The journey starts from the Titanic

"Hmm!" Xu Zhouyang replied, adding to his heart: In fact, he is far beyond your imagination.

But it doesn't seem to matter much. What he wants is money, and doesn't he care about technological progress?As long as he can provide research funding.

Xu Zhouyang thought expectantly.

"Master, are you back?"

Today I had a lot of gains, and when I returned to my residence, Mrs. He greeted me.

I don't know if she is not good at Situ Nan, He Xiangu didn't call Situ Nan the "Young Master", but replaced it with "Young Master".It seemed that the nanny in his previous life was also called himself, so Situ Nan also accepted this name.

"Yeah!" Situ Nan replied, seeing He Xiangu obediently, as if he really regarded himself as a maid.

But looking at her face like a silver plate, her eyes are like apricots, her lips are red and her eyebrows are not drawn, her eyebrows are green, she really looks like a lotus flower, so clear that she doesn't need to be carved, such a pretty girl looks seductive.

"Master, what are you looking at?" He Xiangu asked weakly after seeing Situ Nan looking at herself for a long time.She stayed in the yard and had nothing to do that day. She didn't know much about the people here, so she was a little bored.

Not long after losing her relatives, the helpless He Xiangu regarded Situ Nan as a support, so she was very happy when she saw Situ Nan's return.

It seems impolite to stare at a girl, but it seems good to flirt with this stunning girl occasionally, Situ Nan thought.Seeing He Xiangu's face turned a little red, she thought that the day will be longer, so let's wait for more familiarity.

When they returned to the room and sat down, Han Gang and the others dispersed automatically, leaving only the nominal master and servant in the room.

"Master, do you want to use rice?" He Xiangu asked, really considerate.

"No, I've already eaten it! Go and eat by yourself!" When Situ Nan came back, he had already eaten the second meal in the restaurant, so he was quite full.

"Oh!" He Xiangu went out and ran in for a while with a cup of tea.

However, Situ Nan's mind is now on business. It should be said that he is considering whether he wants to build an automobile factory or something, whether it is in California or in the eastern Detroit area?

R&D work can be placed in a university or a laboratory here, but building a car factory is not a hasty thing. Many things must be considered considerate, such as market, transportation, workers, raw materials, technical foundation, etc. There are all sorts of clues at the moment. Although Situ Nan has a vague idea in his mind, why not ask a professional before making a decision?

When Situ Nan came back to his senses, the lights in the room were already shining, and there was a cup of tea that had already cooled down.

When he walked out of the patio, Situ Nan discovered that the moonlight was charming tonight, and the bright moonlight seemed to have just been washed again. It was clean and holy, which made people feel peaceful.

Although tonight is the 14th day of the eighth lunar month and tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, Situ Nan feels that the moon in San Francisco is round and round, like a mother's face, because he has longing in his heart.

Chapter 34 Bloody Mid-Autumn Festival (Part 1)

Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, thinking about family every holiday season!

The Mid-Autumn Festival on the 15th day of the eighth lunar month in 1916 is a festival for Chinese all over the world.

No matter where you are or what your chances are, you will try your best to reunite with your family. Home is always an emotional home for a person. What's more, do Chinese people pay attention to ethics and family?

This is a day of reunion and a day of miss. For those who can't go home and travel outside, maybe they can only find some comfort in wine and moonlight.

Since it is a holiday, Chinatown is particularly lively today.

When Situ Nan got up in the morning, he was already three poles in the sun. He is used to going to bed late, so if there is nothing wrong, he wakes up later than the average person.

There are gongs and drums playing outside, and there is also the sound of firecrackers, which makes it lively.

"Master, just now Situ Yong sent someone over to spread the word, asking you to attend the noon martial arts contest. There will be a banquet in the evening."

Just after eating the breakfast that Xiangu He had prepared and wiped his mouth, Han Gang came in when Situ Nan was about to tease this stunning girl.

"Fighting competition? Good!" Situ Nan hasn't seen what the competition is like, is it like it was filmed on TV: a big guy in a strong costume, kicked his legs and flew into the ring, and was applauded by the audience In the sound, he clasped his fists in front of his chest, and then loudly showed his nickname, who I am, who I am, who I am called... After I report my name, the two sides will start fighting.

The location is in the martial arts hall in Chinatown.When Situ Nan arrived, a lot of people had arrived at the martial arts hall. The heads of Chinese people in Chinatown were all there, and most of Situ Nan had already met, so I was kind of impressed.

"Mr. Situ Nan, please sit down!" As the host Chen Tianming hosted Situ Nan, Han Gang stood consciously behind Situ Nan.

"Hall Master Chen, today is so lively!" Situ Nan said.

"Today, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, we will make everyone happy. When we Chinese go out, we emphasize unity."

"Well, that's what I said." Situ Nan echoed.

"Brother Nan, you will have a good look later, there are quite a few good players!" Situ Yong who was sitting next to Situ Nan said in a low voice. He has to be busy with a lot of things when he comes back these days, so these two days I haven't seen Situ Nan.

The martial arts field is big or small. It can stand dozens of people, and there is no ring or something. After the lion dance, the competition begins.

Situ Nan saw it and said it was a martial arts competition. In fact, the taste of the competition was not so strong. It was just a comparison. They were all young people competing. Their masters all sat aside and watched, smiling and nodding to each other.

Since the Han and Tang Dynasties, the Han people were weak in blood and their martial arts were not thriving.After the country was opened by foreign countries in modern times, despite repeated battles and defeats, it still aroused the blood of some Chinese people, and the atmosphere of martial arts became more and more non-governmental organizations such as martial arts halls appeared.For example, the contest between Huo Yuanjia and the Russian Hercules has inspired many people in the country. A nation like China who has fallen into the world hopes to be respected and recognized by foreigners, and a small success will be magnified.

Let alone now, even if it is a hundred years later, after the Chinese stand up, isn't it the same?

Self-confidence needs to be accumulated bit by bit. The same is true for the blood and martial style of the Han. Although we may not be able to do sword-fighting merchants like the West, nor can we become a samurai like the Japanese, the Chinese are not bloody. If it is annihilated, this nation will survive for thousands of years.

"The Hong Quan used by the black-clothed man is sturdy and powerful; the gray-clothed man is good at Wing Chun, and he uses his strength to fight with ingenuity..."

Situ Nan didn't quite understand those martial arts moves. He, a layman, could only watch the excitement. By the way, he thought that Situ Yong who was beside him watched with gusto, and he explained to him from time to time.

Well, this insider can see that the doorway is coming, but unfortunately he can't get up to the limelight with his itchy hands.

Situ Nan could not help but smile when he saw him eager to move, "Then why don't you go up? With your skill..."

"Why don't I want to?" Situ Yong's face collapsed, and he looked at Chen Tianming who was sitting in the upper seat a little bitterly. He was really not afraid of being afraid of his boss.

This guy is really a martial idiot!

Situ Nan smiled in his heart, and asked Han Gang behind him, "How's it going?" Situ Nan snorted to the court.

"It's okay, there are a few good ones!" Han Gang said casually, somewhat absent-minded. In his opinion, he would say that he didn't make a move. The shot must be fast and precise, and there is no need for too many movements.What's more, this is not the era of cold weapons, a two-cent bullet is enough to kill a martial arts master.

"Oh." Situ Nan replied and there was nothing to follow. His eyes looked towards the gate. Suddenly a group of Japanese men in black kimonos with knives in their hands came. Their wooden clogs rattled as they listened. The role stream is slick.

"Why is this bastard Nakamura here?" Situ Yong cursed, he stood up, clenched his fists with his hands, looked alert.

Situ Nan looked back, Chen Tianming had already stood up, and An Liangtang's face did not have the relaxed expression just now.

The people on both sides faintly confronted each other.

It was really lively now.When Situ Nan decided that this untrue "competition contest" was a bit boring at first, he finally jumped out of a big boss.

Situ Nan thought very badly.He wasn't worried at all. There were so many people on his side that he couldn't single-handedly fight.

He admired the courage of this group of Japanese people a little, and was so arrogant and even a little wretched in the eyes of many unkind eyes.

He is Nakamura?!

Situ Nan looked at the black kimono, samurai-dressed man in the lead. He was about 30 years old, with a flat head and a little wretched Rendan Hu, with a slight smile on his face (maybe he didn't smile), his expression was quite calm. of.

Among the Japanese, he is considered very tall. Situ Nan took a visual inspection, and it was about 1.65 meters!The other ronins he brought were all round legs, short, but some were strong, with fierce eyes, and none of them were kind!