"Lao Li, come on, eat more."
"Boss Meng, that's enough, that's enough."
"Is that enough?"
"That's enough."
"Now that we're full, let's talk business."
Meng Shaoyuan lit a cigarette and took a puff: "A few days ago, I asked someone to tell you something, have you thought carefully about it?"
"Boss Meng, this is really too risky." Lao Li said with a bitter look on his face: "I have worked hard for so many years to get to my current position. If I am not careful in this matter, my job will be in danger." Even if it's lost. Boss Meng, I know Nong's power in Shanghai, and I absolutely dare not offend you. However, I have three children, the oldest is only 14 years old, and my wife is in poor health..."
Meng Shaoyuan listened patiently to his complaint: "Lao Li, I understand everything you said. To be honest, it was because of your family situation that I chose you. How much money can you make in your lifetime? ? Now as long as you finish this thing for me, you can get the money that will take you three lifetimes to earn, what do you think?"
Lao Li didn't speak, he just took the tea and drank it one sip after another.
"Here are three hundred dollars. Take it first and buy some food for your wife and children."
Meng Shaoyuan put the money on the table: "Whether you agree or not, we are all friends. You look at the scenery, but the family has so many mouths to feed, and it is hard to make ends meet every month. This little money should be treated as ours." friend."
"Boss Meng, this won't work, this won't work."
Lao Li said quickly.
Who are these people?
Military.
How dare you take the military commander's money?
Meng Shaoyuan's face turned serious: "Lao Li, it's up to you whether you can help me with my work or not, but now I deliberately want to be your friend, and you refuse? Doesn't it mean you don't take me seriously?"
Sweat began to appear on Lao Li's forehead.
Meng Shaoyuan sneered: "You know my identity. I'm looking for you because I think you can be useful to me. Since you don't give me any face, that's okay. Zhao Yun!"
"exist!"
"Send Mr. Li out not only with respect, but also with great fanfare. When passing by the Japan-Special Contact Point, we must let them see how we treat Mr. Li."
"Yes!" Zhao Yun replied loudly, and then stretched out his hand: "Mr. Li, please!"
"Wait, wait." Old Li panicked: "Boss Meng, let me think about it again, let me think about it again."
This is forcing yourself to die.
If the Japanese saw what the military commanders were doing, would they still have a way to survive?
These people... are too cruel.
Everyone is dead.
Lao Li gritted his teeth: "Boss Meng, I want to be your friend, but in addition to the money you promised to give me, I have another request."
"you say."
"It's over. If you send me and my whole family to Hong Kong, I will definitely not be able to stay in Shanghai."
"Just a small talk."
When Meng Shaoyuan said these four words, Lao Li suddenly thought of Du Yuesheng, Boss Du, who once dominated Shanghai.
Now there is no Boss Du, only Boss Meng.
This Boss Meng is much more ruthless than Boss Du back then...
…
"Sir, let's send him off."
Meng Shaoyuan took a sip of tea and said, "Do you have something to say?"
"No."
"I know what you want to say." Meng Shaoyuan said lightly: "You kind of sympathize with that Old Li, don't you?"
"Yes."
In front of his superiors, Zhao Yun did not dare to hide anything: "This is an ordinary little man. His lifelong wish is just to feed his family, but now he is involved in the struggle between military commanders and Japanese special forces..."
"Perhaps he will be killed by a bullet tomorrow." Meng Shaoyuan continued for him: "A small person doesn't provoke anyone, but he doesn't even have an ordinary life. How sad."
He smiled: "Is it sad? Not sad. Most of Shanghai has fallen. No one can live alone and live alone. Everyone is a pawn, no matter the big or small. Who allowed you to be born in this country? Or , you are Chinese, or you will become a traitor. It is impossible to live peacefully in the middle."
"Yes, sir, I was wrong."
"You are excellent." Meng Shaoyuan said slowly: "Since arriving in Shanghai, you have made rapid progress. But in our industry, you should be less compassionate. Otherwise, you will die sooner or later because of your compassion."
"Yes, sir."
Meng Shaoyuan stopped talking about the matter: "Prepare to arrange the evacuation plan for the guests, and you will be responsible for the safety of the dock area."
"yes!"
…
After a lot of trouble, Li Shiqun finally met this Dorobel:
Aixinjueluo Zairong.
He looked to be in his fifties, and his clothes were not as luxurious as expected, not even as luxurious as his butler.
At first glance, he looks like an ordinary little old man.
It's just the little braid on the back of the head that's particularly eye-catching.
Nowadays, there are not many people in Manchukuo who still have braids.
Li Shiqun was not careless at all.
Never judge a book by its cover.
Especially the jade ring on Zai Rong’s thumb, its color is as clear as water.
Although it looked smaller than the one worn by Butler Lu, Li Shiqun still knew something about this kind of jade ring that non-royal nobles would not dare to wear.
He looks ordinary, but his airs are extremely big.
There were two guests present, but he didn't say hello.
It looked like he had just gotten up. Butler Lu brought a bowl of ginseng soup. Zai Rong took it, drank it, gargled it in his mouth, held it for a while, and then spit it into a delicate copper basin.
Immediately a servant took away the copper basin.
Good guy, is this bowl of ginseng soup just for gargling his mouth?
Butler Lu immediately clapped his hands, and immediately several servants began to serve the dishes.
A total of eighteen dishes and six snacks were served.
Zai Rong ate alone.
Butler Lu helped Zai Rong to the dining table.
Zai Rong didn’t even do it himself.
Whichever dish his eyes fell on, Butler Lu immediately stretched out his silver chopsticks to pick it up.
As soon as he touched the dish, Zai Rong shook his head again and his eyes fell on another dish.
After going back and forth several times, Butler Lu finally picked up a chopstick of a dish that even Li Shiqun couldn't name.
Zai Rong finally picked up the chopsticks by himself, took a bite, then put down the chopsticks again and sighed:
"I'm full, please leave."
Butler Lu was almost in tears: "Master, please eat a little more."
"I can't eat anymore, I can't eat anymore."
Zai Rong sighed again: "Why has the country become like this..."
Li Shiqun originally thought that he was going to say a lot of words about worrying about the country and the people. Unexpectedly, Zai Rong sighed and said:
"When I was in the Qing Dynasty, the king was wise, the country was rich and the people were strong, and our lives were easy. But look at it now? Are these dishes for human consumption? Back then, the food in my family was better than this! "
Li Shiqun and Bian Tongzhou looked at each other with wry smiles on their faces.
Eighteen dishes and six dim sums, aren’t you satisfied?
If this person's identity is true, then the Qing Dynasty's death was not unjust at all!
