Nanyang 1931: From piglets to giants

Chapter 23 Assassination
Zheng Yi was taken aback when he was called out of the plantation. "It's you? You, you, you're looking for me."

He was really a little confused, but the person who came to see him was actually the general manager of Dream Paris, Qian Qiwen, with whom he had kissed.

Today she didn't wear as heavy makeup as the last time we met. She wore a jacket and had her hair tied up. She looked quite fresh and not as worldly as she used to be.

I'm not afraid to say that Zheng Yi even had a sex dream about her some time ago.

"I heard you were in this garden, but they wouldn't let me in, so I had to send someone to tell you to come out."

"Ah, how... did you know I was here?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Qiwen took out a newspaper and said, "I heard that you are Taiyou's technical director. This newspaper is full of news about Taiyou's trial production of domestically produced machines, so I guessed you must be here."

"Oh, so what do you want to see me about?"

"Inside Huaji, there's been a sudden wave of bad news these days. People are saying you're a running dog of the Japanese. The factory hired a lot of Japanese people, even buying motors from Japan. You're helping the Japanese to eat people. Everywhere, every faction, every gang is cursing you. There's even a rumor going around about your bonus."

"I?"

Zheng Yi couldn't help but be stunned. You know, he was not a famous person after all. To be honest, apart from Taiyou and Jinluntai, who the hell knew who Zheng Yi was.

Moreover, to be honest, the anti-Japanese sentiment has been fermenting for more than half a year, and this trend has actually passed. At least in Southeast Asia, few people mention the boycott of Japanese goods anymore.

It was now the second half of 1932, and the country had actually recognized the puppet Manchukuo. There were even signs that the pro-Japanese faction within it was on the rise.
The domestic government itself is like this, and the overseas Chinese in Southeast Asia really don't have that much courage. It is a bit strange to bring up the matter again at this time.

"Someone wants to fuck me?"

Qian Qiwen nodded and said, "Although I've only met you once, I don't think you're a traitor, so I came over to remind you and do you a favor."

"Oh~, thank you. I appreciate the favor. Um...how about coming in and taking a look? It's better to arrive early than to arrive early. The production line has just been completed."

People came all the way from the city to tell him the news. He couldn't just say he knew and send them back.

Besides, he wanted to show off the fact that he had built a production line.

Anyway, he felt that as long as this thing succeeded, the so-called traitor claim would naturally be self-defeating. He didn't dare to say that he was a national hero, but he could always be sure that he had made contributions to the country and the nation, right?

He can't still be a traitor.

"Okay, take me to open my eyes."

After saying that, Zheng Yi brought Qian Qiwen in as well, saying that she was just his friend.

As a woman of the world, Qian Qiwen's ability to treat people well was naturally impeccable. In just a short while, she had everyone flattered and made them feel very comfortable. They planned to hold a celebration banquet in the evening, so they invited Qian Qiwen to stay as well.

However, under the huge sense of excitement and accomplishment, whether it was Li Xiaoshi, Li Xiaowu, Zheng Yi and other senior executives, or those excited engineers, or even the installers who were tightening screws at the bottom,
They didn't realize that with the roar of the machine, the original workers in the plantation had stopped their work and watched silently from a distance as the machine continuously devoured bucket after bucket of rubber and produced basket after basket of finished rubber.

“How many people are needed to make this machine?”

"Six of them, not only are they damn fast, they wash much better than us."

"Then what should we do? Will Mr. Li still use us?" "…………"

People say that cutting rubber is hard, but in fact, the really hard part is the process of washing the rubber. They have to cut and rub it at the same time, and wash it while rubbing it, washing large chunks of rubber into tiny rubber particles. This is very tiring and high-intensity work.

But it is precisely because this is high-intensity work that you can make money.

They left their homes and came to Southeast Asia to work, just to make money. As long as there is money to be made, they can endure any hardship.

What will they do now that there are machines like this on the plantation?

Many of them haven't even paid for their boat tickets.

While one group of people is celebrating, another group is feeling lonely. Some of those with poorer mental qualities have already burst into tears.

Zheng Yi brought Qian Qiwen and two reporters from the newspaper and introduced the machines to them from beginning to end. Li Xiaowu, the actual user of the machines, also brought two managers from the rubber plantation and listened attentively.

Of course, there was no need to emphasize to them that he used Japanese motors and American steel.

He introduced the machine seriously, and several reporters, Qian Qiwen and others listened attentively. Zheng Yi was also good at telling stories. He could tell stories about how hard their R&D team had worked to develop these machines, and how difficult it was.

It's not fake. For such a production line, more than 500 people in the factory have worked tirelessly. Now they finally see the results. If there were a tail, I'm afraid everyone would have been excited.

No one noticed that a rubber worker was getting closer and closer to them and was about to come over.

"Hey, what are you doing? Don't hang around here if you have nothing to do."

After a while, the manager of the rubber plantation finally discovered the man and scolded him impatiently.

However, it was this sentence that startled this person, and he suddenly ran towards Zheng Yi.

"What are you doing?"

Because the distance was already very close, when he ran, no one could react and he was already close.

Instinctively, Zheng Yi suddenly thought of what Qian Qiwen had just told him: someone was going to deal with him, and he quickly began to retreat.

Almost at the same time, the worker pulled out a sickle from behind and really chopped at him. Thanks to this retreat and the fact that he was prepared and dodged in a hurry, he was not hit on the head and neck, but only on the shoulder.

"You traitor dog! I'll kill you!"

Zheng Yi fell to the ground in pain after being suddenly attacked. He looked down and saw blood pouring out.

Qian Qiwen, who was closest to Zheng Yi, reacted the fastest. She suddenly raised her leg high and kicked the assassin's chin very accurately, knocking him unconscious to the ground.

"Hurry up and save people!" As if it was a signal, groups of rubber workers in the distance rushed over with sickles in hand, shouting: "Kill the Japanese dogs and traitors!" and "Smash the Japanese machines!"

Li Xiaoshi stood up in the distance and shouted, "Shoot! Shoot immediately! Anyone who doesn't retreat will die! Protect Brother Zheng!"

(End of this chapter)