Chapter 97 Principal and Director

Night is coming, and the surroundings are quiet. In the cabin, you can occasionally hear the waves of the waves hitting the ship. In the crowded cabin, you can occasionally hear a little sound. The people who were still laughing in front of the clock have fallen asleep.

At this time, in a cabin of a ship, a girl was holding her chin and looking at the night in the river outside. She looked sad, with a touching look that the lady was greatly wronged.

Looking out of the window, it was a little bright outside, and the river was also sparkling.

Ah, the moon is rising. In the cabin, removing Cui Xi's breathing when he fell asleep and the laughter from my dream, there was no more movement. Liu Jingxuan sat gently at the table, with his hands under his chin, and began to think about his mind.

"I don't know how he is!"

Thinking of him in a cage in the newspaper, Liu Jingxuan frowned tighter. For the first time in her life, she tied her mind to a man. Although she was still a little annoyed with him, somehow, after he left, she never put that person down in her heart.

Thinking about it, maybe it was because it was too long, or maybe it was a little tired. A burst of sleepiness hit. Liu Jingxuan's mind also slackened down, so she lay on the table and took a nap. In confusion, she seemed to be in a bumpy hut. With the bumps of the hut, she crossed the mountains, streams and rivers and came to a huge In front of the Western-style courtyard.

The door opened, and a man in clothes came out of it. The man walked to the house with a crutch, gently opened the red curtain, and then took himself down from the horse. She was anxious to struggle, but she didn't have the strength all over her body. She wanted to curse the man, but she couldn't figure out what to scold.

The man walked into the foreign-style courtyard with himself in his arms and into a red room. Then she saw a big letter of joy sticking to the head of the bed and the window.

God! It's the bridal chamber!

Before she could react to the man holding her, she somehow changed into a groom's clothes. There was still a bad smile on his face, and his hands were irregular. He touched his chest and then gradually slipped... Until... When she lowered her head shyly to take away, she I found myself lying naked in the man's arms.

This discovery made her very ashamed. She was about to push the man away, but the man flew up with her in his arms. The white clouds passed by them, and the birds lingered beside them. Ah, it was really beautiful. Finally, the man and himself fell in a strange place, where there were towering tall buildings, endless carriages, and smoking iron boats on the river... I don't know when she stood on the street, and many people pointed at her, as if they were laughing at her and scolding him.

"I'm not wearing clothes!"

Their words scared her, and she couldn't help thinking of that man. What about that man? She looked around, but never saw him again. And now people's curses are getting bigger and bigger, and a flying stone hits their foreheads. It hurts... "Don't, don't, please don't look at me..."

Liu Jingxuan woke up from the table in a cold sweat.

"So it's a dream!"

Liu Jingxuan touched her head with some fear. At this time, she really regretted why she came to Shanghai with her father.

"I'm so ashamed to have such a dream! That stinky man, if I touch you again, look at the girl, I won't smoke your tendons and peel your skin!"

Thinking of the culprit in the dream, Liu Jingxuan muttered with a red face, but after thinking about it, she couldn't remember what the stinky man in the dream looked like, but she remembered the crutch.

"It's that squeap!"

Although his face was red and his ears were red, he thought of the disregard of the squeline, which only made Liu Jingxuan's heart smell strange.

"Stinky lame, if you dare to be disrespectful to me again, let's see how I deal with you, hum! ...What are you thinking about!"

As she spoke, the scene of being kissed by him appeared again, which only made Liu Jingxuan spat quickly and lie down in ** with a red face. As soon as she closed her eyes, the crippled bad smile appeared in front of her eyes again, but she smiled sweetly in the strange dream. Only the moon is reflected in this narrow cabin.

The sea gradually retreated behind it. The Xidan Maru cruise ship took advantage of the wind and waves to set off bursts of foam waves at the mouth of the Yangtze River, and turned into the Wusong River. Under the night, under the curtain, it was the metropolis that made adventurers all over the world yearn for - Shanghai!

At this time, New Yongjian stood on the bow deck of the Xidan. The closer he was to Shanghai, the more he felt that his blood was boiling. The gentle sea breeze reminded him a lot, of the hardships experienced in this land, and also remembered the person he regarded as a teacher. When the ship left the port, he read in the newspaper that the Shanghai tycoon Chen Moran said outside the door of the central patrol room.

"There is only one sentence, the individual is strong, the country is weak, and there is always a loss! The humiliation suffered today is inseparable from the weakness of the country. In silence, there is only one sentence to advise compatriots that the Chinese should be self-improvement!"

A scorching blush appeared on New Yongjian's resolute face. From those words, he knew that his teacher had changed! New Yongjian, who has a firm face but a strong heart, looks at the Bund with lights on, as if he can see the future from the flashing lights, a rolling future.

"I'm coming!"

"Beep..."

When I got close to the dock, the whistle of Xidanwan echoed over the Huangpu River... "Wow!"

The sound of broken utensils came from the room, which only shocked the servants passing outside, but no one dared to go in.

Even the housekeeper Resa, when he heard the cracking glass and roaring from the room, he just frowned and didn't say anything.

The young master suffered a great humiliation outside, and Chen's whole family already knew it. Even if they didn't read the newspaper, they could hear the rumors of "Chen's cripple compensation for one or two silver" and "reported apology" from others when they left the house. In the territory of Shanghai, the evaluation of the young master was also divided into two sides.

On the one hand, he thought that he was a cartilage and was soft to the foreigners, while on the other hand, he thought that it was not that his Chen's clemb bone was soft, but that the bones of the Qing Dynasty were soft, which made him Chen clembly humiliated. But no matter what the outsider said, there was a fact that Chen squealted was greatly humiliated and humiliated.

Since he came to this time and space, Chen Moran has been smooth and has not been hit by anything. As long as he thinks of his own one or two pieces of silver, he will be compensated to Charlie, and even be exhibited by Charlie Tree in the glass window of the street. There is also a sign "Chen Lunzi of the industrial company" hanging below. Chen Mo But that's the blockage in my heart.

"Dog's Manchurian!"

After falling the glass bottle, Chen Moran, who was already drunk, scolded Charlie and then scolded the full man.

"You son of a bitch, you have no bones, and I will suffer!"

While talking, Chen Moran, who was lying by the bed, looked up again.

"One or two pieces of silver!"

A hoarse howling roared out of his voice. His heartache was not a tael of silver, but his face, but his grief and indignation was the great humiliation he had suffered.

At this time, Chen Moran had no pig's tail on his head, but only a shaved head. After he went home, he shaved it with a razor. In order to shave out the bald head, he even made more than a dozen cuts on his head.

He staggered up and walked to the broken mirror. Looking at himself in the mirror, Chen Moran's drunken face squeezed out a sneer.

"You are still the same as them!"

Once upon a time, when he read the report in the newspaper that the head was accompanied by one or two taels of silver, he even promised himself that "it has nothing to do with him, others compensate, but he did not compensate", but now, whether he wants to or not, like 450 million Chinese, he has accompanied foreigners with a tael of silver.

One or two pieces of silver, a couple of silver, completely smashed Chen Moran's last bit of dignity and the false disguise. Even when he kept the braid and put on the coat, he would occasionally say to himself in his heart that it was just the appearance, but the bones were different from them.

But that's different, but it's just what he calls different.

Although he was drunk, Chen Moran still shook away from the bathroom with a sneer on his face. He twisted the water dragon and let the cold water of the wine spray hit his body. The cold water from head to toe woke him up a lot, and the strong smell of wine on his body faded.

Angry is good! It's just chagrin!

It was useless. His eyes stared at the clean tiles, but Chen Moran's expression became serious and cold. The two taels of silver completely stripped him of his face, but it was the same, which made him completely identify with this era and his identity.

When the cold water fell on his body, Chen Moran muttered to himself with his eyes closed.

"Non-violence can't stop Hitler's iron horse. Negotiations can't let al-Qaeda lay down its weapons. We say that force is necessary. This is a sophistry, but to learn from history!"

People have always been like this. The sharp changes of people are due to changes in things and the environment. Chen Moran is like this. In this era, many people are like this. As a counterfeit banknote, he never thought that he could save the country, and he did not realize that making counterfeit banknotes was a head-killing business. In that time and space, he kept using Mayakovsky's "When you have no way out, you still have the last way to go, that is, crime. Always remember, it's not shameful." Convince yourself to take the road of no return.

And in this era, he just wanted to live a good life, but he was changed by the environment little by little. The environment and encounters stimulated the hidden consciousness in his heart. Even if the braids are continued, when the symbol of the slave makes him angry, and when he has a rebellious intention, it is more for profit. For him, perhaps nothing personal interests are more important.

But until after this two pieces of silver, he could no longer control himself to calm down and face everything. In the past, he may have valued himself more, but now, this amount of silver tells him the reality that as a Chinese, he must do something!

When he strode towards the study, Xiao Yu's face was smiling. Finally, two days after being with the wine, Chen Moran walked out of his bedroom, ordered the servant to cook a meal, and then asked someone to inform him to go to his study.

After Xiao Yuren entered the study, he saw Chen Moran sitting in a circle chair reading newspapers. The newspapers were spread out on the table, but his fingers gently tapped the writing. There was also a thick pile of newspapers on the desk. Just a glance, Xiao Yuren knew that these newspapers were old newspapers of the past two days.

"Sitting!"

Chen Moran said without raising his head and pointing to the chair in front of him.

His words came to his face with a strong smell of wine. Xiao Yuren frowned and didn't say anything.

"Now my slitaire is notorious, 450 million taels! I gave those one or two!"

As soon as he received the newspaper, Chen Moran stared at Xiao Yuren and said.

"It's all the nonsense of reporters. Don't take it to heart. Most newspapers are still good for you!"

Xiao Yu said cautiously.

"They are telling the truth, aren't they?"

When he said this, Chen Moran pulled out a cigarette and didn't let Xiao Yiren light it for himself.

"The facts are irrefutable. No matter what reason I have, in a word, I, Chen Moran, did not escape from that one or two taels of silver!"

When Xiao Yan was still entangled with Chen Moran's silver, Chen Moran's eyes turned to the red oak door.

"Miyang, I can tell you that I have always thought that as long as they don't force me too much, I will wait, endure, and wait for that day to come. When the time is ripe, everything will naturally come naturally. We'll start again then!"

Chen Moran's face, which was a little uncertain, showed a sense of sarcasm, as if he was laughing at himself. Originally, his idea was very simple. He endured and waited for ten years to build his own industrial empire. In the next ten years, he will take the Pudong Financial Center as the leader to raise funds, take Ma'anshan to Huai as the axis, develop the metallurgical and coal chemical industries, and use the radiation effect in Jiangsu, Anhui and Zhejiang. The establishment of Jiang and Jiangxi's own family background, the water conservancy of the Yangtze River, coastal shipping, and convenient transportation will help the realization of this dream.

Finally, ten years later, his industrial company and Chen Muran will be the strongest financially and most prestigious person in the four provinces. Once the Wuchang Uprising began, the factory and mine armed forces of the industrial companies in the four provinces immediately launched a response with the insiders planted by the new army. At that time, it can be said that the world will be determined.

With the financial resources of industrial companies as support, the four provincial industrial companies are armed with factories and mines, and some new troops use force. The two are in hand, and the position of the president must be Chen Moran.

This is the least expensive and most successful plan, and it is also the most cost-effective investment. But this was just the first success in Chen Moran's heart when he was in Nanjing. Before the detailed plan, the compensation of this two pieces of silver, which was still standing in the cabinet on Nanjing Road, completely woke up Chen Moran.

"Original,"

Chen Moran smiled coldly on his face.

"According to my past plan, I am ten times sure that I can determine the universe in one fell swoop, but now! I don't want to wait!"

Past plans? Xiao Yuren was puzzled. Chen Moran never mentioned his plan. In Xiao Yuren's impression, Chen Moran only vaguely mentioned that it would take ten years to prepare, and he could start when the time was ripe. As for how to prepare, at least in Xiao Yuren's opinion, there is no plan to take shape. After all, the development of industrial companies is fundamental now.

With silver, there is naturally everything! But now Chen Moran said that he didn't want to wait.

"That tael of silver completely woke me up. This country has reached this point. If we don't fight again, maybe in ten years, we will really face the situation of subjugation and extinction! Ten years is too long, seize the day,"

Chen Moran, who stood up, was alarmist there.

Xiao Yuren shivered in his heart, but nodded.

"I still say that, no matter what you do, I will follow you! Be your pawn!"

His eyes stared at Xiao Yuren. His drunken headache made him rub his temples, and then took a sip of smoke fiercely.

"Before I went in, I was asked to tell Zhang Jing to get the guns out. Now that we have guns in our hands, I'm ready to..."

"Yes, this is not the right time!"

Perhaps because of nervousness, Xiao Yu's voice trembled. He almost stood up in exclamation. Looking at Chen Moran, he would not do it now.

"Wei Yang, don't worry. I once told you that Chen Moran did not do uncertain things. It was like this in the past, and it is still the same now. I mean, at the beginning, I was only going to get a team of hundreds of people. Anyway, we had ten years to practice first, but now I don't think so. I want to pull our engineering team. If you go out, of course, you will still leave some people for the company. After all, not everyone will take them away.

Chen Moran, who couldn't breathe, took a deep breath, then went to the table and pressed the cigarette butt in the ashtray and lit another one.

"I'm going to find more instructors and take these workers to the island!"

"Up to the island?" At first, he was a little surprised, but then Xiao Yuren understood what Chen Moran meant.

"You mean to take people to the island for training!"

Chen Muran, who was holding a cigarette in his hand, nodded as if he remembered something. He went to the bookcase and took out a map. This was a map left by the former owner, although it was an English map of China.

"Wei Yang, look here,"

Chen Moran pointed to a small black dot on the map.

"From the Huangpu River to Jinhui Port, you can just get here, which is about dozens of kilometers. It takes less than a day to go back and forth. I want you to buy this island for me. This island is not big, and there are not many residents on the island. Just buy some fields for the mainland and move them all out."

At this time, Chen Moran's face suddenly became gloomy, and his eyes seemed a little cold. If the people on the island were unwilling to move out at that time, then don't blame him for being cruel.

"This island is not close to the route, and the training troops on it will not be detected by the outside world. I'm going to pull up our engineering team, at least 600 people to train on the island. In the future, when the company sets up engineering teams and mine protection teams, we can pull up a batch and train for several months according to the year."

"Hmm! That's a good idea!"

Xiao Yuren nodded and said in a quiet and firm voice that training troops on a desert island would indeed not attract the attention of the outside world, and this place is not close to Shanghai, not far away, and the distance is also good.

"Last time, you told me that we should run a school, and I have already thought about it! Let's run a school!"

When it came to school, an eager look appeared in Chen Moran's eyes.

"I'm going to run a sports school by the Huangpu River. The external name is to train sports talents, strengthen the body, and improve the national physique, but internally, it is to train military talents. As for the name of the school, I have figured out the name of the school, and it is called Huangpu Sports School!"

Suddenly, he turned his face and looked at Xiao Yuren again. Originally, he squeezed out a smile on his serious face. As for the reason for the smile, I'm afraid only he will know that the influence of this "Huangpu" name on modern Chinese history is so in that time and space, and it is the same now.

"Wei Yang, I will be the principal of this school, you! Come and be the director of the professor's department!"

"I..."

In an instant, Xiao Yuren was stunned by Chen Moran's words. He blushed and muttered that he didn't even know what to say.

"I... I don't know if I can be good, and I...and the company..."

He suddenly added the last sentence in a hurry for some reason. Once again, he had a feeling of driving ducks on the shelves.

(to be continued)