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Chapter 58

The Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei region is very large, and there are many important cities within it that can be named.

Wang Xu recruited 500 people in the old revolutionary areas and planned to use his financial advantage to spread the power across the three provinces in one fell swoop.

However, there is another obstacle to his plan, that is, every city's antique shop needs at least one knowledgeable shopkeeper.

Wang Xu didn't have that many people at his disposal, so his countermeasure was to use money to smash some antique shops that were barely maintaining, including the shops and their shopkeepers, onto his carriage.

The effect is very significant. With money opening the way, few people can refuse.

After two months, there was a shortage of shopkeepers, and Wang's Antique Shops, large and small, sprung up across the land of Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei.

"Our antique store currently only undertakes two businesses, one is antique acquisition, and the other is jewelry mortgage gold bars. If you have antiques or jewelry, you can exchange them for gold bars here. Each store is a network. Eighty-six Putting all the stores together, we cover the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei region.

Every month, the performance of each store is counted, and a ranking list is made for 86 stores. The top ten stores will share 30% of the month's profits. The top twenty stores will share 2% of the month's profits. 10. The top thirty will share 10% of the profit for the month. For stores other than the top thirty, the shopkeepers will only receive a basic salary.

In addition, all stores supervise each other, and the clerks can also supervise the shopkeeper. If the shopkeeper is found to be embezzled or the money gained from the corruption is discovered, the clerk who reports it will share half of it. Those who fail to report the information will first enforce family law and then send it to the police station. They will not be tolerated. .October 13, 1940, the Republic of China, the three provinces of Shanxi, Chahar and Hebei, the Wang Family Antiques Shop Announcement."

Tianjin, French Concession, Telegraph Office.

Wang Xu turned the jade ball in his hand and recalled what he had said. After finding that there was no problem, he said: "Send telegrams. These telegrams are sent to the telegraph offices in major cities in Shanxi, Chahar and Hebei provinces. Someone will take them there. ."

Didi, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep.

The French were responsible for the telegraph office business, and there was such an institution in every city.

Wang Xu issued an order, and soon someone would notify antique stores in various places. The information transmission speed is not slow. If there is an emergency, the branches of antique stores in various places can also call him directly. Although the contact is not as convenient as in modern times. , but there is no need to ride a horse to deliver messages.

"Mr. Wang, the telegram has been sent." The person from the telegraph office quickly sent the telegram.

Wang Xu nodded silently, loosened his suit and tie, and left with the courtesy of the manager of the telegraph office.

Outside the door, there were three black cars parked. They were American cars, the famous Ford.

Next to the three cars stood six bodyguards in Chinese tunic suits, the leader of whom was Ma Dabiao.

"I asked you to go to Governor Chen to get the caravan armed certificate, how did you do?" Wang Xu asked as he got into the car without looking back.

Ma Dabiao scratched his head and said with a guilty conscience: "Governor Chen has a huge appetite. He said that everything needs to be taken care of, and a hundred gold bars are not enough."

"If it's not enough, give him two hundred. Our business in the Japanese-occupied area must be legal and can withstand inspection. I don't want to cause trouble for myself. In the past few days, stop dealing with those bandits and do your best to deal with these bandits." Once things are done, if you have any problems, you can go to my senior brother." The senior brother Wang Xu was talking about was a disciple of Mr. Han Muxia, who is currently serving as the police chief for the new government in Tianjin.

To be honest, Mr. Han Muxia has countless disciples, and there are 1,200 disciples who have been on the roster.

These people have been running around for many years after the old man washed his hands in the golden basin. Many of them have long lost contact with the old man. If Wang Xu hadn't accidentally discovered that the old man still had a roster in his hand, he would not have known that the old man had such a wide network of contacts.

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What made Wang Xu sigh with emotion the most was that the old man had been through so many difficulties in these years, but he had never spoken to his disciples. You must know that some of the disciples above were using the name of the old man when they were looking for a living outside.

"The old man is old and cares about face. He always feels that talking to his disciples and grandsons will make him lose his identity. But I am different. I am a close disciple of the old man. I am also a direct descendant of Korean Bagua and Korean Xingyiquan.

I have already posted the Wulin post. November 8th is the old man’s birthday. I will hold a birthday banquet for him at the largest restaurant in Tianjin. If these people accept the post, they will come to Tianjin to pay their respects to the old man.

If someone doesn't recognize it, it's easy to deal with it. How did this kung fu spread? You have to take it back."

Wang Xu was sitting in the car. When he said this, he glanced at the middle-aged man in the passenger seat and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, are you right?"

"Junior brother is right. We in the martial arts have our own rules, and some things cannot be broken." Senior brother Zhang's name is Zhang Fan. He looks very ordinary, but he is the third disciple of the old man. He has already entered the hall with his Xingyiquan.

When Wang Xu got the roster, his joy was indescribable.

What he lacks most now is people. Each of these old master's disciples has someone he can fight for.

After all, with the banner of the old man, he can summon all the brothers over, and no one will feel that he has lost any points in terms of face. Similarly, it is no longer an era when you can dominate the martial arts world with just a little effort. These brothers have many

Some did well, some did poorly, and there were not a few who wanted to join him.

For example, Senior Brother Zhang Fan, I dare not say that he is better than his master in martial arts, but he is also at the level of a martial arts master.

Before he received the news from Wang Xu, he was working as a nursing home for a wealthy family in Cangzhou, and he didn't even have the money to open a martial arts gym. It has to be said that the Republic of China era, when firearms were rampant, was really the graveyard of these martial arts masters.

"This time we were able to contact a total of 380 people. For every person we could contact, I sent a letter and fifty yuan for travel expenses. If October 8

If the call doesn't come yet, that means you are ignoring the relationship between master and apprentice. When the time comes, please ask Senior Brother Zhang to take my people to pay homage one by one and take back the skills they have learned." Wang Xu's voice was calm, but

Have the determination to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

Senior Brother Zhang Fan nodded with a smile, his eyes full of confidence, and said: "Don't worry, Junior Brother, the martial arts masters in the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei region can only beat me with one hand, and half of them are martial arts veterans. Those senior brothers back then,

If you don't have great fortune, you won't be my opponent anyway, so don't worry."

"Well, it's a pity that there is still no news about Senior Senior Brother. Senior Senior Brother's Baguazhang was passed down by Master, and he was known as Xiao Muxia back then. It would be safer if Senior Senior Brother was here." Wang Xu's tone was full of regret.

, it’s a pity that God doesn’t fulfill people’s wishes.

Mr. Han Muxia opened the school to teach at the age of twenty-eight.

There are more than a thousand disciples who have kowtowed and been on the roster in their lifetime.

Over the years, some people have died, some have disappeared, and some have gone abroad.

Wang Xu was able to contact less than one-third of them. For example, he never found out about the whereabouts of his senior brother, whom the old man could not forget.

"Ma Dabiao's escort team currently has 230 people, and there are more than 30 people gathered around me, the disciples and grandsons left behind by the old man. According to this trend, as soon as the old man's birthday banquet starts, my wings will basically be

It’s done. These people are definitely not enough to fight for hegemony, but they are more than enough to make a name for themselves in the martial arts world!”

Wang Xu turned the jade ball in his hand, looked at the scenery flashing outside the car window, and whispered: "Business is the left leg, martial arts is the right leg. The foundation of the Republic of China will become..."

Du Yuesheng, a member of the Qing Gang, has thirty thousand disciples and roams Shanghai. The Japanese also want to give him face.

Why is this possible? Network, reputation, money, and influence are all indispensable.

As for Du Yuesheng, although he was also anti-Japanese, his attitude was rather ambiguous and he was not close to either our Party or the White Party.

Wang Xu felt that if he took action, made a name for himself in the martial arts world, and supported the two parties in the war, his limelight would not necessarily be worse than that of Du Yuesheng.

After all, Du Yuesheng relied on opium to make his fortune, his reputation had long been ruined, and his conditions were far behind him.


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