"No, no, there is no room for any impurities in the barrel of the gun. Either it needs to be filed or it must be made again. Also, the barrel of the gun is too thin. It will explode as soon as gunpowder is applied. The entire batch of molds will have to be replaced..."
There was no room for sloppiness in quality, and Song Che also changed from his usual amiable nature and became harsh on the craftsmen.
"Sir, a servant from the Chu family came and said that their boss has something to do with you and asked you to come over." Coco came to tell him.
"Is he here to 'call me', or is he here to 'please me'? The difference between one word and one word is huge. You have to figure this out." Song Che asked.
Coco thought for a while and then said: "From the tone of that servant, it really doesn't sound like he's inviting you. He didn't even prepare a carriage."
"Then you go back and tell him that I am very busy. If there is anything important, I will come to the military camp to find him. If it is not important, please don't disturb me."
How can I meet thousands of people every minute?
Coco left in response.
When Coco reported again, it was already an hour later.
"Sir, the boss has come to see you personally. The supervisor has invited him into the barracks and is waiting in the big tent.
"Is this Mrs. Chu here?"
"He is a tall, handsome and upright man, but he has a straight face and is quite unpleasant."
Ning Nuxia’s “husband”? Really curious.
"good."
Song Che went back to his room, changed into clean clothes, put on a mask, and went to the big tent to meet the guests.
Just entered the big account.
I saw a man in black, with his hands behind his back facing the door, looking up at the "Tiger Roaring Picture" on the wall. This back and figure looked somewhat familiar.
"Boss Chu?" Song Che tried calling.
The man in black turned around slowly. He had indeed seen him a few times. He was the young guard who had been following Gao Chen before, Shi Ke, Chu Shi Ke.
When Gao Chen went to Yangzhou in the past, Song Che was still wondering why his most capable subordinate didn't come. It turned out that he was busy pretending to be a family drinker with Ning Yehong in Chuzhou City.
Although they are acquaintances, it is hard to tell.
Chu Shike didn't like to see Song Che very much, and the same was true when he was in Hangzhou. He was naturally unconvinced that Gao Chen, whom he called master, had to respectfully address him as Mr. Song Che. How could this man who was as old as himself be so virtuous and capable?
"Hong'er has told me everything, and I also know who you are. Take off your mask."
The tone was full of hostility.
Song Che took off his mask. Just the word "Hong'er" could not give him a good look, and he lowered his voice: "I'm very busy and I have something to say."
Chu Shike snorted coldly and said: "Following the clues you gave us, we found several businessmen who purchased salt from the Yang family. Two of them are in Chuzhou. One is named Huang Wei and the other is Feng Xu. Business in Chuzhou City is quite large, and they are all current members of the Yangzhou Chamber of Commerce."
Song Che hummed slightly and asked, "What next?"
Chu Shike was not polite, "What should we do next?"
Song Che was very decisive: "I don't know."
Chu Shike's face darkened.
"But even if I know," Song Che looked at Chu Shike word by word and asked, "Why should I tell you?"
The confrontation between the eyes is full of gunpowder.
Sudden!
Chu Shike stepped forward, the light of the sword was dazzling, and a dagger was pointed directly at Song Che's throat, "What are you so arrogant about?"
Song Che never expected that he would show his sword so decisively. He could not lose his momentum even if he lost. He calmly said:
"There are so many amazing things about me that it would take me three days and three nights to list them all, but the most amazing thing is,"
He provoked Chu Shike: "There are many people who want to kill me, but he can't kill me."
Chu Shike's hands were shaking.
Song Che couldn't help but curse in his heart, maybe he's mentally ill? Did I provoke you?
Chu Shike put the knife back into his sleeve and said coldly: "Yes, I can't kill you because you are still useful to the court and Master Gao now. It will be different when you lose your usefulness."
Song Che frowned, unable to refute for a moment. He was right. Once some things lose their value, no one will cherish them anymore.
"Since you have found the thieves and merchants who are colluding with the Japanese pirates, you can just deal with it yourself. Why do you come to me?"
"But it's not completely certain yet. If we arrest or interrogate rashly, we will definitely scare the snake away. Once the real big snake gets into the hole, it will be difficult to pull it out." Chu Shike looked at Song Che again:
"Hong'er told me that these problems can be solved by coming to you."
"Do you believe it?" Song Che asked.
Chu Shike said: "I don't believe you, but I believe Hong'er."
"Then why doesn't Hong'er come?"
"You deserve to call her Hong'er!"
Chu Shike grabbed Song Che's collar, with deep anger burning in his eyes, and threatened fiercely: "I'm warning you, if you dare to touch her hair again in the future, even if I can't kill you, I will let you Your life is worse than death!"
No wonder he went under the knife as soon as they met, it turned out to be because of the woman.
But when it comes to women, Song Che never gives in. He doesn't fight for love, he only gets what he deserves.
In other words, his family has a big business, so what’s the point of raising a few more women?
Song Che smiled, "Boss Chu, you are too involved in the drama."
Chu Shike's fists clenched loudly.
Song Che secretly clenched the pistol in his sleeve, "You may not know that I pretended to be husband and wife with her as early as when we were in Hangzhou, and it was her own request, unlike you, for the mission."
"you wanna die!"
Chu Shike raised his fist to fight, but Song Che's shooting speed was definitely faster than him——
"stop!"
There was a shout from outside the tent.
Who was saved?
Ning Yehong pushed open the door and walked in, glaring at the two men who were fighting, "Are you crazy? Stop it quickly!"
"Hey, Mrs. Chu made a mistake. It was you, not 'you'," Song Che said innocently, "Your husband wants to beat me, how can I beat him?"
"Don't be so weird!"
"Chu Shike!" Ning Yehong shouted: "Have you forgotten what you came for? This is a military camp!"
Chu Shike gritted his teeth and pushed Song Che away in anger, "You are lucky today."
Song Che straightened his collar, glanced at Ning Yehong, and said with a smile: "I hope I can be as lucky as today in the future."
Chu Shike pulled Ning Yehong and walked out of the tent: "I told you before, he is nothing more than that, why come here to suffer in vain."
Song Che watched him off with a smile and said nothing.
When she reached the door, Ning Yehong shook off Chu Shike's hand, took three steps at a time and came to Song Che, and just looked at him with her eyes open.
Perhaps she had a purpose every time she approached him, but unlike her treatment of Chu Shike, she could act real to Song Che even if she was acting.
This sincere and longing look had revealed the answer deep in her heart, but it was a pity that Chu Shike, whose back was turned to her, could not see it.
Song Che gave him a smile and said:
"At night, in the name of Chu's Trading Company, Huang Wei and Feng Xu will be invited to a banquet at Bazhen Tower. I will have my own way to make them confess truthfully."
"good."
Ning Yehong nodded confidently, turned around and left.
Song Che suddenly grabbed her hand and gently uttered two words:
"Very smooth."
Ning Yehong was stunned for a moment, her legs moved together, and her cheeks instantly turned red to her ears.
"you wanna die!"
Before Chu Shike could rush over, Ning Yehong stopped him first and dragged him out of the tent.
"Hahaha……"
Song Che's laughter resounded throughout the military camp.
