When Zhou Weiguo came to the Spring Garden, it was not open yet. After all, most theaters would not open until the afternoon.
However, this did not prevent Zhou Weiguo from asking Liu Zhihui to knock on the door.
The door soon opened, and a handsome little boy came out. He said, "Sir, the garden is not open yet. How about you go and sit inside?"
Zhou Weiguo nodded, "Okay, by the way, I'll call your manager."
"Sure." The little boy nodded, led Zhou Weiguo and Liu Zhihui in, led them to the table in the auditorium, asked them to sit down, and ran away.
Zhou Weiguo and Liu Zhihui have been to many theaters like this, but they only happened when they were young.
Liu Zhihui smiled and said, "Brother, do you remember that when you were a kid, you almost killed someone in the theater?"
Zhou Weiguo had a dark look on his face, "Isn't that you? Why is it my fault?"
Liu Zhihui rolled his eyes. Zhou Weiguo was basically the one who took the lead in all the bad things they did when they were young. He was just a follower!
After a while, a somewhat wealthy middle-aged man came over and said, "Two gentlemen."
Zhou Weiguo nodded, "Sir, is this the manager of Chunmanyuan?"
"Yes, that's exactly it."
"Excuse me, can you sell braids in your garden?"
"Braids?" The park owner was stunned. In this era, there were quite a lot of people with long hair in their theater, but this was the first time he wanted to buy braids. "This man said that they were grown in the Qing Dynasty."
braid?"
Zhou Weiguo nodded, "Not bad."
"There are such braids with hoods in the garden, but they are not for sale." The owner of the garden told the truth truthfully, of course, in preparation for raising the price in the next step.
Zhou Weiguo curled his lips and said, "It's good to have it. As long as I have it, I'm not afraid of not being able to buy it. I wonder, can it be sold? Of course, the price will definitely satisfy the manager."
"I wonder how many this man wants?"
"Just two."
"Master, to be honest, there are not many braids with hoods in this garden. I want two at a time..."
"The price doesn't matter." Zhou Weiguo smiled.
"In that case, let's pay one hundred yen a piece if you don't tell anyone secretly."
Zhou Weiguo thought how much the gardener wanted to charge, so he smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll take two."
"Okay."
It was a good thing that the garden had income before it even opened. The owner of the garden was naturally very happy and ordered people to get two braids, took money from Zhou Weiguo, and also had tea served.
Zhou Weiguo smiled helplessly, businessmen are like this, they can change their appearance when it is advantageous, but for such a person, at least it is easy to use, after all, it is only used once.
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After leaving the theater, Liu Zhihui spoke again, "Brother, why do you want two? Are you planning to bring me in?"
Zhou Weiguo rolled his eyes, "I told you not to go in, I'll keep it as a backup."
"oh."
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In a magnificently renovated building, a lean man opened his eyes casually, "I blinked and closed my eyes, and another day passed. How can such a day be meaningful?"
"Master! Don't you dare say that!" A eunuch with long white braids next to him said in his unique voice, "Master, as long as you are alive, there is still hope!"
"Alive?" There was endless loneliness in the man's tone.
"Yes, alive!" The eunuch nodded seriously, "A few days ago, I heard that the Japanese suffered a defeat at the hands of the Independent Division!"
"Independent division? You mean, Zhou Weiguo?" There was some light in the middle-aged man's eyes.
"Yes! The independent division has captured Chengde! It has opened the door to our Manchukuo! The Japanese can't go away for long in the hands of the independent division!" The eunuch just picked up good things for his father to listen to. He knew that this was the case.
Life is really humiliating for an emperor. But he is just a eunuch, a man with no power. Now, he can only give his master more hope. "Manchukuo belongs to our Qing Dynasty after all.
Land! Even if they want to make the decision, it’s not the Japanese’s turn! Master, you have to hold on!”
The middle-aged man exhaled, "You have the right, you are making me happy again."
"Sir, I don't dare! No matter how we fight against this land, it is our Chinese business. We can discuss it behind closed doors. Now the Japanese are forcing you to divide us! Because we
Once we cooperate, the Japanese will be afraid!"
The middle-aged man's expression changed. He was the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Aisin Gioro Puyi. He ascended the throne at the age of three and served as emperor for three years. After the Qing Dynasty disappeared, he has been living his life in the Forbidden City, but again
He was driven out! Even the graves of his ancestors were dug up! Why is he the Son of Man?
When the Japanese found him, he thought he could make a comeback and have the strength to fight against the so-called new government and seek justice for his ancestors. However, the Japanese ignored him.
At first, he still held out hope for the Japanese.
But by now, he was desperate.
My own honor guard, who were the warriors of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, was not allowed to exist.
My freedom has been locked up by this wall.
And his dignity as the emperor of a country has long since ceased to exist.
He planned to escape, but he did not expect that his men would rebel long ago.
Outside the window, there was white snow. Maybe he wouldn't die if he jumped, but he was also afraid of pain.
He is still afraid of death and does not have the courage.
His news is very limited, because no one will tell him how the Japanese are doing on the front line. Only when they win a big victory, the Japanese will celebrate with joy, and even his treatment will be slightly better.
But if the Japanese ignored him, most of the time, he guessed and guessed that the Japanese had encountered a problem.
During this period, the Japanese paid little attention to him.
He probably guessed that the Japanese were in trouble.
But I didn't expect it to be an independent division.
He had heard many people talk about the independent division.
A young general not only drove away the Japs from Shandong, but also took back Tianjin and Peiping.
Yes, he still wanted to return to Peiping.
Fortunately, Peiping is now in the hands of the Chinese themselves.
Although he was a deposed emperor, he never denied that he was Chinese.
Looking back now, even if he had not agreed to the Japanese, the Japanese would have forced him to come to Manchuria even if they had guns. It just happened that the Japanese needed him, and he had this value.
If the independent division has really started to attack Manchuria, he will be happy. At least, the Japanese will not have a very comfortable life recently. If the Japanese are not happy, he will be happy. It is as simple as that.