July 3, 1936.
A passenger ship was moving forward on the sea, facing the port pier that could already be seen. People who had been drifting on the sea for a month couldn't help but cheer.
However, most of the cheers were in American English with various accents, and only a few of them belonged to Chinese people.
In front of the guardrail of the left channel of the passenger ship, two white men stood beside the ship with a young Chinese man between them.
Gazing at the approaching port, one of the white men asked:
"Dear Zhang, can this place really expand our assets tenfold?"
The young Chinese man smiled, looked at the city in the distance, and said: "I said this number is a bit low, maybe twenty times, maybe fifty times, or... a hundred times!"
The white man was stunned, and then quickly calculated.
He came to the far east with 20,000 US dollars. If it were doubled a hundred times, it would be... 2 million US dollars!
Two million dollars!
Is this what Zhang Chang said about painting a big cake?
The young man named York looked at Zhang Anping deeply.
He was sure that this was not a pie in the sky.
Because he knew that Zhang was a magical wealth magician.
Four years ago, he was still a construction worker who was struggling to make ends meet and had a job only because of the government's work-for-work relief program.
But now, because he sold half of his shares in the supermarket, he has become a rich man with a fortune of 20,000 US dollars and shares worth 20,000 US dollars!
More than a month ago, Zhang told them, follow me to the mysterious China. Fifteen years later, I promise to make the $20,000 in your hands tenfold!
"I regret it. I should have sold all my shares like you!" York said regretfully.
"Yes, I regret it too - Zhang, you should have told us earlier that it might increase a hundred times, so I would sell all my shares." Another white young man named Bianchi also regretted it. said.
Zhang Anping looked at his two companions with a smile and said calmly: "Have you forgotten what I once said: Never put your eggs in one basket!"
"Follow me, you will have a 90% chance of multiplying the cash in your hands dozens of times, but there is still a 10% chance that it will be wasted - and those shares will become the guarantee for your food and clothing for the rest of your life. !”
Bianchi shrugged and spread his hands: "Zhang, we can always fail you."
"My dear friend, if you can speak to me, it will prove that what I said is wrong - well, the pearl of the Far East is about to arrive. From now on, please remember what I said before, you and I It’s a stranger, understand?”
"OK! Let's leave now?"
"Yes, leave now - remember what I said, after getting off the ship, go to the Ministry of Industry Bureau and register your trading company. The personnel you need will arrive when the next ship comes. At that time, please inform them on my behalf My heartfelt thanks.”
"OK!"
The two young white men walked away arm in arm. Looking at their backs, Zhang Anping shook his head slightly.
I hope they can always remember that they got rich because I, Zhang Anping, led them.
Zhang Anping calmed down his mind and stared at Shanghai, which was getting closer and closer.
On September 18, 1931, a day that cannot be forgotten by the Chinese people, he traveled through time and his soul replaced his predecessor, becoming a 15-year-old boy named Zhang Anping.
In September 1932, he left his hometown and went to the United States.
Today, four years later, one year before the outbreak of the all-out Anti-Japanese War, he returned with the wealth he had gained after four years of hard work in the United States.
Staring at the getting closer and closer to the city, the expressionless Zhang Anping suddenly laughed and murmured softly:
"My dearest cousin, your nephew is back. Are you happy?"
His cousin's face could not help but appear in his mind:
Thick eyebrows and big eyes, especially those bright eyes.
By the way, my cousin is now... supposed to be his second director in the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, right?
The passenger ship finally docked, and each passenger who had traveled for more than a month stepped onto the solid ground with curiosity, solemnity, apprehension, or excitement.
Zhang Anping pushed the suitcase that earned him his first pot of gold and greedily breathed the air that belonged to the motherland.
Four years ago, when he left, the smoke of the 128-8 Songhu War had not cleared away. When he came back four years later, there was only one year left of the 813-813 Songhu War!
【What a troubled mother...】
Zhang Anping's eyes became determined.
The years of suffering are coming, and a chapter of disaster for the Chinese nation is about to begin.
As a Chinese who has traveled through time, he will experience and participate in this disaster chapter!
Didi didi
The honking of cars came from the pier. Zhang Anping followed the sound and saw this military vehicle still honking its horn.
Through the car window, he saw a familiar face.
He has thick eyebrows and big eyes. Although he wears dark glasses, he can still feel the seriousness in his eyes.
"Cousin!"
Zhang Anping immediately put on a happy face, pulled the box and trotted to the car.
"boarding."
My cousin looked at Zhang Anping, who had changed greatly, and said calmly.
Zhang Anping glanced at the driver.
Sure enough, it was Lao Zheng!
He was doing well, and within just a few years, he was working as a part-time driver for his cousin.
He got into the car calmly and said with joy: "Cousin, I really didn't expect you to come out to pick me up despite your busy schedule!"
My cousin suppressed his joy and pretended to be angry: "Humph! I was buried by your mother for four whole years! I was the one who sent you to the ship four years ago. No matter what, I will take you out of the ship no matter what four years later." Got it back on the boat!"
"Haha, cousin, you and your mother are just like each other. Don't pull me off. Cousin, this is for you. American pilots wear these. They are much more fashionable than your glasses." Zhang Anping took out his glasses as he spoke. A delicate box, after opening it, he took out the delicate glasses, took the initiative to take off his cousin's glasses and put them on for him.
This was Zhang Anping's "invention". After being sold to Bausch and Lomb, it became the standard equipment for American pilots. After it was opened to civilian use, Bausch and Lomb earned a lot of money.
Well, Zhang Anshi is a porter, transporting people's things to others in advance and making a little money...
My cousin liked these glasses very much, but he was used to being serious and did not show it. Instead, he asked calmly: "In the letter, you never said where you studied or what you studied - can you tell me now?"
"Cousin, don't ask me about this as soon as I come here. I want to eat rice cakes, pan-fried buns, chaos, crab shell roe..." Zhang Anping rambled on about a bunch of snacks that he has been craving for four years.
My cousin interrupted with a cold face: "Let's get down to business! You went to the school that someone found for you, but you ran away after attending it for three days! Do you know how angry your father was? Your cousin, I wanted to find a school for you. How much effort did it take? You ran away without saying a word!"
Zhang Anping "didn't dare" to be "cute" anymore, so he had to say honestly:
"Cousin, I don't want to study economics at all! The Japanese have been sharpening their swords since the Sino-Japanese War of 1991. The Russo-Japanese War, the annexation of Korea, Jiaozhou Bay, September 18, January 28, the Battle of Jehol, the Great Wall Anti-Japanese War, the North China Incident, Japan People's ambitions have reached the point where everyone knows that China is retreating again and again. It has no way to retreat and sooner or later it will have to go to war! At the critical moment of the country's survival, you want me to study economics? Can I continue to study? "
My cousin waited for Zhang Anping to finish and said abruptly: "So you went to learn espionage?"
Zhang Anping pretended to be shocked: "You, you, how did you know?"
"Humph!" My cousin snorted coldly but did not explain.
Zhang Anping said honestly: "I originally wanted to learn to fight, but then I thought about it. There are many people in our country who can fight, but there are very few people who are engaged in intelligence. Besides, cousin, you are engaged in intelligence, so I just learned intelligence, so I can help you."
"Do you really think so?"
"Of course! And the intelligence industry is also very useful. It is common for a piece of intelligence to save thousands of people and tens of thousands of people. Sometimes the situation of the battle can be changed because of a piece of intelligence - Brother Zheng, don't you think so?"
Zheng Yaoxian, who was driving, agreed: "Virgo, I think Anping is right."
"Humph." My cousin snorted coldly.
Of course he thought so too - the reason Zhang Anping was able to successfully enter the spy school in the United States was certainly due to him. Otherwise, in the United States shrouded in the "Chinese Exclusion Act", how could Zhang Anping, a powerless foreigner, have done anything? Possibly attend an FBI-affiliated spy school. (At this time, the FBI did not have a special spy school. It must be there if the plot requires it!)
"Cousin, don't be angry - by the way, how many of the Communists did you catch when I reported them before I left? There are bonuses for reporting the Communists, should you give me some bonuses too?" Zhang Anping did it deliberately Making money is a mystery.
Zheng Yao, who was driving, couldn't help but prick up his ears. He didn't expect that the little guy who always called him Brother Zheng in the past had actually quietly reported his comrades!
"Bonus? Huh! It would be nice if I didn't deal with you!"
"Ah? Is it wrong to report the Communist Party?" Zhang Anping looked "shocked".
"The person you reported is not a Communist! He is a member of the Secret Service Headquarters sent by the Party Affairs Investigation Section to the school to find the Communist Party on purpose! Because of your report, the Secret Service Headquarters wasted manpower and material resources!"
Zhang Anping looked stunned, and after a while he said helplessly: "I thought I had made a contribution."
My cousin said coldly: "Remember, in this line of work, you must keep your emotions and anger hidden, and don't show anything on your face - if you can't bear such a small blow, don't do this line of work!"
"Yes, I took note of it." Zhang Anping looked listless.
The two of them chatted a lot more. After Zhang Anping's mood "improved", he opened his suitcase like a treasure and took out a bunch of equipment:
"Cousin, look, these are all the equipment I bought - guess what they are for?"
After taking a glance, my cousin said in a slightly complimentary tone: "Have you forgotten what I do, your cousin? You are really thoughtful and know what my cousin lacks!"
Zhang Anping said nervously: "Ah? Cousin, you won't hack these treasures of mine, right?"
My cousin stared at Zhang Anping, his eyes invisible behind his sunglasses, and a meaningful word came out of his mouth: "Huh?"
"Okay, I'll give it all to you." Zhang Anping said with a pained face: "This is the baby bump I got in exchange for all the money I earned in four years!"
Seeing the distressed look on Zhang Anping's face, my cousin couldn't help but chuckle inwardly, and then said generously: "It won't be confiscated directly - do you have any channels to purchase this thing?"
"Yes, my classmate does this. Cousin, do you want it?"
"I'll ask the people from the property department to contact you later and order 30 for each item - order 20 sets." My cousin wanted to order more, but considering that the Secret Service has been overwhelmed by the pressure from the first and third departments recently, Funds were tight, and considering my cousin-in-law’s shady attitude when paying for money, I had to cut off some.
I need more money!
Zhang Anping agreed on the surface, but he was smiling in his heart. Look, his trading company's business is now open!
Although he was happy in his heart, his face was still listless, and he pretended to say: "Cousin, this is actually the teaching equipment I prepared. Don't you have a special training class at Hong Gong Temple? Can I come to your place?"
"Do you want to be a student?"
"How about being a teacher? At my level, being a teacher is definitely the best teacher! I am extremely professional!" Zhang Anping boasted.
When my cousin recalled Zhang Anping's results, he agreed in his heart - his nephew learned everything quickly and had a photographic memory.
Something moved in his mind: "Do you really want to be a teacher?"
Zhang Anping said matter-of-factly: "Of course! After studying for so long, you can't keep it all in my head, right? The Japanese are getting more and more excessive, and there's no telling when a big war will happen. I have to do something for our country, right?" ?”
"The Hong Gong Temple school stopped after three sessions, but I am planning to run it again. Just wait. When a new class starts, you will be a trainee teacher first."
Zhang Anping said shamelessly: "I think I can be a class teacher."
My cousin laughed in anger. After three special training classes at Hong Gong Temple, he didn’t even get to be the head teacher. You, a little brat, still want to be the head teacher?
