Republic of China small businessman

He Shuwei wore filial piety clothes and waited at the door of He Dongting's study.

There was wind blowing in from the corridor, and the weather had already begun to heat up, but his face was pale and weak, and he coughed a few times. It seemed that his health had not improved, and he was still sick.

Mrs. He died suddenly, and Mrs. He loved this little son the most. The white-haired man sent the black-haired man, and she was very sad for a while. It was she who asked He Shuwei to ask how to deal with the funeral.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the door of the study was pushed open from the inside, and several people walked out, the leader being Bai Jiuye.

This is the second time Master Jiu saw He Shuwei. He glanced at him lightly, stopped and said, "This afternoon, the Bai family's car had an accident in the eastern suburbs. One died and two were injured. Can you hear about this, Young Master He?"

He Shuwei coughed, and said: "I haven't heard that something happened at home, and I don't have time to take care of it for a while. How is Mr. Bai handling it? Do you need any help?"

Lord Jiu shook his head, and said: "The people in the East Courtyard were only slightly injured, but it was not accidental. Because the roads in the north are snowy and slippery, I am used to installing an extra layer of iron protection on the car, so I escaped unharmed today."

He Shuwei nodded, and made a worried look: "Mr. Bai should be more careful next time. There are many cars in the Shanghai market, so the drivers under him should be more careful when driving..."

Master Jiu glanced at him, and said slowly: "If there is a next time, I will deal with it according to the rules of the North."

After speaking, take people away.

He Shuwei stood in the corridor, his heart beating fast a few times. The head of Beidi Bai's family didn't say anything harsh, but the sentence just now made him inexplicably startled, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, like It's like being threatened with a gun to the temple.

A voice came from the study, telling him to come in, He Shuwei regained his senses and hurried in, paying respects.

He Dongting had already heard about the sudden death of He Sanye in the smokehouse, and when He Shuwei came to report again, he didn't speak, but only looked up at him.

"...The people in the smoking hall were already stiff when they found out. The owner of the smoking hall said that during the day, the third uncle called a prostitute from the Changsan Book Apartment to accompany him, but when he died, there was no one around him. People from the patrol room went to investigate, but they didn’t get any news. The police detective said that the cause of Uncle’s death was the accidental ingestion of wine mixed with opium cream.” When He Shuwei said, there was a sad look on his face, like a junior who lost a loved one nephew. "Father, grandma is very sad. She asked me to ask you, what should I do about the funeral of my third uncle?"

There was a cigarette on He Dongting's table, he thought for a moment, rubbed his eyebrows and said, "What do you think?"

He Shuwei said: "I bought some memorial ceremony according to my grandmother's advice, but I don't know how to arrange it. My son is young and doesn't understand it. It all depends on my father's arrangement."

He Dongting said in a hoarse voice: "Let the housekeeper take you there, and keep the spirit for three days."

He Shuwei agreed, and then asked: "Grandmother wants to invite you over there, I'm afraid you are sick."

He Dongting said softly: "I'm not a doctor. If I'm sick, I just call a doctor or send me to the hospital. I can't help much if I go. I still have some business dealings with the Bai family. After Bai Jiuye's car got out of my place, he met someone. Whenever there is an accident, we must always check it out.”

He Shuwei agreed and went out.

After he left, He Dongting opened the drawer, and there was a pistol inside.

What Bai Jiuye sent just now was not only the news, but also this pistol. The car accident in the afternoon was not that simple, and he felt that it was not easy to escape the danger.

The Bai family's car picked up "Xie Jing". After going out, they found several cars trailing behind them halfway. They changed their route and went to the factory in the eastern suburbs, but they were still rear-ended and intercepted.The Bai family's car was protected by a layer of iron, and it was hard to break into a way out. Thanks to the experienced fighters sitting in it, even the man disguised as Xie Jing was wearing a pair of guns——Bai, He , Xie Sanjia, paid enough insurance, and set up this dangerous situation.

If the other party moved his gun, then he couldn't leave any room!

On the second day, the morning paper widely published yesterday's car accident. Four cars collided with one place, one person died and two were injured in the rear-end car, and the other three cars were slightly injured.

It was originally an accidental car accident, but the reporter from the Morning Post revealed that there was something shady about the incident. The reason was actually related to the acquisition of several textile factories. The rear-end vehicle belonged to the owner of a Japanese yarn manufacturer. Iron rods and wrenches were found in the trunk, and it seemed that they were plotting something wrong.And the factories that the Bai family wanted to buy were under the name of He Dongting. Both of them had some problems with the Japanese, and the reports were full of suspicions.

He Dongting was furious when he heard the news, reported it to the provincial department, and wrote a letter requesting a thorough investigation of the matter.

The Bai family kept a low profile and did not come forward to say anything. The tabloids wrote something about the Bai family, reporting the Bai Jiuye's righteous deeds outside the customs and earning a lot of foreign exchange. He is really a business genius.

In addition, some newspapers even focused their attention on the four cars that collided-the car that was rear-ended was the car of the Bai family, while the other three were all Japanese cars, and the three cars were almost scrapped. The Bai family's car is still intact.The news that the cars of Baijia Dayang Automobile Co., Ltd. are strong and crashworthy spread all over the sky for a while, but it actually increased the sales volume of the car dealership, and more people came to buy cars.

In less than three days, the iron gate of the Japanese embassy was smashed twice.

In addition to the previous patriotic student incident, this incident happened again within a few days. For a while, boycotts of Japanese goods abounded in the Shanghai stock market. Domestic products.The workers of the Japanese cotton mills also organized demonstrations, calling out for unfair treatment, and demanded that the real culprits who killed the Chinese workers before were severely punished. Some rioters were arrested in the patrol room, but under the joint efforts of all walks of life, they were soon arrested. released.

A small car accident became a trigger for the accumulation of various injustices before, igniting the anger of the whole city.

He Sanye's three-day vigil expired, and He Dongting sent someone to take He Shuwei back to the mansion and talk to him.

The huge living room was empty, He Dongting was sitting at the head of the sofa, with two bodyguards in black standing behind him.

He Shuwei sat opposite, looking haggard, with the pungent smell of incense sticks and candles on his body. He still seemed immersed in grief, but it was just the mourning of losing his uncle.

After he sat down, he called out, "Father."

He Dongting looked at him and asked, "I gave you three days, what do you want to tell me?"

He Shuwei's eyes were red, and he said something like life is short and perishable. He Dongting interrupted him before he finished listening, and asked someone to bring a person forward. Seeing He Shuwei's face, he immediately yelled, struggling to tear off the cotton cloth stuffed in his mouth and scold him.

He Dongting only stared at the pale young man with a cowardly face opposite him, seeing his eyes shaking and avoiding, and said coldly: "Perhaps there is not enough one witness, so bring another one up."

Soon, another bodyguard escorted a man forward. The man was in his thirties and was dressed as a servant of the He family. It was the person who helped He Shuwei contact the Japanese businessman that day.

He Shuwei stood up abruptly, looked at the two people kneeling and lying on the ground, and then raised his eyes to look at He Dongting. Cold sweat rolled down his forehead, he opened his mouth several times but couldn't speak a complete sentence for a while.

The woman in Changsan Shuyu broke free from the cotton cloth she spit out, stared at He Shuwei and cursed: "You murderous thing, you killed someone and planted on me... You knew from the beginning that you were a fake, and He Shuwei The third master of the family is hiding it!" She looked at He Dongting and cried loudly, "Mr. He, he knows everything about this bastard, you must make the decision for me. Yan didn't do anything, and was taken to the suburbs today and was almost killed, it must be the bastard He Shuwei who wanted to kill me!"

He Shuwei suddenly knelt on the ground and took a few steps towards He Dongting, but was immediately stopped by the bodyguards. He ignored him and grabbed the arm of the person who stopped him in front of him and shouted in fear: "Father, father, I have been wronged. I didn't intend to kill, you know... I, I don't have the guts to kill people..."

He Dongting looked at him, and said in a deep voice, "You have been with the Japanese, haven't you?"

Several thoughts quickly flashed through He Shuwei's mind, he shook his head and said, "No."