Five days later, at the Chuncheng (Xinjing, Puppetry of Manchukuo) train station in the North, Boss Ma and Fatty, pretending to be masters and servants, ran all the way and finally arrived at their destination on this light snow day.
"A sneeze, a sneeze..."
"A sneeze, a sneeze!"
The two elites from the south were instantly dazzled by the coldness of the north.
"Miss Liu is very thoughtful. This cotton-padded jacket plays a big role." The fat man wearing a dog-skin hat walked behind and said with his sleeves rolled up and wiping his nose. The cotton-padded jacket with the figure of Boss Ma was obviously inconsistent with his body. It looks like it was stolen.
"Yeah, otherwise I'm the head of the family... But it's still a bit cold, so let's find a warmer place quickly." Boss Ma was in a slightly better condition wearing a leather jacket, but he was still shivering.
After leaving the station, the two of them quickly got into a taxi that had been reserved by phone. If the weather continued to be messy in the cold wind for a while, Boss Ma would not even have the strength to run away.
Spring City in the North Country is an emerging city. Many things are new, including buildings, streets, and municipal facilities. After the Neon Kingdom actually took control of this place, it was designed and constructed in accordance with the latest international urban planning standards, and it has indeed made this city the largest in Asia. It is one of the modern cities with many advanced facilities, even surpassing those of Shanghai and Tokyo.
It's a pity that the city is very big and new, but there is no life. The people walking on the street are either the neon Chinese with serious faces, or the stick Chinese who shout and drink. Most of the Chinese people have dull faces and expressions, as if they are filming ghosts. piece. The air on the street is also extremely cold, so cold that everything seems to be frozen...
The two of them stayed at the Beiguo Spring City Hotel, which was just completed this year. The entire building is luxurious and is a high-end consumption place. Fortunately, Boss Ma is not short of money now and has booked two single rooms.
"Boss, it's not that cold outside the customs..." The fat man carried his luggage and walked in the warm lobby of the hotel. Everyone was a little dizzy, completely forgetting the miserable situation at the station just now.
"That's because there are heaters in the rooms here... No, I'll find a fur shop later and buy two pairs of clothes, otherwise I won't be able to carry it anymore." Boss Ma sighed.
While the two were talking, a beautiful foreign girl walked towards them. Foreign girls are not surprising here. After the revolution in Damao, many Belarusian families moved to China. There are many foreign girls in the Northeast and Shanghai. Ma The boss and the fat man were naturally not surprised.
"Hi, sir." The girl greeted Boss Ma ambiguously, and her Chinese was actually pretty good.
"Ma'am, are you calling me?"
"Is this your first time in Northeast China?" Although the girl asked, there was no doubt in her words.
"How do you know?" Boss Ma asked casually.
"Poor people, if you wear so little, you will catch a cold..."
"Madam, are all the people in your country so enthusiastic?" Boss Ma said with a smile.
"Oh, sir, you are such an interesting person. By the way, you have to buy some thick clothes..." the girl said with concern.
"Well, okay...De Biao, go to the room and put your luggage away. Let's ask this lady to lead the way and buy some furs." Boss Ma ordered.
Fatty Nuonuo responded and took their luggage to the room to put it away.
"Our country has very long names. Just call me Natasha." The foreign girl introduced herself.
"My surname is Tu Mingyang, and the courtesy name is Senpo. I belong to the Yellow Flag of Manchuria, and my surname is Ma Jia..." Boss Ma introduced the girl in a serious manner.
"Oh, Mr. Tu, are you a Manchu noble?" The girl looked at Boss Ma with admiration.
"My ancestor was Duke Zhongda, who was the attendant of Lord Shunzhi." Boss Ma said with some pride, as if he was really a young man from the Qing Dynasty.
The two of them talked to each other, as if meeting old friends in a foreign country, chatting very warmly.
Good times are always short-lived. Soon the fat man packed his luggage and came down from upstairs.
After getting into a taxi, the three of them came to Zhongyangtong (Chinese means "Central Street", hereafter referred to by their Chinese names) next to Datong Square.
Under the leadership of Natasha, the three of them came to a fur store called "Jalis".
"Oh, hello, sir, welcome. I am Boris, the boss here. You can call me Lao Bao. How can I help you?" The bearded owner of the fur shop personally greeted the three guests.
"Get two sets of leather jackets and two hats..." the fat man said. Boss Ma was talking about life with foreign friends, and he was not allowed to come forward in this matter.
"Okay, sir, I see that you are a generous person. Please sit down, Sasha, and serve coffee to the three guests..." The boss seemed to be electrified, busy inside and out.
Soon the boy brought a bunch of leather goods for the guests to choose from. Due to the climate, the leather goods from the Great Mao Country are naturally very good. Moreover, unlike in later generations, environmentalism has not yet risen. They are all purely natural.
Boss Ma picked out a fur coat for himself, Fatty picked out a fur coat, and each of them asked for a hat.
"Sir, the total is 3,657 Manchurian dollars. Of course you should have just arrived. You can also have Japanese yen and American knives. Japanese yen and Manchurian dollars are the same one to one..." Boss Bao said with a smile.
"Huh? You still have more than three thousand here, but you think we are sticks." The fat man's face changed when he heard this and spat.
"Oh, gentlemen, we all have authentic Siberian furs here." Boss Bao still had a polite smile on his face, without any embarrassment at all.
"You might as well go and grab it!" The fat man blushed and said through gritted teeth.
After taking a glance, Boss Ma was still whispering to the little White Russian girl, and laughing from time to time.
"Oh, Boris, these guests are my friends, you should be cheaper." At this time, Natasha said.
"For the sake of God, friend, I'll give you a little profit, how about three thousand sixty? No more, otherwise you'll lose money."
"Okay, De Biao, it's not easy for Boss Bao to do business. It's freezing cold, and Natasha is so enthusiastic. She brought us all the way here. Just three hundred, no more!" Boss Ma said at this time He also said aloud.
Hearing this, Boris and Natasha stared at Boss Ma like a monster. Fatty also came back to his senses and sneered from the side.
"Oh, friends, you can't do this. You are insulting me..." Boss Bao said as he walked towards the two of them.
The clerk in the store has quietly put up a "temporary business" sign, and it seems that he is ready to close the store and let the dogs out.
In addition to the boy hanging the sign, two other strong men formed a semicircle with Boss Bao and charged at Boss Ma and Fatty. Two of the strong men moved their fingers and pinched their knuckles until they crackled.
"De Biao, I leave these people to you, I am a gentle man." Boss Ma smiled while sipping his coffee.
Natasha stood aside with a nervous look on her face.
The three burly men didn't say much and rushed towards the fat man.
Although the fat man was fat, he was extremely flexible. He dodged and suddenly turned behind a strong man. His shot was like lightning, and he hit the back of the strong man's neck with a palm. The strong man was extremely resistant to blows. It didn't matter if he was hit like this. Unexpectedly, the fat man added a BUFF to his palm - he secretly put a needle ring on it. The needle was an anesthetic that had been tried by Dead Face himself. The effect was quite good, and the strong man fell down without saying a word.
Before the other two people could react, the fat man dodged again. With a short body, he avoided another strong man's punch. He took advantage of the situation and hit the strong man in the ribs again. This man's tolerance was stronger. Some, stunned for a moment, shook their heads a few times, blinked their eyes a few times before swaying and falling down.
Boss Bao was a little panicked when he saw how skilled the fat man was. He suddenly took out a gleaming dagger from his waist.
Boss Bao's dagger seemed to have some skill. It flew up and down, dancing into a ball of light and shadow, surrounding the fat man.
However, he turned to one side of his body to avoid the stabbing of the dagger, but ignored the sharp blade as it crossed his body. He followed the direction of the blade and leaned sideways towards Boss Bao. In an instant, he was leaning against Boss Bao.
The fat man suddenly grabbed Boss Bao's wrist with his left hand. Boss Bao suddenly felt as if his right hand was clamped by an iron vise, unable to move.
At the same time, the needle ring on the fat man's right hand was stabbing his eyes.
"Don't move, or you will become blind!"
"Don't move! Or I'll shoot!" At this time, Natasha took out an old-fashioned revolver from under the table and shouted.
"Haha, this foreign bitch is really fierce, shoot me if you dare!" The fat man shouted, but the needle in his hand did not loosen at all, but moved closer to Boss Bao's eyes.
"Click, click, click." Natasha pulled the trigger, but the sound was just an empty gun, and she immediately turned to stone and stayed there.
"Don't you check if there are any bullets before you shoot?"
Boss Ma, the old god, said from the ground to the side. After that, he threw a handful of bullets on the table.
"Okay, gentlemen, let's admit defeat. You can go!" Boss Bao said quickly when he saw that the situation was settled.
"Ma Dan, we are not robbers. De Biao, just give him three hundred yuan. These few pieces of fur are worth some money." Boss Ma ordered proudly.
"Oh, sir, you are such a kind man, God bless you." Boss Bao quickly put on a smile and said flatteringly, without any of the sword-fighting expression just now. He was indeed Stanislavsky's fellow countryman.
"Natasha, tell Sasha to come over and get these two idiots to the back. Don't stop me from greeting the guests..." Boss Bao smiled like a trumpet flower.
When Natasha saw this, she threw away her empty gun and called Sasha, the little boy who came to watch outside the door, to drag the two big men behind like dogs.
"Boss Bao, you seem to be well versed in this business!" the fat man said with a sneer.
"Oh, Mr. De Biao, you also know that life is not easy..." Boss Bao didn't look embarrassed at all, but instead complained to the two of them.
"Stop talking nonsense and tell me about yourself." Boss Ma said coldly.
It seemed that Boss Ma was the real owner. Boss Bao stood respectfully and introduced himself: "My name is Boris, and my full name is Boris Vladimir Nikolayevich... Our ancestors But he is a Marquis of the Great Mao Empire."
The fat man felt a little uncomfortable when he heard Boris's full name. It's too long, how can he remember it?
"Okay, how long have you been doing this fur scam?" Boss Ma asked directly the key points without being interested in the Marquis's family affairs.
"Ahem, it will only take a year or two. You know, Xinjing, ah no, Spring City is also a new city." Lao Bao said in a polite tone.
"We came from Guan Nei just to do business. If you have good leather goods, amber, gold sand... you can sell it to me as long as it is a specialty of Damao Country. The price will be based on the market price. We can get as much as we want." Ma Xiaoguang told the old man Bao said.
"Oh God, it must be the Lord's calling that made me meet you, Natasha! Come out quickly and see your benefactor..." Hearing this, Lao Bao started shouting again as if his whole body was electrified.
Natasha and her little friend Sasha had just finished cleaning up the back, and they walked out with a blushing face, as if they were embarrassed about what had just happened.
"Let me introduce you, this is my sister, Natasha... By the way, my benefactor, what is your name?" Only then did Lao Bao remember that he had not asked Boss Ma for his surname.
"My surname is Tu Mingyang, Tuyang Tusenpo. As your sister knows, this is Butler Fan, Fan Debiao, nicknamed Guannai Dabai..." Boss Ma formally introduced the two brothers and sisters.
"Mr. Tu's ancestor was actually a duke? So we are all nobles..." Lao Bao seemed to be quite interested in this kind of thing and asked curiously, while Boss Ma was noncommittal while sipping his coffee.
"Mr. Tu came from Guannai just to do business?" Lao Bao seemed to be unwilling to give up and asked curiously.
"You shouldn't ask, don't ask, no one will think you are mute!" Butler Fan said sternly from the side.
Everyone had seen his fighting prowess just now, and the people of Damao country admired anyone who could fight. Naturally, they respected the fat man very much and quickly kept silent.
"Okay, if you all cooperate, we will have a long time to come. We are staying at the Spring City Hotel in Beiguo. If you need anything, you can ask Natasha to find me there. If we need anything, we will call your store. Keep in touch. I'll get back to you."
After Boss Ma finished speaking, he asked the fat man to wrap up the furs and walked out of the fur shop in a swaggering manner.
The two of them walked leisurely on the empty central street.
"Boss, why are you so nice to these crooks?" the fat man asked quietly.
"We just came here, and our eyesight went dark...what the heck, Shangfeng didn't give us a contact person at the local station, what should we do? If we want to rashly ask around, we have to get involved, and this group of idiots happened to bump in. At least we can Lead the way, can't you deal with this group of people with your old man's methods?" Boss Ma smiled at the fat man.
"You are flattering me, but these furs are really good. They cost more than five hundred in the Shanghai market. This White Russian fur is also available in the Shanghai market..." the fat man said with a smile.
"The clothes are good, I have to change them quickly. Damn it, the weather is too cold. Fortunately, Miss Liu didn't come..." Boss Ma shuddered and spat.
Before he finished speaking, a crisp gunshot was heard in front of him, breaking the calm on Central Street.
