Chapter 146 Doubt

Pudong Golf Course, the first golf course in China, is for the social and leisure of consuls and dignitaries in Shanghai. In fact, the industrial company invested in the establishment of this golf course. The original goal was also to provide a suitable platform for consultation, but the golf course has not yet been completed. Naturally, it is not open to the public, but some people have come here to play.

"The skill of hitting the ball is not about the amount of force, but about the reaction."

Jack holding the golf club in his hand? Louis said with a smile that Chen Moran was the owner of the golf course, but he was Chen Moran's teacher.

"Oh, do you still need to say this?"

Chen Moran replied disapprovingly. The ball he just hit flew at least 70 meters, crossed the hole and fell into the light hit area, and then rolled into the deep grass.

In the past few months, in order to lay the foundation for his future "golf diplomacy", Chen Moran will practice on the course for one to two hours every day, but he still can't get the point. Those foreign devils have their preferences. Chinese people like to talk at the table, but those consuls like to be indifferent on the racecourse. Of course, they are also happy. Happy to talk about things on the golf course, provided that there is a golf course in Shanghai. Now, there is a golf course in Shanghai, which will be put into use in half a year.

Jack, who stood aside, shook his head. He was from Illinois in the United States and was an employee of Stoke Boggs Golf Club a long time ago. This kind of ball is difficult to play, Mr. Chen. You need to comprehensively grasp the strength of the swing, the hitting point and the movement of the wrist, and play freely at the moment of hitting the ball.

"I think I probably need to relax for a while. If I play well, I will definitely play better than now."

Chen Moran said as he picked up the No. 3 ball in the drafting field and put it into the ball bag.

"Jack, I heard that you have some questions, right?"

While relaxing, Chen Moran stared at Jack and asked.

"There are some questions."

Jack looked into the distance. He is now also employed by an industrial company, just as an investigation consultant in the police department of the industrial company. Inside the police department of the industrial company, he found some urgent and unusual things, which always made him more or less doubtful.

"Oh? What is it about?

As Chen Moran asked, he handed the club to the caddie next to him. The caddie, who knew that the boss was going to talk about something, turned around and left after installing the club.

"The Second Detective Class!"

Jack took off his gloves and looked at Chen Moran with a smile, trying to get an answer from him.

His problem was to make Chen Moran grin.

"It's nothing. It's just a department under the police department. Let's go for a drink!"

After saying that, Chen Moran and Jack walked together to the clubhouse, a magnificent European-style building. The building built decades ago used to belong to a Belgian businessman. After more than 20 years of operation, he made a fortune and returned to Belgium. He left the European mansion estate. However, because it was far away from the concession and located in Pudong, it was in semi-waste. Later, it was acquired at a low price by an industrial company and a golf course was built here.

And now the golf course is integrated with the ancient manor, forming a picturesque scenery. The gardens and beautiful scave grasslands carefully built over the years constitute the first golf course in the Far East.

Jack and Chen Muran walked into the foyer, passed through the spacious hall, through the fresh and bright citrus greenhouse, and finally came to the luxuriously decorated bar. Jack likes this bar very much because its decoration is simple and elegant, but also extensive. There is a yellow Italian marble fireplace in the room, a bar full of all kinds of food and drinks, a set of comfortable cream-colored upholstered sofas, and Italian crystal chandeliers with bright lights.

"Two glasses of whisky!"

Chen Moran asked for two glasses of whisky and drank the wine in the glass. Chen Moran turned his head and looked at Jack beside him.

"Have you ever been to the UK?"

In a rhetorical question, Chen Moran motioned the waiter to add another glass of wine for himself. Jack was surprised. Why did he ask himself that?

"Do you know the Rothschild family?"

With a glass in his hand, Chen Moran did not drink, but asked rhetorically.

"Of course!"

Jack nodded affirmatively. As an American, he naturally knew a fairly famous saying in the United States that the Mingzhu Party belonged to the Morgan family, while the Republican Party belonged to the Rockefeller family. But after this sentence, there should be another sentence: "And the Rockefeller and Morgan families once belonged to the Rothschild family!"

Natural Jack knows something about this Jewish family that has affected the whole world.

"One of the important management skills of the Rothschild family is to use their branches in European countries to obtain political and economic information and communicate with each other quickly. In this way, they can often quickly understand the political and economic trends in various places, choose to take action, and win surprisingly.

Just like when Napoleon fought against the European coalition in 1814, the war situation was volatile, and British securities trading was very sluggish. Later, the war reversed, and Napoleon defeated Waterloo. Nathan of London got the information in advance before the British political axe learned the news. He took advantage of the large amount of money before the price of London bonds rose, and made a lot of money. Because Roche's family is well-informed, it is known as the "all-knowing Rothschild".

In order to keep it confidential, they have their own special messengers to contact each other by password. Moreover, the information transmission system within the Rothschild family is so fast and reliable that Queen Victoria sometimes prefers to use the Luo family's messenger to deliver her letters than the British diplomatic bag!"

When he said this, Chen Moran's face was full of admiration. The Rothschild family may have declined, but to some extent, as long as he has seen the war of money, anyone would have admiration for the family.

"You mean..."

Jack got the answer he needed from Chen Moran's words, and also understood why there was such intelligence training in the police training class. Everything was for his industrial company. Although there were still some doubts in his heart, it was somewhat solved.

"There is a saying in China that shopping malls are like battlefields, battlefields need intelligence, and the same shopping malls also need intelligence. Jack, I think you know the answer now!"

"Maybe! Mr. Chen."

Jack raised the cup in his hand.

"I wish you can become China's Rothschild!"

After slaming a glass with Jack, Chen Moran smiled and said, "Cheers."

In fact, Chen Moran is clear about what Jack is thinking now, but he intends not to point it out. He still has some doubts in his heart. Those intelligence training are not only limited to business. Any intelligence personnel with a sense of smell will notice the difference between the second detection office and those scouts.

Even if he doesn't ask anymore, Chen Moran will naturally not explain any more.

At this time, two people walked into the bar. Jack glanced at them with a surprised look on his face. He knew one of them, who was an employee of Chen Moran's opponent. How did he get here?

"Mr. Chen!"

Just when Jack wanted to ask Chen Moran, he saw that he had raised the person towards him and walked over.

"Math? Rawls."

Chen Moran pretended to greet Max enthusiastically.

"Long time no see, Mr. Max!"

Max has linen hair and wide shoulders, and he looks very handsome. His upper lip was covered with a neatly trimmed mustah beard, his broad jaw was clearly angular, and his colored eyes revealed a trace of humility, but there was also a little pride in this humility.

Max walked to the table and held Chen Moran's hand tightly.

"Mr. Chen, we meet again!" Max said, and then there was a little greed in his seemingly humble eyes.

"Yes! Max, why do you have time to come here today!"

Chen Moran and Max pulled a chair for themselves and sat down.

"Mace, I hope you bring me a good news this time!"

Max shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Mr. Chen, you know that unless Charlie goes bankrupt, I won't bring any good news when I come to see you?"

"Charlie? Humph, how's your business recently?

While talking, Chen Moran took out a checkbook from the Industrial Bank from his pocket. He could feel Max's eyes moving with his checkbook.

"Since his plan failed, the situation has not changed until yesterday. But..."

While Max was talking, his eyes were staring at the chequebook and the number written on Chen Moran's pen-hand on the chequebook.

"Math!" After tearing off a check, Chen Mo said ruthlessly.

"I want you to tell me everything you know, understand? I mean everything!"

"Of course, Mr. Chen!"

Max said everything he knew in a slightly low voice.

"You mean Charlie went to the capital!"

"Yes, Mr. Chen!"

"Is he trying to use Chinese officials to deal with me?"

"I think you will soon know that he is not only for you personally, but also for Pudong, Mr. Chen!"

Max took a sip of gin and took a look at the number on it when he received the check. Mr. Chen in front of him was always very generous, and he was far more generous than Miss Catherine.

"Mr. Chen, to deal with people like Charlie, you must completely knock him down in a thorough and powerful way! Of course, adults like you don't pay attention to him, but it's always a way for him to attack you like this!"

Putting down the glass, Max said seriously, even in his dream that he dreamed of Charlie's bankruptcy and becoming a beggar. He knew that the Chinese in front of him was fully capable of destroying Charlie.

"Mr. Chen, in a while, a ship will arrive in Shanghai, loaded with..."

Max made a mysterious smile.

"Sixty-five thousand boxes of opium, these..."

Originally, Max wanted to say that the opium was the opium snapped up by those people. The foreign drug dealers in Shanghai invested more than 20 million yuan, but he didn't expect Chen Moran to interrupt him.

"Opium!"

Chen Moran stared at Max. Although he was angry, the so-called "foreign medicine" business had always been hated by him, but he suddenly laughed.

"You know, I'm just a businessman!"

"I know!" Max nodded.

"But there is a saying in China that money can make ghosts grind. As long as you want, you can definitely find someone to help you get this batch of opium or let the ship sink into the sea! Of course, this is just my plan!"

Max said a little complacently, but it was just changed to Chen Moran's silence. He just held the glass and stared at the wine in the glass. After a while, Chen Moran gently raised his eyes and stared at Max and said a word.

"Now, give me the information of the ship!"

"A great!"

Max grinned excitedly, and his snow-white teeth shone brightly.

"I knew that Mr. Chen, you will definitely make the right choice! This is the best opportunity! However, now I don't know exactly when the ship will arrive at the port, and..."

But Chen Moran just smiled again, gently put down the glass in his hand, and stood up at the same time.

"Mr. Max, I will wait for the good news from you!"

This statement was actually equivalent to an eviction order. After Max stood up and politely saluted, he stood up and left the bar. Chen Moran just looked at his back and muttered the news in his heart.

"Sixty-five thousand boxes of opium! Sixty-five thousand boxes..."

They can keep tripping themselves, and now it's time to fight back against them!

Sitting at the bar, Jack looked at the two people. It was not until then that he began to believe that the second detective class was used to collect intelligence. Maybe Chen Moran had bribed Max for a long time, and did Charlie know that the people around him had betrayed him?

After Max left the bar, Jack walked towards Chen Moran.

"Mr. Chen, he has already worked for you, hasn't he?"

"Jack, you know, I have to fight!"

Chen Moran said seriously that if it hadn't been for Max taking the initiative to come to the door, he might have been bankrupt now.

"But I have never regarded Charlie and those Jews as my opponents."

At this time, Chen Moran showed a little arrogance. He turned around and looked at Max and walked out of the bar, while Jack followed.

"They are just a group of incomfortable opponents! Sometimes it only takes a little force to completely knock them down!"

"I know, the reason why you didn't do that is that they are useful to you, right?"

"In the next few years, the development of Pudong still needs the driving effect of the concession."

Chen Muran did not deny his idea. In fact, this is also the reason why he still did not touch the group of Jews after obtaining the huge wealth and the support of Rockefeller and others.

"We are competitors to some extent, but in the short term, I still need them!"

But this time they did a little too much! They found their own weakness! These damn bastards scolded without showing too much emotion on their faces. They just continued to walk to the locker room. It was time to go home.

And Jack frowned and shook his head.

"I don't think you will be so easy..."

"Tnight, Ji Li has prepared a banquet. Jack, if you have time in the evening, you must bring your husband over! This is an official invitation!"

Repeating one thing that had already been said, Chen Moran interrupted Jack's idea of continuing to ask.

"Oh, that's right! In addition, the police chief you recommended to me is not bad! That old deep-fried dough stick, I have always wanted to find an opportunity to thank you, but I can't find an opportunity. He will also go at night. It feels different to work for foreigners and Chinese people! You're right! I want to thank you, too!"

The banquet in Chen's Garden has always been sought after in the concession. To a certain extent, it is a symbol of identity. Only the most successful people are often welcome here. Both foreigners and Chinese people regard participating in the banquet in Chen's Garden as a social life. After the banquet, Chen Moran and his wife, as the host, did not entertain the guests as usual, but walked out of the restaurant with several couples to enjoy the starry night sky in the garden. A servant came and lit a cigar for several men. Perhaps to temporarily put aside the relationship with the intrigue, Chen Moran and Ji Li walked slowly along a dark pebble path around the garden.

Looking up at the starry sky, Ji Li sighed deeply and turned to look at her partner at the same time.

"Sometimes, I'm really curious about what you're doing."

"Do business!"

Chen Moran replied with a smile that industrial companies are business, and the same restoration of the nation is also business. It's just the relationship between investment and return.

"You don't look like a businessman!"

"Hmm! In front of you, I'm just your husband.

Chen Moran will become serious.

"You know, I'm not talking about this!"

"What are you talking about?"

"I... I know, you must be preparing something and doing something big! Otherwise, you won't despise them so much."

Ji Li deliberately aggravated her tone. As for what the big deal was, she didn't know, but she vaguely guessed that her partner might not be satisfied with commercial success.

"Do you mean those directors? They... I don't pay attention to them for the time being, maybe."

Chen Moran smiled. What should come will always come. What Charlie was going to do could not be stopped. The two continued to walk forward arm in arm.

"Maybe my sister is right."

Ji Li stared at Chen Moran seriously and said.

"My dream has always been to live in a fairy tale-like world. My husband loves me, and then I just need to have a few lively and lovely children. The best place to live is sunny. Such a life is really beautiful, but my sister told me that it was just a dream."

She smiled and took Chen Moran's arm over.

"I know, you may want to do something,... No! Don't tell me!"

Just as Chen Moran was about to say something, she suddenly stopped him and looked at him seriously.

"At any time, you have to remember that I...and this family, there are two people waiting for you!"

(to be continued)