The wind is quite strong today, and the various flags on Naha Pier are fluttering and rustling in the wind. The salty, humid and warm sea breeze slaps on people's bodies, making them slightly uncomfortable but still bearable.
This kind of weather doesn't matter to the hard-working dock workers. The wind is stronger and it is cooler and less sweaty. But for those big shots with proud bodies and expensive bodies, it is a bit uncomfortable.
The owner of Si Manatee, who was dressed in top-quality lake silk, stood on the edge of the No. 1 pier with a big belly, putting his feet up and looking towards the sea. The sea breeze blew his hat askew, and he had to straighten it with his hands from time to time.
Shopkeeper Niu was followed by twelve servants, half of whom were stunning beauties with an average age of sixteen. They were carrying a master's chair, a fox-skin cushion, a silver spittoon, and a red lacquer carving. The lacquerware food box... A group of people gathered around the cattle shopkeeper and asked him to sit down and rest.
But today, Shopkeeper Niu was uncharacteristically unwilling to do anything, and impatiently told the servants to go aside, so that he would stand here and blow the sea breeze.
Parallel to the left and right of Shopkeeper Niu is the rice boss, the largest grain merchant in Ryukyu. However, Lao Mi is much more low-key than Shopkeeper Niu. Behind him are two young men who are following him with their hands down and their eyes downcast, looking at the fish in the sea. He didn't dare to say more and seemed very disciplined.
"I'm talking about Fatty Cow? Why have you gotten fatter and fatter in the past few years? When you were in Tanggu, you were at most a pig, but how come you turned into a beef cow when you arrived in Ryukyu..." Boss Mi said with a smile, "The waiter Less, look at how fat you are, if you don’t exercise you will have to be carried out using the door panel!"
The owner of Sihai Store, Niu, stared at him, "What's wrong with being fat? This is a blessing! Who is like you? A rice worm only eats nothing but doesn't grow meat. Such people have no conscience..."
The two of them knew each other at first glance. You would scold me and I would insult you. The people next to you would laugh and watch, and from time to time they would interrupt and make fun of each other.
Time passed by minute by second, and the joke disappeared after a while. Boss Mi took out his pocket watch and saw that it was already past ten in the morning. "Why not? The telegram said it should arrive at nine o'clock! Why is it late? So much..."
"Wait a minute. There are many accidents when sailing on the sea. God knows what will happen..."
"Shut up, bah bah bah... you are so unlucky!"
"The old shopkeeper has great fortune and great fortune. He has traveled this sea route dozens of times and has not even encountered a typhoon. What can happen?"
"That's right, everyone's wealth and life depend on the old shopkeeper. Can't you say something nice?"
The businessman who spilled the beans was scolded by everyone. He blushed and didn't dare to talk back. He just handed over his hand and apologized.
At this moment, the No. 1 Pier at Naha Pier is under complete martial law. Many ships on the sea are queuing up to wait for the Pier to dock. However, the No. 1 Pier has been empty for three days now, waiting for the most distinguished guest.
The police patrolling in the distance and the soldiers beside them whispered, "Hey, darling, it's such a big scene today! All the wealthy Gods of Fortune in Naha's platoon have gathered here. If someone throws a grenade, all the property of the Chinese people will be destroyed." They all have to go out of business!”
"Shut up! Just tell me this, brother. Be careful not to let the CIA hear about it and arrest you for tea..."
The patrolling policeman quickly lit a cigarette, smiled and said nothing. However, although what he said was a joke, that was all.
Now the wealth gods within the Chinese clan are gathered at the pier. Regardless of their status, they stood staring at the sea breeze for more than two hours. Each one of them has lost all their efforts in sitting. The person they are waiting for is not Xiao Letian and the victorious army. If it is true In that case, it is estimated that the whole people came out to greet them.
What they greeted was the Chinese business leader, old shopkeeper Fan Jian!
Among the Chinese people, there is only one person who can be called "old shopkeeper" respectfully, and that is the prime minister's father-in-law, Fan Lian. This man supported his uncle's career with all his family, and he was the founder of the Chinese business empire.
The three pillar companies in the Chinese financial system, one is Lotte Bank, the other is Lotte Bank, and the third is the Chinese Central Bank, were all created by the old man. His subordinates are all over the entire Chinese business district, accounting for almost 70% of them. All businessmen must treat him as a descendant.
The old shopkeeper had left Ryukyu years ago. It was not because he was willing to leave at the most difficult moment, but because his eldest brother Fan Ru was already dying. He returned to his hometown to accompany his brother in the last part of his life, and he agreed to his eldest brother and sister-in-law's unreasonable wishes. Ask for it, then send losses, and also go to the capital to find ways to sell officials and titles to the eldest brother's useless sons.
The miscellaneous things caused the old shopkeeper to delay the most critical stage of the entire Far East War. Now that the old shopkeeper had dealt with the domestic affairs, he could no longer stay. When he learned the news of the victory of the Volunteer Army, I gave up all the entertainment and left the capital that day, boarded the ship from Tanggu and headed straight for Ryukyu.
The war is over and the soldiers can take a break, but the busiest time for them as businessmen is coming. How to divide the spoils after the war is more difficult than fighting.
The so-called exclusive auction license for colonial property is actually just a show by the predecessors to confuse the eyes of future generations. Before the auction, all qualified businessmen must gather together to coordinate and communicate in secret. The carving up has already begun.
Time passed minute by second, but the old shopkeeper’s passenger ship still didn’t come. People were sweating on their foreheads. Shopkeeper Niu and Boss Mi both drank two large cans of Guang Binghuo’s herbal tea, and ran to the toilet five or six times. Look. People who come from wealthy families often suffer from kidney deficiency.
"Here it comes! The old shopkeeper's passenger ship Fan Li! I saw the flag of the Fan Li..." The best guys at the lighthouse in the distance suddenly shouted collectively, and then someone at the lighthouse shook the signal. Flag, No. 1 Pier Bridge suddenly became busy. These wealthy businessmen with tens of millions of dollars were as honest as primary school students. The two rows on the left and right stood quietly waiting for Fan Qian's arrival.
The Western merchant ships and the foreign merchants on the dock were also affected by the atmosphere and stood up involuntarily. Not far away, many stewards directed the workers to hang 100,000 firecrackers. The gong and drum troupe and the lion dance troupe were also ready.
Ten minutes later, a clipper ship was indeed seen on the sea. Its white sails caught the wind and rushed towards Naha. Not only that, there were two Chinese warships following the ship on the left and right, and three large ships. The piercing waves grew larger and larger in sight.
"The old shopkeeper is about to disembark, everything is ready... Martial law, maintain order!"
At twelve o'clock at noon, the brand-new Fan Li slowly docked on the trestle. When the figure of the old shopkeeper was revealed on the pedal, more than a hundred firecrackers were ordered to be set off on the pier. The roar of firecrackers and the smoke of gunpowder rolled out. .
The gongs and drums were beating loudly, and the lion dance team used all their skills to fight the lions.
"Welcome to the old shopkeeper..." The merchants on the dock shouted in unison and bowed collectively to salute. Even shopkeeper Niu, a fat man of more than 200 kilograms, gritted his teeth and bent his waist at 90 degrees. He was sweating from exhaustion. All came down.
"Hmph!" People never expected the old shopkeeper to snort without a trace of politeness. "Are you full? After the war, everything is waiting for you. There are so many things waiting for you to do. You haven't worked all morning and come here. waste time!"
"It's better to finish your work and let me worry less than anything else!"
