The journey starts from the Titanic

"That's the car from the night club in Paris, how come here?" The mayor's secretary who came to pick up Mr. Jiang whispered, wondering in his heart the identity of the frivolous white man just now.

"Let's go! Go to the South China Consulate." Mr. Jiang got into the car and ordered.The mayor’s secretary hesitated and proceeded according to Mr. Jiang’s request.After all, this Mr. Jiang is an important member of the South China AIA, and there is nothing wrong with him asking the South China Consulate.

I am close to my hometown, but when I return to this homeland again, I have become a foreigner!The car drove into the South China Consulate in Shanghai. Looking at the yellow and blue flags flying high upstairs, Mr. Jiang felt both familiar and a little strange.

"Although Nanhua doesn't have to be in China, but now I have gained considerable power. To create a career in a foreign country is also considered a fame." Mr. Jiang sighed and shook his head.The car stopped for a while before Mr. Jiang came down.

"Father!" A sturdy and green youth walked in front of Mr. Jiang. When he walked over, he hurriedly stopped, panting a little, and looked at Mr. Jiang with excitement and joy.He is Jiang Jingguo, a student of Shanghai St. John's University, and this status shows that he has a good future.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Looking at his energetic son, Mr. Jiang was secretly alarmed, clenched his fist, then quietly released it, and finally patted his son on the shoulder with relief.After a few years, he was as tall as me.

"Minister, Jingguo has been working hard in recent years and has achieved outstanding results. He is one of the best students of St. John's University." At this time, a thin man walked out of the house and said to Mr. Jiang and his son with a smile.This man was named Chen Guofu, the Secretary of the Zhi Gong Party in Central Java, South China. He returned to Shanghai from South China a few days ago to help Mr. Jiang manage his trip.Following Chen Guofu were the consulate and other staff.

"Hello everyone. Because of my personal affairs, I trouble everyone." Mr. Jiang said politely, turning his head to greet the consul and the consulate staff skillfully.

Knowing that Jiang and his son had a lot to say, after a polite reception, the consulate left room for Mr. Jiang and the others.

"Minister? Father, they called you Minister just now? Aren't you governor-general in Central Java?" Jiang Jingguo asked.He knew that his father had been missing for a while, and then he went to Nanhua, as if he became a governor.

"The Governor's Office was changed to Central Java Province. This is to strengthen the government's control over the local area. In the past two years, the situation in South China has been somewhat turbulent. The natives in some areas of Java Island have repeatedly resisted the government in order to suppress the opposition and stabilize the situation. , Your father, I was appointed Minister of the Interior not long ago." Mr. Jiang said here, a little proud and contented in his tone.

Because of his tough methods and good at dealing with indigenous rebellions, Mr. Jiang was very much appreciated by military, political and business circles in South China. It was natural for him to rise to a higher level and he was a rising star in South China's political arena.

"Oh! I also pay attention to the news of Nanhua on weekdays, but I don’t know a lot of things carefully enough. I have the opportunity to learn more about Nanhua from my father." Jiang Jingguo looked at his father with some admiration. He, it’s dark, the sunshine in Nanyang is true. Spicy, his face seemed old, oh no, it should be mature and more majestic.

"This is very good. Young people should know more about the outside world. I wrote to you before and asked you to read more of Zeng Wenzheng's family letter. In your reply, you have some insights. Don't be proud." Mr. Jiang nodded and said sternly. He secretly liked the trace of worship in his son's eyes. Although he was not by his side in recent years, he finally grew up.

There is a lot to say between the father and the son. Most of the time, it is Mr. Jiang who asks, and Jiang Jingguo answers one by one.

"After two days, we will go back to our hometown in Fenghua to pay homage to our ancestors after we have finished cooking in Shanghai. Alas, you have worked so hard for your mother over the years!" Mr. Jiang said with emotion, hardly a trace of tenderness on his resolute face.

Jiang Jingguo nodded and said nothing.After a while, he asked again: "Father, I have graduated and I will have to do something after the Chinese New Year, but I don't have any clues yet."

"What do you think? Do you want to join the army or politics, or go to Nanhua with me?" Mr. Jiang cared about his son's future. He had to pay attention to it. After all, he was such a son.In his view, his son stays in the country and has some of his own relationships. The domestic Zhi Gong Party is flourishing, and whether he is in politics or the military, he has a promising future.Of course, if he comes to Nanhua, he can also arrange a good way out for him.Fortunately, South China and the China Zhi Gong Party have deep connections, and Mr. Jiang's influence can still reach the country.

"Yes! Some of my classmates went to Wuhan to apply for military school to study at National Chengchi University, some went to work in business, and many went to study abroad. I originally planned to go to Wuhan to apply for military school and become a soldier like my father. But I recently got it. As a recommendation opportunity, the William Foundation provided me with a place to study in the United States. This opportunity is rare. The teachers at the school strongly recommended me to study in the United States." At this point, Jiang Jingguo was a little confused.

The recommendation of the William Foundation is not available to everyone. If you enter the William Foundation in the future, you will surely make yourself a network of contacts in the political and business circles.Moreover, St. John’s University was founded by an American pastor. Graduates have always had the tradition of studying in the United States. Students are proud of studying in the United States. Now the Premier of the Wuhan government, Song Ziwen, is Jiang Jingguo’s senior brother, and the Song family has always been close to the William Foundation.If you want to broaden your horizons, staying in the United States is undoubtedly the best choice. Chiang Ching-kuo also wants to meet the world's largest capitalist power.

"William Foundation?" Mr. Jiang was a little surprised when he heard that. He naturally knew the enormous energy of the William Foundation, because the man in white who kidnapped him to the United States was closely related to the William Foundation. Doesn't it mean that he was caught by William Has the Foundation kidnapped?Mr. Jiang couldn't help but lose his mind. The years in the United States appeared in his mind. His footprints have been to the jungles of South America, and then he moved to the United States.In retrospect, he was a little embarrassed, but he still can’t forget the majesty of American industry that he had seen. After the rapid industrialization of South China in the past few years, he deeply realized that the power of industry was turning into an invincible sword. All obstacles preventing the Chinese from ruling South China have been eliminated. Isn't he the most radical among them?

"Father, father..." Jiang Jingguo's cry drew Mr. Jiang back from his absence.

Mr. Jiang looked back at Jiang Jingguo, smiled slightly, and a hint of pride flashed in his eyes. The recommendation of his son by the William Foundation undoubtedly shows his son's excellence. He pondered for a while and said: "Your considerations are reasonable. Come on, I hope you will go to South China with me, but I even hope you will go to the United States to see why people are so strong. In the future, you will be able to learn well, and it will not be too late to come back to join the army or join politics, or even become a businessman!"

"This is just my suggestion. You are not busy making a choice." Mr. Jiang's attitude became kind, and he regarded his son as a peer in his tone. This attitude made Jiang Jingguo's heart warm, and his long-lost father's love bathed in him. Body.

"Yeah." He nodded.

...

When Jiang and his son were in the consulate, Shanghai Mayor Wang Yaqiao was discussing Jiang's father and son with Situ Nan and Wang Chen in the night club in Paris.

"I haven't seen you in a few years, you still scratch your bags! Are the fleshy bones of the Nevada desert serving you well?" Situ Nan smiled and said to Wang Chen. This guy always loves to dress up in a white suit, his impression has never changed. , The cynical smile on his face has not changed.

"Skin and flesh?" Wang Chen was taken aback, and soon realized what Situ Nan meant. In the casino hotels in Las Vegas, there are all kinds of coquettish women from all over the world, which is a paradise for men.

"I've been among thousands of flowers, and a leaf doesn't touch my body." Wang Chen gave Situ Nan a blank look. "It's the Jiang Weiji guy who is still romantic. If he knows, someone kicked him because he coveted Miss Song. I really don’t know how to feel when I go to a foreign country?"

Wang Chen still didn't understand that Situ Nan's "trick" of a drama surname to someone he had never seen before.Wang Chen also participated in the events of the year, not only Jiang Weiji, but also Wang Yaqiao, who was once the leader of the axe gang, was subdued by Situ Nan at that time.A few years have passed, and although I can imagine, Jiang Weiji and Wang Yaqiao have become important members of the party.

Wang Yaqiao sat aside, pouring wine for Situ Nan in a friendly manner, and of course he remembered the past in his heart."What do you think? Shanghai used to be different from what it is now. To meet Mr. Situ is the greatest fortune in my life." Wang Yaqiao gave Situ Nan a grateful look, and now I think about it, I feel that my destiny has been changed by Situ Nan. If it is not the case, the result is definitely not as good as it is now.For example, Kuhaha's Axe Gang will not become a quasi-revolutionary force, training a group of military and political talents for the revolution, and at the same time finding a path to happiness for the suffering villagers of Anhui. Hundreds of thousands of farmers have made a living in Nanhua.Therefore, he is grateful to Situ Nan.

Situ Nan was amused and thought to himself: If it hadn't been for a little prank by Lao Tzu in his early years, there would not be today's Shanghai Mayor and Nanhua Cabinet Minister.Today, if it were not to accompany himself, Wang Yaqiao would have gone to the dock to meet Jiang Weijie.You know that in history, Wang Yaqiao was Jiang Weiji's enemy, and he had to assassinate Jiang Weiji several times?Will these two become good friends?In this life.Situ Nan chuckled, feeling that life is a little bit strange, and sipped his wine beautifully.

Chapter 88

"Lao Jiang had been with the Qing Gang in his early years. In the past few years, the Qing Gang has allowed me to clean up bad enough. It is estimated that Du Yuesheng from the Qing Gang will be with him this time."

Wang Yaqiao suddenly smiled.

"Oh?" Situ Nan stopped the wine glass, his face slipped in disgust when he heard the words Qinggang.

This was seen by Wang Yaqiao, and he secretly smiled in his heart: Years have passed, this boss still has a dislike for the gang, and this kind of disgust is particularly strong in the Qinggang.But also, in front of a big person like him, the so-called big guy on the rivers and lakes does not have much weight. Wasn't he and the Axe Gang modified by him?

To this day, even if Wang Yaqiao has become a political figure, in Shanghai, he can stomped his feet and can earthquake. However, recalling the past, the fate of himself and the Axe Gang has been profoundly changed because of Situ Nan in front of him. This experience has changed. Great, he can't help feeling a little bit.

"In fact, it's nothing? Since the axe gang has been washed white, the scum of the Qing gang should have a way out. Old Jiang likes to recruit the scum of the Qing gang to Nanyang, and they moved their hands on the natives. It's so unrelenting."

Wang Chen interrupted.He happened to have heard Jiang Weiji talk about it on the ship.

"That's right. No matter the Qing Gang or the Axe Gang, they are their own people after they go to Nanhua. There is a saying, they are not familiar with the place where they are born, and they will naturally stand on the united front in the face of the indigenous people with a dominant population. Point, although Mr. Jiang and I have not met, but we have a tacit understanding. I heard that he did a good job in Central Java."

Wang Yaqiao smiled, there was a sense of sympathy in his tone.

"Cheers for the tacit understanding!" Situ Nan's expression relaxed, and smiled and raised his glass.

"In recent years, more and more Shanghai businessmen have invested in Nanhua. The news of Mr. Jiang's return to China spread to Shanghai, and the people in the Zhejiang Chamber of Commerce became active. Obviously, they were inspired by Mr. Jiang. "

Wang Yaqiao commented.

"Sounds great, I also want to see the Zhejiang Chamber of Commerce!" Situ Nan put down his wine glass and wanted to meet the great man. Situ Nan had been with him for a long time, but he had never met him.

"By the way, the Japanese spies in Shanghai have caused you trouble, right?" After a while, Situ Nan asked Wang Yaqiao with a smile and changed the subject.

"Haha! Sometimes it hurts! You know, there are concessions in Shanghai." Wang Yaqiao smiled, his smile a little bitter.

...

The night in Shanghai is calm.Under calm, undercurrents surged.

In the Shanghai Japanese Concession, Kenji Doihara secretly sighed that he was a Japanese who knew China best.

The Japanese were worried about this. In the report sent back to China, the U.S. agency stationed in Shanghai believed that the Wuhan government would become Japan’s main enemy to dominate Asia. Relying on the fast-growing Chinese military industry in Wuhan and Ma'anshan, the two major steel industrial bases, Years later, he will be fully equipped to defeat the northern warlords and unify China.

"This is the confidence of a big country. The rich resources, huge population, and long history now seem to have signs of revival, like a giant. Although weak, it is indeed a behemoth. To conquer such a country, the empire has to be careful. Step by step."

The deeper the inland of South China, the greater the loss suffered by the Japanese spies.Under the attack of the Military Intelligence Bureau of the Wuhan government, the activities of Japanese spies in the south have become increasingly difficult.

Japanese businessmen and expatriates can no longer enjoy super-national treatment in southern China.The minds of the Chinese who were originally inclined to Japan have begun to change, and their attitude is not so enthusiastic.

After several fierce secret fights, the two sides seemed to have reached a tacit agreement that the Japanese spies would not be presumptuous in core cities such as Wuhan, Nanjing, and Guangzhou in southern China, and the MIB would exercise restraint and tacitly accept the existence of Japanese spies in Shanghai.

As for the north...

"Only Manchuria is the support of the dream of the empire. It is a pity that the domestic politicians are keen on democratic politics and cannot see the threat of Wuhan to the empire. Humph!"

Doihara Kenji sneered, his fist hit the Yangtze River estuary on the map of China, his heart was full of resentment.