Republic of China Tycoon Reborn

After lunch, Du Yuesheng and Yuan Shanbao immediately drove to Zhejiang. For safety reasons, Song Sanxi selected two smart and capable men to accompany them. Originally, according to his intention, they would go in a convoy, but Du Yuesheng said no need. , they are going to negotiate this time, not to fight.

It was hot and humid in Shanghai at noon, and Du Yuesheng rushed towards Zhejiang under the sultry air. The car was like lightning all the way, without any pause. The car was very quiet, and no one dared to disturb Du Yuesheng, who was closing his eyes and meditating.

Arriving at their destination in the afternoon, they asked for directions and went straight to the Marshal's Mansion. There is a saying that there is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below. The scenery in Hangzhou is beautiful and the air is far more comfortable than Shanghai. However, Du Yuesheng has no intention of paying attention to this. He is now I was only thinking about this negotiation.

The Zhejiang Army's General's Mansion is far more grand than the Shanghai Dudu's Mansion. Lu Yongxiang was so face-saving that he directly occupied the Zhejiang Governor's Yamen during the Manchu Qing Dynasty as the General's Mansion instead of changing the Shanghai Magistrate's Yamen into the Shanghai Municipal Government like Chen Qimei did.

With Song Jiaoren's introduction, Lu Yongxiang did not dare to neglect Du Yuesheng. The person who came out to greet him was his son Lu Xiaojia. Lu Xiaojia was still very personable and unrestrained at this time: "Mr. Du, it's been a long time. I came here in a hurry two months ago. "See, I haven't had time to say a word to you yet," he said, without taking the humiliation seriously at all.

Du Yuesheng responded politely and talked for a few words. He felt that Lu Xiaojia had a lot of edge and was definitely not an embroidered pillow. However, he always had the aura of a superior person, even in front of Du Yuesheng. In fact, it was normal to think about it. , Although Du Yuesheng has a good reputation, he is a grassroots and a civilian. As a second-generation official, Lu Xiaojia will naturally show this kind of temperament in front of him. Who told him to have a good father?

After chatting for a few words, Lu Xiaojia also expressed great appreciation for Du Yuesheng: "Mr. Du is indeed one of the best among people. In terms of ability to do things, you are much better than Huang Jinrong,"

The topic turned to Huang Huangrong, and Du Yuesheng took advantage of the situation to express his intention. At the end, Du Yuesheng said sincerely: "Master Lu, you are a young marshal, why do you need to be as knowledgeable as Huang Huangrong? What happened that day was indeed what he did wrong. This time I Come here to make amends to you on his behalf,"

"Who is Lu Chunlan?" Lu Xiaojia turned a blind eye to Du Yuesheng's sincerity: "With her drake voice, I don't believe she can sing to Huang Jinrong's favor." Du Yuesheng nodded: "To be honest, Lu Chunlan is a woman of Huang Jinrong,"

"No wonder," Lu Xiaojia smiled slightly: "Mr. Du, my father is waiting for you at home. Let's talk over there if we have anything to say."

"Marshuai Lu doesn't live in the Marshal's Mansion," Du Yuesheng was a little surprised.

"Don't stop, how can we ignore the distinction between public and private affairs? The Marshal's Mansion is the Marshal's Mansion of the Zhejiang Army, not the Marshal's Mansion of my Lu family," Lu Xiaojia answered him seriously.

"I admire you," Du Yuesheng complimented. Of course, he would not take it seriously. Lu Yongxiang did not live in the Marshal's Mansion, not because he wanted to distinguish between public and private matters, but this had nothing to do with him, and he did not need to go into details this time. Although the matter originated from Lu Xiaojia, from the moment Chen Qimei started arresting people, the real owner became Lu Yongxiang. Without seeing Lu Yongxiang, the matter would never be resolved.

Lu Xiaojia was very polite to him, and directly led Du Yuesheng into his car. Yuan Shanbao and the other two could only follow behind his car, while two military vehicles opened the way for them. It was quite a show.

"My father is in charge of Zhejiang's defense and will always be coveted by lawless people. Guards are indispensable," Lu Xiaojia seemed to see Du Yuesheng's doubts and explained to him with a smile.

The doubts in Du Yuesheng's heart became more intense. Judging from Lu Xiaojia's words and deeds, he seemed not to have cared much about Huang Huangrong beating him that day. Whether it was because Lu Xiaojia was good at forbearing or for some other reason, he couldn't guess.

"I love going to the theater," Lu Xiaojia touched her hair. "If Huang Jinrong hadn't boasted about Lu Chunlan in the newspaper, I wouldn't even bother to watch it. If Lu Chunlan wasn't famous, Sheng has no ability, let alone what happened later. Mr. Du, do you think so?"

"Yes, yes, she is not popular," Du Yuesheng agreed casually.

"What about Meng Xiaodong?" Lu Xiaojia said with a smile on her face.

Du Yuesheng's heart tightened slightly: "What do you mean?"

"I heard that Mr. Du praised Meng Xiaodong during this period. Hey, the name of 'Winter Emperor' has been resounding in Shanghai. Mr. Du, I dare to ask if you are interested in her, but I don't know. I heard that Mei Lanfang was also very close to her, but I don’t know,”

Du Yuesheng's tone instantly turned cold: "This is Du's private matter,"

Lu Xiaojia had a look of remorse on her face: "Ah, it's me, Meng Lang, haha, the power of the Winter Emperor makes me want to leave for Shanghai again, hahahaha,"

Du Yuesheng did not answer because he was not sure what Lu Xiaojia meant.

Lu Xiaojia waved her hand: "Mr. Du, don't worry too much. I just want to listen to the opera. Ha, although I am young, I am a real old opera fan. In a few days, Marshal Zhang from the Northeast will be a guest. Then I will go with him to give you Boss Meng cheered, ha, I promise here, even if she doesn’t sing well, for Mr. Du’s sake, I will definitely applaud,”

"Thank you very much," Du Yuesheng said politely, and then he was slightly surprised: "Shao Shuai Zhang, Zhang Xueliang,"

"That's him," Lu Xiaojia laughed: "I didn't expect you to know him too. Not many people know him in the south. He is promising and helps me Zhang Zuolin manage the Northeast Army. I am far behind. Until now. He has no chance to get involved in military affairs. Ha, he is also a fun-loving master. If it is convenient at that time, I will introduce him to you."

"Excellent, excellent, excellent, then I will be waiting for you two." Du Yuesheng was really interested this time. Marshal Zhang Xueliang wanted to meet him for a while, but he also knew that Lu Xiaojia was probably saying this. To put it mildly, it may not be possible.

The two chatted all the way, and the car turned left and right in the suburbs of Hangzhou, and finally stopped in front of a villa. Lu Xiaojia smiled slightly and got off the car first: "My father likes peace and quiet and doesn't like to go to the city to join in the fun. Ha, this is not the same as me. Same,"

Du Yuesheng also got out of the car, and the two of them entered the house hand in hand. Lu Yongxiang greeted him in a long gown: "Brother Du, I am a soldier and I don't like to beat around the bush. You are here to be a lobbyist for Huang Huangrong this time. Hey, if not If Mr. Song recommends it, Mr. Lu will whip you out, tell the truth, don't mind,"

Du Yuesheng really didn't know if he should mind. Of course he didn't mind Lu Yongxiang's straightforwardness, but if he really used a whip to blast him out, then he wouldn't mind. He smiled slightly: "The commander is really a cheerful person. Yuesheng admires it, so I won’t beat around the bush. This time, I’m asking the commander-in-chief to be more lenient and spare Huang Jinrong.”

"Why?", Lu Yongxiang's face showed an evil look. Although he was wearing a long gown, his mighty aura could not be concealed: "I, Mr. Lu, have never suffered such a great injustice. Who is Huang Jinrong? He actually dares to slap my son. Two slaps, even Duan Qirui, Duan in power, cannot do such a thing,"

"This is a misunderstanding," Du Yuesheng regretted not trying to persuade Huang Huangrong: "He was a little reckless, and we don't dare to expect the commander to spare him. But can we ask the commander to punish him instead of beating him? Huang Huangrong's age is not She's not young anymore, I'm afraid she's even frightened,"

Lu Yongxiang exhaled: "Speaking of which, the person named Huang is also a person. It doesn't make sense if I do too much. What you said is on point. Hey, let's use punishment instead of beating. No matter what the punishment, he is willing to pay."

Du Yuesheng didn't expect Lu Yongxiang to be so direct. What's the difference between openly asking for money and blackmail? It's really funny that he, a dignified Zhejiang Army commander, is so blatant, but it saves trouble. If you can give money, it's certainly better than meeting someone. It's much better to have a stubborn mind and be more rational in doing things.

"Huang Huangrong has worked hard all these years and saved a little bit of money. The commander said, he will not give it up. If it is not enough, Yuesheng will think of other ways."

"Scattered silver," Lu Yongxiang laughed angrily: "You can spend a little bit of scattered silver. You don't have to be so modest. Three million, three million national currency, not a penny less." , I must state in advance that I, Mr. Lu, am not greedy for money. Every penny of this money will be used for Zhejiang’s defense,”

Du Yuesheng was prepared for Lu Yongxiang's big talk, but he didn't expect that he would hold his breath and shout out such a number, three million, which is still the national currency. The national currency is paper bills. If converted into cash, it would be 300,000 yuan. , this is a lot of money, but it is absolutely nothing to Huang Huangrong, the leader of the Shanghai Bund Youth Gang.

Lu Yongxiang, a leader of the Zhejiang Army, has never seen money or anything. Zhejiang is a rich province, not a remote country. Three hundred thousand yuan is in the ocean. It's a shame that he has the nerve to ask for it. Du Yuesheng has some doubts in his heart. He is afraid that Lu Yongxiang is playing tricks on him, but he But he didn't dare to ask, so he could only go down the slope and said: "Okay, I'll make the decision for him. Do you want a bank transfer or..."

"I'll transfer his mother's account," Lu Yongxiang's bad temper came up again: "If it weren't for the fact that Huang Huangrong's matter was just a trivial matter, I would never have taken advantage of him so much. Do you think I'm just here for money? I, Mr. Lu, don’t care about the three million national currency. What I want is face. I don’t want any money. All of it must be spent on the army.”

Du Yuesheng suddenly realized: "What the Marshal said is absolutely true. I was reckless. When I get back, I will ask Huang Jinrong to come to you personally with money to apologize."

"That's about the same," Lu Yongxiang stood up and sat down again, with a face full of impatience: "If he doesn't come to apologize in person, I won't be happy even if he gives me 30 million, but if he sincerely apologizes, maybe I don’t want a penny. In a word, this is a matter of face. The reason why I spared him so lightly is also for face, not for your face, but for Song Jiaoren’s face.”

Du Yuesheng promised repeatedly, but Lu Xiaojia just sat aside with a smile and said nothing. He quietly watched and learned, watching his father act and doing things like his father,