Chapter 205: Aftermath
These things had no impact on Zhang Dongliang. His only regret was that he had made a wasted trip and accomplished nothing except watching the fun.
It doesn't matter if it doesn't work, there's no loss anyway. It's impossible to gain a lot from every action. Zhang Dongliang is very open-minded.
"Mr. Zhang, there's a telegram for you."
"show me."
Zi Qiang, the waiter, handed the telegram to Zhang Dongliang, quietly closed the door and left. The boss is in a bad mood today, so you'd better stay here for a while.
Julia returned to the United States with the first batch of goods provided by Zhang Dongliang, and has not returned yet.
This telegram was sent by Julia from the United States.
Julia told Zhang Dongliang in a telegram that things were going very smoothly and the sales of the stockings were unexpectedly good.
The lowest-quality stockings on the black market have already risen to $300 a pair, and yet they are still not available.
In a few days, after she has arranged the goods that Zhang Dongliang needs, she will return by plane and explain the situation in detail to Zhang Dongliang.
The good news reported by Julia did not surprise Zhang Dongliang too much. He had expected this a long time ago.
But Julia will be back in a few days, which makes Zhang Dongliang happy.
No matter what, it's very pleasing to the eyes to look at this big foreign horse Julia often.
Maybe we will develop feelings for each other after a long time～～Hehe.
In Jingwumen.
When Liu Ming brought his injured fellow disciples back to the Jingwu Sect, the sect master Zhao Jingyuan was so angry that he was shaking all over.
"Liu Ming, Liu Ming, look at what you have done?"
Zhao Jingyuan's finger almost pointed at Liu Ming's forehead, but Liu Ming hung his head and dared not look up.
"Tell me yourself. Chen Hanlin asked you to help intercept any criminals who had escaped. What did you do?"
"Master, am I not afraid that Feng Jingyao's people will get the guns and that will be harmful to us?" Liu Ming couldn't help but defend himself.
"Are Feng Jingyao's men short of guns now? Are they treating us well now?"
"Isn't it that I'm afraid that they will join forces with the Nihong people?" Liu Ming still defended himself stubbornly.
"You still dare to be stubborn." Zhao Jingyuan said angrily.
"The Nihong people and Feng Jingyao have been colluding with each other for a long time. They will attack us sooner or later. Do you still need to say that you are afraid of their joining forces?"
"Master, many of our fellow disciples were injured this time, mainly because of Xu Wenqiang's gang."
"What's going on? Who is Xu Wenqiang?" Zhao Jingyuan asked.
"Xu Wenqiang is Feng Jingyao's number one thug. He is deeply trusted by Feng Jingyao. He was the one who handled all the transactions with the Nihong people."
"Xu Wenqiang? Humph, you'd better not fall into the hands of Jingwu Sect." Zhao Jingyuan frowned and decided to find out about Xu Wenqiang's whereabouts another day.
“When they were in the warehouse preparing for the transaction, there were relatively few people.
I wanted to catch them by surprise, or at least prevent them from getting their hands on the weapons."
"Then why don't you wait for Chen Hanlin to lead the police to rush over? That's what the police are supposed to do."
"The situation was urgent at the time, so I forgot." Liu Ming hung his head.
"You are not good enough to accomplish anything, but you are more likely to cause trouble." Zhao Jingyuan scolded. "So many of my fellow disciples have been injured."
"Master, don't blame Brother Liu Ming. The situation was urgent at the time. If you want to blame someone, blame Xu Wenqiang and his gang of thugs." A fellow apprentice stood up to speak in good words for Liu Ming, hoping that the master would calm down.
"Yes, Master. We were able to deal with those few people quickly. If Xu Wenqiang didn't have so many thugs, we would have done it long ago."
"Stop talking, and quickly carry your brothers down to treat their injuries." Zhao Jingyuan waved his hands irritably.
It's really worrying to have a bunch of apprentices who do things without thinking.
The office of Director Fang of the Police Station.
"Mr. Feng, you have gone too far this time." Director Fang looked at Feng Jingyao who came to visit with a very unpleasant expression.
"Hey, Director Fang, we are old friends~~"
"The French people above are very unhappy this time, which makes it very difficult for me to do my job." Director Fang interrupted Feng Jingyao.
"I'd like to trouble Director Fang to work hard on this matter."
Feng Jingyao quietly put a check in an envelope and placed it on Director Fang's desk.
Feng Jingyao's heart was bleeding, because that was a huge sum of money.
"Fortunately, this matter was handled in a timely manner and was barely suppressed. Mr. Feng should know that this also involves the International Settlement, and the matter is very troublesome."
Director Fang calmly put the envelope into the drawer, his stern expression softened a bit, and he spoke to Feng Jingyao.
"That's right, that's right. Director Fang has made an indelible contribution to maintaining peace and tranquility in Shanghai."
"No, no, Mr. Feng, you are too kind, hahahaha~"
"Director Fang, you're too polite. Hahahaha~"
Both old foxes smiled knowingly, but Feng Jingyao's smile was rather bitter, after all, he had lost a huge sum of money.
Back at Feng Mansion, Feng Jingyao sat on the sofa in a depressed mood and habitually called out: "A Xiang~~"
After a long while, no one responded. Feng Jingyao called out impatiently, "A Xiang~~"
"Mr. Feng, Uncle Xiang is injured and is recuperating in the back. Is there anything I can help you with?" A thug ran in from outside and asked Feng Jingyao with his head bowed.
"Oh~~", Feng Jingyao sighed, feeling tired.
He now has no one available to him.
Normally, Ah Xiang would follow him around, making him very convenient to use. But now that Ah Xiang was injured, he was left without anyone by his side.
"Is Xu Wenqiang here? Ask him to come to my office."
"Mr. Feng, Mr. Xu Wenqiang didn't come to work."
"What's going on? Why didn't he come to work?"
"He said his face was badly swollen and he wouldn't be able to come in two days."
Knives, guns, fists and feet have no eyes. It is normal to get hit on the body and face a few times in a life-and-death fight. Xu Wenqiang is not Superman, and his face was swollen anyway.
"Okay, I get it, you can go down." Feng Jingyao waved his hands irritably, letting the thug leave.
"No, there are too few people under my command. I have to find Director Fang again in a few days and try to get Ding Libao out.
We've spent so much on him, we have to let him do some work."
Feng Jingyao lit a cigar, tapped his fingers on the table, and made plans for Ding Li in his mind.
"Aren't you afraid that he is the God of Plague? I am afraid, but there is nothing I can do. I really have no one else under my command. Even if the God of Plague really comes, you still have to work for me."
Feng Jingyao also became furious.
"Mr. Feng, Mrs. Yamaguchi is here to visit." The subordinate came to report.
"Please ask her to come in. Oh~~No~~I will go to the door to greet her myself."
When Feng Jingyao heard that Yamaguchi Xiangzi came to visit, he felt bitter. The person he least wanted to see at this time was Yamaguchi Xiangzi.
But there is no way, we have to face the problem. If we don't solve it, the problem will always be there, it will not disappear by itself, it will only become more and more troublesome.
Come on, if there are too many lice, you don’t have to be afraid of being bitten. At this moment, Feng Jingyao actually revealed a hint of his true nature as a hero.