Ji Quanrong deliberately dressed up carefully, and even the hairstyle was specially made by a French hairstylist.

The asking price of this French hairstylist is very expensive, a simple hairstyle, the asking price is converted into five yuan.

But in order to make a good impression in front of that Japanese beauty, Ji Quanrong spent this money.

He arrived at the restaurant early.

Several bodyguards sat apart.

These are all bodyguards that Wu Sibao personally selected for him.

After waiting there for a while, the waiter opened the door to the restaurant.

Seeing the people who came in, Ji Quanrong's eyes lit up.

Matsumoto Matsumoto!

Today's real tsumako is wearing a light blue dress with a ponytail, which makes her look more pure and beautiful.

In her hand, she was still carrying a bag.

Ji Quanrong swore that he must get this beauty!

"Matsumoto-san, please."

Ji Quanrong diligently pulled out the stool.

"Thank you."

Matsuko smiled slightly, how charming and charming it was.

Ji Quanrong's heart was almost full: "Miss Matsumoto, let's see what you need to eat." ”

"It's up to Mr. Ji to decide."

Look, look, this is a woman.

I heard that Japanese women, in the family, men are the highest status!

If you can really get this woman, then your good days will come......

……

Meng Shaoyuan was sitting in the car and saw Zhen Zizi enter the restaurant.

No one is tracking.

He had some curiosity, Koichi Hahara, did he really let go of Makoko like that?

……

"Mr. Ji, thank you for your lunch. I'm so sorry. ”

Matsuko put down the knife and fork and took out the bag: "This is a small gift, I hope you don't dislike it." ”

Ji Quanrong's eyes lit up.

Gift?

A gift from Makiko to herself?

Ah, she is dashing and dignified, how can a little girl like Makoko resist her charm?

"Thank you so much." After taking the bag, Ji Quanrong's hands trembled slightly: "Can I take a look?" ”

"Of course, Mr. Ji."

Ji Quanrong carefully took out a box from the bag.

It's a little heavy.

He opened the box and was surprised to find that it was actually a clock.

Send the bell...... Send the bell......

In the impression of the Chinese, "sending the bell" and "sending the bell" are homonyms, which is a very unlucky thing.

But Masako didn't notice it at all: "This is our Japanese custom......"

Ji Quanrong still knows some Japanese customs.

Chinese are very taboo about sending bells, but the Japanese are different.

In Japan, however, people are keen to deliver bells

Because, in Japanese, the bell is written as "timepiece", which is homophonic with "Dengqing" and "Denghui", and has the meaning of "festive and auspicious". 、

At the same time, the bell is the four seasons of the year, not afraid of the cold and heat, always moving forward symbol, send the bell, with the encouragement of the other party to be conscientious, look ahead, never slack off, struggle upward.

Thinking about it like this, Ji Quanrong felt a lot relieved.

What's more, this is still a gift from the real coffin.

"Thank you so much." Ji Quanrong solemnly put it away: "You see, Miss Matsumoto also gave me a gift, but I didn't prepare anything. ”

Matsuko smiled: "It's okay, the next time we meet, Mr. Ji can also give me a gift." ”

"Definitely, definitely."

Ji Quanrong can't wait to hold the real hammer in his arms now.

It's a pity, my uncle and grandfather still have something to do in the afternoon.

It doesn't matter, since Makoko has already taken a fancy to herself, are you still afraid that she won't have a chance?

I'm about to become the son-in-law of Japan's Osa......

……

"District Chief Meng, come out."

"Well, got it. After Ji Quanrong left, he immediately drove the car over. ”

……

"Miss Matsumoto, I'll send you."

"Ah, thank you so much, no need. I'll go buy something and I'll call a rickshaw home later. ”

"Okay, Miss Matsumoto, see you next time."

……

A sedan stopped in front of Makoko, and the door opened: "Do you need me to send you?" ”

Zhen Zizi smiled like a flower: "Of course you need to, Shao Yuanjun." ”

……

Ji Quanrong closed his eyes and rested in the car for a while, then opened his eyes and saw the gift that Zhen Zizi gave him.

Although this is a Japanese custom, it is really unlucky for a Chinese.

By the way, I will go to meet Mr. Yamamoto, the manager of the Japanese oil tanker company in Shanghai, who is a key economic figure in Shanghai.

On behalf of the Ji family, he went to discuss cooperation with Mr. Yamamoto.

Wouldn't it be okay to give this bell to Mr. Yamamoto?

It not only flattered the customs of the Japanese, but also gave away unlucky things.

Ji Quanrong smiled when he thought of this......

……

"Zhenzi, you rest here for a few days now, and I will arrange for you to evacuate Shanghai."

"Shao Yuanjun, what about you?"

"I've got to go back, and I'll be with you when I'm done."

……

Sure enough, Yamamoto Changqing, the manager of the Japanese oil tanker company in Shanghai, was very happy to see the gift given by Ji Quanrong.

"Always move forward." Yamamoto Changqing said with a smile: "Mr. Ji, this bell you gave is very meaningful, which means that we must seize every minute and every second to strive for the construction of a prosperous ***** circle." ”

"Yes, Lord Yamamoto."

Ji Quanrong said flatteringly: "This time, I came on behalf of Boss Ji to talk about how to carry out comprehensive cooperation with the Japanese oil tanker company. ”

"We attach great importance to Boss Ji's prestige in Shanghai......"

……

"Wu Jingyi ......"

As soon as he walked into the office, as soon as Meng Shaoyuan spoke, Wu Jingyi pulled him aside: "Someone is looking for you." ”

"Who?"

Wu Jingyi hesitated for a moment and said something in a low voice.

"Huh? Who? ”

"Really."

Meng Shaoyuan was stunned......

……

"Okay, that's the initial intention to cooperate."

Yamamoto Changqing was very satisfied with today's talks, no matter what conditions he proposed, Ji Quanrong agreed to it.

It is said that Ji Yunqing is loyal to the Japanese Empire, and now it seems that it is not an exaggeration.

Sending the bell, it really has a good meaning.

"We should have a drink."

Yamamoto Nagakei stood up.

At this moment, there was a sudden "boom", and a violent explosion filled the entire office!

……

On October 29, 1938, a bomb exploded in the office of the general manager of the Japanese tanker company in Shanghai.

Yamamoto Nagakei, an important economic representative figure of Japan stationed in Shanghai, who had organized two assassinations before the military commander and failed to assassinate him, was blown up and killed.

was killed at the same time, as well as Ji Quanrong, the niece and grandson of Shanghai Tang Qinggang boss Ji Yunqing.

It is said that the bomb was hidden in a bell brought by Ji Quanrong.

From another point of view, it is very likely that this was a carefully prepared assassination, Ji Quanrong took a bomb and met the unsuspecting Yamamoto Nagakei.

This person may have been bought by the military commander a long time ago!

So is there another force behind him that is supporting him?

……

"Say it again, who's going to see me?" Meng Shaoyuan asked with wide eyes.

Wu Jingyi said word by word:

"Your father, right now, is waiting in your office to see you!"