The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

Nanjing, Yangtze Hotel.

In the cafe.

Song Ziwen sipped coffee imported from Brazil and said with a smile: "Congratulations, brother Mingcheng, you will become the first national scholar to receive the first-class Qing Yunzhang tomorrow."

"I also want to congratulate Brother Song, you are now the tobacco king of China." There was a hint of sarcasm in Zhou Hexuan's tone.

Song Ziwen was very proud: "When I asked Brother Mingcheng to join in, you gave up on your own."

Nanyang Brothers Tobacco Company is the largest private tobacco company in China at this time, and it can be said that it is making money every day. Song Ziwen took advantage of the opportunity of tight money, blocked Nanyang Tobacco's capital chain, purchased 200,000 shares at a price far below the market price, and became the largest shareholder of Nanyang Tobacco.

With this kind of method, Song Ziwen really doesn't need to be corrupt, he just plays with bureaucratic capital.

"It's not easy for businessmen in national enterprises, so I won't compete with them for food." Zhou Hexuan said with a smile.

Song Ziwen said happily: "I'm afraid Mingcheng is disdainful. Your business in the UK and the United States is booming, but you look down on the little money in the country. I heard that you just came out of the chairman's official residence?"

"Well, I chatted with the chairman for a while." Zhou Hexuan nodded.

Song Ziwen asked: "Did he ask you to be an official?"

"It's okay, I rejected him." Zhou Hexuan said.

"Good refusal," Song Ziwen stirred the coffee in the cup, "I have already seen through it. This Chinese official is very boring to do. It is better to make money honestly."

Zhou Hexuan said: "Brother Song has a good way to make money."

"I'm not good, I can't compare to Brother Mingcheng," Song Ziwen shook his head repeatedly and suddenly said, "Now that the U.S. economy is recovering quickly, is there any way for Mingcheng to earn US dollars?"

Zhou Hexuan smiled and said: "How can Americans' money be so easy to earn? Brother Song, on the other hand, you are in charge of the Bank of China, so it is easy to make some foreign exchange."

Song Ziwen shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

Now that Kong Xiangxi is the Minister of Finance, he not only monopolizes the power of currency reform, but also uses CITIC to control the four major banks and monopolizes import and export trade. There was no need for Kong Xiangxi to take action personally. All businessmen involved in the import and export business would worship his son Kong Lingkan as a Bodhisattva.

Even in order to please Kong Lingkan, businessmen swarmed to join the Nanjian Society, which was the most ridiculous thing in the world.

Song Ziwen was very unhappy about this, because the Kong family blocked his financial path, and many of his previous methods of making money were no longer available.

The two chatted for a while, and Zhang Leyi quietly came to the coffee shop with her sister Zhang Manyi.

"Brother-in-law." Zhang Manyi called weakly.

"Fifth sister, sit down quickly," Zhou Hexuan introduced, "This is Song Ziwen, Mr. Song."

Zhang Manyi nodded slightly and said, "Hello, Mr. Song."

"Hello, Miss Zhang." Song Ziwen responded.

When a few people were chatting, Zhang Leyi was a little embarrassed because Song Ziwen had pursued her in the first place.

Song Ziwen was also a little embarrassed, so he squeezed out a smile, nodded to Zhang Leyi, and then said: "Since Brother Mingcheng is reunited with his family, I won't bother you, so take my leave!"

"Brother Song, walk slowly." Zhou Hexuan said.

Zhang Mouzhi and Zhang Manyi had just arrived at the hotel. Zhang Manyi didn't want to go on a blind date, so she had to ask her sister for help, and then encouraged her brother-in-law to come up with ideas.

"Brother-in-law, I... I want to study abroad and don't want to get married." Zhang Manyi hesitated when speaking.

Zhou Hexuan smiled and said, "It's great to study abroad. Which country do you want to go to?"

"I think..." Zhang Manyi didn't finish her words, and suddenly looked at the door, her face changed drastically with fear.

What a coincidence, Kong Lingkan, the demon king incarnation, also came.

Kong Xiangxi and Song Ailing lived in Nanjing. Kong Lingkan had a quarrel with his father only a few minutes after returning home, and then angrily ran to the Yangtze Hotel to get a room. The reason for the quarrel between father and son was very simple. Kong Lingkan, who had just graduated from college, was obsessed with a socialite in Shanghai. There were signs of a fake show, and he was scolded by his father when he returned home.

Kong Lingkan didn't see Zhang Manyi, but he bumped into Song Ziwen. Facing his uncle, Kong Lingkan shouted, "Brother TV, what a coincidence."

"TV" is the English abbreviation of Song Ziwen. Fortunately, there is no television in China today, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing to call him.

Song Ziwen said with an ugly face: "Please remove the word 'brother', I am your uncle! Is it possible that you still want to be like a sibling to your mother?"

"Okay, okay, TV is just TV, no more 'brother'." Kong Lingkan laughed with joy.

"No tutor!" Song Ziwen gritted his teeth.

Kong Lingkan immediately became angry: "Who the hell do you think doesn't have a tutor?"

"My mother is your grandmother, please keep your mouth clean!" Song Ziwen wanted to slap her in the face.

"Forget it, I can't explain it to you. You are so old and still ignorant." Kong Lingkan acted extremely magnanimously, as if Song Ziwen was the naughty kid.

Song Ziwen was so angry that his lungs almost exploded. Fortunately, he did not have a sister-in-law in this time and space, otherwise Kong Lingkan would still want to be his brother-in-law.

Kong Lingkan was like a victorious rooster, with his hands in his trouser pockets and whistling all the way into the coffee shop. In addition to playing with guns, his biggest hobby is Western dancing. He goes straight to the coffee shop with only one purpose, and that is to find a coffee girl who is pleasing to his eye as a dance partner.

With his eyes rolling around, Kong Lingkan suddenly looked at Zhou Hexuan's table. He recognized Zhou Hexuan and Zhang Manyi, but his eyes finally locked on Zhang Leyi - Kong Lingkan liked mature and charming women.

"Are you Zhou Hexuan? I have seen your photo in the newspaper." Kong Lingkan did not regard himself as an outsider, so he pulled a chair and sat down at the table.

Zhang Manyi turned pale with fright and quickly moved towards her brother-in-law.

"Who are you?" Zhou Hexuan was very unhappy.

Kong Lingkan said proudly: "Chang Kaishen is my uncle and Kong Xiangxi is my father. Who do you think I am?"

Zhou Hexuan couldn't help but sneer and said: "It turns out he is the young master of the Kong family. Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you!"

Kong Lingkan actually took the sarcasm as a compliment and said with a smile: "You are quite proud. My aunt awarded you a medal himself. How did you deceive him?"

"Rely on your ability, no need to coax." Zhou Hexuan said.

"You can just brag. A guy who writes wretched articles is really capable." Kong Lingkan made no secret of his contempt for Zhou Hexuan.

Zhou Hexuan returned the insult and sneered: "If reincarnation is a matter of ability, I am indeed not as good as Mr. Kong."

Kong Lingkan was not ashamed but proud. He patted his chest and said, "Of course, my reincarnation skills are great. Looking at the whole of China, who can compare with me?"

Zhou Hexuan was speechless for a moment, too lazy to talk nonsense with this joke, and said to his wife and sister-in-law: "Let's go."

"Hey, don't go, let's talk for a while!" Kong Lingkan stood up to stop her and looked at Zhang Leyi as he spoke, "Can you dance? Let's dance together tonight. I am an invincible dancer all over Shanghai."

Zhou Hexuan said with a cold face: "Please get out of the way."

"I won't let you go, what are you going to do with me?" Kong Lingkan waved, and two followers immediately surrounded him.

Sun Yongzhen, who was sitting at the next table, had already been prepared and immediately rushed to stop him, with a pistol hidden in his sleeve.

Song Ziwen had not left just now. When he saw this, he ran back and said to Zhou Hexuan: "Brother Mingcheng, let's have dinner together. There is something I want to talk to you about."

"Okay." Zhou Hexuan said with a smile, too lazy to argue with Kong Lingkan anymore.

With Song Ziwen helping to rescue him, Kong Lingkan did not dare to take action. He stepped out of the way and sneered: "TV, are you deliberately going against me? Be careful, I will let the CITIC Bureau seize your goods!"

Song Ziwen was furious, pointed at Kong Lingkan's nose and said, "If you have the guts, call yourself me in front of your mother!"

"Do you think I don't dare?" Kong Lingkan laughed angrily.

Zhou Hexuan was both angry and funny. He admired the Kong family's tutors to the extreme, and his children were all top-notch weirdos.

"Let's go!" Song Ziwen ignored Kong Lingkan's provocation.

The two followers looked at their master, Kong Lingkan nodded helplessly, and then they finally got out of the way.

It wasn't until he walked out of the coffee shop that Zhou Hexuan asked, "Will there be any trouble?"

"Don't worry, although Kong Lingkan has a bad mouth, he doesn't dare to really mess around." While Song Ziwen was talking, he suddenly thought of Miss Kong Er, the aunt who really took out a gun and killed her if she disagreed with her. Comparing the two, Master Kong is already considered a law-abiding child.

But it cannot be compared so simply. Miss Kong Er is not open to the outside world, she behaves obediently when meeting relatives, and she respects her uncle Song Ziwen very much. This is not the case with Mr. Kong. When he gets angry, he even scolds his own father, but he rarely really hurts anyone.