Chapter 22: The Director of Money
Tell Jiuer to do business by herself, Jiang Hao was away from Shibalipo.
Walking all the way to Gaomi County, I found that the city gate guards had become two more again when I entered the city. It seemed that the tension caused by his gun robbery had been lifted, and the guards who entered and left the city ignored them.
Almost noon.
Jiang Hao walked into a restaurant, and a friend rushed over to entertain him: "You are having a meal, how many."
"Just myself."
"Then you sit here," the guy asked Jiang Hao to sit down at a table in the hall, and wiped the table hard with the rag on his shoulder, "Look at what you use."
"A meat, vegetable and wine, look at the arrangement." As he said that, he threw out a silver dollar, and the silver dollar rolled around on the table. The guy patted him and his smile became stronger. "Okay, let's arrange it for you right away."
The guy is gone.
Jiang Hao looked at the surrounding environment and thought about it, okay, just a few days ago, my pockets were empty and it was difficult to eat. Now that I have money, I can go to the restaurant with ease. I have to say, money is really important.
When the wine and food were served, Jiang Hao started to eat slowly. Slowly, guests entered the restaurant. The hall gradually became lively. The table closest to Jiang Hao was the two of them ate and chatted.
"Two years ago, the Japanese drove Zhang Lanzi away and occupied the entire Northeast. Now it is the Japanese world and business is not easy to do."
"Look south?"
"The south is also in chaos. The warlords and bosses are in charge of the whole place. They are exploiting them very well. Oh, I won't say anything else. If I drink, I really can't think of other ways."
The two raised their glasses and clinked, and drank the wine in the glass in one sip.
Japan occupied the three eastern provinces and domestic warlord separatist forces. What a distant word. For him, or for Jiang Hao's generation, these are just records in history. Living in a stable society, we cannot understand the struggles and sufferings of the people in this era.
He remembered that at the end of the movie, the Japanese fought to Gaomi. Yu Zhan'ao and Jiuer and a group of friends fought with the Japanese, but they were all killed by the Japanese, leaving only their four or five-year-old sons.
But I think it should be four or five years before now, and it is time for the Japanese army to invade China in full.
Could it be that if Jiuer still needs to go through all that?
After dinner, Jiang Hao started walking on the street and was very familiar with Gaomi County. He walked to a ready-to-wear shop, bought a piece of clothing and a hat, and looked more energetic.
In two days, Jiang Hao found out the information he needed.
At the base of the city wall in the east, there is a house with three entry, which is Qian Donglai's house. However, this is not Qian Donglai's house, but his house with mistresses. His home is in the countryside, and his wife and children live in the countryside.
Qian Donglai is greedy and lustful. He asked someone to find those beautiful young men or some family to sell their daughters and daughters. He would buy them and keep them in this house for a year or two. When the new thing passed, he would sell these women and replace them with new ones.
Jiang Hao stood at the intersection of the street and looked at the gorgeous courtyard gate. Here, he left many women's blood and tears. He slept for a year or two before selling them. Such ruthless, unruly and inhumane things can be done with Qian Donglai.
Jiang Hao also found out an important information. At night, only a mute old man was left in the house to guard the door, and the rest of the servants went home.
Generally, large households will raise many servants, but the Qian family is completely different. This situation is a bit strange, but it is more convenient for Jiang Hao to act.
As night fell, Jiang Hao came to the backyard wall, and a running assist was pedaled. He pushed his hand towards the wall and then turned his body up.
Squatting on the wall and looking down, Jiang Hao found that the whole yard was pitch black, and there was only one place in the backyard. He went down to the ground lightly and took out his gun. He touched the backyard soon after. As soon as he passed the backyard, he heard a depressing cry of pain coming from inside.
Jiang Hao was very surprised. How could a woman scream in the Qian family?
Following the wall to the room with lights, the high-gate owners of the Republic of China had already used electric lights. Jiang Hao looked up and saw a surprising scene through the glass window.
There was a table full of food and food in the middle of the room. A young woman was tied up and hung on the wall with her hands tied up. Qian Donglai was holding a horse whip and was whipping the woman hard, looking ferocious and excited. The woman couldn't help twisting her body and screaming in pain, but a wooden ball was stuffed into her mouth and tied it back to her head with a rope. Even if she screamed, it was just a depressing cry.
"Ba~ba~ba!"
After whipping a few more whips, Qian Donglai became more and more excited and breathed rapidly. He threw the whip up, hugged the woman and bit it down.
"ah!!!"
The woman leaned back her neck and let out a scream. Her legs were shaking and kicking, but she was tied up and couldn't break free.
Qian Donglai raised his head, his face with an excited expression, and then looked at the woman's body, and blood was covered in bites.
Qian Donglai, however, walked to the dining table, picked up a glass of wine and drank it in one sip, "Hahahaha, it's so satisfying and comfortable."
Jiang Hao's eyes twitched when he saw outside. Qian Donglai was a pervert and had a tormenting hobby. No wonder the Qian family's courtyard did not allow people to live there.
The woman stopped struggling for a while, but tears were already flowing. Qian Donglai ate two bites of food and stood up again to pick up the whip on the ground. When the woman saw this, her eyes were full of fear.
"What I like the most is the fear in your eyes." Qian Donglai walked forward with a grin and raised his whip high again.
"Ba~ba~ba!"
"Woo~Woo~Woo!"
The whipping and screaming of pain were the only sound in this room, the Qian family compound.
“Inhumanity.”
Jiang Hao raised his hand and opened the curtain and walked in. Qian Donglai was excited to beat him. Suddenly he realized that the woman's eyes were wrong. He turned his head and saw a masked man entering the house. He knew something was wrong in his heart, so he threw down his horse whip and rushed towards the dining table.
His gun was placed on the table.
"Bang!"
Jiang Hao kicked him out with one kick. Qian Donglai was in his forties and had already been hollowed out by the wine. Jiang Hao kicked him so hard that Qian Donglai fell to the wall, just under the woman's feet.
He put away the gun on the table and pointed the gun at Qian Donglai.
Qian Donglai dared not move a little while being pointed at by the black gun. He had seen the world, so he immediately changed his face and said carefully: "This hero, Qian Donglai is kind to others on weekdays. I think he is to make money. No problem. I value the hero in the world the most. He will take the initiative to help him whenever he has difficulties. As long as you speak, I will definitely serve him with both hands."
Jiang Hao looked at Qian Donglai's cowardly appearance contemptuously, and then looked at the woman who was hung on the wall and still bleeding on her body, thinking that such a scumbag could not be kept.
Qian Donglai obviously had a wrong idea. When he saw the masked robber looking at the woman, his eyes turned and immediately said, "Hero, this woman is also given to you. I just got it for three months. It's very fresh. I'll sell my body contract to you. You will be born in your future life and death."
Chapter completed!