The ship sailed into Wusongkou and entered the Huangpu River. The footsteps outside the cabin were filled with noise and people were talking.

Wu Ming slowly opened his eyes, packed up his things with him, and leaned halfway down to wait for the boat to dock. He was idle and practiced some of the Qinggang cut-inserting gestures he learned from Du Yuesheng.

As soon as the ship arrived at the dock, the crowds of people who were disembarking and picking up the boat were particularly crowded, and the crowd slowly walked out along the pier. Wu Ming was not in a hurry and walked towards the dock slowly.

With a "" sound, a young man carrying a bottle of wine ran to Wu Ming, suddenly threw the bottle to the ground, reached out to grab Wu Ming's clothes, and shouted: "Okay, you smashed my wine. If you don't pay, I will fight you today!"

Immediately afterwards, another young man rushed over, rolled up his sleeves at Wu Ming, and said with both soft and hardness: "Sir, you have something to say, why bother to throw the wine bottle? How can this little master afford to do business for others? Sir, what do you think?"

Wu Ming stretched out his finger and poked the young man leaning towards him, and smiled. Is this the legendary collision?

Take out two bills from your pocket and stuff them into the hands of the guy grinning his teeth and rubbing his shoulders. Wu Ming said softly, "Brother, please be more professional in the future. It is easy to expose the filling with a bottle of tap water, and it doesn't even smell a little wine."

After saying that, Wu Ming turned around and left. Seeing that he was single and had no one to pick up the boat, he thought he was easy to bully. If he didn't want to attract attention, he would have to ruin these two boys.

"Brother, where are you giving me dollars?" The guy who threw the wine bottle looked at the colorful banknotes, his eyes shining.

"Take me to see the doctor first." Another guy looked bitter, "This guy poked half of my body numb with one finger. We're going to miss it today."

Old Shanghai was the most prosperous city in the world at that time. The number one metropolis in the East was the legend of countless entrepreneurs. WAN. Countless super rich people were born here, Sassoon Building, Peace Hotel, Amway Foreign Company, and these legendary names are enough to enter the Harvard MBA tutorial. Many companies are still world-class players, such as HSBC, AIA, etc.

Old Shanghai was a "paradise for adventurers", which had two meanings. One was to engage in commercial trade. There were opportunities here, as long as you were able to do it. The other was to engage in criminal activities, which was also a relaxed paradise.

There were many bandits and they could not be effectively rectified, so behind the prosperity and brightness, criminal activities such as theft, robbery, fraud, drug trafficking were constantly happening in Shanghai. What was most lacking in old Shanghai was hooligans and bullies, who mingled at all levels of society. Among all kinds of criminal activities, the one that achieved the greatest benefits, lower risks and the most severe harm was the drug trafficking that was once popular in Shanghai.

Wu Ming was driving on the road in Shanghai in a tricycle. Along the way, he saw the Indian A-san with a handkerchief wrapped around his head and a baton on his waist, the Annan police station, the "pheasants" at the entrance of the alley, foreigners, beggars... There are also European buildings more than a hundred years ago, Baroque, youthful art, Chicago-style, Romanesque, and many vicissitudes without being destroyed.

"Sir, you have to be fast in my car. Once you step on the pedal, I will be fast. You have to look slowly, eat melon seeds, and see the scenery, and I will step slowly. In the past, the ladies were like this, crossing their legs and sitting in a very beautiful way. People on the street also look at you, as if they are watching the scenery." said the middle-aged coachman.

Wu Ming looked at the surrounding landscape with interest and said casually: "Then just ride slowly, I think it's quite interesting."

"If it's at night, the scenery will be more beautiful." The middle-aged coachman said with some flaunts: "The lights in buildings are all lit up, that's really a city that never sleeps." His poor vocabulary really cannot describe the beauty of Shanghai at night.

"I heard you, you are not from Shanghai!" Wu Ming asked.

"Yes, I escaped from North China." The middle-aged coachman wiped his sweat with a yellow towel. "It has been more than two years since he arrived in Shanghai."

"Life is still acceptable in Shanghai?" Wu Ming asked.

"Let's live a barely life!" The coachman smiled bitterly, "It's the same wherever the poor go. Shanghai is a place of pleasure, and only with money can you live happily. The gentleman is a rich man who has returned from overseas. Be careful. There are too many hooligans here and it's very messy."

"Thank you, I understand." Wu Ming replied lightly.

"Bang", gunshots came not far away. The driver pedaled the car a few times and said to Wu Ming: "Now he is fighting fiercely with the Japanese, and this day is quite peaceful."

Wu Ming smiled, leaned back, and closed his eyes leisurely. This is considered peaceful, is it a whole East Sarajevo? But I like it. Only in this chaos can I still win in chaos and show my skills. When the forces in various parties compete, I will not attract attention.

At the corner of Shanghai's bustling Nanjing Road, Huanghe Road, a 24-storey building famous at home and abroad, built in 1934, is the International Hotel, which was called the tallest building in the Far East. It was once a symbol of Shanghai and the pride of Shanghai. It maintained the record of "the tallest building in the Far East" for 30 years and the record of the tallest building in Shanghai for 50 years.

In the 1930s, it was not easy for the Chinese to build the highest building in the Far East, run a first-class hotel, and enjoy a high reputation at home and abroad. Opposite the hotel was the Shili Western Court and the Race Hall. At that time, standing on the top floor of the hotel, the entire Shanghai scenery was full of scenery, and you could see the winding Pu River; Wusong Longhua scenery was so beautiful that it was far away, and even Kunshan Sheshan could be vaguely distinguished.

Wu Ming came to Shanghai, but no one looked for him. He stayed in this famous hotel at home and abroad to appreciate the scenery of Shanghai. Another purpose was that he did not want too many people to know about his affairs, meet Wan Molin, or contact the military liaison officer. He was going to settle down in Shanghai before talking.
Chapter completed!