"Boss, there is a phone number. It belongs to Mr. Yu."
Just after seeing off Xu Jiazhen, Yu Zecheng's call came.
Wang Xu withdrew his gaze, gave a middle finger gesture to Zhang Mazi and others, walked into the living room and picked up the phone.
"Hello, I'm Wang Xu..."
"Boss Wang, the foreign magazine you asked me to pay attention to has arrived today. Do you want to come and get it yourself, or should I ask the clerk to deliver it to you?"
"Magazine?"
Wang Xu was stunned for a moment, then thought of something and said with a smile: "I'll get it myself to save you the trouble."
"Okay, that's it." After Yu Zecheng said this, he hung up the phone.
Listening to the busy signal on the phone, Wang Xu smiled and said, "Prepare a car and take me back."
Of course the foreign magazines were fake. The only thing he asked Yu Zecheng to do was to help him find a few scientific researchers.
It seems that such a person has been found in the organization, and Yu Zecheng specifically pointed out that it was a foreign magazine. It is estimated that the identities of these scientific researchers who came to assist him are probably returned overseas scholars.
"Overseas scholars, the turtles from the Republic of China should be quite valuable, right?" Wang Xu thought to himself, and quickly had someone prepare a car and rush to Yu Zecheng's bookstore.
...Baihe Bookstore...
"Lao Yu, where are your foreign magazines?" Wang Xu smiled as he entered Yu Zecheng's office.
Yu Zecheng was reading the newspaper. After hearing the news, he pushed up his glasses and replied: "The news has arrived, but the people haven't arrived yet. You have to go to Shanghai to pick it up."
"What's going on with these three people?" Wang Xu pulled out a chair, sat on it and asked softly.
Yu Zecheng didn't get much information. After thinking for a moment, he said: "One is Qian Zhiming, a patriotic scholar from Singapore. It is said that he is a chemistry professor in the university and has presided over many chemical experiments. The other two people,
One is an associate professor at the California Institute of Technology, who has participated in many physical experiments and has served as an experimental assistant for professors many times. The last person is a recent graduate from Cambridge with a doctorate in medicine and previously worked in a research institute of a pharmaceutical company.
"
"That's right!" After listening to the three people's information, Wang Xu nodded secretly.
A professor of chemistry, an associate professor of physics, and a doctor of medicine. All three are engaged in research, and they meet his conditions very well.
As for Nobel Prize-level scholars, he would not dare to think about this. Every one of those people is a public figure, and it is impossible for them to come to China today.
"When will they arrive?"
"Three days later in the morning, the ship will disembark at the harbor in the Magic City Concession. The estimated time is 8:30 in the morning..."
...Magic City...
When you think of the magic city during the Republic of China, who do you think of?
The majestic Du Yuesheng, the Huang Huangrong who helped the Japanese resell opium, and the openly treasonous Zhang Xiaolin.
No, not at all. Wang Xu stood on the harbor of the French Concession. Ever since he learned that Huang Huangrong was just a code name in Shanghai and Huang Huangrong's real name was Feng Jingyao, he knew that this was not the world of official history.
Sure enough, after asking around for a while, Wang Xu heard a name, Shanghai Tang Xu Wenqiang.
"In August this year, Zhang Xiaolin openly committed treason and was shot dead by his own bodyguards. Only two of the three giants in Shanghai were left. It stands to reason that Xu Wenqiang's rise is inevitable. It's a pity that God's will makes people unhappy. Xu Wenqiang is dissatisfied with the big boss.
Huang Huangrong cooperated with the Japanese and secretly made many mistakes. Now he was discovered by Huang Huangrong. What happened, he had no choice but to escape to Hong Kong."
"It's a pity that Xu Wenqiang is still young, so how can he defeat Huang Jinrong? But his brother Ding Li, on the other hand, heard that he followed Huang Jinrong wholeheartedly, and was appreciated by Huang Jinrong, so he decided to turn his back on the guests."
Standing on the harbor of the French Concession, Wang Xu listened intently, listening to the bragging of several stevedores who were waiting for work.
In the magic city of this era, gangs are more powerful than those on Hong Kong Island. If you want to work on the docks, you can't do it without becoming a member of the Youth Gang.
These stevedores are at the bottom of the gang, but when it comes to gossip, they know a lot.
"Brothers, when did Xu Wenqiang leave?" Wang Xu walked up to these people with the support of his bodyguards.
When several stevedores saw this posture, their hearts beat a little, and they cautiously replied: "Two months ago..."
"Two months ago!" Wang Xu thought about it for a moment and matched the timeline.
In August this year, Zhang Xiaolin, one of the Big Three, died, and the day when Xu Wenqiang left the Magic City to seek refuge was probably around September.
It's a pity that if there is a chance, he would still like to meet Xu Wenqiang. Now that Xu Wenqiang has gone to Hong Kong Island, he doesn't know when he will come back, so meeting him has become a luxury.
As for Ding Li, who is now as famous as Xu Wenqiang and even vaguely catching up to him, Wang Xu does not take him seriously.
Ding Li is a mean and ungrateful person and can only be said to be a replica of Huang Huangrong.
It was already the end of 1940, and Huang Huangrong had only had a few good days. How could a small role like Ding Li be noticed by him?
After all, to put it nicely, Ding Li is a junior leader of the Qinggang, but to put it badly, he is a junior who holds gold and glory.
Among the three giants of the Qinggang, the one that Wang Xu puts in his eyes is Du Yuesheng, the leader of the three giants.
The other people are just local chickens and dogs. The tighter they are tied to the Japanese, the faster they will die.
It’s just that Wang Xu thinks so, and some people feel good about themselves.
Following a burst of exclamations, four black cars quickly parked next to the pier, and a dozen strong men in black stepped out.
"Boss Wang's visit really makes my golden glory shine!" Through the open car door, an old man who looked to be in his sixties and held a faucet staff walked out with a smile on his face.
Seeing this person appear on the stage, the bodyguard next to Wang Xu immediately came up and whispered: "Boss, this person is Feng Jingyao, nicknamed Huang Jinrong, and the person who opened the door for him is Ding Li."
Wang Xu nodded lightly. Ding Li had already recognized him. If he couldn't guess that the person coming was Huang Jinrong, he could just buy a piece of tofu and kill him.
Sure enough, in this world with Xu Wenqiang and Ding Li, Huang Huangrong is no longer the same as in history. Changes are reflected in all aspects.
"Boss Feng, I didn't expect that I didn't want to say anything, but I still alarmed you and disturbed your peace. It's really a sin, a sin!" Wang Xu, who was in his twenties, called Huang Huangrong, who was in his fifties and sixties, an old man.
It sounds like it's respectful, but it's actually an allusion to the fact that now is the age of young people.
Huang Huangrong's expression did not change, and his smile was still amiable.
But Ding Li, who was behind him, couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at him, his eyes lighting up slightly.
"I have no choice but to come. Boss Wang's martial arts gym and antique shop are really running well. And with Mr. Han's banner here, the wind from the north is blowing to the Magic City." Huang Jinrong pretended not to.
Understand, I looked like an old-timer, and whispered: "But, this demon is not as good as the north, there are fish and dragons mixed together, and you will easily choke to death if you eat too much."
"Choke to death?" Wang Xu thought for a moment, then burst into laughter.
It's not that the dragon can't cross the river. This time when he came to the Magic City, he didn't say hello in advance at all. Huang Huangrong thought he was here to grab food.
No wonder Huang Huangrong thought so. In the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei region, Wang's antique shops and martial arts schools were popping up all over the place, and there were no less than a thousand people from all walks of life begging for food around him.
It happened that three months ago, Zhang Xiaolin, one of the three giants, died, and there was one less person to eat the cake, breaking the three-legged alliance of the Magic City.
During this period, Wang Xu traveled across the magic city, and it was strange that Huang Jinrong, who was obsessed with profit, could still sit still.