Shanghai, British Concession, Stern Road.

An English-style building that looks a little old, the Tang House.

In Shanghai, if you want to talk about multi-millionaires, it is still counted, and multimillionaires in this era not only represent wealth, but also have a thing called power.

Those who have money may not have the right, and those who have the power can easily become rich as long as they want.

There are even more millionaires, this is the most prosperous city in Asia, the largest financial market in the Far East, a paradise for adventurers, where miracles happen every day, and of course, there are also wives and families who are separated.

A paradise for the rich, a hell for the poor.

"Sir, madam, it's time for breakfast!"

"Got it, Madame is going to our pharmacy to have a look in a while, Mama Wu, let the driver Lao Yu come and pick her up." Tang Tianyuan came down from upstairs wearing a silk robe and a pair of gold-rimmed reading glasses.

Although the situation in Shanghai has stabilized, business is becoming more and more difficult.

But now Shanghai is almost under the control of the Japanese, and even in the concession, those British, French, and Americans dare not easily offend the Japanese.

The Chinese in the concession are better, and those Chinese who live outside the concession are simply inferior to dogs.

"Mother Wu, where is today's newspaper?"

"It's already on the table!" Tang Tianyuan didn't care about politics before, but now that he is like this, he can't be stubborn and conservative.

If you don't care, people will come to you.

The Japanese imposed a blockade on news of the war at the front, and the newspapers in the concession were also affected, and reports on the war situation were either lagging behind or vague.

The source of information for ordinary people is relatively single, and newspapers are one of the channels that are rarely made public, and now this channel is gradually stuck in the hands of the Japanese.

Looking at the Sino-Japanese friendship and community of destiny that are preached in the newspapers all day long, Tang Tianyuan sighed, he was also worried about the future and fate of this family.

He knows that once China dies, all Chinese will not have a good life, and money will not buy dignity.

"Tian Yuan, why did you come down alone?"

Mrs. Tang, Wen was wearing pajamas, with fluffy curly hair, quite foreign, and walked down the stairs elegantly.

"Ma'am, don't sleep a little longer?" Tang Tianyuan showed a rare smile.

"I can't sleep, I dreamed of our house again last night, and I don't know where this girl is now, and I won't bring a letter back, it's really worrying."

"Don't worry, didn't someone bring us news last time that Xiao Jing is safe now?"

"Is it true or not, Xiao Jing has never suffered since she was a child, you said, if she really joins the army, how hard it will be to march and fight, not enough to eat, and not warm to wear."

"Be quiet, are you afraid that others won't know that Xiao Jing has joined the army?" Tang Tianyuan scolded lightly.

"Our Xiaojing is a daughter's family, and we won't go to the front line when we join the army, at most we will rescue the wounded in the rear, what's the big deal?"

"You are really a woman's opinion, if you let the Japanese know that our daughter participated in the ****, what will be the consequences, you weigh it!" Tang Tianyuan said.

"What's this, can the Japanese still eat us?"

"You really don't know anything about the situation outside, and now the Japanese are thinking about destroying our China, and Nanjing slaughtered 300,000 of my innocent civilians in one go, do you think they will reason with you?"

"300,000, it's fake, the newspapers say that it's made up."

"Newspapers, do you know who is behind these newspapers?"

"Master, is this all true?"

"Of course it's true, I have long secretly asked someone to inquire about Xiao Jing's whereabouts, Nanjing is a miserable, hey, it's simply purgatory on earth." Tang Tianyuan said.

"Then what should I do, will our Xiaojing be in danger?" Mrs. Tang became nervous.

"Xiao Jing will not be in danger, but we can't let outsiders know that Xiao Jing participated in the ****, otherwise, we will be in trouble if we are targeted by the Japanese." Tang Tianyuan said.

If the Japanese know that they have a daughter who has participated in the **** and is still in the first division of honor, it is estimated that they will have more trouble.

Now that there is enough trouble, the Japanese have come to the door and want to take a stake in his pharmaceutical factory, but he did not agree, and then the buyers of several best-selling drugs produced by the pharmaceutical factory immediately began to suppress him.

Either reduce the purchase price of drugs, or stop purchasing the products of the pharmaceutical companies under his name.

He knows that suppressing the purchase price is the first step, and he doesn't know how many storms will come next, and the Japanese are all devils who eat people and don't spit out bones.

The owner of the Silian Cotton Yarn Factory, the owner of the Debao Silk Reeling Factory......

Several familiar faces have disappeared, and there are countless unjust souls of Chinese in the Huangpu River.

"Let's have breakfast, after breakfast, I'm going to the bank." Tang Tianyuan said.

"What are you doing at the bank?"

"A sum of money was recovered, and I went to the bank to exchange it for dollars." Tang Tianyuan finished eating a bowl of rice porridge, stood up, walked to the hanger, and took his coat and briefcase.

"Master, madam, there is a person at the outer gate who claims to be from Jiangbei, and he asks to see him." Mother Wu walked into the restaurant with a pair of small feet like flying, and bowed to her.

"From Jiangbei?" Tang Tianyuan was stunned, and the movements in his hands couldn't help but pause.

"Yes, sir!"

"Invite him to the study upstairs!" Tang Tianyuan put down the coat and briefcase in his hand and ordered Wu's mother.

"Mr. Tang, someone asked me to bring you a letter!"

Tang Tianyuan looked at this neat young man, especially the pair of leather shoes on his feet that were about to be smoothed out, this was obviously an ordinary civil servant or a small clerk working in some company.

The suit looks a little ill-fitting, it should have been bought casually at a ready-to-wear store, and the demeanor is neither humble nor arrogant.

When Tang Tianyuan saw the words on the envelope, his expression suddenly became excited.

The envelope was also painted, apparently delivered by hand.

Tang Tianyuan couldn't wait to pick up the fire paint with a knife, opened the envelope, took out the letters inside, and read them carefully word by word, looking very focused.

This is a letter from a daughter to her father, which tells the feelings of this wandering son who misses his parents.

"This brother, I know your intentions." Tang Tianyuan finally put down the letter in his hand and said unsatisfied.

"Mr. Tang, when you read this letter, I believe you should know your current situation and what you have to think about next." The young man said slowly.

Tang Tianyuan didn't answer, he was thinking, after all, this decision was too big, and it would be very difficult for him to give up the foundation he had worked hard in Shanghai for decades and become any other person.

"Shanghai has become an isolated island, if Mr. Tang is not willing to be a traitor and does not cooperate with the Japanese, he is the enemy of the Japanese, and when the time comes, your factory, shop, and this villa will not belong to you, and you will have to worry about your life."

"Is it these things outside your body that are important, or are you and your wife's lives more important, and if the Japanese know your identity, they will use you to coerce our Dean Tang, when the time comes, why do you deal with yourself like this?"

The young man's words were like a sharp knife piercing Tang Tianyuan's psychology, wealth, factories, villas are not important, and even his own life is not important, but he only has one daughter.

This is his heart and liver baby bump, if something happens to Tang Jing, he will be in pain.

"What's your name, young man?"

"In Xia Zhang Nianping, he belongs to the Shanghai Special Operations Group of the Intelligence Department of the Honorary and Honorary First Division."

"What if I'm going to evacuate Shanghai?"

"Mr. and Mrs. Tang can evacuate Shanghai first, and then sign a power of attorney, and I will handle all your properties in Shanghai." Zhang Nianping said.

"Give you my inheritance?"

"Yes."

"Why should I trust you?" Tang Tianyuan has been in the business world for decades, and he will not easily trust people, otherwise, how could he create such a big family business?

"With this!" Zhang Nianping took out a diamond brooch from his pocket and handed it to Tang Tianyuan.

"It's really Xiao Jing's twentieth birthday, how can I give it to her, how can it be in your hands?" Tang Tianyuan was shocked, this was Tang Jing's favorite brooch, and he always carried it with him.

"Mr. Tang, take a look at this." Zhang Nianping took out a cowhide envelope from his briefcase and handed it over.

"Citibank cashier's check, 10 million ......" Tang Tianyuan was surprised.

"No, Citibank hasn't issued such a large amount of checks in China, it's a fake check!" Tang Tianyuan said categorically.

"Yes, he is indeed a fake, but it is enough to confuse the real thing, because this cashier's check is forged by the Japanese." Zhang Nianping smiled slightly, "Moreover, this cashier's check has been confirmed by the headquarters of Citibank in the United States, and in a sense, it is genuine." ”

"No, it can't be, Americans won't be so stupid ......"

"Of course, Americans can't be so stupid, but what if Americans know that someone is forging their cashier's checks and maliciously taking dollars?"

"Can American banks be so stupid, besides, every cashier's check has a special number, as well as an anti-counterfeiting mark, and the real or fake can be immediately recognized." Tang Tianyuan said.

"If that's the case, then there is no such thing as counterfeit money in this world." Zhang Nianping said, "This check was forged by the Japanese, and the Japanese have such technology, do you think the Americans will be afraid of it?" ”

"What are you giving me this check for?"

"This money is owed by the Japanese to our chief, and sooner or later it will be recovered, and now it will be placed here as a mortgage for Mr. Tang, and you will take it and your wife to Hong Kong, and after you get there, I will arrange for you to go to the rear of the Southwest University, and after I dispose of your property here, I will also rush over, and I will hand over your property to you a lot."

"With this fake check and my daughter's brooch, you want me to believe in you and leave half of my life's inheritance to you?"

"Mr. Tang can also handle it himself, but if you do it, it will be dangerous at any time, and we will not be able to guarantee the safety of you and your wife."

"Why don't you arrange for us to go directly to Wuhan or Chongqing?"

"It's not that no, it's just that you and your wife can endure the hardships of traveling and traveling?" Zhang Nianping asked rhetorically.

"This ......"

"Considering that you and your wife are not young, you chose such a safe and hard-working path." Zhang Nianping explained.

"Can I trust you?"

"Your daughter is the director of our field hospital, did she mention our honorary commander of the first division in her letter?"

"Nope."

"No?" Zhang Nianping was stunned, "Didn't Dean Tang mention in the letter, is our teacher's name secret?" ”

"No, no, you can take it and look at it." Tang Tianyuan generously handed over Tang Jing's family letter.

Zhang Nianping took it in surprise and looked at it at a glance, the letter really didn't mention anything about Leng Feng, which made him dumbfounded.

Didn't the leader say anything like this when he was before leaving?

"Doesn't Mr. Tang know the name of the commander of our Honorary First Division?" Zhang Nianping asked in surprise, Leng Feng, the commander of the Honorary First Division, this is not a secret, although Shanghai is an isolated island, the Japanese have not completely occupied it, the concession is still a place outside the law, and it is impossible for the Japanese to turn their faces with Western countries at the same time.

"I know this, the newspaper says that his name is Leng Feng, and he is very ugly, you know, these newspapers are all made up nonsense, and they can't be true."

"You know it all, so what else can't you trust?"

"What does this have to do with believing in you?"

"Isn't there a marriage contract between our division commander and your daughter?"

"How can this be reasonable, nonsense, Xiao Jing has made a marriage contract with the son of one of my brothers since she was a child, how can she have a marriage contract with your teacher?" Tang Tianyuan was furious, slapped the table, and screamed angrily, "You, get out of here!" ”

Zhang Nianping was stunned.

After Tang Tianyuan finished patting the table, his eyes rolled and his hands couldn't help but tremble. Trembling, he somewhat understood, it was not that people were wrong, but that he didn't think about it at all.

The head of this division has to be thirty-four years old, and it is impossible for him to have anything to do with the kid of the Leng family, at most, he has the same name and surname, and there are more people with the same name and surname in this world.

"Mr. Tang, I'm sorry, I'll leave first."

"Don't, Mr. Zhang, stay!" Tang Tianyuan chased after him.

(To be continued.) )