The wind is not small today. Various flags on Naba Wharf fluttered in the wind. The salty, humid and warm sea breeze hit people slightly uncomfortable but it is still tolerant.

Such weather doesn't matter to the dock workers who work hard. The wind is a little cooler and sweats, but it's a bit uncomfortable for those big guys who are arrogant and expensive.

Sihai Niu Shopkeeper, wearing top-notch lake silk, stood on the edge of Pier No. 1 with his big belly, looking towards the sea with his feet. The sea breeze made his hat tilted, and he had to hold it straight with his hands from time to time.

Behind Manager Niu was a twelve servants serving him, half of whom were stunning beauties, with an average age of only sixteen. He was carrying a chair of the Grand Master, holding a fox leather cushion, a silver spittoon, and a lacquerware food box carved with red lacquer... A group of people surrounded Manager Niu and asked the master to sit down and rest.

But today, the shopkeeper Niu refused to do anything wrong, and was impatient to slam these people all over the place, and he was about to stand here and blow the sea breeze.

The one who was walking alongside Niu Shanggui, Ryukyu's largest grain merchant, was the boss of Ryukyu, but Lao Mi was much more low-key than Niu Shanggui. Behind him, two young men stood with their hands and their eyes drooping, looking at the fish swimming in the sea. It seemed particularly ruled if they didn't dare to say more.

"I said fat bull? Why have you become fatter in the past few years? When you were in Tanggu, you were at most a pig, but when you arrived in Ryukyu, you turned into a beef cow..." Boss Mi teased and said, "Let's serve you less. Look at how fat you look. If you don't exercise, you should be carried out with the door panel!"

The Niu Shopkeeper of Sihai Businessman glared at the eyes, "What's wrong with being fat? This is a blessing! Who is like you? A rice worm can't just eat but not gain meat. Such people are heartless..."

The two of them knew each other at first sight, and they scolded me and said something to you. The people next to them were smiling and watching, and from time to time they even interrupted and teased.

Time passed minute by minute, and there was no trace of joke after a while. Boss Mi took out his pocket watch and saw that it was already past ten o'clock in the morning. "Why isn't it yet? The telegram said it should be at nine o'clock! Why is it so late..."

"Wait a minute, there are many unexpected ships on the sea. God knows what happened..."

"Shut up, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah... You crow's mouth is so unlucky!"

"The old shopkeeper has a great fortune and great fortune. I have walked this sea route dozens of times and haven't even encountered a typhoon. What can happen?"

"That's right, everyone's wealth and life are all on the old shopkeeper. Can't you say a few nice words?"

The businessman who said he was scolded by everyone, blushed and dared not reply, but just bowed and apologized with timidity.

At this moment, the No. 1 Pier at Naha Wharf has been completely martially. Many ships on the sea are waiting for the pier to be parked, but the No. 1 Pier has been empty for three days now, just waiting for the most honorable guest.

The police patrolling in the distance and the soldiers around him whispered, "Good, today's big scene! All the big gods of wealth in Naba's platoon have gathered here. If someone throws a grenade over, all the Chinese industries will have to be closed!"

"Shut up! Just tell me this. Be careful to let the CIA listen and catch you for tea..."

The policeman on patrol quickly lit a cigarette and smiled and stopped talking. However, although he was talking about a joke, he was still just like that.

Now the gods of wealth within the Chinese clan are concentrated at the dock, staring at the sea breeze for more than two hours regardless of their identity, and they have no hard work to sit down. The people waiting for are not Xiao Letian and the army that returned victoriously. If that is true, it would be a general mobilization for the whole nation to welcome them.

What they welcomed was the Chinese business leader and the shopkeeper Fan Jian!

There is only one person who can respectfully call the old shopkeeper in the Chinese nation, that is, the prime minister's father-in-law Fan Jian, who supports his son-in-law's career. He is the founder of the Chinese business empire.

The three pillar enterprises in the Chinese financial system, one is Lotte Foreign Company, the other is Lotte Bank, and the third is the Chinese central bank. They are all created by the old man. The subordinates he brought out are all over the entire Chinese business district, and almost 70% of the businessmen must be respected by him as a junior.

The old shopkeeper had left Ryukyu since the New Year. It was not that he was willing to choose to leave at the most difficult time, but that his elder brother Fan Ru was no longer able to do so. He returned to his hometown to accompany his elder brother in the last part of his life, agreed to his elder brother's unreasonable request, and then sent him a loss, and he also went to the capital to go and sell official positions to his elder brother's incompetent sons.

The miscellaneous things made the old shopkeeper delay the most critical stage of the entire Far East War. Now, after dealing with domestic affairs, the old shopkeeper could no longer stay. When he learned that the Volunteer Army had won a great victory, he turned down all social engagements and left the capital and boarded the boat from Tanggu and headed straight for Ryukyu.

The war is over, and soldiers can have a short rest, but the busiest moment for these merchants is coming. How to divide the spoils after the war is more difficult than fighting.

The so-called breeding and industry auction license is actually the only thing that predecessors have sprinkled the eyes of future generations and pretended to behave. Before the auction, all qualified businessmen must gather together to coordinate and communicate secretly. The division has begun.

Time passed minute by minute, but the old shopkeeper's passenger ship still did not come. People were sweating on their foreheads. They drank two big cans of herbal tea that Niu and Boss Mi had only lost their heat. They ran five or six times in the toilet. It seems that wealthy people have a lot of kidney deficiency.

"Here is here! The old shopkeeper's passenger ship Fan Li! I saw the flag of Fan Li..." The best guys selected by the lighthouse in the distance suddenly shouted collectively. Then someone shook the signal flag at the lighthouse. The No. 1 pier suddenly became busy. These heavy merchants with millions of dollars were honest like elementary school students, standing in the left and right rows waiting for Fan Yan to arrive.

Western merchant ships and foreign merchants on the docks were also tainted by the atmosphere and stood up involuntarily. Not far away, many managers were directing their friends to hang 100,000 firecrackers, and the gong and drum teams and lion dance teams were also ready.

Ten minutes later, I saw a flying scissor ship on the sea. The white sail was rushing towards the wind. Not only that, two Chinese warships followed the ship, and three large ships pierced the waves and became increasingly wider in people's sight.

"The old shopkeeper is about to get off the ship, and they are all ready... martial law and martial law to maintain order!"

At twelve o'clock noon, the brand new Fan Li slowly stopped on the pier. When the old shopkeeper was exposed on the pedal, more than a hundred firecrackers were lit on the dock. The roar of firecrackers and the smoke of gunpowder came to the ground.

The drums and drums started to beat, and the lion dance team used all their skills to fight the lion to greet them.

"Welcome to the old shopkeeper..." The merchants on the dock shouted in unison and bowed to salute. Even the fat man Niu, who was more than 200 pounds, gritted his teeth and bent his waist to ninety degrees. He was so tired that he sweated.

"Hmph!" People never expected that the old shopkeeper would snort coldly without a trace of politeness, "All are full? After the war, everything is in trouble. How many things are waiting for you to do. If you don't work all morning, I'll waste time here!"

"Do everything you do, let me worry less and be better than anything else!"
Chapter completed!