When Kono saw that the young man actually questioned the information he had finally collected, he felt unhappy and his tone of voice became much harsher.
"If you don't believe it, you can go to the street and ask yourself. Nowadays, no matter whether you are an official or a commoner in Jinling, if you ask about Ning Wuchang, who won't say a good word?"
The more this happened, the angrier Kono felt when he thought about what his subordinates reported to Ning Wuhuang about what he said to the Japanese people. Coupled with the doubts of the young man in front of him, he simply spread his hands.
"You are not an expert. You should be stronger than me. Can't you tell whether I am telling the truth or a lie?"
Seeing him being so presumptuous, Kono's superior officer just smiled, but had no intention of standing up for the young man.
When Kono saw this, he couldn't help but wonder if the young man in front of him was disguised as an expert because he was born into a noble family. As everyone knew, the people of Daxing were not as easy to deceive as the natives of the Japanese country... Huh?
He wanted to take the opportunity to say a few more words to educate this young master. Unexpectedly, he opened his mouth, but couldn't spit out a word, as if someone had strangled his neck.
"It seems that Kono-san has finished saying what he wanted to say. Next, please wait quietly for me to finish reading these contents before speaking."
Facing Kono's doubts, the young man smiled calmly.
But this smile seemed to make Kono's scalp numb.
What's the meaning?
Could it be that his sudden loss of voice was a trick of this young man?
But he was two steps away from the young man. Except for the brief contact when he handed over the investigation paper, he never let the young man touch him at all. How did the young man do it?
Kono wanted to ask, but he was speechless. He could only watch helplessly as the boy read page after page of the stack of papers he handed over, then read through it again and took out a piece of paper. paper, showing it to his superior, Iwasa.
"Iwasa-kun, I want to know the details of this person."
Iwasasaburo stepped forward and took a look at the contents.
He is the leader of the entire Jiangnan Road, and he also knows the famous people in Jinling very well, and the person chosen by the young man happened to have contact with him.
It was Boss Zhao, the former leader of Jinling Flower House, who is now the leader of the entire Jiangnan Province Flower House industry.
"An Yuanjun, I happen to know this Boss Zhao. You are really good at choosing. This person has a very soft ear and is still a wallflower. According to An Yuanjun's ability, it is very easy to convince him."
Then, Saburo Iwasa told the truth about Boss Zhao's defection to the Ye family and his eventual subjugation by Ning Wuhuang.
This incident is a joke among people in the flower house industry, and it is a fact that demonstrates Ning Wushu's magnanimity and tolerance.
Since Boss Zhao had previously cooperated with the Ye family and later with Ning Wushuang, his net worth had doubled. Those who had previously cooperated with the Ye family took it to heart that they no longer had to worry about what the Ning family would do because of their previous cooperation with the Ye family. The Ye family had some dealings with each other, and they "looked at them differently".
After listening to Iwasasaburo's introduction, the young man showed a meaningful smile.
No wonder the Ning family has been able to make friends with so many officials and gentry in Jinling City within half a year of their rise. They are both sweet dates and big sticks when it comes to winning over people's hearts. Even people who are connected by friendship can achieve mutual benefit. Not to mention those casual acquaintances and people in business dealings.
It’s no wonder that the Ning family’s business in Jinling, and even in Jiangnan Dao as a whole, is getting more and more prosperous. When they open branches in other states and counties, no one is jealous of the income from the perfume and ice shop business and makes trouble. Some even vaguely respect the Ning family. That makes sense.
"This Jinling Poet Immortal is not very old, but he has a good grasp of people's hearts."
The young man's comments made Iwasasaburo realize the secret behind it, and he was extremely horrified.
"Jun An Yuan, according to what you said, this Ning Wuhuang is not only brilliant in literature, but also very profound. Can we still succeed in trying to make him bleed out and donate 100,000 taels of silver to the local people during our trip?"
The boy did not answer, but looked at Kono, who had been opening his mouth and making no sound, and gently tapped his neck with his right index finger.
Kono subconsciously wanted to dodge, but found that the boy's movements seemed slow, but were actually as fast as lightning. When he realized that the boy had made a move, his neck felt numb.
"You...eh? Can I speak?"
"You don't want to talk?"
The young man glanced at Kono with cold eyes.
With just one glance, Kono instantly understood that it was indeed this young man who had made a move that made him unable to speak.
However, when did the young man move his hands, and how did he do it?
Because Kono didn't know, he was even more frightened in his heart. Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, he no longer had any thoughts of contempt, and unconsciously bent down and lowered his head.
The boy was very satisfied with Kono's awareness of current affairs and handed the paper in his hand to Kono.
"Go and find out where Boss Zhao will appear tomorrow evening, and then prepare your manpower. After the event is completed, put the 10,000 taels raised by Boss Zhao in a safe place."
After a pause, the boy looked at Iwasasaburo.
"You take the money collected from the donation and transport it to the mainland. I am only responsible for cooperating with you and letting the people of Daxing collect donations. I will not accept these mundane things."
As soon as the word "vulgar things" came out of his mouth, Kono suddenly felt that the young man's demeanor was even more mature.
He hurriedly responded and went to personally investigate Boss Zhao's activities tomorrow.
In recent days, the business gentry of the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce, in addition to daily business, have focused on disaster relief.
Boss Zhao’s hometown is at the border with Chu County to the north of Jinling. Although he claims to be from Jinling, his household registration belongs to Chu County, so this time he is designated to provide assistance for post-disaster reconstruction. When business is not busy, he will go to Chu County in person. The county donates porridge and buys tiles, and sometimes personally participates in house building activities.
All the money has been donated, just to gain a better reputation by doing these things. In this way, with the support of the fellow villagers, the rear area will be stable, and we can better expand our financial resources to the outside world.
What's more, people have to return to their roots. It's a rare opportunity to win over people's hearts and be included in the county annals. Boss Zhao is very concerned about disaster relief.
In the evening.
Boss Zhao specially cooked a pot of rice porridge to hand out, but it was a bit mushy due to his unfamiliarity with his skills. He apologized with embarrassment to the people who came to receive the porridge with bowls in their hands.
"I don't know how to cook porridge. I only know how to dig the soil. Who would have thought that throwing this rice in would have to be stirred so many times."
"Fathers and fellow villagers, don't worry. From now on, I will only give out porridge and will never cook it for you again. Please don't dislike me."
Even if the porridge is boiled, no one will blame him under Boss Zhao's promotion.
I will only feel it.
Boss Zhao gave sincerely, and the people who drank this pot of rice porridge with a mushy taste will remember Boss Zhao's kindness for a lifetime.
The young man stood at the end of the street, watching Boss Zhao boasting about every move he had made, with a mocking smile on his face.
The purpose of his coming to Daxing before the disaster on the Japanese island was to learn the metaphysical culture here and establish his sect here. He had predicted a disaster in the Japanese country, but he did not expect it to be so big. This was also his reason. The reason why he is willing to serve King Que De and help the Japanese people raise money and food to survive this difficult time.
In fact, he didn't want to use deceptive tricks to get Daxing people to raise donations.
In his understanding, most people in Daxing are simple, kind and willing to help others, but King Que De and the others need a huge amount of money, and spontaneous donations of money and food alone are definitely not enough, not to mention that Daxing itself has also suffered a lot. disaster.
In fact, he didn't want to use deceptive tricks to get Daxing people to raise donations.
But when you see with your own eyes that Boss Zhao is a person who likes to seek fame and reputation, he is willing to be a magician and kill big families.
The young man walked into the team and walked towards Boss Zhao step by step.
When the queue arrived in front of Boss Zhao, Boss Zhao scooped up a big spoonful of sticky rice porridge. Seeing that the boy's hand was empty, he asked with concern: "Young man, where is your bowl? Didn't you bring it? Then I Find one for you."
