The fat man took the lighter with the miniature camera inside and smiled secretly.
"It's a pity, there is still some use for us to keep him. It would be interesting if he was published in the newspaper!" Master Senpo (Ma Xiaoguang) sighed with some regret.
"That's such a shame."
The fat man also sighed with regret and solemnly put the lighter away.
Four days later, Zhao Longtian's face was red when he saw Master Senpo and Fatty.
"Master Senpo, Brother Debiao, and Shiga-san have responded. The information this time is of great value! Five thousand yuan was given!" Zhao Longtian laughed so hard that he couldn't even see his teeth.
"Well, that's right. We didn't contribute as much as you this time. According to the agreement, we will get 40%." Master Senpo just smiled faintly when he heard this and said nothing more.
"That's so embarrassing..." Zhao Longtian was still polite.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. You have to be generous in doing business! If the money arrives, in the commercial capital, Boss Zhao will ask someone to settle the account with Changgui. In Luoyang, he will ask De Biao." Master Senpo said with a proud wave of his hand.
"Master Senpo is really happy to do his job!"
Zhao Longtian praised without hesitation, these kind words are free of charge, so it's free to say a few more words.
"Don't worry about it. You must have been assigned a job, right?" Master Senpo glanced at Zhao Longtian and asked with a smile.
"If you don't say that you are a great person, Shiga-san wants us to go to Longxi as soon as possible..." Zhao Longtian said hesitantly.
"Then go ahead, who would think it's too much money?"
"Is there a Red Party over there in Longxi..."
"Boss Zhao, we are doing business, not arresting people, what are you afraid of?"
"All that depends on Master Senpo's instructions."
"We are all getting rich together, so don't be too polite."
After chatting with Zhao Longtian for a while, they went back to their respective rooms.
"Master, are you planning to continue to trick this guy named Zhao to death?" The fat man looked at Master Senpo expectantly.
"Since you are a traitor, you must be prepared to die badly! Don't you think so too?" Master Senpo asked.
"I think it's best for these offenders to feed the fish in the Yellow River..." The fat man muttered bitterly.
"This time when I go back to Longxi, don't be in a hurry and go slowly..."
"How to get there?"
"Horse riding, caravan..."
"I understand." The fat man suddenly understood.
Master Senpo is not in a hurry about the business with Zhao Longtian. He has special considerations for riding to Longxi.
As for what Zhao Longtian said, you can grow flowers all the way by riding a horse - ah no, grow hair all the way!
In short, the meaning is the same, which is to slowly make money while walking on the road.
Zhao Longtian understands this truth. The spies from the "Cultural Research Institute" often travel around Henan Province on foot - the mountains, rivers, geography, and people's livelihood are all information!
Zhao Longtian came forward to contact the merchant gang and arranged for all the business personnel.
Three days later, on October 31st, which happened to be the principal's birthday, Master Senpo and his party set out on their way westward.
With the help of Zhao Longtian, he followed the "De Taiyong" business gang in Wu'an and headed west. After four days of walking, they arrived in Shang County, Longxi Province.
Young Master Senpo roughly knows the origin of the name of Shang County. It is because of the fiefdom obtained by Shang Yang after he came to power in the history of Qin State.
In addition, the most famous place here is Shangluo Mountain. When Li Zicheng was beaten and ran away, with only a dozen people and seven or eight guns left, this was Shangluo Mountain where he escaped.
But now is the Republic of China, and neither Shang Jun nor Li Zicheng are around anymore.
Everyone talked nonsense all the way to Heishan Town at the foot of Shangluo Mountain.
This is a quite lively market town, with merchants and gangs coming and going from time to time, so of course there are inns.
The merchant gang checked into Wanshun Inn.
"Master, this guy named Zhao is very concerned about the Neon Devils!"
After settling in, the fat man whispered to Master Senpo in the room.
"This guy is a coal-eating bastard - he has a black heart. Let him be arrogant for a while, and then give him a list!" Master Senpo also spat bitterly.
"It's necessary!" The fat man also said bitterly.
"By the way, Fatty, don't forget about our work, Ma Dan, this crappy map of the government is so messed up. There are so many new roads and terrains that aren't even on it!"
Master Senpo turned around and thought about his work again, and quickly warned.
"Young master, just be at ease!"
The fat man suddenly raised his voice, and Master Senpo also blinked at him and smiled playfully.
As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by the greeting from Tao Si, a merchant gang member: "You two, it's time to eat. It's hard to do anything after dinner."
After thanking Tao Si, Master Senpo and Fatty also came to the inn lobby.
This place is similar to many traditional inns or large car shops. The front hall is a counter and a row of large tables. There are many people sitting in the store, all working hard - eating.
In these days, eating can sometimes be regarded as a chore. Here in Longxi, it is usually rice thick with mixed flour pancakes and pickles - this is already considered a good thing, and at least it can make you full.
Just like how Master Senpo set up a table in Jinling or Shanghai, there is no such condition here. It is a special situation.
However, Master Senpo and Fatty don't seem to be so resistant to these rough foods. According to the views of later generations, these are good things for health.
For the two of them, they can adapt to the life of ordinary people, and this is not the time to show off, the lower profile the better.
When traveling as a businessman, having hot food is sometimes a luxury.
Zhao Longtian, on the other hand, grinned a little as he ate. According to him, he had made a lot of mistakes along the way.
He didn't understand why, instead of taking a good train, he came here to suffer this foreign crime.
Today is not a bad day. I have been eating old flour cakes on the road for several days. The cakes are so hard that my teeth are about to fall out.
But Master Senpo and the fat man were like two animals, capable of filling their bellies with anything.
Damn it, there is a gap between this person and the food he eats, how can this be justified?
"Boss Zhao, can't you get used to these?" Master Senpo had already stuffed the last piece of dough into his pancake and asked with concern in his eyes.
"Ahem, that's not it. I've been feeling uncomfortable with my stomach recently and it's cold out here!" Zhao Longtian said quickly after hearing this.
"That's right, it's getting colder and colder, please pay more attention!" Master Senpo said with concern.
After dinner, Master Senpo did not go out, but went directly back to the room to sort out what he had seen along the way.
These experiences are recorded in a notebook with special secret words and symbols. These are all useful, and maybe one day they will be able to play their role...
After a while, the fat man came back from outside with a mysterious smile on his face.
"What else is so funny?"
"The man named Zhao ran outside, ate wild food, made himself a pot of wine, and then..." The fat man had a strange smile on his face and his eyes were very ambiguous.
"This guy must be holding it back! And then... he secretly went to find a secret door?" Master Senpo seemed to have expected it, and asked with a joking smile.
"Isn't that right? Those women look... well, I don't know how this guy can get away with it." The fat man shook his head and sighed.
"He's so hungry that he can't choose what he eats. This kind of person doesn't have enough to eat..."
Young Master Senpo was not interested in talking too much about Zhao Longtian, and after a few words with the fat man, he turned around and continued working.
The fat man didn't say much, and after a few words with Master Senpo, he withdrew.
The fat man strolled to the lobby and chatted with several business gang guys. The content was nothing more than experiences and anecdotes along the way. The main purpose was to get acquainted with each other.
"I'm telling you, Fatty, please don't go in here in Chang'an. You see those aunts telling you, young man, come here, I have a message for you... but don't go in!" Tao Si said with a smirk on his face. Di said to the fat man.
"Really? I don't understand that." The fat man shook his head honestly.
"Fat Master, we can see that you and the young master are traveling all over the world...those aunties don't like..."
Another merchant gang member, Wang Liukui, drank some of the remaining wine in the bowl and said with a red face and a bad smile.
Everyone was talking and joking, but they saw a short and thin boy rushing in outside. As soon as he saw everyone, he asked: "Which one is Master Senpo?"
"What do you want from Master Senpo?" The fat man asked hurriedly, his face slightly changed after hearing this.
"There was a guy named Zhao along the way who was pulling a bow in the cemetery - he was a pervert..." the little man said to the fat man when he heard about it.
"speak nicely!"
The fat man saw that the little man's eyes were wandering and he had a frivolous look on his face. He knew that this man was probably in the same league as the losers in Shanghai, so he changed his expression and shouted sternly.
"Ah...yes, this person surnamed Zhao has taken a liking to our eldest brother's mother-in-law and has touched her..."
The little man restrained his slick expression and told the fat man and the other guys about Zhao Longtian intermittently.
There were some local slang in the little man's words, but everyone understood the general meaning. Zhao Longtian went out to look for wild food and was taken by others. Now he is going to have to bleed.
"We are not familiar with Zhao Di!"
When everyone in the Shang Gang heard this, they all hurriedly distanced themselves from each other and jumped away.
"This surname is Zhao Dishe. He knows Master Senpo and Butler Fan. This is the fat man!" the little man said with a smile.
"What are you going to do?" The fat man asked the little man angrily.
"Hurry up and prepare the money for him, or wait until this man grows up... I've thought about this place." The little man smiled nonchalantly, and put an envelope on the table in front of the fat man with both hands.
The fat man looked at it for a moment, but didn't open it. He calmly picked up the envelope and said to the little man, "Go back first, and we'll take a look before talking."
"It seems that he really doesn't regard himself as an outsider!"
After listening to the fat man's report, Master Senpo lit up a Hard Gate and said quietly, but did not open the envelope on the table.
"This bastard is really a loser! Do you care about this?" The fat man was a little unsure.
"You still have to take care of it, but you can't take care of it in vain..."
Master Senpo held a cigarette in his mouth, spoke vaguely, and slowly opened the envelope.
When the envelope was opened, Master Senpo was stunned.
