There are only a few main roads in the French Concession, and various restaurants, casinos, dance halls, etc. are mostly clustered on these main roads. The remaining small shops with no strength, as well as other life service shops, are all located in small roads or alleys.
Guangsheng Tea House is a place where a bunch of gangsters can treat themselves to guests. The quality is certainly not bad. It is located on the east section of Xiafei Road, not far from the prison on Xiafei Road.
Qi Si parked the car steadily and looked doubtfully at the Qing Gang members who were hiding from the sun everywhere outside the teahouse, as well as Hua Qiu who was chatting and laughing with them: "Are these people from Xiafei Road? Look at them. A few familiar faces, they seem to be Liu Yitong’s men? What are they doing here?”
"Liu Yitong is also a member of the Youth Gang. There are so many people in his territory today, but they have no reputation to defect to the Japanese. When someone goes out and is killed in the street, what should I do if it is put on his head? Look, a Everyone brought so many people out that the cars here could hardly stop. But all these people actually laughed at me, saying that I, Wang, was greedy for life and afraid of death. It was really interesting."
How did Wang Yan's reputation get ruined? It was this group of people who couldn't stand his reputation and helped him spread the word overtly and covertly. Can a kid who doesn’t understand anything make up a jingle? I just can't stand it, it's disgusting.
Yue Jinshan had been waiting at the door early. Watching a lone car approaching, he trotted over and opened the door: "Inspector Wang, please."
Wang Yan got out of the car with a smile and stood beside the car to straighten his clothes. Now that the weather is getting hot, he doesn't wear that much. His upper body is just a long-sleeved white shirt, with three buttons on the collar unbuttoned. The long sleeves are rolled up to his elbows, giving him a loose and casual look. His lower body is trousers and leather shoes. An old match. A pistol was clearly visible on his back.
After all, he is also a celebrity in Shanghai. Although he is a gangster, he still has to take his status into consideration, so he cannot wear big pants and half sleeves. That is how he dresses at home. In this day and age, it is disrespectful to go out in such cool clothes, especially when attending a youth gang meeting like this. It's such a hot day. Why is Yue Jinshan still wearing a long coat?
In fact, uniforms are also issued in the arresting room, which are shorts and half-sleeved. They are not much different from the summer uniforms of the police force when they were chasing dragons. They are what Liu Yitong's men standing on the street are wearing now. It's just that he didn't like it because it was uncomfortable and ugly, so he didn't wear it. After all, he has become a detective, so who cares what he wears?
After adjusting his clothes and shaking the heavy watch on his wrist, Yue Jinshan, who was half a step behind, led him into the teahouse and headed upstairs.
The situation upstairs is not consistent with what Yue Jinshan said. In fact, there are not only the few people Yue Jinshan mentioned yesterday, but dozens of people here. Some of these people have retired, some are in power, some are businessmen, bank managers, etc. Although their energy varies, they are all people with some status.
This shows how big the Qinggang is. After all, the people here are all people who can walk the talk. They are not the little bosses. There are dozens of big brother-level figures. If you zoom in like this layer by layer, it will be a Huge numbers. However, as the saying goes, Hongmen is a large area and the Qinggang is a line. Although the rules of the Qinggang are no longer obvious and the rules have begun to recruit disciples, in fact there are not many real Qinggang members, and most of them are peripheral hooligans.
In any case, under such circumstances, it is strange that things can go well in Shanghai.
Seeing Wang Yan coming up, those people sitting here, except for the people of the 'big' and 'tong' generations, all stood up and greeted Wang Yan with their hands in a low posture.
Wang Yan was not polite, and returned the courtesy with his hands. He sat down at the front table and said, "When you informed me yesterday, you didn't say there was such a big battle. Uncles, what do you mean?"
When the invitation is given, Feng Nairong, who is in charge, should speak first. He was in his fifties and somewhat chubby. Looking at his kind eyes, he laughed and said, "I heard that you came to the banquet. The other brothers also wanted to come over and see your heroic appearance as Inspector Wang. In front of you. You look familiar."
For a moment, the second floor was buzzing with compliments, and all the people saw were smiling faces. There were even some people with big scars on their faces, who looked like they were usually fierce people, but at this time they couldn't help but smile sincerely.
Wang Yan also laughed and said: "Wang grew up in the market, started on the streets, is stronger than the Youth Gang, and is richer than the French. Although there have been some bumps along the way, the storms he has experienced are far less than those of his predecessors, so it can be considered smooth sailing. Adversity makes people grow, good times make them arrogant and domineering, and Wang happens to be somewhere in between. Young people don’t like old rules, and they don’t have any scheming. Wang knows everything, but he doesn’t pretend to be confused, and he always goes straight. . In this current situation, I’m afraid I won’t be able to eat, so I might as well open the skylight and speak out. What do you think?”
"Okay, have fun! Then say whatever you want."
Feng Nairong was basically the representative here. They had already unified their opinions yesterday. Otherwise, they would not have given Wang Yan a message. So under the gaze of everyone, he said: "Zhang Xiaolin was poisoned by the military commander and was killed in the Zhang Mansion." , I think you already know this news, the photos have been circulated, and the death was tragic. After Zhang Xiaolin died, his men were in chaos. The Japanese could not directly send people to control them, even if they sent people, they would not be able to control them. . They can't find any other prestigious people to subdue the mob. I heard that the Japanese came to find you last night?"
"Yes, Akihiro Omura of the Japanese Consulate approached me and wanted me to give up being French and take over Zhang Xiaolin's position. The conditions offered were not bad. In addition to tariff compensation, he also asked me to directly become the mayor."
"Do you agree?" After exchanging glances with the others, the old guy Feng Nairong's voice trembled a little when he spoke.
He can know that the Japanese are looking for Wang Yan, which is not difficult. All you need to know is Wang Yan's activities and the faces of some senior Japanese officials. The reason why I sent the invitation after Omura Akihiro left was because Wang Yan was having dinner with the Japanese before. If not for this, Wang Yan would have arrived at Jinshan just after he had eaten.
Of course they also thought that the Japanese would win over Wang Yan and let Wang Yan do things, but they really didn't know the specific conditions. Now that Wang Yan said it himself, they realized that the Japanese valued Wang Yan so much that they directly promised him the position of mayor. You know, Zhang Xiaolin had defected to the Japanese for so long, but this matter was not implemented, and now he agreed to Wang Yan's appointment. Doesn't this mean that in the eyes of the Japanese, Wang Yan is more important. Even if the current situation is different, the Japanese are eager to solve the problem and raise the price, but it also proves Wang Yan's value.
They still want to fool the stupid boy. Now that he is going to be the fucking mayor, how can he be so easy to fool?
Wang Yan knew what they were thinking and shook his head with a smile: "Don't you know I'm so greedy for life and afraid of death? The mayor is indeed very tempting, but you have to live to enjoy it. Zhang Xiaolin just died, even if you give me eight courages, he won't If you dare to come forward, it will be a trap, and whoever goes there will die."
Feng Nairong had a look on his face that said, "I'll be relieved then." He smiled and spoke in praise of Wang Yan: "It's rare to be able to control yourself in the face of such a huge temptation. The most important thing in life is to act within your ability. .You are young, but your character is not bad."
This kind of words comes from the perspective of elders looking at younger generations, seniors looking at younger generations, and the strong looking at the weak. Under normal circumstances, Wang Yan wouldn't bother to pay attention to this kind of relying on one's elders and selling one's elders, and moral kidnapping. But it was different now. They came to beg him, and they had to act like elders when begging for help. Besides, there was no so-called love between them, so Wang Yan would certainly not indulge in his bad habits.
"Uncle Feng, as well as all the uncles and uncles, it's not Wang who is domineering. Although they all belong to the Youth Gang and are one family, everyone knows that it is just talk. You and Wang don't have much. There has been no conflict or cooperation in the past. Don't put on airs with me. Uncle and uncle are just titles. It's not that you really sit on my head and act like an uncle or a master. Why does Wang need other people's approval for his actions? Do you think so? No, Uncle Feng?"
Feng Nairong's face looked a little ugly. Yue Jinshan, who was sitting not far away, stood up and said: "Inspector Wang, the gang rules clearly state that you are not allowed to look down on your predecessors or be disrespectful. You still have to respect the elders as they should." Right?"
"A joke, a big joke. How old are you, and you still tell me the gang rules? Don't you know what Du Yong did when he ran away to Hong Kong? Don't you know what Zhang Xiaolin did? The gang rules also said It is forbidden to rape, steal, commit adultery, engage in disorder, and not bully the elderly, women, and children. Who abides by it? They kill people, make fire, force girls into prostitution, lend money to the poor, destroy their families, sell their children and daughters, and even smoke pipes without conscience. , the union does not make decisions for the workers, and the company does not adhere to the spirit of the contract, but only bullies the common people. These things are not done by you? Tell me about the predecessors and the big ones? Who has more guns, who has more money, and whose Whoever has great power is powerful and respected!"
Wang Yan cursed with a smile on his face, but he had a dog-like face. He immediately stopped smiling and changed his face to a gloomy expression: "I'm talking to Uncle Feng, do you have the right to interrupt? Who do you think you are? Ah Si!"
Far away, Qi Si, who was smoking bored by the window, heard Wang Yan's greeting, threw away the cigarette in his hand, and ran into the field: "Brother Yan!"
"Hit him!" Wang Yan pointed at Yue Jinshan.
"Okay." Qi Si grinned, looking at Yue Jinshan not far away who was clenching his fists, gritting his teeth, his cheeks bulging, his face flushed, his head lowered and motionless, he hugged his fists symbolically: "I'm sorry, this A big brother."
After saying that, he took a few steps to run, and then he passed with a big flying kick. Yue Jinshan held the kick with both hands, and the huge impact pushed him back several steps and knocked over a table. Fortunately, the people at that table saw something was wrong and got out of the way in advance.
Qi Si was not surprised that the attack was blocked. He stepped forward and greeted him with various tricky attacks. However, because he is young and his body bones have not yet matured, although his moves are very spicy, his attack power is relatively low.
Yue Jinshan was also a martial artist, tall and powerful, but he did not dare to fight back and could only passively defend against Qi Si's attack. At this moment, he very much hoped that Feng Nairong could speak, or that others here could speak. But unfortunately, no one spoke up. They all looked at Wang Yan, who was sitting there smiling and drinking tea, and Feng Nairong, whose face was livid, with various thoughts.
No one who can be here is a fool. Is Wang Yan attacking Yue Jinshan? of course not. He was slapping Feng Nairong, those veterans of the "big" and "tong" generation, and all of them.
These people know that Wang Yan knows the purpose of inviting Wang Yan here. Wang Yan knows that these people know that he knows the purpose of being invited here today. Everyone knows it.
He came in and sat down before saying a few words. Wang Yan said that he would not pretend to be confused and that he would be straight to the point. However, Feng Nairong had not even said a few words. He had just complimented him a few times when Wang Yan caught him in his words. This is to take advantage of the topic and take advantage of others. Before they could say what they wanted, they were slapped in the mouth by Wang Yan.
If Feng Nairong or anyone else opens his mouth now, it will be to confront Wang Yan. But they came here to ask Wang Yan to come forward. This was something everyone knew and a consensus was reached. If someone speaks rashly and Wang Yan really ignores them, what will they do? When it comes to hard power, they are no match for Wang Yan. Moreover, many of their pornographic, gambling and drug industries are located in the French Concession. Wang Yan can really shut them all down and kill them.
It was precisely for various reasons that no one in the room, who usually killed people without blinking an eye, spoke.
For a moment, in the huge second floor, there were only the sounds of Qi Si's luck, the muffled sounds of Yue Jinshan's defense, and the sound of Qi Si's fists and feet landing on Yue Jinshan's body.
As the saying goes, if you defend for a long time, you will lose. What's more, Qi Si's attacks were extremely cruel and targeted, but he only suffered a physical loss. Otherwise, Yue Jinshan would have been beaten to death by Qi Si. But even so, Yue Jinshan's defense finally showed a flaw, and he was slapped on the chest by Qi Si. From this, the defense was completely broken. No matter how hard it was for Yue Jinshan to resist, he would only be beaten.
It was much easier to handle at this time. After a while, a man as strong as Yue Jinshan was beaten by a boy like Qi Si. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He was lying on the ground in a pile of mud, vomiting blood.
Is this right? A meeting between gangsters must be like a meeting between gangsters. A group of players who used knives to kill people when they were young must pretend to be polite by sticking green onions in their noses.
"Okay." Wang Yan waved his hand and asked the panting people to retreat. He greeted: "Send two people to take him to the hospital for a look. The kid's actions are not serious. Don't make any mistakes. That won't happen." alright."
Seeing Yue Jinshan being carried away, Wang Yan turned back and looked at Feng Nairong: "Uncle Feng, your people are ignorant. I, a junior, help you discipline and discipline, don't you blame me?"
Feng Nairong knew very well that after today, his old Feng's face was gone. His eyes were blazing with anger, but he forced a smile and waved his hands repeatedly: "What did Inspector Wang say? The people under him are ignorant. They should If you hit me, hit me. If you don't hit me, how can I have a long memory? Now that I've learned a lesson, let's get down to business."
Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, took a sip of tea, and said calmly: "It's time, let's stop pretending to be confused. I said when I came here, the last thing I can do is pretend to be confused, or It's better to be more direct. You want me to stand up against the Japanese, suppress Zhang Xiaolin's group, and maintain the current situation. This is a good thing. Personally, I am very willing to do it. Because Shanghai Once chaos breaks out in the beach, it will be of no benefit to anyone. I have so many industries and so many workers, and the losses will definitely be huge. What's more, I am still the Inspector of China who guards order, so if I cause trouble, I will cause trouble for myself.
But although I am very afraid of the Japanese, you all know that I have a good relationship with them. As long as I don't seek death, they won't touch me. As for the rabble under Zhang Xiaolin, they won’t cause me much trouble. Even if you guys make a fuss, I will indeed be affected to some extent, but in general, I can stay on my own. The question is, what can you give me? Allow me to take the lead and be the target? Taking risks and becoming a thorn in others’ flesh? "
Feng Nairong was silent for a moment and said: "Just like when Zhang Xiaolin was alive, everyone takes you as the leader, listens to your orders, and re-formulate some rules so that everyone can better manage the industry and maintain the stability of Shanghai Beach. After all, if there is a real commotion, it will still be There is a lot of pressure from celebrities and foreigners, and it is not easy for everyone. In addition, we will give you five cents of the net profit of our industry every month. Although you are richer than us, and your industry is bigger, there are so many of us. Together, it’s not a small amount.”
His words opened up the conversation. A group of people were buzzing about something, just to get Wang Yan to agree, saying that the conditions were already very good, showing their great sincerity. Wang Yan didn't have to do anything, just coordinate well with The relationship between the Japanese and those under Zhang Xiaolin is enough. And now he can do these things just by saying a word, which is basically equivalent to picking up so much money for nothing, and he can also order everyone present to do whatever they want.
Wang Yan didn't speak, just drank tea quietly. After a while, the buzzing sound disappeared. They looked at me and I looked at you, and they didn't know what to do for a while. Wang Yan didn't speak, so they couldn't continue the conversation. If you are not satisfied, you should pay back the price.
After suppressing it for a moment, an old guy sitting next to Feng Nairong couldn't hold it in anymore and asked first: "Inspector Wang, are you not satisfied with the conditions we gave you?"
"You still haven't understood the current situation." Wang Yan put down the tea cup and shook his head: "I know that many people here are more ambiguous with the Japanese. This is normal, because I am the same, but I am different from you. , mine is stronger and more valuable, which is why you ask me to stand up. In fact, you have no other choice except asking me to stand up. Even if you surrender to the Japanese, are you all just dogs? Who can compare with me? Who is more senior? Do you think the Japanese will pay attention to the fight between you and Zhang Xiaolin's group?
From the past to the present, the rules in this world have never changed, that is, relying on fists to speak, and whoever is stronger will survive. Most of you will be eliminated in this competition and thrown into the Huangpu River to feed the fish. Only if I come forward can everyone live in peace, don't you understand? Whatever you say, listen to my orders and give me five points of net profit. When it comes time for me to give orders, you will not discuss it together. There will be more people bullying the less people, and you will not do what I say at all. As for net profit, it’s even more of a joke. I know how much money you make? I'll send the accountant over, do you agree? It’s not about how much it is. Do you really think I'm a stupid boy and fool you? "
Feng Nairong frowned and asked, "Then what do you want?"
Wang Yan chuckled, stood up and clasped his hands, scanned the people present, slowly walked to the center and stood still, and said: "I am a businessman, I think you all agree on this. Wang grew up in Shanghai. For so many years, I have been doing what I say, and every word of spit is a nail. Those businessmen know this better than you. So my request is very simple. Let's do business together and make a fortune together.
Don't worry, just listen to me. The way to make a fortune is also simple. We all contribute money and jointly establish a bank. I don’t need to say more about how profitable banks are, right? When the time comes, we will establish a board of directors and I will be the chairman. When you use money, you borrow money from your own bank, which makes turnover much easier. Those who have money provide money, and those who have no money provide people. All your uncles and uncles are seniors. I also know many high-level officials from the two parties, and some of them are even your disciples. Our bank will soon be able to open to the Soviet areas, Kuomintang-controlled areas and Japanese-occupied areas. How much money can we make at that time? money?
And with the cooperation of banks, we can carry out some mergers and streamlines in other industries. We also know how many shares we have, and we can concentrate our efforts to make money together. Even if our power reaches a certain level, we can still conduct cross-border trade. You also know that I have good relations with foreigners, and I know a lot of Americans, and I also have this condition. Think about it, what will it be like by then? "
"Then how much money do each company have to pay? What is the minimum amount required to enter the market? Are the shares divided according to money or strength? What does the bank's management say?"
"Strength? Money is strength! As for the management you mentioned, I am the chairman, and of course I have the final say. As shareholders, you can give priority to low-interest loans, enjoy dividends at the end of the year, and arrange for people to audit the accounts. What do other banks do? Let’s do it.”
Wang Yan said: "But you also know my situation. It has become a joke in Shanghai recently. I spent a lot of money to build a factory, and I don't have much living money. As for me, I will pay 100,000 US dollars. Come out last time and solve the problem. 20% of the shares is not too much, right? You can contribute the remaining 80%. Anyway, no matter how much you contribute, it will be distributed according to the proportion of capital contribution. This is to only make profits without losing money and benefit future generations. You should pay more for the transaction, you know what I mean?
But I won’t force it, the money is in your hands, it’s up to you to do it or not, that’s my request anyway. That's it, you guys have a good discussion and come to me after you have a clear discussion. Oh, by the way, you have to hurry up. It's best to have a breakdown of how much money you have to pay. I'm afraid that Zhang Xiaolin's subordinates won't be able to wait to get started first, and then they may change their requirements. Ah Si, let’s go. "
The group of people just stared, watching Wang Yan follow Qi Si downstairs and leave.
"You guys are talking about it. We are all Detective Hua. I have a good relationship with him. Go and get to know him better."
Liu Yitong, who was sitting there without saying a word, stood up and said this, and trotted away after him. Only a group of gangsters, big and small, were left staring at each other, without any idea...
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