Chapter 823 Saito is still dead
Chapter 823 Saito is still dead
At noon, Lin Ze invited everyone to have lunch. They had talked about everything they needed to talk about, so the atmosphere was relaxed and lively. This was especially true for Wang Zhulin, who was an experienced man who had seen and heard countless strange things. He could tell all kinds of jokes at will, which made everyone laugh from time to time.
The big shots who usually appear to be unattainable and behave seriously in public will also drink heavily in certain occasions. They will get drunk when they drink too much and vomit when they are drunk. They will also laugh out loud by slamming the table when they hear funny jokes and have lustful eyes when talking about women.
The saying that life is like a play is concretized in such occasions.
At the end of the drink, Lin Ze suddenly remembered and asked Wang Zhulin casually, "You cooperate with merchants from England and America. Is it mainly for trade or something else?"
Wang Zhulin, who had been somewhat unrestrained just now, suddenly became like someone who had not drunk any alcohol. He carefully answered, "Master Lin, we mostly trade with English merchants, such as raw silk, cotton cloth, pig bristles, furs, kerosene, tobacco, etc. With Americans, we mostly import their industrial products. Goods such as bicycles are very popular."
Lin Ze thought for a moment and instructed, "You can form more joint ventures with the Americans and let them invest in roads, bridges, real estate, tramways, and water plants. You can give them more favorable treatment and more equity. If you need land or other things that need approval, please report to me and I will approve it for you when the time comes."
Wang Zhulin was a little confused for a moment.
The industries that Uncle Lin mentioned all have one characteristic, that is, the one-time investment is large, but the returns are stable and continuous after production, and they are all businesses that are sure to make money.
It is understandable to bring Americans along to work together, but why should they be treated so well?
However, since Master Lin made the arrangement, he must have his reasons. Wang Zhulin did not ask any further questions, but just nodded in agreement.
The purpose of Lin Ze doing this is nothing more than to attract more American capital and let them build more infrastructure in Tianjin. Once the war breaks out at the end of the year, they will not be able to take these investments away, and Master Lin can only take them reluctantly.
The meal was a great pleasure for both the host and the guests, and everyone went back home staggeringly, either really drunk or pretending to be drunk.
After staying in Tianjin for another day, on the fourth day of the New Year, Lin Ze finally returned to Peiping with a special train arranged by Niu Saner.
It snowed again in Peking, but the scenery after the snow was different from what many people imagined. After the New Year, everyone went out to work or do business. The snow turned pitch black when stepped on. It was okay in places with stone slabs, but after the snow melted on the dirt roads, it became muddy everywhere, leaving almost no place to step.
The camel caravan carrying coal from Xishan was waiting outside the city gate for inspection before entering the city. Every breath of the dirty camels brought up a white mist. Some children squatted nearby to watch them, and some naughty ones threw stones at the camels.
But the camel seemed not to feel it.
Or maybe they were too tired to care about this little pain.
These camels would continue to pull coal and goods. When the old ones could no longer pull, they would be sold to soup pots. Their meat would be braised and sold to the poor, while their furs would be made into boots or other items by leatherworkers and continue to be used by people.
The people of Peking City had no time to think about the fate of the camels. After the New Year, they were full of energy, and the street vendors carrying loads and shouting seemed to have more energy!
They are lucky. In this huge city of Peking, they can always find something to eat even if they struggle. What if they were in the countryside?
Whenever there is a famine in the countryside, the only option is to flee.
For most people, fleeing from famine is nothing more than a step towards death.
Lin Ze's car drove towards Prince Chun's Mansion first.
Although it was the Chinese New Year some time ago, the renovation work here has never stopped, and every place has been tidied up. I guess when Lin Ze comes next time, he will be able to move here.
I don’t know whether this place will be qualified to be transformed into a tourist attraction in the future and have a sign like Lin Ze’s Former Residence erected.
But looking at such a large area, Lin Ze felt that this was unlikely. In the future, this place would at best become the office of a certain agency, or it would be directly divided into dozens of courtyards and become a mixed compound for ordinary people to live in.
I was looking at the goldfish pond in Prince Chun's mansion. There was a layer of ice on the surface of the pond, but I could still vaguely see various kinds of goldfish underneath.
Niu Saner came over hurriedly, "Director Gao sent someone to deliver a letter. He couldn't find you in the mansion, so he came here. Saito is dead."
Lin Ze was stunned. Saito still couldn't be rescued?
"What does Lao Gao mean? Should I go to the hospital or go to the hall to find him?"
"Director Gao has already rushed to the hospital."
Since Lao Gao went to the hospital, Lin Ze thought he might as well go there too. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, he and Saito had a pretty good relationship, so he might as well go and put on a show.
When we arrived at the hospital, many officers were already there.
In fact, Saito’s death was even more shocking than that of the lieutenant colonel in the General Staff.
Because the social circle of the staff was limited, those officers usually only got together with their own people. They had neither business involvement nor many interpersonal relationships with the outside world.
But Saito is different. This guy is everywhere, from the black market to the buying and selling of official positions within their organization. He is considered a big shot.
Just now, several people who looked like shop owners came outside. They were obviously Chinese, but they looked very sad and one of them even shed tears.
Saito's grandson also has true friends!
Lao Gao was talking to the doctor. When he saw Lin Ze, he hurried over and whispered, "In fact, he has been dying for a long time. The doctor said that his internal organs have been affected. He vomits blood from time to time. It's not easy for him to hold on until today."
Lin Ze nodded and pulled Lao Gao aside. "With his death, the pressure on you to investigate the case has increased. So many officers have died, and Saito is very influential. It's unreasonable that you can't find a conclusion. What does Matsuzaki think?"
Lao Gao thought the same. He said to Lin Ze with a puzzled look on his face, "Speaking of Song Qi, he is so weird! Apart from occasionally asking about the progress, he never urged me. I was really scared. Shengmin, don't you think this is a trap set for me? He is not happy with me and wants to take me down, so he asked me to check it out?"
Lin Ze shook his head.
If Matsuzaki wanted to take down Gao Shengping, there would be no need to go through so much trouble. As long as Lin Ze agreed to this, there would be no more obstacles.
After a while, Matsuzaki also arrived at the hospital.
When he saw Lin Ze, he nodded happily, "Mr. Lin, you came to Peking? I thought you would arrive yesterday. I was planning to go to the restaurant with you for a drink last night, but you didn't come."
"Something happened in Tianjin, but even if I came today, we wouldn't be able to drink."
As he spoke, Lin Ze looked towards the ward.
Looking at Matsuzaki's expression, he seemed to want to laugh, but he held it back and patted Lin Ze on the shoulder, "Don't delay, see you tonight."
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