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In recent years, there is no essential difference in the use of cheques and banknotes. Both have their own merits in actual operation. For example, the cheque that Zhou Jiarui wants to write is issued by the Hongkong and Shanghai Banking Corporation Shanghai Branch. This bank is terrific, and the Qing government compensates Boxer for compensation. HSBC’s payments and general foreign debts have been processed by HSBC, and the tariffs collected by the Qing Court’s General Taxation Department also exist. HSBC accounts for nearly 40% of the inventory of Shanghai’s financial industry. However, in private economic exchanges, HSBC The bills are not as good as the bills of private banks.

Bank notes are payment notes issued by the bank at the request of customers. The circulation range is not wide, but the credit rating is very high. It is better than the foreign bank check. No matter who takes the bank notes to the bank to pay, it only accepts the notes and does not recognize the person. Therefore, some Jiangyang thieves ask for a ransom after they have tied the meat ticket. They don't want banknotes or silver money. As long as the banker ticket is strong, it can be seen that the banker ticket is strong.

Speaking of silver dollars, the Qing Dynasty is still based on the silver standard. The Mexican Eagle Ocean, the British Zhanyang and the American Silver Ocean are circulating in the market. The Guangxu Ingot issued by the Qing government is not large, and the private sector has not used the color difference, and it is not convenient to deliver money. For silver ingots, only money houses and yamen still have cashier ingots. The messy standards are dazzling and far inferior to foreign banks.

Zhou Jiarui immediately asked his subordinates to offer 200 Zhanyang, one thousand taels of banknotes, and asked Liu Yanzhi: "Is it enough?"

Liu Yan arched his hands straight: "Enough, thank you."

Zhou Jiarui said: "If you want to leave, don't give it away."

Liu Yanzhi didn't tell him much, and left the Zhou Family Garden, and set about going back to Chen Yongren's home in Hunan. He didn't know that the spy sent by Zhou Jiarui was quietly inquiring about him.

What Zhou Jiarui worries most is that his old colleagues come to the door. He knows that history can’t be tampered with. He has made a fortune with his proficiency in history, but he has always been careful not to interfere with the process of history. He has worked hard for ten years. He didn't worry about the money, and sent his bodyguards to follow up and investigate.

The bodyguard was also a member of the Youth Gang, and he was very familiar with these gangsters in the French Concession. He knew Liu Yan went straight into the Tianbao Hotel and knew that the trouble was big. The Tianbao Hotel was the base camp of the Revolutionary Party. Most of the people who came in and out were anti-Qing volunteers. It's hard to provoke a bomb or something.

A group of eyeliners stared at Tianbao Hotel for a long time, but did not find Liu Yanzhi contacting other people. The bodyguard reported to Master Zhang, and Zhou Jiarui thought for a moment, thinking that the matter was revealed, but it was not that there was no room for recovery. Now they sold their assets and fled to Europe incognito. It would be a shame to be able to keep the hard work accumulated over the years, but to give up in the ascendant.

In the world of the early twentieth century, it’s not as happy as staying in Shanghai. An adventurer’s paradise, as long as you have the courage and strategy, you can make a fortune. There is a huge amount of foreign wealth and an incalculable amount of money. With the visit of a stranger coming to an end, Zhou Jiarui was unwilling to admit defeat.

He sat in the rocking chair and watched the self-ringing bell walk every second. After two hours, he finally made a decision. Finding a few skilled men to kill the uninvited guest can at least guarantee himself for ten years.

The Comprador of Zhou University said that the people below naturally did their best. In the last years of the Qing Dynasty, Shanghai was mixed with dragons and fish, and it was chaotic. Not to mention killing a Chinese living in a concession, but killing a foreigner who had the nationalities of British, American, French and German powers. The inspection room of the Ministry of Industry and Engineering can only stare.

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At the end of July, Liu Yanzhi took Chen Zikun and left the Tianbao Inn. He did not go to say goodbye to Chen Qimei, but left a letter saying that he would take his children to the south to learn martial arts and he would be back in half a year to a year.

Liu Yanzhi is still dressed in a long gown and cloth shoes, holding an oil paper umbrella, carrying a suitcase, and Xiao Chen Zikun behind him. He called a rickshaw and went to Shiliupu Wharf. It is more convenient to go to the south by water. First go to Hong Kong, then go. Foshan sought Huang Feihong's apprenticeship, and then went to Hunan. This was his wishful thinking.

The rickshaw driver took the father and son to the dock. Suddenly he turned into a narrow alley on the road. When the father and son fell to the ground, they heard a gust of wind, and a few wooden sticks smashed down at the entrance of the alley. , Two scumbags put their hands in the pockets of the little coats, dangling cigarettes, not letting people come in.

The body of Chen Yongren that Liu Yanzhi borrowed was simply a place where he could not restrain his hands. He was beaten in three or two strokes. On the contrary, the nine-year-old Chen Zikun was quite combative. After all, he was Huo Yuanjia’s closed disciple, who fought at a young age. It's hard to come by, but after all, the person is weak, and after kicking the crotch of two people, they are also subdued.

"Little red guy, let's start hard." The thieves kicked Xiao Chen Zikun a few feet, but he gritted his teeth and his feet didn't hurt, a little tough guy expression.

"Brother, beg for money, there is a silver ocean in the burden, even if you take it, don't kill it." Liu Yanzhi said calmly, he knew that he was being targeted. Generally speaking, a thief would not kill anyone, not so. necessary.

Several thieves found silver dollars and banknotes from their bags and stuffed them into their pockets, but did not intend to let them go. They actually took out the sack. Liu Yanzhi suddenly understood that this was to put the father and son into the sack and throw them into the Huangpu River. Feed the fish.

"Do you know who we are! Does Chen Qimei know? Does Li Zhengwu know?" Liu Yan hurriedly took out the names of several big names in an attempt to frighten each other, but the other party didn't care and didn't speak, and tied them with twine. He was tightly tied up, stuffed a rag in his mouth, threw it on the rickshaw, and took the path straight to the river.

Liu Yanzhi struggled desperately, but to no avail, he was not afraid of death, because he was already dead, this time it was Chen Yongren's body that died, but his son was only nine years old and he couldn't die! He must live, live well, and do something amazing.

In a blink of an eye, they arrived at the Huangpu River. Several thieves carried two sacks onto the sampan and rowed towards the heart of the river. Liu Yanzhi heard them talking: "Throw the big or the small first?"

"Throw the big one first."

A second later, the sack containing Liu Yanzhi was thrown into the river. It was probably because the sack was filled with stones, and the water fell straight down. Liu Yanzhi was desperate because his son would be thrown down soon. In angrily, he seemed to feel that his soul wanted He broke out of the shell, struck with both hands, the hemp rope broke every inch, and the whole person rushed up, straight to the water.

The thieves were about to throw the small sacks into the river when they saw a wave of spray rushing out of the water. Just now, the man broke out of the bag and hovered in the air with a pair of eyes staring at them, making people cold. Hairy.

"Who sent you?" Liu Yan asked directly.

The thieves were completely stunned by this evildoer, and no one dared to talk nonsense. They reported a name on the spot. It was a bag in the patrol room. Liu Yan nodded and waved a few light spots. He accidentally released energy. , Just holding a few eye-opening practice hands.

Several thieves were shot by him. They were stiff and immortal. They saw Liu Yan fall straight on the sampan, untie the sacks and let Xiao Chen Zikun come out.

"Child, these people want to kill us, do you think you can spare them?" Liu Yan asked directly.

"No!" Xiao Chen Zikun was full of hatred.

"How to do?"

"Throw them down to feed the fish."

"Dare you do it?"

"Of course!"

Liu Yanzhi nodded in satisfaction. These thieves were more than guilty, but he didn't plan to let his son commit crimes at such a young age. With a wave of his hand, some thieves fell into the water, sinking to the bottom of the river and could no longer come out.

Someone tried to assassinate himself, maybe it was the enemy of the Restoration Society, maybe it was Zhou Jiarui. Liu Yanzhi decided to follow this line to investigate. He first found the bag to inquire, and after breaking his two thigh bones, he got a definite answer. Comprador Jerry Zhoumai murdered.

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Zhou Jiarui was trimming his cigar beside his desk in the garden of Zhou Jiarui. Suddenly he noticed a dark figure standing behind him. He hurriedly opened the drawer, took out a Colt revolver, and turned to aim at the dark figure.

As soon as the black shadow waved his hand, the six-inch barrel of Colt's revolver turned into a twist.

Zhou Jiarui was shocked ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Seeing a dark shadow coming over, revealing his true colors, it was Mr. Chen who had come to fight the autumn wind before.

"Ms. Zhou, you shouldn't buy to kill me." Liu Yan said straight.

"You, you, who are you?" Zhou Jiarui backed away, his face distorted with fear.

"Don't worry about who I am, that child is the son of Liu Yanzhi and Lin Su, you dare to kill, do you say he can spare you?" Chen Yongren's voice was as cold as the wind of Siberia.

"I don't know!" Zhou Jiarui fell on her knees, trembling all over, "I just want to get rich. I'm afraid you will ruin my business. Knowing that it is Yanzhi's son, I won't move that idea. "

"I didn't want to kill you. I can't keep you anymore." Liu Yan raised his hand slowly, "If you destroy you, it will be considered as clearing the historical bug."

"Spare!" Zhou Jiarui lay on the ground and cried, "You can still use me, don't you perform tasks? I have money and money. Where are you going, I will buy you a first class ticket, no, I will give you You send a boat, and I can meet Yanzhi's son if he has any needs. Does he want to go to school? I will arrange for St. John to find the best professor."