Chapter 173 Japanese female fans

Zhao Jiacheng also said: "This is only domestic news, and there is also good news from abroad. It is the United States' East Arms Company. In addition to Australia organizing the army to participate in the war, New Zealand also prevents the army from participating in the war. Because the British local gun and ammunition manufacturing capabilities do not even meet the needs of the country, the two countries ordered standard rifles and rifle bullets from East Arms Company respectively, and the British Army ordered 10 million millimeter Enfield rifle bullets from East."

Wang Maoru jumped up angrily and shouted, "Don't sell, don't sell!" He said furiously: "Those bastards of British guys are bastards and bitches! I cheated me for a while, but now I beg me? Ah? How can such a good thing be! The most valuable thing in the East Arsenal is the bullet production line. His mother lied to me and said that I had only changed the millimeter bullet line. Later, the British didn't buy guns and bullets from me! It caused me to almost waste 500,000 US dollars. These bastards! Now I beg me to come, don't sell, don't sell!"

Zhao Jiacheng shook his head and comforted him with great thoughts: "Master, you don't have to be so angry with the British Army. Think about it, if we don't do this business, the other five major arms companies will do it. It's just that they make a lot of money for the British Army to produce guns and bullets, but it's not without profit. This is just the difference between a big meal and a broth, but if East really doesn't even drink broth, the five major arms companies can produce bullets themselves. By that time, our East company's business has been gone and offended the British, the five major arms companies, and even offended the US side."

Wang Maoru was angry for a while but smiled, and said, "I know everything you said. I just feel angry, but when I get angry, I feel uncomfortable if I don't scold you. Why don't you do it? It's also profitable to produce bullets. Tell Fang Hongxin that the business needs to be done and it must be done well."

After receiving the order from Wang Maoru, Fang Hongxin adjusted the direction of East Arms Company. Previously, gun production accounted for 70% of the factory's production quota and 30% of the ammunition and others. However, after receiving the order, he quickly adjusted the production quota. He used 80% of the production force to produce British 77-caliber Enfield bullets and 20% of the production. The five major arms companies could not specifically build a bullet production line for the British **********. Now, in the United States, East Arms Company is actually the only arsenal with the largest millimeter Li Enfield bullet production line. It was thirty years since the east and thirty years in Hexi. The British Army Department has never been disdainful and despised, but now it has been asking for it.

Because of the establishment of a supply plan for the UK and the British Federal Republic, Fang Hongxin also took the opportunity to propose to other arms companies to acquire their Lee Enfield bullet production line. Americans are practical and efficient in their business. Since Lee Enfield bullets make little profit and consume the energy efficiency of the factory, it is better for them to do it and take the opportunity to sell the bullet production line that may not be used in the future at a good price. Fang Hongxin expanded the bullet production line more than three times, solving the work problems of many white people in California. The California government has not even awarded the honor medal of honor to reward them for taxes in California and white people in California.

After receiving this good news, Wang Maoru was so excited that he couldn't sleep at home all day. At the same time, Tang Baoqi's letter was sent from Chaktu, Russia, to express his heart and longing. Wang Maoru was very happy after reading it, and narcissistically even told me if I was too handsome to others even want to forget it. After narcissism, Wang Maoru waved his pen and wrote a reply letter, with only one poem in the letter: "

To your favorite Princess Baoqi

The most tenderness of bowing your head,

Like a lotus of water, it is shy and unbearable to the cool breeze;

Take care, take care;

That sound of care

There is sweet sorrow—”

After writing, Wang Maoru felt familiar. This poem... Uncle, wasn't this poem specially learned in college to pick up girls? Who wrote it? Who did it? Wang Maoru walked around for a long time before he remembered that it was Xu Zhimo, a poet and poet of the Republic of China. Fortunately, Xu Zhimo was still in middle school in Hangzhou at this time and had not started writing poetry yet. He was not considered infringement. After writing it, he was quite proud, so he found Ren Yuanxing and asked him to see his masterpiece.

After reading it, Ren Yuanxing said, "Master, this is not rhyme. The poem emphasizes seven-character and eight-character sentences, with overlapping the level and tone, neat and parallelism. In the past, Lord Li Hongzhang and Li wrote a poem like this. Her husband held Wu hook with his hand, and his spirit was higher than a hundred-foot building. Who has written history for ten thousand years? He wants to be a marquis three thousand miles away. He must be successful and follow the horse, so he has the leisure to chase the wild gulls! He smiled and pointed at the road by the Lugou Bridge, and someone went to Yingzhou from then on."

Wang Maoru was in a state of depressed mood and was depressed. Ren Yuanxing was too ignorant and still had seven or four sentences. He was not writing ancient poems. Seeing that Wang Maoru was not in high spirits, Ren Yuanxing said, "Master General, Adjutant Liu has recovered now, but he has a trouble."

"What trouble?"

"The woman you betrothed to him will quarrel with him every day." Ren Yuanxing said with a smile after thinking about it.

Wang Maoru was very satisfied with Liu Zhe's other things. The boy practiced shooting with his left hand every day, picked up the military textbook and read it again, and translated Japanese military articles to explain it to himself on weekdays. He was really a motivated young man. But this matter was very disappointed. He treated women too seriously. He liked them, but he couldn't spoil them. Why did he change his personality after being injured and quarrel with women every day? Wang Maoru said, "What am I doing? If Liu Zhe doesn't like it, let Niu Delu send the woman back to the Rongjun Farm. There are so many wounded soldiers who have not married their wife."

Ren Yuanxing couldn't help but smile and said, "Do you think this is strange? After Liu Zhe became obsessed with this woman, the two of them quarreled every day, and they still hurt every day after the quarrel. Everyone in our headquarters knows this. This woman is not a good-looking lamp."

Wang Maoru said that Liu Zhe really had the potential to be masochistic, so he asked what happened to this woman. He didn't have time to ask in detail a few days ago.

Ren Yuanxing had already inquired and said, "The woman's name is Dong Li. She was originally from Meishan, Sichuan. Due to the war in Sichuan, she went to Beijing to live with her family. Speaking of which, she was a classmate with Miss Tang Liu and also a book she studied at the Women's School in the Capital. However, when she was in Beijing, she was persuaded by an old lady trafficker and took the initiative to come to the Northeast with this trafficker. She didn't know what she was bewitched. She still doesn't think she was cheated by a trafficker, and she has always called the trafficker godmother."

Wang Maoru laughed and said, "A woman with high education and low emotional intelligence since ancient times may not be a smart person, and a smart woman may not be talented either. Do you think Empress Dowager Cixi in the previous dynasty was talented? If she had a little talent, the Qing Dynasty would not let her fall apart, but she was smart. This girl must be talented if she could go to the capital women's school, but...haha." She ordered again: "This letter was sent to Miss Tang Liu."

"Yes." Ren Yuanxingdao.

Wang Maoru suddenly thought that Huairou's two wives had to comfort her. What kind of comfort she used? By the way, I should write poetry. Although Ren Yuanxing, a local bun, does not understand his modern poetry, it may not be that the two Zuo girls who have received primary education may not understand it. Now they have learned a lot of words from the female school official invited by Huairou County Magistrate Mu Tianjia, and they should be able to read it, so they copied it in a big way - this is called reference, right, it is reference, not plagiarism. I wrote two poems for the two of them, both of which were learned to pick up girls in college. Looking back now, it is convenient to think about it. After Ren Yuanxing left, Wang Maoru quietly recalled for a long time and finally wrote it at hand.

At this time, the guard Qiao Sanbang reported that a Japanese woman came to see the Grand Marshal, but he didn't know if the Grand Marshal met. Wang Maoru either was in the Bazaar camp or in the office building of the General Administration of Maliuzhou, or went to the army to see him. No one could tell where he was. This Japanese woman was a coincidence. It happened that he was in the headquarters office. Wang Maoru knew any Japanese woman and said to the guard: "Are you sure you are a woman? Or a Japanese woman?"

Qiao Sanbang laughed and said, "Master, don't you think I'm a fool, do you?"

"I think it looks quite like it, bring it here...well... search it." Wang Maoru said.

Qiao Sanbang's face was full of cramps and asked, "This, Dasang, how can I search?"

"Can't you still search?"

"Can you touch it randomly?" Qiao Sanbang asked with anticipation.

"Get out of your uncle, oh, by the way, it's a woman." Wang Maoru slapped his head, "I've been confused about my thoughts these two days, so I'll bring them here."

This woman is indeed a Japanese man, wearing a Japanese kimono with clogs on her feet. Tara Tara walked in. Passers-by watched. Unexpectedly, a woman had entered the headquarters or a Japanese woman. Wang Maoru raised his head, but saw the woman also looking at him. The woman's skin was as cream and her face was as white as jade. A trace of clearness and youth were revealed in her bright eyes. It was this clearness that made Wang Maoru look at her more, but fell into it. What kind of eyes are these, clear and clean, as if you can see it, and you are as ignorant as a baby. Just looking at you makes you unable to help protecting it. What a quiet and pure eyes, what a pity that makes you feel, I believe that every man can't help being fascinated by these eyes when he sees it.

"Who are you……"

"You are the general of Shangwu, Wang Maoru, Xiu Shengjun?" The woman bowed happily and screamed, "Xi Shengjun, you are Xiu Shengjun! You are more...more manly than in the photos! Sorry, in Japan, those of us who worship your works call you Xiu Shengjun."

Needless to say, this is another fan, and a female fan, and a Japanese female fan. Wang Maoru signaled to Qiao Sanbang out. Qiao Sanbang smiled knowingly at the Grandmaster and said that he understood. He immediately walked to the door and closed the door gently. Suddenly, several guards surrounded him. Qiao Sanbang shushed and said, "It's worthy of being the Grandmaster. Women chased him everywhere, and they are all so beautiful." Everyone nodded. This is really unmatched. To be continued...
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