Wang Maoru saw that this kid was very clever, so he laughed and took off his military hat and put it on the table, and then walked to the front of the world map that was shot and killed in the north, looked at the world and said loudly: "You come to do the game, I will cooperate with you, let you cheat the British Empire, the Japanese Empire, the French Empire and the American Empire of money, and you will spend the money you defrauded to the Chinese people, benefit China, and benefit Chinese civilization." If this matter is successful, 20 years later, the vertical and horizontal side door will be written into the middle school history book, for the side door to correct the name, the vertical and horizontal side door is not a liar thief, but a thief who also has the way to bully the strong and help the weak. He pointed to the countries on the map, as if they were in control of what he was saying.

This person is really ambitious, and he is a madman, he is even more arrogant than himself, his principal is on the surface, and General Shangwu's arrogance is in his heart, and his heart is extremely arrogant. Zhou Dezhong grinned and knocked on his head, and suddenly asked, "Xiushuai, if I don't agree, will I not see the sun tomorrow?"

Wang Maoru chuckled, took out two cigars, threw one over, lit one himself, and said lightly: "Yes, you can definitely see the sun tomorrow, and you can still bask in the sun for a few days in a row, how comfortable it is." I'll let you die in the sun, you're not objected, are you?"

Zhou Dezhong also lit a cigar and took a beautiful puff before he smiled bitterly: "Then can there be a choice?" I'm also a great man for the country and the people, okay, I'll do it. By the way, Xiushuai, if I die in the line of duty, will I get a title? A national hero?"

Wang Maoru said with a smile: "Yes, yes, I will also ask people to list a separate biography for you in the history of the Republic of China."

"Come on, it!" Zhou Dezhong shouted, "Tell me, how do we do it." ”

Wang Maoru said: "Simple, stock market."

"The stock market?"

"You don't know about the stock market?"

Zhou Dezhong said: "I know that in the second year of Xuantong, Shanghai frantically speculated on rubber, and rubber rose from 25 taels of silver per share to 50 taels of silver a month. At the end of the year, it had risen to 2,500 taels. Therefore, many merchants in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai, as well as the Manchu nobles and Han ministers, and even the Qing government invested money in the stock market. However, at the end of the year, the stock market suddenly crashed, and many people committed suicide by jumping into the river, which was the stock market crash. ”

Wang Maoru touched his chin and said: "Speaking of which, this is hype, **naked hype." Foreign businessmen are not well informed about the use of information channels among the Chinese people. It is estimated that more than 100 million silver was poached from China by publishing fake news in newspapers. In this stock market crash, foreigners have received more benefits from China than the Gengzi Change, and the Gengzi Incident is still paid in installments. The hard-earned money of the Chinese was almost gone, and the stock market crash in the second year of Xuantong was also the last straw that led to the demise of the Great Qing Dynasty. I know that what you're good at is to make a game and let others jump in deliberately, so you use the stock market to give foreigners a little color. ”

Zhou Dezhong said: "I am a yellow face. If you go to Europe and the United States......" He suddenly slapped his face and laughed, "By the way, I can disguise myself as Japanese."

Wang Maoru laughed and said, "It's interesting, it's interesting, just do it." You can do bad things as you want abroad, use the stock market, use speculation, and deceive those bastards. What to do, you think. If you lack people, money, and a lack of qiē, I will support you. ”

"Yes." Zhou Dezhong smiled, "You can do it yourself." ”

Wang Maoru lured Liao Zhipeng over and said, "This is your leader, and he will be directly responsible for you in the future." Your company is called Tianxin Insurance Company. Liao Zhipeng said helplessly: "How is the insurance company?" Wang Maoru said: "Don't underestimate the insurance industry, your insurance company will be the core of the think tank in the future, and the money earned by the insurance company will be invested in the think tank." Can't I take money for you every year, can I?"

Liao Zhipeng thought about it, sighed and said, "I kind of understand what it means to be sold and help count the money."

Wang Maoru burst out laughing. "Your first business was to go to Japan. Many factories have closed down recently, workers have gone on strike, and soon there will be an armed uprising triggered by workers' funding. You go to Japan, you buy a factory, you put a mortgage on the bank, and so on and so on you shorts the Japanese bank, and then you slip away. I'll find someone to help you with the game, and you can plan what to do for yourself. Fei Hong, I'll give you 30 men and 3 million silver yuan, and you can go and set up an insurance company. ”

After the two left, Wang Maoru became more and more happy, and later received an invitation from Japanese Ambassador Kohata Youkichi, and it turned out that October 8 was the 50th birthday of Kohata Youkichi, and the staff of the Japanese Embassy was preparing to celebrate Kohata Youkichi's birthday, so they invited various celebrities in Beijing to attend. Wang Maoru, as the most powerful person in China, is naturally also on the list of invitees.

Wang Maoru himself did not want the Japanese Embassy to participate in the celebration of the birthday, but Secretary General Yang Du said that China and Japan are both rivals and cooperative relations, and there is no need to be so stiff, and there is a room for maneuver, and it would not be bad if there was no room for maneuver. After thinking for two seconds, Wang Maoru decided to go to the Japanese embassy for a banquet.

With the establishment of the fifth National Assembly of the Republic of China, the fifth presidential election is getting closer and closer, and more and more Chinese and foreign journalists and celebrities are gathering in Beijing, the capital of the Republic of China, and suddenly there are more big noses. The increasing number of foreigners has made it impossible for the National Defense Forces to completely enforce the curfew, and they have demanded that the Chinese police ban the curfew and give freedom to journalists from all over the world and the Chinese people.

After careful consideration by the Ministry of National Defense, it was ordered that the curfew be changed from 10 p.m. to 5 a.m. to 12 p.m. the day before to 5 a.m. the next morning, from seven hours to five hours.

Of course, for the common people, everyone goes to bed early, and no one has the leisure to spend any nightlife, but for those who like to dance parties and like to play all night in the big hotel, this is a great thing, you can stay a little longer, you can play for an extra hour. Due to the unification of the country in advance, the businessmen with a sensitive sense of smell have long been impatient, and they want the country to be peaceful the people who want the country to be peaceful, and only by being peaceful and stable can the merchants make more money. All of a sudden, in addition to Beijing's Bada Hutong, there were three flower streets, two of which were women's streets, and one was actually the flower street of the rabbit master, which was called Chrysanthemum Street.

When Wang Maoru saw the newspaper sent by Yang Du, and the entire page of the newspaper was introducing Chrysanthemum Street, and a lot of advertisements were made for it, Wang Maoru was suddenly dumbfounded, is the atmosphere of the Republic of China so open? In comparison, it seems that after a hundred years, it seems conservative?

Most of the people who go to Chrysanthemum Street to play are high-ranking officials and nobles, and these people play with many women, so they are psychopathic and want to taste the taste of men, Wang Maoru looked at the newspaper, shook his head and put the newspaper on the table. Yang Du walked in and saw this scene, stroked his goatee and smiled: "Xiushuai, you also saw it?"

"How can it be?"

Yang Du sneered and said lightly: "This is the freedom of the people?"

Wang Maoru raised his head and saw that he meant something, so Yang Du stopped talking, but the meaning was clear, could the so-called democracy really be an excuse? Yang Du handed the newspaper to himself, and he wanted to say something to himself. Wang Maoru smoked a cigarette, slowly let the smoke cloud into his entire lung cavity, and then spit it out. This cigarette is a little spicy, and the domestic cigar is just not as flavorful as the Cuban cigar. He slowly walked to the window and watched some guards in the venue training in hand-to-hand combat, and the scene was quite lively.

The afternoon sun was a little dazzling, and it seemed that there had been no rain in northern China for half a month, and the weather was very hot.

"Democracy, democracy." He walked back to the newspaper in a self-muttering manner, this chrysanthemum street was completely established by the people themselves, and there is a supply when there is a need, not to mention that the current capitalist society, the society before Wang Maoru crossed, must also have such dirty transactions and places. These are some of the evils of democracy, and it can magnify ugliness, because ugliness is also a need.

Yang Du hoped that Wang Maoru would understand that American-style democracy is not suitable in China, that China should have Chinese-style democracy, that it should be a top-down management model, and that the 5,000-year-old tradition dooms the Chinese to accept the management and being managed model in their bones. Wang Maoru once talked with him about the composition of the country's model, Yang Du is a traditional wise man, and said that a characteristic of the Chinese people, no matter how much this person pays attention to democracy and freedom, and stresses fighting for the rights of others, but after this person grasps the power, he will definitely become a fascist dictator, and the more he clamores for democracy, the greater the possibility of becoming a fascist dictator in the future, just like the more the children of those poor families grow up to become officials, the more greedy they are.

Is the road to democracy European, American, or Japanese? Or is it Chinese? Wang Maoru fell into thought.

At half past four in the afternoon, it should be time to get off work, Wang Maoru looked at the schedule, and then went to attend the birthday banquet of the Japanese minister Kohata Yukichi, had a meal, delivered a birthday greeting, and then went home.

Adjutant Feng Yinbin took over the military uniform and asked in a low voice, "Do you need a stupid bullet suit?"

Wang Maoru has always been jealous of Japan, so he nodded, and Feng Yinbin took the body armor and put it in the military uniform, and the body armor is composed of a layer of close-fitting steel plates, which protects his upper torso according to Wang Maoru's body muscles. A total of three pieces of special body armor were made, one for Wang Maoru, one for Jiang Fangzhen, and the other for Li Muyu, director of the Central Intelligence Department of the Security Headquarters. After putting on the body armor, it seems that Wang Maoru's whole person is a lot stronger, and with the black military uniform, Wang Maoru has the feeling of three hundred Spartan warriors. (To be continued.) You are welcome to come to the Biquge www.biquge.info to vote for recommendations and monthly passes. For mobile phone users, please go to read