King of Black Mist

Li Changzhou didn't feel good or bad about everything he had experienced so far.

This is the first mission after breaking through the boundaries. His goal is the same as that hot September morning when he inexplicably entered the island dungeon with two girls - to learn more about the rules of the game while still alive.

Whether the mission was completed or not was not part of his plan from the beginning (just like how many people were killed in the island copy).

Based on the above reasons, Li Changzhou wanted to obtain information from Emperor Chun more than any other mission.

As long as he has a subway ticket, the mission is available at any time, but with the intelligence of Guanfa, he must consider whether this will be his only chance for a long time.

Having said that

"Songcheng's financial industry is also divided among princes." Yang Qinglan held the document in his hand.

"Yes." Li Changzhou nodded.

Below, the Chief Financial Officer, Chief Justice, Education Chief, Agriculture and Forestry Chief, Industry and Commerce Chief, Transportation Chief, and New Police Chief looked at each other.

In the living room, there was only Li Changzhou, and another elegant female voice came from the screen behind the previous one.

Is this the legendary listening to politics behind the curtain?

But what is behind the screen? Why can you listen to Mr. Li’s policies?

"There are hundreds of banks. If your Workers' Bank wants to gain a foothold and stabilize the economy, it must control the Songcheng Banking Association." Qingya female voice added.

"It's simple." Li Changzhou looked at Liu De, "Go to the largest banks to catch the spies. If you catch them, they will give up the position of chairman of the Banking Association."

This is another political method besides confiscation - framing.

Liu De was about to clasp his fists and accept the promise.

"Stop misbehaving." The elegant female voice taught her a lesson with a slight smile, "What kind of skills can you gain by doing this? How is it different from those second-generation officials and rich second-generation people who are ensured that they will not fail, or at least not be embarrassed? "

"Do you have any other ideas?" Li Changzhou was not angry at all, but smiled.

Yang Qinglan pondered slightly: "You did a good job saving Lin's Bank."

The sound of pages turning.

"In this period, it is not just Lin's family that has suffered a run. There are many entrepreneurs who need help or have evidence, such as Xu Jikai, the general manager of Industrial Bank."

"I have also seen this person's information," Li Changzhou said. "Study in the United Kingdom and the United States, specializing in economics, and received a doctorate. By his own efforts, he avoided the risk of the Industrial Bank being officially invested in shares."

"Well, because his education and ability are far beyond ordinary people, he cares about the gentleman's demeanor and reputation in foreign countries. He has not taken a concubine so far. You send someone to follow him, pretend to be a reporter, take the key evidence, and then give it to him personally. , the only requirement is - if you take any action in the financial world in the future, he must do one thing and try his best to help."

"It's a good idea. What if we can't find any clue?" Li Changzhou was curious.

"It's easy for poor people to be rigorous in their private lives, but it's extremely difficult for rich people. Having too much money to deal with often leads to bad things - this Xu Jikai will definitely not be a saint." Yang Qinglan was determined.

"Fortunately I have no money." Li Changzhou muttered.

The elegant female voice ignored him and continued:

"This is just an example. For those banks that are in difficulty, you can help or threaten them, but try not to use official power first."

"learn."

"In addition to banks, in terms of industry, it says that there are several flour mills that are in trouble because their bosses like gambling, smoking, or being lustful. You can start buying them."

"Um."

"Don't use your own money to borrow money from banks that submit to you. The bank can get a stable income, you can use the industry for nothing, and the bosses can also meet their urgent needs."

"Guanyin is alive!"

"Buy the Fenghua Flour Factory on Kangxi Road first. The owner of this factory already owes 600,000 yuan to the casino."

"Uh-huh."

"After buying these small flour mills, you can use your money to buy the technicians and managers of the big flour mills, and then use your identity as Mr. Li to build the brand and squeeze the living space of the small flour mills. Take the opportunity to annex."

"good idea!"

"At this stage, you can compete for the position of chairman of the Songcheng Flour Exchange. However, you should not take the positions of chairman, bank manager, and flour mill owner. Let those who understand do it."

"good."

"You must remember and tell your subordinates that you are not involved in finance and industry to make money, nor to stir up trouble to show off your skills. You are to develop industry so that workers have a place to work, money to earn, and Let’s eat, make society stable and peaceful, are you listening?”

"Yes, yes, cough!" Li Changzhou quickly came back from his thoughts.

As we all know, half of Li Changzhou's intelligence at 7 o'clock is due to diligence. Without diligence, he would be a mediocre person, so it is inevitable to visualize "Thunder Picture" during "class".

Without waiting for Yang Qinglan to say anything, he spoke to the people below: "Did you hear it? Follow the words of Lady Guanyin."

".Yes." The people below were still in various kinds of panic.

"Go." Li Changzhou waved.

"Wait." The elegant female voice spoke again.

"Wait a minute." Li Changzhou called out to the chief executives again.

After a short silence.

The elegant female voice asked: "How much money have you embezzled in total so far?"

Li Changzhou showed a playful expression and looked at the Director of Education: "You speak first."

"Sir, I didn't embezzle a total of eight million yuan, and the company's shares -" the director of education suddenly covered his mouth.

"Eight million, I remember it very clearly. It seems that every amount of money is accounted for." After speaking, Li Changzhou looked at the Chief Justice.

"Master, I will definitely do this."

"I'm not asking you to deal with him. I'm asking you to answer the question of Lady Guanyin. How much have you embezzled?"

"How could I? I don't know, about a thousand--" The Chief Justice closed his mouth, leaving cold sweat on his forehead.

"One thousand yuan?" Li Changzhou asked.

The Attorney General did not dare to answer.

"Then it's at least 10 million." Li Changzhou looked at the others.

The traffic chief kept trembling;

The chief financial officer wiped the sweat from his brow with the sleeves of his long shirt;

The Director-General of Industry and Commerce looked ashen, like a zombie lying in a coffin;

The chief of agriculture and forestry was very similar to the chief of the police department. His legs kept shaking, and both of them couldn't hold them down even if they pressed them with their hands.

"Forget it." Li Changzhou said, "As long as you do things for me properly in the future, I will forget all past mistakes and treat them as your legitimate income, but -"

"Master, don't worry!"

"From now on, your words will be the imperial edict!"

The chief stood up, but the chief of agriculture and forestry could not stand for a while. Fortunately, the chief of the police station gave him a hand.

"People's hearts are treacherous. They are afraid of you now. After returning, their first thought is to take the money and run away. You ask them to deposit all the money in the Workers' Bank now."

"Liu De, go and call the finance department, and send a few more cars to help the chief executives pull money."

"yes!"

After Liu De left, Li Changzhou glanced at the chiefs in front of him who kept promising that there would be no second thoughts, and said:

"Don't worry, everyone. Keeping promises is one of my virtues. I said the money is legal, so the money is legal. As long as you do things for me well, the money will not be less."

Without waiting for these people to react, he stood up.

"You just stay here today. When you finish transferring the money, you can leave."

Leaving the living room, Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan walked together to the backyard.

"Is this the legendary 'Release military power over a glass of wine'?" Li Changzhou said with a smile.

"It's still too simple." Yang Qinglan was a little dissatisfied, "It relied on power and skills."

"We don't have much time, and if we have time, we can't waste it on this. It's already pretty good now."

Yang Qinglan nodded and added: "It's easier said than done. It's easy to formulate a strategy, but the more difficult thing is to execute it. You have to keep a close eye on them."

"Yeah." Li Changzhou nodded.

After turning a corner and returning to the backyard, the servants changed from servants to maids and old ladies.

Corridors, rockeries, small bamboo groves, peonies, Luoyang peonies that are said to be raised with milk, and courtyards connected by moon gates.

"Chunhuang's appearance is as beautiful as mine. What do you think?" Yang Qinglan suddenly asked.

"Ideas?" Li Changzhou was stunned, "No, how can she be as beautiful as you? She is only as beautiful as you."

"My one or two?"

"Well, no, no, nothing!" Li Changzhou felt that his emotional intelligence exploded. "In my heart, you are a fairy, and the rest are ordinary people."

Yang Qinglan sighed slightly.

"What's wrong?" Li Changzhou turned to look at her, "Did I say something wrong?"

Yang Qinglan shook her head slightly and stood in front of a cluster of peonies that looked like a sea of ​​flowers.

"Many poets' lovers say that what they love is not me, but the me they imagined with the poet's heart - I sigh because I may not be as good as you imagine. What you like and think is good, It’s the me you imagined.”

"Is there any difference between the way you look in private and the way you usually look when you're with me? There's no need to mention the fact that you like to hook up your bare feet and rock your sandals, I know."

Yang Qinglan smiled and thought carefully for a while: "That should be gone."

"Isn't that enough?" Li Changzhou laughed, "I think that as long as there are no serious differences in values, the rest is not difficult. I can listen to you."

"I don't like it." Yang Qinglan said.

"What don't you like?"

"I'm very unruly when you say that," Yang Qinglan turned around and faced him, "Sometimes I can listen to you."

"I..." Li Changzhou didn't know what to say.

He clenched his right hand into a fist and put it against his mouth, suppressing his smile.

Yang Qinglan also smiled. No peony in the yard could compare to her smile.

"Uh-huh." Li Changzhou coughed, "Ms. Yang, I have one thing to ask you to listen to me now."

"What's the matter? Let's talk about it first."

"Do you still need approval?"

"What do you think?"

"Okay, that's it." Li Changzhou restrained his pounding heart, "Didn't you say before that you would hold a peony dance?"

"Um."

"Well, now" Li Changzhou looked around to confirm if there was anyone around.

Yang Qinglan's heartbeat also slowly accelerated. It seemed that there were too many flowers around and it was too crowded. The weather had entered May again, and her face felt a little hot.

After Li Changzhou confirmed, he looked away.

"We," the voice was unexpectedly hoarse, and he couldn't help but pause, "jump now, okay?"

"We have peony, but how can we dance without music?" Yang Qinglan's voice was also a little hoarse, and she was not very firm in her refusal.

"I can sing!" Li Changzhou said immediately, his Adam's apple slipped, but his mouth was so dry that there was no saliva at all.

Yang Qinglan looked at the peony beside her and said nothing.

Li Changzhou was anxious, looking at her and then at Shaoyao.

Yang Qinglan is elegant, noble and beautiful, as white and flawless as a snow lotus.

The peonies in full bloom are bright red, water-red, and silvery white, as big as a plate. They are very beautiful among the green leaves.

Li Changzhou thought to himself, if there is a gust of wind at this time, I will immediately hug her waist.

But there was no wind.

He thought again, if a petal fell now, I would hold her hand immediately.

No petals fell.

He thought again, there was no wind and no petals fell, so I would put my arm around her waist and hold her hand!

There was no wind and no petals fell.

Li Changzhou slowly made a fist with his five fingers. After confirming that his hand was still alive and obedient, he stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Yang Qinglan's slender waist.

The sky-green cheongsam, which has been exposed to the rain, outlines her graceful figure, and there is a touching feeling.

Li Changzhou's head exploded.

I even forgot about the next step of holding hands.

Yang Qinglan's body trembled slightly, turned around, took the initiative to reach out her hand, and shook it with him.

Then she took a slight step forward, her head almost resting on Li Changzhou's shoulder, preventing him from seeing her face.

The two heard each other's beating heartbeats, felt the heat waves coming from each other's cheeks, and each other's slightly trembling hands and breathing.

Li Changzhou reluctantly recalled the dance steps he had just learned recently. He held Yang Qinglan's hand, put his arms around Yang Qinglan's waist, and gently tapped the beat among the peonies.

Yang Qinglan only saw pieces of peony flickering in front of his eyes, and her body followed his beat.

"...Where's the song?" She came back to her senses slightly.

"Oh, what are you singing?" Li Changzhou asked.

Hearing how nervous he was, Yang Qinglan couldn't help but laugh. Then a gust of wind finally blew, and the nervousness disappeared.

Feeling the comfort and comfort in her heart, she smiled and said, "How do I know the song from 1928?"

"Neither can I." Li Changzhou lamented.

"No, I won't dance if there is no song." Yang Qinglan stopped lightly.

Li Changzhou, who was afraid of her reluctance, did not dare to force her and stopped.

"I'll think about it, I'll think about it, don't worry, don't worry!" Li Changzhou desperately recalled the song he heard when he first arrived in 1928.

With his memory, he can recall it, but everything depends on the condition. At this time, his waist, hands, and cold moon-like fragrance were overwhelmed by Yang Qinglan's waist.

Forget about singing, he even forgot his name.

There is no way, you have to rely on instinct at critical moments.

Just when Yang Qinglan was about to let him go and said that the song a hundred years later was okay, she heard him singing nervously in her ear.

"The waves are running~ the waves are flowing~, the thousands of miles of turbulent river water never stops!"

"Hahaha." Yang Qinglan laughed and leaned on his shoulder, "This is a song from 1980, 50 years later!"

"No way? Fifty years difference? Not at this time?" Her sweet laughter filled his ears, and Li Changzhou gradually relaxed and couldn't help laughing.

"No." Yang Qinglan said, holding back a smile.

Li Changzhou let go of her hand and put his arms around her waist.

Yang Qinglan gave him a gentle punch and put both hands on his shoulders.

"Qinglan."

"Um."

"No matter when you ask me, my answer is you and only you, forever."