Han Baihang glanced at the angry Huang Jinrong indifferently, and gently tapped his fingers on the table, "Counsellor Huang, don't get angry, anger will hurt your body. You are not young anymore, why are you acting like a young boy?"
, a sudden surprise.”
Huang Jinrong sneered and said: "Han Baihang, don't think that because Wu Peifu is standing behind you, I won't dare to touch you. Even if you become Zhang Renkui's son-in-law tomorrow, you are still a small company commander now. I will follow you
If you sit here and talk, you are looking at Zhang Renkui's face, so don't be ignorant."
After hearing what Huang Jinrong said, Han Baihang slapped the table and laughed. Huang Huangrong's face darkened and he said coldly: "Why are you laughing?"
Han Baihang laughed and said: "I'm laughing, the dignified counselor, the boss of the Youth Gang, actually looks like this, haha!"
Huang Huangrong's face turned from red to blue, and in anger he pulled out the gun on his waist, pointed at Han Baihang's head and said, "Believe it or not, I will kill you now."
No wonder Huang Huangrong is so angry. Even though he is so prosperous now, in the final analysis he is just a gangster. Most of this huge family fortune was earned for him by his wife Lin Guisheng.
Although everyone didn't say anything openly to save face, the shameless words they said behind their backs were more unpleasant than the last.
Han Baihang stretched out his finger, moved the gun against his head aside and said, "You don't have to be so angry. I'll show you something and you'll understand."
As he spoke, Han Baihang took out a piece of tissue paper from his arms, placed it gently on the table, and pushed it in front of Huang Jinrong.
Huang Huangrong glanced at the piece of paper on the table and didn't dare to look at it for a long time. Han Baihang pointed it out to him with his eyes, and then Huang Huangrong carefully picked up the paper and spread it in the palm of his hand.
There wasn't much paper on the note, just three sentences in total.
The first sentence: The Duan family has stolen authority and regarded the head of state as a puppet three times. Treating the country as the private property of one family, leading wolves into the house, and depriving the country of its power. To support the head of state, to protect the family and the country, it is not to eliminate the traitorous party.
No.
The second sentence: I was trapped in Shanghai. Fortunately, Huang Gong was righteous and took me in regardless of past suspicions. I was so grateful that I burst into tears, and Zeng Yujun offered my regards.
The third sentence: Fu Liangzuo was detained by Cao Rui.
Huang Jinrong held a thin piece of paper in his hand, sweating heavily, and sat slumped on the chair, his face no longer had the arrogant look before.
Han Baihang poured a cup of coffee for himself and said lightly: "I believe that Counselor Huang also knows what to do. I am just looking for money. If I want to buy this batch of tobacco at a good price, I actually have to rely on Counselor Huang. You say
Yeah?"
"Where did you get this news?" Huang Huangrong threw away the paper in his hand in fear, his face was as white as flour, and big beads of sweat ran down his cheeks and soaked his clothes.
Han Baihang took a sip of the coffee in his hand and felt very good. After waiting for so many days, he finally got some good news. Wu Peifu's radical political ideas were undoubtedly a sharp sword hanging over everyone's heads.
Everyone wanted to cut ties with Duan Qirui and Anfu National Congress, for fear that the upstart would talk to him. Speaking of which, Zeng Yujun had little to do with Huang Jinrong. At most, Zeng Yujun was in trouble and turned to Huang Jinrong for help. Huang Huangrong was hindered by
To save face, I just paid a little money to let him run away.
Although it was just a small matter, Cao Kun and Wu Peifu were now in power in Beijing, and Zhang Zuolin had a vague intention of retreating.
Such a small pretext may be Wu Peifu's reason to punish Huang Jinrong, and Huang Huangrong cannot help but be afraid.
Han Baihang put down the cup in his hand, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said calmly: "I never planned to swallow this piece of fat. After this time, I can see clearly the details of the Hong Gang. If I want to develop, I still have to
I rely on Huang to discuss you, so wouldn’t it be better if we all sit down and discuss the details?”
Huang Jinrong sat opposite Han Baihang, his eyes wandering, looking at the pieces of paper on the table, and then at Han Baihang who looked calm, closing his mouth tightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Cooperation is possible, but 20% is too low. I want 60%!" Huang Huangrong said through gritted teeth.
Han Baihang stood up to leave and said calmly: "20%, 10% no more and no more than 10%, this is my bottom line. You must know that this batch of goods does not belong to me alone. There are so many people under my command who need to eat, and I cannot be tolerated.
Bargaining! Since Counselor Huang has no intention of discussing business, please excuse me and leave first."
Seeing that Han Baihang was about to leave, Huang Huangrong immediately stood up, stopped Han Baihang and said, "Wait a moment, I want to discuss it with my wife."
As he spoke, Huang Huangrong called someone in and asked him to send a telegram to Lin Guisheng. As soon as the man was about to leave, Han Baihang burst into laughter. Huang Huangrong and the two were stunned for a while, not knowing what he meant.
Han Baihang's laughter gradually stopped and he looked at Huang Jinrong, his eyes full of disdain and said: "I originally thought that Counselor Huang was a man of indomitable dignity, but I didn't expect that. I didn't expect that."
"What didn't you expect?" Huang Huangrong's eyes were half-closed, and his voice was low and terrifying.
"I didn't expect that Counselor Huang is still a henpecked man. He actually has to ask his wife for advice on such a trivial matter. It really opened my eyes!"
Huang Jinrong looked at Han Baihang's smiling face, and his face turned from white to black. His men stood aside, looking at him at a loss, not knowing whether to leave or stay, and asked in a low voice: "Shall I send a telegram?"
"What kind of telegram are you sending! This matter is settled, get out of here!" Huang Huangrong shouted angrily and drove him out.
A proud smile appeared at the corner of Han Baihang's mouth, and he patted Huang Jinrong on the shoulder and said: "That's right. When men do things, how can a woman make irresponsible remarks here? There will be many places for us to cooperate in the future, and we will have to rely on them a lot.
Brother Huang."
Huang Jinrong turned from anger to joy, and put his hand on Han Baihang's shoulder affectionately and said: "This whole life is just for the word money. Wouldn't it be nice if we all make money together and eat together."
The two chatted for a while and became familiar with each other as if they were brothers. Han Baihang stayed for a while. Now that the opium matter was resolved, he was in a good mood. There was also good news that maybe he would not need Zhang Ruolan to get married, so he was in a good mood.
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Now that the situation in China is unclear, he really doesn't want to have anything to do with the Revolutionary Party. Otherwise, when Wu Peifu is blamed, he won't be able to bear the consequences and just walk away.
After chatting for a while, Han Baihang stood up to say goodbye. When he walked out the door, the cool breeze blew, and Han Baihang felt a chill down his back.
Shortly after he left, one of Huang Huangrong's men broke in and handed a telegram into his hand, with the word "idiot" written clearly on it.
Han Baihang glanced at Huang Huangrong's residence behind him, with a proud smile on his face. He hummed a little tune and walked towards the hotel. Just after taking a few steps, a burst of fire suddenly appeared in Zhang's house, and the loud sound made people stunned.
