"Mo Dan, it's really unlucky. You said you were going to wash your head with soup, but you met a Japanese."
The fat man shook his head and spat angrily.
Ma Xiaoguang rolled his eyes and whispered to the guardians on his left and right: "Come and take a bath early in the morning. There is probably something wrong with these two devils. Let's find out?"
General Hengha, who was originally unhappy because the neon devil had lost his mood, naturally agreed.
After a good discussion, Fatty naturally took the lead, and Ma Xiaoguang cooperated.
As a disabled person, Lao Li was naturally taken care of and allowed to take a bath alone first.
Fortunately, Lao Li has now come out of the shadows, so he has no worries and goes to rest first.
Fatty and Ma Xiaoguang first soaked casually in the pool for a while. When they saw that the time was almost up, they wrapped themselves in towels and walked over to the two neon people who were lying down and resting.
Similar to later generations, the rest area is made up of open compartments, which are really designed for eavesdropping.
"Watanabe-kun, is that business you mentioned really so profitable?"
"Of course, many neon people and wealthy Chinese people, as well as white people from the concession, have all participated. They are very promising..."
Conversation in neon came from the next cubicle.
Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty exchanged glances without saying a word - they both raised their ears and waited for what the two neon men would say next.
"What's the plan to make money like this?"
"It is said that it is from the beautiful country and is called 'Happy to See the Future'..."
After listening to the conversation between the two neon people, Fatty and Ma Xiaoguang suddenly had black lines on their faces. After going around and around, the matter actually happened to them again. What a bad luck!
The next topic discussed by the two neon people was which place was better for sex and where the girls were beautiful after all...
As a person who has escaped from low-level interests, Ma Xiaoguang naturally lacks interest.
Pulling the fat man with him, who still had his ears pricked up, Ma Xiaoguang left the rest area.
The two of them did not rush to leave the bathroom, but asked the master who came to wash themselves to clean themselves up...
After struggling for almost two hours, the three of them Shi Shiran finally left the "Phoenix Pond".
"Master, it seems we have thought too much this time."
Walking on Sima Road, the fat man said with regret to Ma Xiaoguang, who was walking in front of him feeling refreshed.
"Hmm... It seems so, but I have thought of a new idea."
Ma Xiaoguang seemed to be in a good mood. He stopped, turned around and said to Fatty and Lao Li with a wicked smile.
"What idea?"
When Fatty and Lao Li heard this, they became interested and asked quickly.
"Well, it's a little troublesome, but it's not too troublesome. I'll just do it while I have some free time during the Chinese New Year..."
"Let's go, let's deal with it casually first, rest our stomachs, and then continue working."
Ma Xiaoguang looked around and made sure there was nothing abnormal. He lowered his voice and whispered the future action plan to the guardians.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Li's face was full of surprise and admiration, while Fatty's face was full of jealousy and expectation.
The three of them didn't waste a moment, turned around to get the car, and continued working.
I kept busy like this until dark...
January 27, 1938, the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, was the day when pigs were killed to cut off the New Year’s meat.
Although it is a concession, there are still many places decorated with lights and colors, showing some signs of the New Year.
There are more neon people living in Hongkou, and many people are celebrating the New Year.
People who live in bungalows put "door pine trees" on their doorsteps to welcome the new year.
In the evening, many people have lit up lights.
Of course, this also includes the bungalow area on Shigaota Road.
"Oranges must be hung on the pine branches, which is auspicious. In addition, fortunately, please hurry up and prepare the 'mirror cake'. With it, the new year will be complete."
Watanabe Shintetsu, who had just returned home, was full of joy and told his housekeeper Yamazaki Konosuke what to prepare for the New Year.
Nobutetsu Watanabe is the manager of Tomita & Co., Ltd.
The past year has been smooth sailing for him, and he has made a lot of money from both his job at a foreign company and his personal investment, so he is in a particularly good mood.
Yamazaki Yukinosuke bowed and replied: "Master, please rest assured, I will definitely arrange it properly..."
"I can rest assured when you do your work. Work hard. In two months, when the investment is back, you can take your family over from Neon."
Watanabe Nobutsu nodded with satisfaction and encouraged the butler.
"Thank you for taking care of me, Master... By the way, Master, there was a call from the policeman in the morning, saying he had something to do with you..."
After Yamazaki Konosuke expressed his gratitude, he quickly reported the phone call he received during the day.
"Patrol room? Didn't you say anything?"
"No, the other person spoke Japanese and said he was a Japanese arrestee from the police department."
"Okay, it's okay. I will ask someone to go to the patrol room tomorrow to inquire. It won't be a big deal. The empire now has complete control over the Shanghai market. Even the Concession Industry Bureau will look at our faces. Don't worry too much."
Watanabe Nobutsu smiled indifferently and comforted his housekeeper, but it was more like he was talking to the servants who were busy beside him.
This is a show off and a demonstration.
"Ding--"
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone in the living room rang.
Yamazaki Konosuke trotted over and picked up the phone.
"Master, it's the patrol room again!"
Yamazaki Konosuke covered the microphone and said to his master.
Watanabe Nobutsu walked over calmly and took the phone from the butler.
"Are you Manager Watanabe of Tomita Corporation? We are the daily arrest unit of the police force. I am Ginzo Nakamori of the Special Case Investigation Team..."
The voice on the other end of the phone was spoken in Japanese with a Kanto accent, and the person's voice sounded young.
"What's matter?"
Watanabe Nobutsu asked a little arrogantly - as an elite in Hongkou, he looked down upon ordinary grassroots patrols.
"Watanabe-kun, according to the information we have, the behavior of qualified dangerous individuals in a so-called project you invested may endanger the security of the concession..."
The other party's tone was very serious, and it was obvious that the matter was not trivial.
"I am a legitimate businessman, and all my investments are within the laws of the concession, and I am a Neon person. Please don't sensationalize me."
As a manager of a foreign bank, Nobutsu Watanabe is well-informed. He smiled contemptuously and said nonchalantly.
"No, no, Mr. Watanabe, this matter is no small matter. I hope you can take it seriously..."
The other party's tone became more and more serious, and he was obviously a little angry at Watanabe Nobutsu's disapproval.
"Okay, I got it, thank you for reminding me."
Watanabe Nobutsu suppressed his displeasure, said goodbye, and hung up the phone.
As an episode in life, Watanabe Nobuzhe did not take this matter to heart.
Early the next morning.
As soon as he arrived at the foreign bank office, Watanabe Nobutsu saw two men in windbreakers sitting on the sofa in the office.
