Chapter 21 Foreign meat

Catherine, sitting in the office, took cigarettes and folders in one hand and a coffee cup in the other hand and turned back to the table.

After taking the first sip of hot coffee, she then lit a cigarette. After a puff of fog, she felt temporary comfort. She continued to suck, and her slender fingers, which were yellowed by nicotine with cigarettes, trembled lighter. After a while, she crushed the remaining half of the cigarette in the porcelain ashtray before she picked up the coffee cup again.

At this time, the coffee was just a little warm, and she immediately drank it all at once. After arming like this, she finally opened the folder. There are two pieces of paper in the folder. On the first page, the secretary neatly typed the names of 24 well-known Shanghai dignitaries and top figures and their home addresses with a typewriter.

Catherine scanned the list. They were not friends, neighbors or acquaintances, and there was no one they didn't recognize. Nevertheless, she knew that it obviously took a long time and a lot of energy to convince them.

Two years ago, she was still a housewife who didn't have to worry about anything. For her newly married, life was to clean up the flowers and plants in the morning. In the afternoon, she had afternoon tea and chatted with those wives who were as bored as her. In the evening, she was dressed in gorgeous clothes and treasures, she danced with her husband. Yes, maybe that's all of her life.

Two years ago, when her husband boarded the Princess Elizabeth, everything changed. The Princess Elizabeth sank, followed by her husband who sank to the bottom of the sea, and she became a widow and an extra position - the chairman of Huisheng Bank.

Since then, the position of chairman of Huisheng Bank has become her whole life.

"Oh!"

Looking at the approaching time on the document, she couldn't help sighing and frowned into a ball. All the ladies in the Shanghai Concession looked at her with envy. After she lost her husband, she became the richest woman in Shanghai. In addition to the large property left by her husband, she also owned a bank with a capital of 2 million pounds.

But only she knows that in fact, Huisheng Bank was facing bankruptcy at any time two years ago. Her husband was a banker and also a speculator. Shortly after the outbreak of the Second Boer War, he would participate in the speculation of gold and diamond mines in South Africa, although those mining areas were still in The Boers are under their control, but he believes that the risk is directly proportional to the gain.

But the war did not end soon as he thought. Instead, it lasted indefinitely. From his death to his death, until now, the war is still not over. Although now the British are doomed to win, the war may end soon, and the mine may be closed next year. Well, production will start again, but Huisheng Bank will not survive at that time.

In the past few months, after taking over the bank, in the face of the empty treasury without a mouse, taking advantage of the reason why the coalition forces attacked the capital, the bank's employees successfully convinced those customers that the silver is still safe in foreign banks. If they still insist on withdrawing, they will temporarily borrow from other banks. Part.

But what we need to face now is that in the next few months, there will be a batch of cash deposits with a total deposit of up to one million pounds due. Unexpectedly, no matter how the bank staff persuaded those customers, they still insist on withdrawing the money, cash and foreign exchange, only If it's money, it's fine. Of course, they don't want the exchange vouchers issued by Huisheng Bank.

One million pounds! Not to mention a million pounds, it's 100,000 pounds. Now Huisheng Bank can't take it out. In the past year, in order to maintain the bank's reputation, Catherine has gone bankrupt.

"Just pass this level!"

Thinking of the news that the war was about to end in the newspaper, Catherine's plump and surnamed lips slightly raised, but she remembered that in the past few days, the bank refused to borrow again for many years, which made her frown again.

At this moment, the door of the office was knocked twice, and then a slim blonde came in.

"Catherine, Charlie agreed to meet you tonight!"

Sitting in the carriage, Zhu Jialiang stared at the family in the young master's hand with his eyes.

Although he was just in the foreign bank, when he saw this box of foreign guns, Zhu Jialiang's eyes came out of light. The gun was carried into the carriage, and the bullets were put in the back of the carriage. The young master took out two, and by the way, a cardboard box came out of another box.

After getting on the bus, Chen Moran, who had been playing with a pistol, couldn't help laughing. Previously, Liu Shilun told himself that there were some Bolca-Ruger pistols in the line, but he didn't know what the gun was.

As a result, who ever wanted to see the goods knew that the reason was the famous Luger pistol. Looking at this strangely shaped and well-made pistol in his hand, Chen Moran couldn't help thinking of the soldiers who returned to the trenches in the "Brother Company" he had seen many years ago and rushed back for a Luger pistol and got Luger's hand. After the gun, he was complacent, causing the gun to go off. The unlucky man was shot and broke his leg artery, thus losing his last name.

I didn't expect that now I got a whole box, fifty Rugs, played with the weapons in my hand, and looked up at Zhu Jialiang, who was staring at it. Pulling the elbow bolt on the left, it was filled with a crisp click.

"Jiliang, remember, that's how this thing is used!"

With the trigger of the right index finger, there was a sound of hitting the firing pin from the gun.

Throw the gun to Zhu Jialiang.

"Contone!"

After taking over the foreign gun, Zhu Jialiang learned from the young master and pulled the bolt and pulled the trigger. Why didn't it ring?

"Young master...this"

"It's not loaded!"

Spreading out his palm, Chen Moran's hand was a bullet.

"If you press this, it's a withdrawal magazine. You see, the magazine is empty. This is how the bullets are loaded!"

After loading the bullet into the magazine, Chen Moran looked at the bullet in his hand, took out his pistol from behind his waist, and exited a bullet.

"It's a pity!"

The two bullets are completely different. My NC-75 uses 9mm bullets, while the bullets used by the Swiss-made Borcha-Ruger pistol are a bit like the bullets used in the Type 54 pistol, which are not universal at all.

"Maybe it's not because it's made in Germany!"

"Two fists can't beat four hands. In the future, practice well. Maybe on that day, the young master, I will rely on you to protect me with this thing!"

"It's the young master!"

Zhu Jialiang, who took over the gun, nodded vigorously.

"Young master, let's go there next!"

After learning from the young master's appearance, he put the gun behind him, covered it with his clothes, and looked out of the car. It seemed that it was not the way home.

"Go to the Licha Restaurant. You and Manshun are nearby to have something to eat! Today, young master, I'm going to open a foreign meat!"

Chen Moran's face was full of interest, and the smile on his face became thick.