?? Fee Chapter (12 points)

(One commuter pass plus one chapter)

One is anxious to go home to visit his father, the other is ill, Wang Maoru was still strange when he came to Tianjin, didn't Fang Hongxin find a talent for himself? Where did the talent go?

Wang Maoru was very happy when he saw the little brother, but Jin Xiushan was still naïve, he didn't care about politics at all, and he only talked about his movie dream. When the two talked, they learned that Zhang Hongyang was still sick in Tianjin, and Wang Maoru asked Jin Xiushan to wait for him to come to Beijing. Two days later, when Wang Maoru saw this talent in Fang Hongxin's mouth, he looked sick and lying in the hotel of the Edwardian Hotel, his eyes were blank, and his mouth was humming and speaking English or Cantonese. Seeing Wang Maoru, Zhang Hongyang's eyelids barely lifted, so he closed them immediately, and hummed heavily, unable to lift his spirits.

Jin Xiushan hurriedly said: "Jack Zhang, ** is here, hurry up and be energetic." ”

Zhang Hongyang thought to himself that people would ask Zhuge Liang to take care of the thatched house, I am a returned overseas Chinese, a financial talent, how can I not be good-mouthed, otherwise I will not do me.

"This can't be done, I'm terminally ill, these are all dying people, it's really ...... What an international joke. Wang Maoru looked carefully, this kid is holding the shelf, no matter how you handle it, I'll give you a dismount first, then he turned around and said, "Wu Resong, pull it out and bury it, don't forget, use a mat, don't use a coffin, it's too expensive." ”

Zhang Hongyang's eyes widened, almost passed, don't use a coffin, use a mat, can't I use a coffin?

"Yes." The guard Wu Resong was a young man from an ethnic minority, and he was sincere, and after listening to the order, he didn't care about it, and immediately walked to the side of the bed and lifted the quilt, and the cold wind poured on Zhang Hongyang's pajamas. Zhang Hongyang was a clever man, and just as he was about to speak, he was grabbed by Wu Resong's arm, and before he could react, Wu Resong threw it again, and Zhang Hongyang's thin body "snapped" on Wu Resong's shoulder. Carrying Zhang Hongyang, who was only 100 catties, was not taken seriously, and asked humbly: "Dashuai, where to bury Gada?" I see a nice place in the backyard, it's a dry well, and the depth is just right. ”

"No, in case people still drink water in the future, in this way, you can find a random place, and you can also have a mass grave outside the city." Wang Maoru said deliberately, squinted at Zhang Hongyang, saw that the kid was stupid, and said: "Hey, you said this Fang Hongxin, how can you find a sick seedling for me, no matter how big the talent is, this disease is nothing, bury it early, by the way, let's go eat hot pot." ”

Zhang Hongyang immediately shouted energetically: "I'm cured, I'm cured, I'm absolutely cured." "I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat, but this illness was really cured.

Wang Maoru and the others laughed, who: "Come on, put him down, Wu Resong." Uresong threw him on the bed and plopped out, this Zhang Hongyang was only half back from the three souls and seven spirits, and finally he didn't have to be buried alive.

Zhang Hongyang was indeed scared enough, more than a dozen strong men in military uniforms surrounded him and looked at him fiercely, and a tall man was still sneering at the beginning, which is the boss, he is simply a bandit, and stammered: "B, are you mixed up?" "He is from Guangdong, and his parents were sold piglets and trafficked to the United States, so the northern dialect is average, and everyone barely understands it too well. Wang Maoru traveled south and north, although he couldn't say all the local dialects, he could understand them, and said: "Brother Xiushan didn't tell you my identity? ”

"He said that you are rich, powerful, and powerful." Zhang Hongyang said.

"I'm a warlord." Wang Maoru said.

"Boss, are you a warlord?" Zhang Hongyang's eyes widened.

Wang Maoru patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "So, you have a lot of room for development in the future." ”

Zhang Hongyang screamed, looked back at Jin Xiushan, and scolded: "Jin Xiushan, I Pu your mother" Jin Xiushan hurriedly ran out of the door, this brother Wang became a warlord, it is really different from before, this temper ...... I'm going to bury people at every turn, and it's not enough for me to have ten lives, so I wonder if I've voted for the wrong court? It's better to go back to your hometown to be a clerk, step by step, follow Boss Wang, there are many opportunities for promotion, but if you are unhappy one day, you won't remember the love three years ago...... Besides, how strong the love can be with the same boat. was thinking about it, Wang Maoru in the hall said that he would let Zhang Hongyang recuperate and find him in a few days, and said to Jin Xiushan: "You should be an adjutant for me first, learn from Wei Dongling, and change your problems." ”

Jin Xiushan didn't speak, and Wang Maoru said: "I heard that you learned to smoke a lot when you came back?" Jin Xiushan hurriedly said that he was a decent person, but he was not addicted, Wang Maoru said: "Decent people are fart, one by one with big eyes and thin muscles, like a bone shelf, you are here to take refuge in me, be my little brother, I can't treat you badly." But don't embarrass me, do you know? ”

"Yes, yes." Jin Xiushan dared to object, half regret and half expectation in his heart, and from then on he would become a mixed warlord underground, would he carry a gun? Will you ride a high-headed horse, will you wear red and green? What kind of government to go to, where does the government have the prestige of officials and soldiers? But what about your film career? yes, isn't it useless to learn in the past three years? I was thinking about it mentally, and when everyone was gone, I had to raise my legs and follow. But I saw a tall man come over and say, "I am the adjutant Wei Dongling, the marshal has ordered, give you a task, take care of Zhang Hongyang, and let him get well quickly." ”

"Huh? Shall I serve that ancestor? Jin Xiushan cried with a sad face, yes, he pit this little Guangdong, and see how the kid cleans himself up.

After resting for a few days, under Jin Xiushan's "careful care", Zhang Hongyang finally recovered. In addition to being scared in a cold sweat that day, Wang Maoru found him a foreign nurse the next day, and the escort fee was fifty dollars a day. The foreign woman also knows who the patron is, this Jin Xiushan is obviously an errand runner, although he squeezes his eyebrows, but he ignores this person and takes care of Zhang Hongyang wholeheartedly.

Although Zhang Hongyang has seen many blonde and blue-eyed foreign girls in the United States, foreigners abroad look down on Chinese, and even Ji women do not do Chinese business, but they did not expect to return to China and have foreign mother-in-law to serve, in a good mood, in good condition, and the body will naturally recover. Looking at Zhang Hongyang, who was sitting in front of him with a somewhat restrained expression, Wang Maoru asked with a smile: "Have you worked in Standard Chartered Bank?" You're still a Yale graduate? ”

"Yes and not all." This time, he didn't speak Cantonese anymore, and after Zhang Hongyang saw Jin Xiushan again, he was moved by Jin Xiushan and decided to be Wang Maoru's staff. In this era, not everyone can become a careerist, and some people cling to a big tree to climb the ladder. He knew that no matter how much he could develop when a young man who didn't do well in the United States returned to China, he would only be a bank clerk who earned more than a dozen yuan a month or a comprador translator of a foreign bank. He is unwilling to be so muddy for the rest of his life, and hopes that he can show his strength in the Republic of China, but in reality, how can anyone appoint a hairy boy like himself. Although there are few envoys in Hulunbuir, who knows if he will soar into the sky? Everything is speculative, and the opportunity must not be lost and will not come again.

"How?"

Zhang Hongyang said: "I once skipped classes at Yale University, but after a long time, I was kicked out because of my Chinese identity, and I only worked on Wall Street for a year before leaving. ”

"That's not bad either." Wang Maoru said with a smile and said, "As far as I know, Yale University is the cradle of American politics. ”

"Major in Economic Relations." Zhang Hongyang said shyly.

"Are you on Wall Street or something?"

Zhang Hongyang sighed and said, "I don't know if Mr. knows about the Kiri Act?" ”

"I'm sorry, I've been to Europe before, but not to the United States." Wang Maoru said that he traveled through and traveled to Europe twice, but how could he have the money to go to Europe in his previous life.

Zhang promoted to the point where he did not ask him about Europe and the United States, explaining: "This bill is actually the Chinese Exclusion Act in the United States, and Americans only allow Chinese to work in the United States as the lowest servants, and in places like Wall Street, non-white people are not allowed to enter." Moreover, once Asian Chinese in the United States have a conflict with whites, they are killed in time, as long as the whites have any excuse, they are not guilty. My classmate got the cheapest job on Wall Street and was shot dead by a banker over a little verbal argument. Afterwards, we went to the government to ask for help, and they explained to us that my classmate had a neuropathy and belonged to an aggressive mental disorder. My classmate is from Shanghai, although he loves to offend people, but he is timid by nature, not to mention that we have been working for six years, and he was killed by the Americans in this way. What human rights can we Chinese have, alas, no, no"

Wang Maoru stood up, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "I'm sorry, compared to the Chinese in the United States, the Chinese in Europe are treated well." ”

"yes, Europe is pretty good." Zhang Hongyang said silently.

Wang Maoru couldn't help but sink in his heart, thinking that a hundred years later, not only Europe sanctioned China, the United States sanctioned, Japan and South Korea repeatedly provoked, and even those small countries in Southeast Asia slaughtered Chinese from time to time, all because the motherland was not strong. The strength of the country is not only reflected in the wealth, but also in the spirit, and it is precisely for some historical reasons that the last backbone of the countrymen has also been broken, and they must live honestly and live on their knees every day. Thinking of this, Wang Maoru resented the Russians even more, and the Russian nation had to burn and kill the Russians if they had the opportunity.

Seeing Zhang Hongyang looking at him suspiciously, Wang Maoru retracted his thoughts and asked: "Actually, I want to ask Mr. Zhang if there is a way to make money. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to the mobile network () www.biquge.info Biquge, reward, your support is my biggest motivation. )

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