After sending off the army's interest representative, the housekeeper Lao Du was also anxious to go to the train station. He wanted to go back to the capital to report the information and convey the situation. Only Zheng Abao was left in the office.

The air was filled with the buzzing sound and tremor of the downstairs machine. He looked at the unbearable chair in front of him. Zheng Abao, who was behind the desk, put his feet on the marching again with his face, turned his back, unscrewed the glass plug of the glass bottle, poured a full glass of foreign wine, brought it to his mouth, but did not drink it, his eyes stared at the empty white wall.

The unpredictable Your Majesty, the Democratic Party's ruthless pressure attack, the Army forced the team to take up the team to be enemies of the court's Ministry of Works, and he might have to be completely defeated in the election. Huang En and the Democratic Party will arrange themselves and their elder brother in the upper-class people in the capital. If the election is defeated in a crushing manner, will the army be furious and offended the army and civil servants at the same time? These helplessness and fear made his ears buzz, as if he was slowly melting away in the warm noise of the factory.

Fang én heard a gentle knock. Zheng Abao turned his head and took a look, and returned to his firm posture again. He didn't look or say anything. He let the knock sound slowly feel the embarrassment of knocking people.

Finally, the man opened the room hesitantly. Zhang Qijie came in with a bow. Seeing the solidified appearance of Master Bao, he breathed a little relieved and said, "Master Bao, you haven't had lunch yet. It's 1:30 pm now. Should I go downstairs to have dinner, or should I bring it to you?"

Zheng Abao seemed to be reminded, suddenly raised his hand, drank most of the liquid in the glass, and after spitting out a sip of alcohol, he said coldly: "Don't eat it."

"Master Bao, still eat..." Zhang Qijie wanted to persuade him out of kindness, but was angry that Zheng Abao turned his head and shouted: "I said I won't eat you, fuck..."

However, Zheng Abao also came to an abrupt end. The two looked at each other quietly for a second, a little awkward, and the buzzing sound of the machine was clearly audible again.

Sighing, Zheng Abao put down the glass, turned his head to sit down, and said in a gentle voice with apology: "Come on, come, sit down."

Zhang Qijie was also familiar with the other party's moodiness. He smiled bitterly on his face and sat down at Zheng Abao's table.

Zheng Abao flashed his eyes and looked at the table, saying sadly: "Qijie, I'm sorry for you just now. I know you have good intentions, but I'm under too much pressure. I have hardly fallen asleep since I came to the election. I really don't know that this job is so difficult non-"

"I understand, Master Bao, don't take it to heart. I have often wanted to get angry these two days. It's okay, it's over until next week." Zhang Qijie in turn comforted Zheng Abao, who raised his head and smiled, lowered his head and stopped talking.

Zheng Abao sighed quietly to the sky, as if explaining to Zhang Qijie, and also as if he was talking to himself. He said, "People, if you don't have any faith, you really can't stand it. Every moment, you are full of all kinds of **s. When you can't get it, you will be painful and jealous; when you get it, you will feel bored; people like me, you must think you have gotten too much. Sitting in such a high position, you must live a life of whatever you want every day. I tell you, I have more helplessness than ordinary people: that is fear, fear of losing all this. I am above, which really makes me afraid. I can control many people but still can't control myself. I have to make a big fuss. Be careful of people in the same position or high position, keep their joys, sorrows, and happiness, try to see through everything, and put on a calm mask for those things that cannot be controlled, even if they are afraid of themselves and howling in pain, who can understand my heart? Who can understand me who is spinning in pain, boredom and fear? Alas, you won’t understand the knot... Of course, you must dream of sitting in my position and experiencing my life, but at that time, you will understand that even me is no different from the beggar who is worried about what to eat tonight. What kind of person Shakespeare said about? It’s all restless... boring... alas."

"What's the blow to this guy? It's related to the group of people?" Zhang Qijie waited restlessly for a while. Seeing that Zheng Abao had no intention of continuing to speak, he had to find a question and asked: "Master Bao, what are you doing just now? Are you really a reporter?"

With Zhang Qijie's successful gambler and successful businessman's eyes on people, those people are not as simple as reporters. Although they deliberately dress up and look good, their demeanor is not something that ordinary people can do. Moreover, when they came, Zheng Abao ran out to pick up the people by himself. When they left, although they asked Zheng Abao not to send him off, they left with Zheng Abao's one. From that outline, they knew that the one was Zheng Abao's cigar and a big cedar box.

What press conference would make Zheng Abao so attentive? An ordinary person? It is absolutely impossible.

Zheng Abao glanced at Zhang Qijie, smiled and said, "All of them are my good friends. Long time no see."

Qijiao shut up tactfully.

Zheng Abao stared at Zhang Qijie's expression, and subconsciously went to the cigar box but was empty. His beautiful big wooden box was already given as a gift, "You can't let the distinguished guests go empty-handed." This is Zheng Abao's principle - but this principle has nothing to do with the West, it is the tradition of his hometown in Fogang.

"The knot, is there any cigarette on his body?" Zheng Abao asked with a wry smile.

"Although I don't know, many reporters always have two packs of them on their bodies." Zhang Qijie took out the cigarette in a hurry. As soon as he handed it over, he hesitated and said, "Young Master Bao, this is a good cigarette on Longchuan market, but it must...haha, it can't get into your mouth..."

"Oh, what's wrong with this when I was arrested by the Qing soldiers and locked up in the yamen. Even the tea leaves were Abao giggled and grabbed the cigarette, tore open the packaging, took one by myself, and handed it to Zhang Qijie one.

Zhang Qijie hesitated for a moment. He rarely smoked, but this was given by Zheng Abao. He was embarrassed to not be so angry, so he took it and held it in his mouth. He quickly stood up and fired a match for Zheng Abao to light a cigarette.

Zheng Abao sipped, frowned and coughed, and said, "Qijie, I'll let you know about good news."

"What?" Zhang Qijie was lighting a cigarette for himself, frowning like a lock, but he held back and said nothing.

Zheng Abao said: "The Heyuan matter is done. Unless your old friends in Pacific shipping come back with Huang Laopi, no one in the Far East can accuse you of anything. Your past history has been decided."

He was shocked when he heard this, and then Zhang Qijie felt a little guilty. He took out the cigarette in his mouth, shrank his head, looked at his leather shoes, his face was very heavy. Although he knew the plan and was looking forward to the arrival of this day, he had no life after all.

After a while, Zhang Qijie sighed, as if he had remembered something, and stood up and bowed to Zheng Abao and said, "Thank you, Mr. Bao, thank you, thank you."

"Don't thank me, we are all from the same party. Your business is mine, and you are good, I'm fine." Zheng Abao repeatedly pressed his hands and said, "Sit down, there is something to discuss with you."

"Please tell me" Zhang Qijie sat on the chair, his body straight and his eyes wide open, as if he was eager to concentrate and let his mind move away from the poor man Huang Laopi.

Zheng Abao sipped the cigarette deeply and said, "The bottom line is that there are people like Wang Yu's family in our team. They are at an extremely disadvantage in the election compared to the Democratic Party. I think that it is impossible to save the situation without a strange move."

"Okay, Mr. Bao, what are your plans?" Zhang Qijie asked with his head wide open.

Zheng Abao blinked his eyes and asked, "Is there a secondary railway plan here? It is linked from Longchuan to ázhou? I wonder if I can propose to build the line by private stocks. You must know that if we succeed, Longchuan will become a railway hub, and everyone will have benefits..."

"Okay, my young master Bao." Zhang Qijie's face was radiating with excitement, and he slapped heavily and shouted: "Yes, yes, we thought of going together. Many people have long wanted to raise money to repair it themselves."

Zheng Abao was shocked by Zhang Qijie's attitude, and then laughed. It seemed that both big and small people could still see and remember them in their hearts.

Zhang Qijie said dynamically: "At that time, we heard that there was such a plan and all of them had been explored. It was just that Songyou Tel and Electric had no money and spare energy to worry about such branch lines. Many people wanted to invest in the non line by themselves. If it was done, Longchuan economy would be up, and the railway profitability was very strong. You can tell at Longchuan Station that there would definitely be good investments that would make no losses."

Speaking of this, he suddenly realized his disobedience and shut up embarrassedly, but Zheng Abao on the opposite side raised his hand to signal him to continue.

Zhang Qijie regained his excitement and said, "Actually, when we were talking to merchants from Huizhou, Heyuan to Ganzhou, and to ázhou, especially the merchants of the ázhou Prefecture envied that there was a railway in Huizhou Prefecture, and everyone was waiting for the Longmei Line to be launched. Before the election, Fang Bingsheng from Songyou Tielectron had just arrived here. We didn't know his background, and even he was hiding the election from us, and we even consulted him. Who knew that this mistress was denied. Now think about it, it was them Songyou Tielectron wanted to monopolize, but,

If you are the one who comes to propose this plan, what is the Songyou Tel. People in Longchuan have to thank you. Even people from Heyuan, Ganzhou, and ázhou have to thank you. You can use the conditions for our candidates to be selected. If we choose, we can also give priority to our voters to go to the railway station to find employment. For example, who has bought more than 100 lottery tickets to vote for a vote, and can recommend a relative or work by himself. Who can compete with us? If there is Songyou Tel. In the Democratic Party, we will definitely not agree to this plan. It is up to the people."

"You are really a good businessman," Zheng Abao exclaimed sincerely.

Zhang Qijie immediately pressed his hands on the table, pressing his body in front of him, and said with some concern: "Fang Bingsheng is a man who is lying, and he is considering his own interests. He cannot believe what he said, but now he thinks that there is some truth. As for this Tiehe River, it does need to be unified on the entire line, otherwise what should he do if the car crashes; and it seems that it is really related to national security, so he said that this matter must be led by the court, which makes sense. Now we are just talking about it ourselves? What should the court do?"

Zheng Abao stared at Zhang Qijie with approval, picked up the wine glass and drank it all. What's wrong, and said, as if the suicide squad on the battlefield said: "Court? We elected to elect MPs? What do MPs do? Members are wealthy businessmen and gentry from the people rely on reputation and donate officials. In short, they come from the people. They represent the public's opinion and directly talk to His Majesty. We have to bypass the court, so don't care about the court. Every word you and our future words will directly say to the people and His Majesty that it has nothing to do with the officials of the court. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. We must raise this issue and treat it as the Liberal Party's election promise."

The air from Zhang Qijie's nostrils became thick. He sat upright with joy and then asked, "What should we do? We need to raise money and talk about it. Who will repair it? Who will manage and operate it? Who will buy the train and rail sleepers? Who will hire technicians? How to connect with the original Haigan Line?"

Zheng Abao waved his hand domineeringly and shouted: "You don't have to be sober of these things. As long as you can incite public opinion, as long as Your Majesty nods, as long as the people raise enough money, I will do everything else for you. Isn't it just a pile of silver to rumbling iron roads? What's the difficulty?"

"Thank you so much for Master Bao, I have to thank you for all the people of Longchuan." Zhang Qijie danced happily, because this was equivalent to Zheng Abao opening up a world for him.

"Ha, don't thank me, have you been salivating? I guess you have thought about this kind of private fundraising path before. If you have any specific plans to directly bring it up, we will discuss finding an opportunity to throw it out. As long as Longchuan starts, other areas in Guangdong that do not have railways, Jiangxi and Hunan occupy areas, Guangxi will definitely follow up. Another major incident that sensation the entire Haisong world completely blows up the Democratic Party and Huang En, and the stupid guys." Zheng Abao smiled wickedly: "At that time, the people of Longchuan may set up a small statue for you."

"Haha, we want to set up a statue for you here for a hundred and a thousand years. Thank you Young Master Bao for your kindness in recreation of Longchuan." Zhang Qijie smiled so hard that he couldn't stop.

Zheng Abao looked at Zhang Qijie, who was browsing, and suddenly became depressed. He slapped the cigarette in the ashtray and poured a glass of foreign wine. He held the glass and sighed and said, "It would be great if everyone else was as obedient and capable as you Qijie. The people of Longchuan didn't take me seriously at all, alas."

"Why did Mr. Bao say this? Everyone respects you and admires you, treats you as a teacher..." Zhang Qijie didn't expect that this face became even more sarcastic than July Tian. He was talking and laughing just now, but suddenly he became so sad.

Zheng Abao waved his hand, looked at the orange and yellow liquid in the cup, and said, "If Guangxi had told me about his ** earlier, how could I not wipe his butt for him? He would not have been ruined and went to jail; if Fan Linhui could respect me a little, he would not have been patted and left Longchuan without saying goodbye; if Wang Yu's family simply did not treat me as a person. Alas, if they were all as smart and loyal as you, our Liberal Party's four generals, the Democratic Party and the Imperial Ethan's Wai Guazao, how could they be your opponents? All the places are ours."

"Young Master Bao,...we...we are all the first elections...I really don't know...I don't know so many things..." Zhang Qijie had nothing to say, so he had to comfort the commander carefully.

Zheng Abao raised his head and suddenly said, "The knot, why don't we change the birth date and horoscope and become a brother of a different surname?"

"Swedish? What's sworn? With you?" Zhang Qijie was stunned in shock. Why did he suddenly say that he wanted to become sworn brothers with him? Seeing that Zheng Abao's expression was not like fake or joking, he was stunned for a long time. Zhang Qijie waved his hand quickly and said, "No, no, this is too high. You are a stolen person in the entire Song Dynasty. I...I...I...I...I'm just from a small county..."

Zheng Abao interrupted the other party and said sincerely: "The knot, in fact, when I saw you at first, I felt that you were a character. It was a real big. For you, a Longchuan is a pool that cannot accommodate dragons. Even if there is no election, you and I don't know you, you will sooner or later soar. Now the election has caused a sensation across the country for the first time. It is a wonderful opportunity. You seized the Longchuan election that you thought you were so happy, and you tried your best to issue lottery tickets, send officials, and constantly sending telegrams from the court to commend and discuss.

Is it enough to be a small official? Do you think you can stop the sky by becoming a member of Huizhou Prefecture? If you are wrong, you may have to be a member of the national parliament easily. At that time, you will step on the red carpet of the Blue Palace and say to Your Majesty: 'My emperor, I think this is what I need to do'.........Brother, you have already stepped on the thirty-three levels of heaven and became sworn brothers with you. Where have you been climbing up to me? Maybe in the future, I will say: 'Hey, Mr. Zhang, why? Don't you know me anymore?'"

His face was flushed with excitement and natural modesty kept tearing back and forth on his face. Zhang Qi stammered and couldn't speak clearly, and his body twisted back and forth.

Zheng Abao looked at him like that and smiled: "The truth is, after we make the railway incident a national sensation, we will pick a zodiac auspicious day and send the post (birthday and horoscope)."

After saying that, he interrupted Zhang Qijie's humility and refusal that he wanted, and said, "Qijie, there is one thing I want to ask you to advise me: Fan Linhui does his own way and does not take me seriously at all. The state has national laws and family rules. Our party cannot run the same as the vegetable market. This will not be able to compete with the Democratic Party and the future Democratic Party at all. I mean, what are you doing to make Fan Linhui dare not disobey? For example, what kind of thing is used to mortgage it to me?"

The big man in front of him valued himself so much that Zhang Qijie tried his best to sort out his thoughts that were entangled because of excitement, helped Zheng Abao give advice, and used the wisdom of managing factories and doing business to see how to clamp people like Fan Linhui.

After listening to various ideas patiently, Zheng Abao nodded and said, "What you said is good. But Fan Linhui seems to be afraid of me, but he might as well be afraid of you. If you set an example first, he wouldn't dare to do anything when he comes back. I'm afraid that another Wang Yu family will come out. He will turn around and run to the Democratic Party. We brothers won't cry to death."

"Expression? OK, Mr. Bao, what do you think?" Zhang Qijie asked with a firm expression.

Zheng Abao stared at Zhang Qijie's eyes and said slowly without blinking: "Qijie, anyway, Fan Linhui and Wang Yu's family know the truth about you and Pan Jinxing. You said it personally, so Wang Yu's family is out of luck. Now Fan Linhui must not know that Huang Laopi has shut up forever, and he thought there was someone who has proved it. You just write down the true truth you told them and sign and stamp it for me. When Fan Linhui comes back, I will show it to him. The weird saying is that you have already pressed your reputation and ** on me in black and white. In this way, it is natural for us to let Fan Linhui write a loan contract to ensure loyalty. When the completion of the work, you will take it away from me and burn it."

Zhang Qijie hesitated for a moment: he really didn't want to have any entanglement with Pan Jinxing, and even stopped himself from thinking about this on weekdays; let alone now that the witness is dead, he has no relationship with Pan Jinxing from the legal and human relationship in this world;

But Young Master Bao values ​​himself so much and wants to write this thing, can he not write it? Besides, Fan Linhui and Wang Yu's family know the truth, and it's nothing he has written. Anyway, Young Master Bao will never harm him, and he is indeed closely linked to his interests: the one who has a strong relationship is to deceive the people of the world together.

"Okay, I'll write it," Zhang Qijie nodded.

Zheng Abao immediately opened the O-tto and handed the book and the dip pen to Zhang Qijie. The latter was a little surprised: "Write it now?"

"Well, write it quickly, just be concise. After writing it, let's talk about how to deal with Weng Quanguang." Zheng Abao slowed down his speech so that his voice sounded soft, but it seemed like an order that could not be refused.

At 9 o'clock that night, Zhang Qijie returned home, but his tired face could not be blocked by the joy. When he saw his wife coming to serve him to change his clothes, he said anxiously: "Madam, do you know? My career is about to soar. You must not think of how high someone's evaluation of me, and he also wants to be with me... and me... Hahahaha, I'll give you a surprise in a few days."

But his wife was not happy. She took off Zhang Qijie's suit that was covered with smoke, hung it carefully on the clothes hanger, and said sadly: "Master, I went to see Elder Wang's family in the afternoon, and their family was about to sleep on the boat. Elder Xi Xiangdao also went, and more than a dozen brothers knelt on the riverside for a afternoon to make fasting and pray for you..."

"Wang Yu's family? Don't mention him." Zhang Qijie took off his bow tie in disgust, threw it at the clothes hanger, and said, "Your praying to God for me? Alas, he has known me for ten years, so why not know Mr. Bao, who has known me for half a month, see if I can't do it. Forget it, I will pray for Wang Yu's family later, asking God to give him the wisdom of looking at people and being a human being. You can't do this for the rest of your life, right?"

His wife looked at him worriedly and asked, "Master, is it appropriate for you to do this? No matter what, Elder Wang is a brother in the Lord. You are slashing and killing me. I heard that you have to face the glass factory. What will their family do in the future?"

Zhang Qijie smiled, put his hand on his wife's shoulder, and said softly: "Madam, I will tell you honestly: 9 hours ago I didn't confirm that I was right. But now I have confirmed that I was right, and God is on my side."

"What?" my wife asked in surprise.

"Haha" Zhang Qijie laughed a few times, then held his wife and pointed at the cross on the wall, and said in surprise: "Madam, today, God promised my prayer. My career will be as angry as a tiger, and will reach the sky like an eagle. I have been praying for this for several years. And today, God promised my prayer. Does it mean that what I did are right? Because God is standing on my side, Hallelujah thanks God."

At this time, Zheng Abao looked at the textile factory without looking at it, and turned his head to the glass bottle, swallowed many sleep aid pills sent by the butler, rushed down with red wine, and said to his subordinates: "You go around tomorrow to find a big house that can live in our house. No matter how much it costs, rent it for confidentiality, and don't let anyone notice it."

Then he put down the glass bottle, looked at his subordinates and asked, "Xiao Tang, have you translated foreign literature? What did that Shakespeare say? It was all dreaming, all restless, all nonsense? It seemed that the one that the emperor said was good, remember?"

The subordinate was stunned for a moment, thinking about it and said, "Shakespeare's famous saying? Well, it should be: 'Life is like a fool, full of noise and restlessness, but it has no meaning'."
Chapter completed!