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Chapter 822 There are always people willing to kneel on the ground

It was already past noon when Li Mingshen was awakened from his sleep.

I read with a lamp on for half the night last night and I don’t know when I fell asleep. All of a sudden I just felt numbness and soreness all over my body.

Just as he was about to pick up the pipe on the table to take a puff, he heard the servant whisper that there were guests visiting outside.

Li Mingshen frowned upon hearing this: "Didn't I tell you that I would stay in bed and not see you these days?"

"This time, Lord Lu from the Ministry of Internal Affairs came with Mr. Hashimoto, and they specifically asked to see the master."

Hashimoto?

Li Mingshen came to his senses instantly and glared at his servants: "What is he doing here? Where did he get the news?"

"Boss Hashimoto came here once before, but we stopped him from coming in..."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"You know, sir..."

Li Mingshen rubbed his temples and let out a long sigh.

Since he came back, he has been claiming to be sick and staying at home, refusing visitors. He only summoned his most outstanding students to study these alien manuscripts with him. Apart from that, he would not see anyone else who came to visit him.

In today's world, information is blocked, transportation is inconvenient, and work efficiency is extremely low. The news of the Zhu family's extermination has been in the newspapers for several days, and the government has not thought about tracking down any female thief.

But not everyone is so inefficient. Are Japanese people born in the year of the dog? Do they have such a keen nose?

Hashimoto... Li Mingshen calmed down and thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "Go call Maocai over!"

After a few minutes, a young man in a long gown walked in from outside. He had a frivolous smile on his face, but when he saw the gloomy expression on Li Mingshen's face, he was suddenly startled and quickly tidied up his appearance.

"teacher!"

"Let me ask you, have you sneaked out to play again recently?"

"No……"

"Did you go to find the Fuso people?"

"Uh……"

"Speak up! People have found their way here now! Is there anything you dare not admit?"

Seeing Li Mingshen's fury, the young man panicked and said quickly: "Yes... I went to Hashimoto Trading Company..."

"What did you tell the Fuso people?"

"I didn't say anything, it's just... I just heard Mr. Hashimoto showing off his newly purchased machine tool, and I was so angry that I told him that I had seen better ones..."

"Evil beast!" Li Mingbo stood up, grabbed the inkstone beside him and smashed it hard on the young man's forehead. "What are you angry about? Can you tell this to the Japanese? Why did I invite you and other brothers here? Is it for you to go out and brag to others?"

The hard inkstone hit the young man's forehead, creating a cut and blood flowing down. The young man covered his forehead and took a step back, unable to help but stiffen his neck and argue: "We can't make the machine tool blueprints either. Sooner or later, we have to buy them from foreigners. What's the difference between knowing it earlier and later? Instead of letting foreigners make the money, it's better to let the Japanese make it. After all, they are our blood brothers and sisters..."

Li Mingshen's body swayed slightly, and he felt dizzy, and was almost angered to death by the young man in front of him.

However, he pressed the table tightly, gritted his teeth and sobered up, stared at the young man in front of him, and said coldly: "Liu Maocai, you are very good, very good. I have been teaching for many years, working diligently and treading on thin ice. I didn't expect that I could raise a scourge like you when I am old! From today on, you don't have to come anymore. This small temple of mine can't accommodate a god like you!"

"What kind of gods are you talking about?"

Before the young man could say anything, he heard a vague voice coming from outside.

Before he finished speaking, a fair-skinned man with a feminine temperament and another bearded man in a suit walked in from outside.

Li Mingshen said angrily, "Lord Lu! How can you trespass into a private residence?"

"How can you say that? Professor Li, you claimed to be ill at home, so I came to visit you out of kindness. I didn't expect to hear you teaching students from a distance. You look so energetic. What's wrong with you?"

Facing Li Mingshen's accusation, Lord Lu didn't care at all. He put his hands behind his back and glanced at the manuscripts piled on the desk, with a smile on his face: "Mr. Hashimoto came to visit the other day, but was also stopped outside by your servants. I don't know when the threshold of your Li Mansion became so high."

The man in a suit next to him took off his hat, bowed slightly and said, "Professor Li, I apologize for disturbing you."

Li Mingshen shook his head and smiled bitterly. He was already so old, how could he not understand the tricks here?

Ever since that war... No, there was no war at all. It was simply the unilateral ravage by the coalition forces of the great powers. The entire court seemed to have had its backbone pulled out by the foreigners.

Especially those who came out of the palace, they humbled themselves in front of the foreigners, begging for mercy, and then turned around and vented all their resentment and humiliation on the Chinese people.

Hashimoto Trading Company has been operating in Tianmen for many years. It can be said that it has deep roots and extremely extensive personal connections.

If it were in the past, I would not have neglected Mr. Hashimoto so much. After all, many teaching materials and teaching aids in the school have to be purchased from Hashimoto Trading Company, and some students will choose to study in Japan after graduating from the school.

For example, Liu Maocai, his excellent student, seemed to have already fallen in love with the Japanese and could not wait to put on wooden clogs and taste sashimi.

It’s a pity that I didn’t realize his problem before.

As for this Lord Lu, he was nothing more than a palace purchaser, not a big shot, just a fox taking advantage of the tiger's power. Looking at his face, he probably received benefits from Boss Hashimoto and came here to be his pawn.

The servants in the mansion dared to stop Hashimoto, but they couldn't stop this person.

Facing the aggressive uninvited guest, Li Mingshen straightened up and said, "Mr. Hashimoto, I thought you were a respectable gentleman, but I didn't expect you to do such an impolite thing. It really makes people look at you in a new light."

Hashimoto bowed his head and said, "I hope the professor will forgive me. As the sage said, if I hear the truth in the morning, I am willing to die in the evening. I bought advanced machinery from West Germany and originally planned to invest in your country to build a factory. I didn't expect to hear from Liu Sang that the professor actually has design drawings that are a hundred times more advanced. I was so excited that I couldn't sleep at night. I just want to borrow the drawings to take a look, and I have no other intentions!"

After that, he took out a check from his pocket and presented it to Li Mingshen with both hands: "Sir, you need to know that in business, if you seize the initiative, you will be ahead at every step. If you lag behind, you will be doomed. I am willing to pay a large sum of money to buy the blueprints. If the professor feels that this money is not enough, please allow me to go back and raise funds."

Li Mingshen shook his head, opened the bookcase beside him, took out a revolver, pulled the safety off and put it against Hashimoto's face, saying coldly, "No sale! Get out!"

(End of this chapter)