Qiushui Yiren

During the period of the Republic of China, the British American Tobacco Company was the only one, and only a handful of national tobacco companies were able to survive with difficulty.

Among them, Shanghai Ann's Tobacco Co., Ltd. has won the support and support of all walks of life in China under the call of "Chinese people smoke Chinese cigarettes", ushering in a period of prosperity that lasted for 20 years.

"Hey, have you all heard about it? Today, the young master of the An family has returned from studying abroad. At this time, he should be at the pier!"

"Master Jing brought more than a dozen bodyguards to pick him up in person. Does anyone in Shanghai know about the scene?"

"An Shao is back. Is this An's Tobacco Company about to change ownership? After all, An Shao is the real blood of the An family, so it should be natural for him to take over? Although Master Jing has means and outstanding abilities, she is a The woman is still an adopted daughter. In the past few years when she has been in power, the An family and the workers in the factory are flattering and obedient on the surface, but they are still somewhat dissatisfied in their hearts."

"Hush, keep your voice down! Master Jing is rich and powerful, and there are many people in the teahouse. If you spread nonsense, be careful not to be caught and cut out your tongue."

"Cutting out your tongue! I don't believe that if Shanghai becomes a concession, there will be no law for the king!"

"The gun is the law of the king."

……

Shanghai Wharf.

An Jing with a back-cut hair, wearing a black and white checkered long windbreaker, white trousers, and black leather shoes, saw his younger brother, An Xi, from the turbulent crowd at a glance.

An Jing waved.

"Sister!" An Xi, who was wearing a gray suit, shouted excitedly.

"I've grown taller again. Is it enough to go wild for three years? When you come back, you are not allowed to leave." An Jing embraced her younger brother, and she really loved this younger brother.

"I came back to serve the motherland, and I won't leave!" An Xi pulled away and handed the luggage to the bodyguard.

He looked carefully at the person in front of him, and suddenly asked with a small smile: "Sister, you are so handsome now, which young master boss dares to marry you?"

An Jing raised his hand and punched An Xi on the shoulder: "Okay, you An Xi, you are not big or small, you are also fat, and after going out to study foreign culture for several years, you dare to make fun of my sister."

"I'm telling the truth, look at your outfit, I bet you are the most fashionable in Shanghai..."

"boarding."

When the two got into the car, Anxi continued joking: "Sister, let me be serious. In such a big Shanghai, there is no man you can look up to? The lifelong event of being a sister has not yet been settled, so where does my brother have to wait in line?" hour?"

"Yo!" An Jing took off his leather gloves and looked at An Xi meaningfully, "Young Master An, don't tell me that you asked a foreign girl to be your wife outside, our family doesn't allow it."

"No! Sis, I'm not in the mood to fall in love yet!" An Xi quickly waved his hand to clarify.

"It's okay to fall in love, but you are not allowed to marry a foreign girl."

……

Three private cars drove in the bustling streets of Shanghai in style.

An Xi looked out: "There is a lot of traffic and feasting, but it is not the prosperity and prosperity that belongs to our people."

An Jing heard a bit of resentment from these words, and said soothingly: "There is no trouble inside and outside the concession, and Ang's Tobacco Company has not been suppressed and squeezed out by foreign countries. It is already lucky."

"Lucky?!" An Xi disdainfully said, "Sister, tell me the truth, An Shi..." Is it true that you are alone?

"Boom!" The car slammed to the brakes.

An Jing grabbed the backrest in front of her to stabilize her figure, and asked the driver displeasedly, "What's going on?"

The driver turned around and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Master Jing, a girl was suddenly pushed out by the crowd just now, and I stepped on the sudden brake. Are you and Young Master An not hurt?"

"Girl?" An Jing frowned, "Why don't you go down and see if you bump into someone? Do you want me to teach you how to do things?"

"Yes, yes, I'm going to see it now, I'm going to see it now." The driver hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car.

Thoughtful, An Xi also opened the door and went down. Indeed, a woman with medium-length curly hair fell down in front of the car.

She was wearing a black cheongsam with small floral patterns, and a small moon-white mink velvet cape. Her left hand scratched the skin on the ground, and a lot of blood oozed out.

The driver anxiously asked for confirmation: "Girl, are you okay? In the public, with so many eyes watching, I didn't hit you with a car, you fell down yourself, right?"

"Miss, miss!" A little girl with croissant braids pushed aside the crowd of onlookers, and squatted beside the girl crying, helpless.

"My God, miss, you are bleeding! If the master knows, I will die! Miss, are you okay, where else are you hurt? Tell Xuer quickly. You move your arms first, then your legs... ..."

The girl said softly: "Xu'er, I, I don't know if my foot is sprained..."

Anxi was like a spectator, and had no intention of speaking or extending a helping hand at all.The news of him returning to Shanghai today has already spread.

He thought that the way home would not be peaceful, and sure enough.

"Little girl, crying won't solve the problem. If you continue to cry like this, your lady's bleeding will not be as little as one drop or two." An Jing looked down at the girl from a high position, "Is your foot really sprained?"

The girl stared at An Jing with fascination.

Realizing his gaffe, he hurriedly lowered his head, held the injured left ankle with his right hand and pinched it, frowning in pain.

An Jing glanced at the indifferent An Xi, thinking that there is no way to be so exhausted, so he threw the leather gloves to him: "Go to the car behind, you go back first."

After finishing speaking, he bent down and hugged the girl horizontally: "Do you know who I am?"

The girl panicked, hooked her hands on An Jing's shoulder reflexively, and replied in a low voice: "I know it. The owner of An's Tobacco Company, Mr. Jing."

"It's good to know. Since you fell in front of my car, no matter whether the car hit you or not, I have the responsibility to send you to the hospital to check your injuries. Everyone calls me "Master Mirror", but I am also a woman, and I will not hurt you." Miss Qingyu."

After emphasizing her identity as a woman, An Jing said to the teenage girl: "Go back and report to your master that you are safe, just say that your young lady will be sent back safely by Master Jing later."

……

In the central hospital, the doctor on duty is making diagnosis and treatment.

"The girl is only slightly sprained. I will treat it with cold compresses today. After 24 hours, I will apply some plaster for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. Combined with hot compresses and moxibustion, she will be cured in a few days."

An Jing nodded: "It's fine, let's prescribe medicine. By the way, there are also scratches on her hands, and they will be dealt with together."

The nurse came over with the medicine, and the movement of applying the medicine was very skillful, but not gentle at all.

Seeing the little girl gritted her teeth and endured the pain, An Jing couldn't bear it: "Give me the medicine, I'll wipe it off."

She took the cotton swab and liquid medicine from the nurse, squatted in front of the girl, and carefully applied the medicine for her: "The palm is fine, there will be no scars."

"It's okay to have scars, I'm not that expensive."

"Nonsense. Miss, there is no one who doesn't pay attention to body, hair and skin."

It was obvious that she was "violent" by a stranger, but there was a long-lost warmth in her heart.

……

An Jing hugged her again and got into the car: "Girl, don't say a word, let me take you into the car, won't you be afraid that I will plot against you?"

She calmly replied, "You are a woman."

"Who says women won't plot against women?"

"Master, you said it yourself."

I said it myself? !An Jing remembered what he said just now in front of everyone.Well, she did say it herself.

"The girl is calm, well-dressed, and dignified. She must be the boudoir lady of a rich family. Tell me, who is your surname, where you live, and I will return to Zhao completely, and have an explanation with your father Lingtang."

"The Concession Yu family, Yu Yinxia."

"You are the owner of Zhengqing Department Store, the daughter of Yu Zhengqing?"

The first self-built department store in Shanghai, facing south and north, with five floors, equipped with luxurious shopping malls, luxurious restaurants, luxurious hotels, luxurious ballrooms, and first-class facilities and equipment.

"Master Jing and my father's dealings in the mall, whether they cooperate or compete, have nothing to do with me. You know that Yu Yinxia is Yu Zhengqing's daughter, and you must also know that I am just a concubine. The daughter of the first wife is not yet qualified Take care of the family business, let alone me, the daughter of a concubine."

She is a stain in Yu Zhengqing's life, even her name has "flaws".

An Jing just wanted to confirm her identity. Unexpectedly, this seemingly glamorous girl not only honestly reported her family background, but also belittled herself.

Following her words, she asked, "Miss Yu, are you interested in doing business?"

Yu Yinxia didn't expect why she was so talkative all of a sudden, and said angrily, "I'm not interested."

The car was driving on a dark street, and suddenly braked suddenly again.

An Jing held the backrest with her left hand, and wrapped her right hand around Yu Yinxia's chest to protect her from falling forward.

As for Yu Yinxia, ​​her hands instinctively grasped the arm lying in front of her. After being frightened, her heart was beating wildly, and she didn't notice that the other's arm was tightly pressed against her chest.

"Old Zhao!" An Jing shouted.

The driver was terrified: "Jing, Master Jing, there was a dog just now, no no, it's a cat, yes, it's two cats, they suddenly jumped over, I, I..."

Hearing Lao Zhao say it was a cat, Yu Yinxia took several deep breaths and looked up at An Jing: "It's normal for wild cats to pair up and look for food at night. , is also pitiful."

An Jing ordered, "Drive."

The car restarted, and An Jing realized what the softness touched by his arm was.

She pulled her hand in a panic, but Yu Yinxia grabbed too hard, and even the person fell into An Jing's arms like a habit.

This time her heart was pounding wildly, but Yu Yinxia wasn't the only one.

rose scent.

An Jing smelled the rich fragrance from Yu Yinxia's body, which was as clear and alluring as ice and snow roses.

"Sorry, I surprised Ms. Yu." She patted Yu Yinxia on the back, trying to use official polite words to regain her lost mind.

"I'm a little tired, can you just let me lean on for a while?" For some reason, with her ear pressed against An Jing's shoulder, she could clearly hear her heartbeat.

What's worse, the voice sounds reassuring.

An Jing glanced at his watch: "Ten o'clock, at this time, all you ladies should go to bed. Okay, I'll call you when it's time."

For the first time, An Jing did not refuse her request.There were also women who approached her before, but they all failed repeatedly.

The author has something to say: Boss Ann is a strong woman with a very aggressive image.

But when it comes to love, she will act coquettishly and be cute, with a soft heart~

Not the kind of steel "pure man"!