The journey starts from the Titanic

"It's okay!" The woman smiled on her face, and drew back, and the car left after a while.

"This kind of woman is the best! It's much better than those social flowers, if..." Jiang Weiji hesitated, secretly vowing that she must get ahead.

Just when Jiang Weiji was in a daze, not far away, two stern-faced men in a car with a license plate were watching him.

"Let's go! I'll look for another chance next time." One said regretfully.Originally, the car had started, and the accelerator was stepped on to the maximum, but it was interrupted by another car that suddenly appeared on the street.

After strolling on the street for a while, Jiang Weiji thought of the heavy debt, so he had no interest in shopping.Back home, Chen Guofu had been waiting for him for a long time.

The two sighed, not knowing what to do.

"Uncle, now the money is gone, and I can't pay it. How about I ask Qingbang to come forward, the brothers of my uncle are already there, asking them for help, maybe it will be useful?" Chen Guofu suggested.

"Alright." Jiang Weiji's eyes lit up, as if he had seen a new hope, and then said, "But if you look for it, you can find the strongest person, otherwise the matter will still be difficult to settle."

"Let's find Huang Jinrong! Now Qing helps him the best, and he can eat both black and white. If he comes forward, we will be fine. It's just that we don't know him well, this gangster has a high profile, and most people come forward and he won't buy it." Chen Guofu wrinkled Frowned....

In 1921, the New Year’s Pass was very sad for many people. There was no miracle in the stock market, and exchanges, large and small, gradually closed down.

In this "trust and exchange craze", more than 140 exchanges and trust companies have been spawned in Shanghai, but most of them disappeared in the ensuing "trust and exchange craze".

Words such as failure, bankruptcy, and jumping off buildings appeared in the newspapers from time to time. Almost every time a newsboy shouted on the Bund, such as "Except for the nickname, the so-and-so exchange closed down", the hearts of those passing by were beaten and frightened.

There are only 6 Huashang Exchanges in Shanghai and 2 Huashang Trust Companies. The other hundreds of exchanges and trust companies no longer exist.The bubble has been removed, the market value has evaporated, and the credibility of corporate stocks listed on the China Merchants Exchange has been discredited, and the losses suffered by the majority of Chinese stockholders are even harder to estimate.

Huangpu Wharf.A cruise ship is about to set sail, the target is the United States.

"Don't forget to say hello to the boss for me. Please don't worry, everything is going well in Shanghai." Lin Yimin told Liu Zhiying.

"I will." Liu Zhiying smiled and nodded, "Gently, I'm leaving, leaving behind a bunch of Aihong. Slowly, when it comes to you, I will cut the wool."

Liu Zhiying's unbiased literary talent made Lin Yimin smile knowingly.

After Liu Zhiying left, Lin Yimin sat at the dock for a while, looking at the vast sea, letting the sea breeze blow away a trace of pity in his heart.

Then he rushed to Taikoo Hui Wharf.Seeing a plain-looking white man walking lightly with a few people coming down, Lin Yimin smiled and moved forward.

"Thomas, here you are. How did the journey feel?" Lin Yimin warmly embraced Thomas, one of the core figures of the William Consortium.

"Not bad." Thomas looked at Lin Yimin.At the beginning, the young youth disappeared and became a powerful prince.

Thomas nodded and whispered: "I brought a top-secret person this time, you can arrange it."

"It's all arranged." Lin Yimin turned around and waved, and a few cars drove up from behind to pick up the people.

"Little Paris in the East, looks pretty good, I have a chance to see it." Eugene said to Rollins beside him.

His black skin was a bit surprised in this place, and passers-by glanced at his swarthy skin curiously. For Shanghainese who are used to seeing white ghosts, Eugene is like a cloud of black coal.

However, the convoy disappeared without being exposed to the dock for too long.

"What? Tsar's gold? Still 500 tons?" Lin Yimin looked at Thomas in surprise, his chest undulating strongly.

Thomas looked at Lin Yimin with a smile, his eyes calm, "As a superior, you must always remain calm."

"Sorry, I'm so excited." Lin Yimin said, calming down slowly.

Thomas nodded and said, "This is just an estimate. The true situation is still unknown. So there may not be so much gold, or just nothing.

However, we have to try.According to the news I just received from the United States, Bethlehem once received an arms order from Russia, valued at 40 million U.S. dollars. The other party was the Russian Provisional Government. The deposit was also paid. However, it fell only after delivering some of the weapons. .

I think other countries have similar situations.It is likely that part of the Tsar’s gold has already been paid out, so there will not be as much as 500 tons."

"Yeah. But even one tenth is worth a try." Lin Yimin said.I thought: If this gold can be obtained, some of it will definitely exist in China or Southeast Asia. Isn’t it cheaper for Meihua?

"I need supplies for 500 people and other procedures. Any questions?" Thomas asked.

"It's a bit troublesome. Japan has now occupied Vladivostok, and Manchuria is their turf. I guess they are also aware of the gold issue. For safety reasons. I suggest going from Mongolia, Kulun Highway, Railway, and then to Tianjin."

Lin Yimin found the map, drew it, and introduced Thomas to the situation of Meihua in the north.

Thomas nodded, what Lin Yimin said was similar to what he knew, and he had similar thoughts.

"The north is not our sphere of influence, but we have a long-term expedition team in the north. It should be no problem for them to pick you up." Lin Yimin said again.

"Just prepare as you said. There is no need for much action for the time being, and I will talk about it when I go to Siberia to find out." Thomas said.

Then, he met the Taoist Absinthe.

"Dao Master, this is Mr. Thomas, from the United States. I think you should have a lot of topics to talk about." Lin Yimin introduced with a smile.Both of them were walking in the dark, one in China and the other in the United States, but Thomas was in charge of much more things than Absinthe, and much more professional.

In the past few years, Absinthe had only wanted to do some dark work, robbing graves, digging for treasures, and the like, but as time passed, there were a lot more people under him, and it has grown to more than 200 people. Shanghai, Xinjiang, Beijing, Tianjin and other places have a lot more functions. They are no longer a simple expedition team plus a security team.

Hearing that Thomas was going to Siberia to dig for gold, Absinthe smiled, not too surprised.Digging for treasures all the year round, and often encountering all kinds of treasures and strange things, his heart is already tough as iron.

"Don't worry. I have been to Mongolia once. The road is familiar there. As long as you ship to Mongolia, I will have a way to deliver the goods to Tianjin." Absinthe said.

Speaking of stealing treasures and transporting treasures, he is now the number one smuggler in the world.A large number of treasures were safely transported to Tianjin by his team and then transported back to the United States or Nanyang.

Thomas knew something about absinthe.He laughed after hearing the assurance of absinthe."Then put it this way. We keep in touch at any time."

A few days later, Thomas arrived in Shanghai one after another from all over the world in a hurry.Including Eugene and Rollins, a total of 30 expeditions departed from Shanghai and followed the route arranged by absinthe, from Mongolia to Siberia.

Chapter 28-Everyone Comes to Jump on the Huangpu River

Huangpu River, the tide is long, the rustle beats the shore, and the sound of the waves still sighs how much wealth, ambition, and dreams are shattered.

The ship's whistle resounded across the sky, from far to near, from near to far.History is like a roulette wheel, turning back to the original point. The rubber stock market case a dozen years ago is now staged again, and the days of the stock market crash have become the season of suicide.

A well-dressed man stood by the Huangpu River, head drooping, facing the vast river, his eyes dull, and after a while, a crazy smile appeared on his face.

It's over, everything is over, people are not as good as heaven.Stop it.

Puff!

Jumped into the Huangpu River.

"Someone committed suicide, save people!" People passing by shouted one after another. Some activists hurriedly jumped into the river to save people, but more of them were still onlookers, even though there was a hint of anxiety, concern and pity in their eyes. .

Suicide is a contagious disease. Perhaps that place has good feng shui. After a few minutes, another person who lost cleanly laughed wildly and jumped into the Huangpu River.

It seems like shouting "I will be a stock god in eighteen years". I can't hear it clearly in the rustling wind, but I can feel the grief and unwillingness.The river water has filled that guy's mouth, and he can't scream out anymore, he slowly sinks into the water.

"Oh, another jump!"

"There is one here too!"

"Damn, help! I don't want to jump, whoever pushes me, whoever!"