The journey starts from the Titanic

Jiang Weiji found it boring to stay in the house, and after a while, he went to see his younger brother Chen Guofu.

Chen Guofu’s life is better. His father-in-law runs a money house. Although he is not big, he is also a rich man. Fortunately, he did not lose his life in this storm. There are still some conditions in his life and he can take care of his son-in-law. Therefore, Chen Guofu has nothing to worry about. , Have a job, a house and a wife.

Seeing Jiang Weiji, Chen Guofu was very enthusiastic, pitying each other and cherishing each other.

"Zu Tao, I am pleased to see that you can survive this day." Jiang Weiji said sincerely.I was a little envious: Why didn't I have such a good life, how could I find a good wife?Or it wouldn't be so miserable.Well, I must find a rich and powerful wife in the future.

Chen Guofu didn't seem to hear what Jiang Weiji meant. He scratched his head, a little frustrated and said: "It's sad to be sent under the fence. These days, the old man doesn't have a good face."

"That's true." Jiang Weiji nodded, feeling a little disapproving.Isn't the old husband's own?Just be cheeky and you will always get it.But he could not say this.

"Maoxin Company is going bankrupt, do you have any plans?" Jiang Weiji asked again.

In fact, he wanted to ask, if there is a good way, remember to give me a hand.But Chen Guofu's words disappointed him.

"What's the plan? I owed a debt, and the old man helped me bear part of it, but he asked me to work for him for a few years and pay the money back. The ghost knows when I can change it? Besides, I have to support my family now. It's really sad for them this year."

Chen Guofu scolded.He trusts this uncle very much, so he speaks directly in front of him.

"Oh! That's true." Jiang Weiji's eyes dimmed, but he still reluctantly encouraged Chen Guofu, "Don't be discouraged, with our methods, it will develop sooner or later."

Both of them were in a bad mood. They drank a lot of wine and discussed business. Well, occasionally they also cared about national affairs, a little bit of instructing.

What moved Jiang Weiji was that before leaving, Chen Guofu, who was a little confused, gave him a handful of silver dollars."This Chinese New Year, you have to send some money back!"

Before long, Hengtai also went bankrupt.

Jiang Weiji also has a lot of shares in this company, but he is also numb when he is in debt.One owed is money, and two owed is also owed.

The major shareholder of Hengtai is Zhang Jingjiang, who is carried by the Zhang family, so there is no need to worry about Jiang Weiji.

At present, what he cares most about is to apprentice Huang Jinrong.Wait and wait, the flowers are also fading. In winter, the flowers in Shanghai are indeed fading, but a bit of buds revealed in the cold wind makes Jiang Weiji happy.

——Big boss Huang finally agreed to meet him.

On a certain day of a month, a lucky day, suitable for going out and worshiping.

Jiang Weiji deliberately picked a suit and came to the Yellow Mansion in the French Concession with great energy.The Huang Mansion is very big, beautiful and luxurious, the girl is very upright, and the family is very dragged, but in the eyes of Jiang Weiji, it is the style of a big man!Let him admire.

Only with the blessing of such a big man can he get away with sadness!

Sure enough, it's the gang leader, this style, tusk!

The more Jiang Weiji thought about it, the more excited he became. He couldn't help but swiftly stepped, and he looked extremely urgent.

"It won't work, it will make people look down on it. It should be neither humble nor overbearing in order to leave a deep impression on the other person."

Thinking of this, Jiang Weiji took a deep breath, held his head high, his eyes calm, with a little smile, calmly followed up to the second floor.

Huang Jinrong sat on the chair of the teacher, saw a man in his 20s and 30s approaching, raised his head and looked up. He looked upright, with a calm temperament, his eyes calm and respectful, and he nodded secretly in his heart. .

"Zhiqing has met Huang Gong and greets Huang Gong." Jiang Weiji bowed forward and said politely.

"Yeah." Huang Jinrong replied lightly, stopped talking, and left Jiang Weiji in the cold.

When Huang Jinrong didn't speak, Jiang Weiji didn't dare to speak, so he had to be patient, with his feet close together, his hands on his knees, his head slightly lowered, and there was an indescribable respect.

"This young man understands the rules." Jinrong commented in his heart.

"You sit here, I have something to do." Huang Jinrong's face was indifferent, stood up, and went downstairs with a few personal followers.

"Go to the theater." After getting in the car, Huang Jinrong told the driver.

"Master, where's the surname Jiang in the house?" Huang Cai, his entourage, reminded him.

"I'll talk after watching the play!" Huang Jinrong said nonchalantly.A few days ago, for the trial, he hadn't gotten close to Lu Lanchun for a while, and his heart was very greasy.

Thinking of Lu Lanchun's beautiful voice and soft figure, this old hooligan who was just over fifty had inadvertently shown intoxicated expression on the face of the wolf-like tiger.

In other words, Lu Lanchun's demeanor is really good!

When the gong rang, Lu Lanchun stepped onto the court with broken steps.As it is a new play, her outfit today is all the most fashionable and romantic outfits in Shanghai, with her action figure in action, showing her amorous feelings; singing, singing, and charming.

It was full of colors as soon as he appeared, and the eyes of a bunch of hooligans fell out.

"This dick is really their show! But I like it."

Huang Jinrong cursed in his heart while cheering, and he was exuberant with joy, and felt great satisfaction in his heart.

He squinted, tilted Erlang's legs, and shook his head with gongs and drums.

A pair of obsessive thief eyes only stared at Lu Lanchun's towering chest, dreaming about the scenes in his head, wishing to rush up, fiercely, and fiercely...

Huang Jinrong looked attentively, very obsessed.Especially when the play was singing to its climax, he was very heartbroken with a tender "Lianying" shake.

"Haha! Good! Good!"

Huang Jinrong raised his head and poured the wine down, laughing.

Seeing that the boss is so excited, the surrounding hooligans also applauded in conformity. God knows how these golden jade fellows know how to appreciate the elegant art of drama.

But no way, this is their site, a paradise for all Shanghai gangsters.

"Master, since I like Lanchun so much, why not just marry it back?" Huang Cai, who was beside him, saw that Huang Jinrong was looking up, and said at the right time.With a flattering smile on his face, he still cares about the boss.

A fascination flashed in Huang Jinrong's eyes, and Huang Cai's words made him itch. He had already had this idea.

However, thinking of the tigress at home, he couldn't help sighing.

Er, got up and walked towards the background.

Seeing him going away, the gang of hooligans around showed knowing smiles. Then they didn’t have much enthusiasm for other dramas. They gathered together to brag and beat, pick nostrils, buckle toes, spit on the ground, what? There are strange things.

Hey!

After a little while, Boss Huang was refreshed and walked out of the theater with his feet vacant, and returned to the Huang Mansion with a face of contentment.

Soon after he left the theater with his front foot, a fan-headed boy also entered the theater with two entourages.

"Master, this Lu Lanchun is the most sassy actor in Shanghai, and that voice can be exciting." A follower laughed.

"Have you heard of it?" The young man was a little moved.

"No. But everyone said that."

"Oh! Then enter!" The young man walked in anxiously.

After a while, he returned in disappointment.