The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 71 Money
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Looking down, Jiang Cheng saw a handful of money in his hand. He was speechless: "This..."

"Just take it if you're asked to. He doesn't count the money he spends anyway."

Wu Taixun winked at him and said, "This is our Master Zhang's kindness. Use it to renovate the house and buy some furniture and appliances - you can really get married!"

"Yes! To marry a wife, can I marry your sister?"

How could he let him take advantage of him for no reason? Jiang Cheng took the money as a matter of course and stood up to return the favor.

Wu Taixun was so angry that he punched him, and Feng Yong and the others were so happy that they fell down: "Why is it that having a wife is not enough for you? You even set your eyes on Xiaofang?"

"Of course not. A beautiful lady is always a good match for a gentleman."

Jiang Cheng's words earned him a beating. After a while of fighting, Bao Yulin finally stopped them and turned his attention to Feng Yong: "Hey, Han Qing is about to get married, why don't you go home and get ready? Why are you so drunk?"

Feng Yong waved his hand: "Don't ask, I won't tell you anything anyway."

At this moment, Wu Chifang and Hai Huixin turned back and gave the drowsy Xiao Zhang a bowl of sobering soup. Everyone then breathed a sigh of relief and left.

Originally, they had planned to play mahjong, but as it was getting dark, Feng Yong and the others didn't pay attention. Plus, Zhang Hanqing was hungover, so no one wanted to play anymore and they all said goodbye and went back.

"You can't let your brother sleep here, can you? The handsome man will definitely send someone to look for him at night."

After seeing off these distinguished guests, Jiang Cheng put his hands on his waist and looked at Zhang Zhuqing, who looked disappointed. "Do you want me to send someone back to your house to inform you?"

"What's the point of reporting it? Just let him stay at your house tonight."

Zhang Zhuqing was still unhappy because the bureau had not been formed. "I asked Lin Feng to go back and check it out, but my uncle didn't go home. In addition to preparing for the wedding these days... he should be busy with other things."

I know he is talking about the financial run: Next, Wang Xiucai will take over from the former Chief Financial Officer and be in charge of the finance of the entire Fengtian Province;

Under his drastic measures, Fengtian Province and even the entire Northeast will gradually stabilize...

Whether they are old Russians or ordinary people, they will gradually realize that this little guy Zhang who came from the outlaws is a real figure.

Of course, these are all later stories and have little to do with Jiang Cheng.

"Where did Han Qing go today? The wedding is just around the corner."

Since everyone had left, Jiang Cheng of course asked out of curiosity.

"It's hard to describe in words."

Zhang Zhuqing shook his head helplessly, "You know, my uncle has always been very tyrannical, and he often uses his tactics to lead troops on my sister and brother——"

"My brother was reluctant to marry the boy from the Bao family. You and I both know Bao Yinglin's temper. He has been to all the mansions in the Northeast."

That's true.

Zhang Shoufang had only been living a peaceful life for a few days after marrying into the Bao family. Bao Yinglin was a playboy who was always away from home.
When the Zhang family still had some influence, he was quite polite to Shoufang. But when the old man died, she was beaten black and blue by domestic violence every day...

In the end, he was kicked out of his home and had to sell his belongings to make a living. He lived in poverty until his death.

Jiang Cheng listened to him calmly as he continued, "With what happened to my sister before, and now he is forced to marry the girl from the Yu family, he is even more unhappy."

"But we have always been subject to our parents' orders. Can we make the decision ourselves?"

"My brother asked the kid from the Bao family out today. Actually, he just wanted to talk to him about my sister. Who could have known that this bastard went straight to the brothel and asked for a White Russian girl..."

"My brother was so angry that he beat that guy up! Oh, I won't say any more. It's really hard to describe."

"Hey Feilan, I have to go back to deal with Fifth Mother first... He will be sober early tomorrow morning, please take him back!" Seeing that Lin Feng was getting impatient waiting in the car at the door, Zhang Zhuqing waved goodbye and rushed to the car.

After waving goodbye to him, Jiang Cheng shrugged and turned to Hai Hui unhappily: "You are really amazing, what do you think of my home?"

"Why, the people who come to our house today are either rich or noble, who won't be useful to us in the future?"

Knowing that she was disgusted by a group of playboys and young ladies coming to her house and complaining about the quietness of her home, Jiang Cheng smiled and took out the money Zhang Hanqing had just given him from his pocket, "See, I didn't let them come for nothing, did I?"

She looked down and saw that the stack of bills were all large denominations. She had always lived a poor life with her overly honest father, so how could she have seen such a scene?

"Who gave it to me?"

"Don't worry about who gave it to you. We have enough money to renovate the house and buy furniture."

Jiang Cheng called the old housekeeper Luo Zhen over and generously gave him all the money with one hand, "Go get up early tomorrow and buy a maid for the young lady..."

"It's really not nice to have no one in the yard. I also asked you to buy me the best furniture. Don't be so stingy. The people who come to our house are all important people!"

"If you don't have enough money, come back to me. Sir, I need other things, but I can give you as much money as you want, haha!"

In this chaotic time, the money Xiao Zhang casually gave him was enough to buy a small courtyard.

But Jiang Cheng gave it all to him, which made even Luo Zhen feel embarrassed. He hurriedly nodded and bowed to express his gratitude.

"Why give... so much?"

When Zhang Hanqing was being taken care of, Hai Pingchuan happened to be watching. He opened his eyes wide in bewilderment and was grateful to him, "Feilan, you..."

"It's just a few dollars, don't take it to heart."

Jiang Cheng waved his hand generously, glanced at the beautiful young lady who was in a daze, put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile, "It's getting late, let's go back and rest."

He who spends money is the boss, so Jiang Cheng chose the main house in the courtyard without saying a word.

The inner and outer suits are a combination of a bedroom and a study, and should have been Hai Rushong's residence before.

Luo Zhen had already cleaned up the room. Although the bedding looked a little old, it was washed cleanly.

Jiang Cheng opened his luggage, laid out another layer, changed his clothes, washed up, and went to bed.

At dawn the next day, one could hear the sound of Hai Pingchuan practicing boxing. Jiang Cheng also got dressed and went out. His white clothes were already soaked through, and he was holding a big knife in his hand, and he was very skilled in it.

Compared to the knife that Gao Wensheng had used before, the knife in this young man's hand was almost twice as long;
And whether in terms of weight or thickness, it is definitely a knife for macho men.

Good guy.

As Jiang Cheng smacked his lips, he unconsciously recalled the poem "The big knife chopped at the devil's head".

"Hey, Feilan, why don't you get some more sleep?"

Seeing his brother watching, Hai Pingchuan stopped what he was doing. When he turned around and was about to come over, Zhang Hanqing came out of the wing room, scratching his messy hair and complaining: "Why are you making so much noise so early in the morning? You can't let me sleep."

Looking back was Jiang Cheng, he was stunned for a moment.

"Where's Feng Yong?"

Obviously the last memory was of this guy. How come he was a different person after waking up from a drunken sleep?
"Where am I...? Is this your home, Jiang Feilan?"

(End of this chapter)