu and the warlord Lu Yongxiang of Zhejiang were fighting for a rich Shanghai. Of course, they did not dare to fight in the concession, but the guns from Kunshan and Qingpu around the Shanghai concession were rumbling, even the arrogant foreigners were sitting there. While watching the excitement while drinking coffee in a high-rise building, there is also a bit of worry on his face.

Song's house on Nanjing Road.

The situation in Shanghai is becoming increasingly tense. The Soviet-Zhejiang War caused heavy losses to Meihua Company. The warehouses in Shanghai were piled up like mountains, and the transportation routes to Hangzhou, Nanjing and other places seemed to be interrupted for some days.

Song Ziwen got out of the car with a worried expression on his face. After Lin Yimin left Shanghai, Song Ziwen took over Shanghai Meihua Company. "I don't know what happened to Yimin in Guangzhou? It should be soon, right?"

Song Ziwen thought to himself that Meihua's China headquarters is in Shanghai, but the Guangzhou branch is relatively independent. In the past six months, a large amount of funds and materials have poured into Guangzhou. Just think about it with your toes to know what they are going to do.

It's just that at the moment when things are not decided, Song Ziwen's heart is always a little anxious.

When I walked to the door of the house, I suppressed my depression, and walked in with a smile.

"Where is Miss San? Haven't come back yet? Is it more busy than me?" Song Ziwen asked the butler.

Soong Meiling is now a hot and hot woman in Shanghai. She either manages the poster company or attends various charity events. She is a big show. However, what makes Song Ziwen a little uncomfortable is that the number of times the brother and sister meet is decreasing.

"It's all caused by that bastard."

Before the steward could answer, Song Ziwen waved his hand, probably knowing the thoughts of his so strong sister, and would not consider other things when he was busy.

Now Song Meiling is not like the so-called salons in Shanghai in the past few years. She is fascinated by the so-called salons in Shanghai. She has gradually moved away from the fashion, perfume, dancing and other topics in the social circle of celebrities. She has become a hot business woman and social activist. Miss Song San’s reputation is in Shanghai. The beach is getting bigger and bigger.

"Look, are you looking for an opportunity to introduce a boyfriend to the third sister? If you keep waiting like this, you will become an old girl."

Sheng Qi straightened her belly and stroked her swollen belly, with a happy smile on her face.After marrying into the Song family, she changed a lot. She quickly changed from the role of Miss Fu Jiajiao to the role of a good wife, and she knew how to take responsibility.

"I can't control this, and you can't control it. Don't worry about her affairs." Song Ziwen laughed, somewhat helpless and proud.The women of the Song family have a higher heart than the sky, and all of them are looking up to the sky. Is it that Song Ziwen can easily make the decision?

Even if his father is alive, he can't control it, right?Song Ziwen thought to himself, anyway, there is a second sister as a role model.

"By the way, is your brother still gambling lately?" Song Ziwen asked casually.

Sheng Aiyi's face darkened. Song Ziwen was quite critical of the Sheng family. None of Sheng Xuanhuai's sons used them. What Song Ziwen looked down on most was that it was nothing but waste, and he liked gambling and smoking.

However, Sheng Laosi (Sheng Enyi) seems to have grown a lot recently. He knows how to open a gambling hall and smokehouse. He is close to the gangsters and seems to be mingled with the Japanese. Song Ziwen is not relieved, I hope that guy Converge.

"I'll try to persuade him." Sheng Aiyi replied, so softly that she couldn't even guarantee it, only that Song Ziwen was kindly concerned.

Song Ziwen is not easy to say clearly that Wang Yaqiao and other Zhi Gong Dang forces in Shanghai have been in trouble with the Qing Gang and the Japanese from the very beginning, and they also mingled in and fought against each other openly.The wastes of the Sheng family were mixed in, and it was a dead end.

"Okay, let's not talk about it." Song Ziwen stroked her sweet wife's somewhat round face, and the eyes of the two began to burn.

"What are you talking about? I will listen too!"

Song Meiling came in with a spring breeze, her tight-fitting cheongsam outlined her figure very slim and moving.

"As for you, you are as busy as the prime minister, even my brother is rare to see." Song Ziwen said in an angry voice.

"Aren't you the same?" Song Meiling gave Song Ziwen a white look and smiled, "Recently, there have been wars everywhere, the situation is turbulent, and Shanghai Beach is not peaceful, but it is a good thing for our newspaper. I can't keep an eye on it."

Song Meiling sat down with a haggard face, but her eyes were excited.

The Shanghai Poster Industry Company under her control has heavyweight newspapers and periodicals such as Ta Kung Pao, with distribution channels in Shanghai, Tianjin, Guangzhou and other major cities. In addition, there are other newspapers and magazines attached to them, which add up to 50 or 60 copies, and have become an important force leading public opinion. .

When necessary, the newspapers under its banners can also attack each other and perform a few good shows to achieve the effect of confusion.

Now Song Meiling has a communications team of hundreds of people, most of which are composed of reporters stationed in various places, and some are intelligence agents from Nanhua and Guangzhou. They have strong intelligence gathering capabilities.

Soong Meiling knows a lot about the news that the Guangzhou government wants the Northern Expedition. She is cooperating with the Intelligence Ministry to create a favorable atmosphere for the Northern Expedition.

She paused, her expression serious, and glanced in the direction of the study in the corner of the building.The two brothers and sisters came to the study and continued the topic.

"In a few days, I am going to Guangzhou, there is a deputy in the propaganda department over there, what do you think?" Song Meiling asked in a deliberate tone, her eyes a little eager.

"Lin Yimin urged me too, but I can't leave Shanghai yet. Now there are people there, so you should go."

Song Ziwen nodded, glanced at Song Meiling, and said to her heart: It's not just because of work to go so anxiously?

Seeing the smile in her brother's eyes, Song Meiling's face was flushed.

Chapter 50

Song Meiling represents the Song family. The Song family did not choose Sun Wen's Kuomintang camp. In addition to differences in ideas, it was more out of consideration of practical interests. Facts have proved that the Song family's decision was correct.

"You will definitely have a lot of criticism when you go this time. I hope you remain humble and unrelenting. As long as you make achievements, people's attitudes will change."

Song Meiling calmly got off the boat, her eyes were firm, and Song Ziwen's words echoed in her ears. She secretly determined to break people's prejudice against women for thousands of years with actions.

There was a light rain in the sky, and the sea breeze disturbed Song Meiling's hair. She trembled slightly and felt a chill. She raised her head and saw a familiar face. She couldn't help but stop, her heart thumping.

Situ Nan held an umbrella in his hand and smiled, floating in front of Song Meiling like a cloud.When we meet again, Song Meiling has completely faded away from her youthfulness, and she exudes a mature charm.

Gently wiped off the raindrops on Song Meiling's head, she couldn't help but praised: "The beauty is outstanding, don't let the eyebrows be shaved."

Song Meiling raised her head, seeing the heat in Situ Nan's eyes, a blush flashed across her face, her head was slightly lowered, and her shyness was somewhat sweet.

"Asshole!"

She immediately raised her head, stomped her foot, and thumped Situ Nan's chest. She felt a little angry and sad when she thought that this guy had not seen herself for two years.

"Guangzhou has changed a lot! Four years ago, the Dongshan area was just a wasteland, with few decent houses. The dilapidated city wall at that time had not been demolished, like a gloomy corpse wrapped in Guangzhou."

When passing by Meihua Road, Situ Nan looked at the high-rise buildings on both sides, lined with foreign shops, busy with traffic, and lined with neon billboards. It was a prosperous scene and couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, it is comparable to the ten-mile foreign market on the Bund in Shanghai, where Anglo-American-Italian-French and other ocean companies have established offices here. Foreign electrical appliances, cosmetics and other modern goods are on the shelves of department stores. Nanhua also produces a lot of goods, cloth, Tobacco has the best market. The most amazing thing is that locally produced industrial products account for more than half of the market, which is amazing."

Song Meiling smiled and leaned her head on Situ Nan's shoulders, like a few treasures. When she passed by Sincere Department Store, American China Bank, Nanyang Tobacco and other large companies, she enthusiastically introduced Situ Nan, a pair of beautiful eyes fell on Situ Nan from time to time. Face.

"How do you know so clearly?"

Situ Nan turned around, stared at the woman close at hand, and asked with a smile.

Four years ago, Meihua Road was planned by Situ Nan. Today, it is the most prosperous business district in Guangzhou. According to a brief estimate, the value of the entire Meihua Road is no less than US$300 million.Meihua Company secretly controls most of the properties, basically the entire street is owned by Meihua Company, and the income from it can no longer be calculated with money.