The Last Tycoon Page #2

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Which one are you talking about?

One of them was Cheng Daqi.

The top gangster in the Bund.

I don't know him.

He was looking at you in such a strange way.

"The Ye Zhiqiu Opera Compilation"

Hello?

Hello?

Who is it?

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

I'm sorry, sir.

This seat is reserved for someone else.

What?!

Sir.

Do you know who I am, you little brat?

A**hole!

D0993'-

Daqi, Bao has saved this seat for you.

Thanks, Doggy-

You are welcome.

Have all our men arrived?

Almost.

You're Cheng Daqi?

Which pier are you from?

Did you shut down

Fan Ha's gambling stall at the temple?

That's right.

You cut off both of Fan's thumbs?

He cheated!

Why? Are you here to avenge him?

Someone hired me to take his arm.

After searching for two weeks,

I found him already a deformed man.

You took my job.

You need a job?

You've got one. Come fight with us.

Sure.

It's been weeks

since I last flexed my muscles.

What's your name?

I'll tell you if we both make it out alive.

Don't pretend to be a lady!

I'll pay if you let me cop a feel.

Stop it! That's enough!

Go to Hell!

Are you OK?

Yes, thanks to you!

I was talking about your bench.

Pack up and leave.

It's going to get messy here.

OK, Daqi.

Everyone's here.

Don't say I never gave you a chance, Iron.

Hand over your turf while you still can.

Brothers!

Here!

Kill them all!

Attack!

Here!

Over here!

Kill him!

Scar! Iron!

This turf here...

...it belongs to neither of you!

I'm in charge now!

Who's that fat man? He's got so much power!

Hong Shouting.

The police captain of the French Concession.

Also the criminal kingpin of Shanghai.

Those who died...

So, that's him...

pay their family.

Look at him.

A few words and everything is solved.

That's a natural leader.

And the rest

If only I could work for him.

collect your money

and leave!

Looks like you're still alive.

What's your name?

I'm Lin Huai.

"Huai" as in "villain".

The apprenticeship ceremony will now begin.

Master, Hong Shouting.

Apprentice, Cheng Daqi.

Our ten rules.

Rule number one, never disgrace your master.

You're in charge here from today.

Two, no disrespect to family elders.

Three, obey the street moral code. Move.

Four, be loyal to one master only.

There will be no gambling

on my turf from now on.

Get going!

No opium den and prostitution.

Hookers, gambling and drugs are now banned.

Eight, no bullying the orphaned and the weak.

Nine, no favored recruitment.

Listen carefully. Once you're in the family,

you must play by the rules.

Anyone who breaks the rules...

...goes to the bottom of the Huangpu River.

Got that?

I understand, Ma'am.

I really hope you'll make

a name for yourself, Daqi.

I won't disappoint you and Madam.

I've done all kinds of business.

Everything except banking.

I'm hoping to have your assistance on this.

What do you think, Daqi?

You have many businesses

on both sides of the law.

But we're in a period of unrest.

If war does break out,

we can lose everything overnight.

A bank, however, is different.

You'll be taking in other people's money.

Build alliances with foreign

businessmen as a banker.

I think it's a win-win situation.

Your analysis today was excellent.

Thank you, ma'am.

I've already decided

on your Master's behalf...

...you'll get 10% of the bank's profits.

I can't accept it, ma'am!

It's OK, sit down.

It's already been decided, OK? Eat up.

You look beautiful today.

I have to wear this for work.

Work?

My aunt sent me to

the Paramount as a dance girl.

I've already worked there for two months.

Well, it's just dancing.

It's really just dancing, Daqi.

I refuse to do other things.

What other things?

You must know!

Alright, alright.

Just live a good, upright life.

Let's both work hard.

One day,

I'll make a name for myself in Shanghai.

Daqi.

Can I be your girl?

Remember that bench you used to save me?

It's sitting at home now.

Zhiqiu.

You're wet.

I'm off to the bookstore.

Take a stroll around.

Don't go far. I'll be back soon.

My boss asked me to protect you.

Zhiqiu.

Zhiqiu. Are you hurt? Let's go!

Boss, I've looked into those

who tried to nab Zhiqiu,

they're all Japanese.

They may be related to

her husband's underground activities.

General Nishino, this is my boss.

Hello, Mr. Nishino.

Nice to meet you. I've heard a lot about you.

Are you a fan of the Peking Opera,

Mr. Nishino?

I am. I can even sing a few lines.

When I meet with my opera friends again,

Mr. Nishino should come

and offer some critiques

I'm also into Chinese poetry...

...and your Four Books and Five Classics.

I'm guessing you don't know much about them?

I'm not too familar with them...

...because I wasn't properly educated.

Actually, you're quite well-known...

...among the Japanese business community.

If we can truly collaborate,

I think we can make a fortune.

I wonder what the Japanese people mean by...

..."truly collaborate"?

A true friend should speak on our behalf.

Tone down those talks about

anti-Japanese movements.

But our nations are indeed at war.

The correct perspective is that

the Japanese Imperial Army...

...is building a

Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity nation.

It'll bring peace to the people of Asia.

You Chinese are like those men on stage.

Fighting blindly in the dark.

You don't know who the real enemy is.

Bravo!

I think we all know very well deep down.

The Japanese is not a race of hypocrites.

We'll treat our friends well.

But those who are not friends,

will be our enemies.

What are you laughing at?

I'm laughing...

...because someone in Shanghai...

...still has the guts to threaten me.

We have over ten battalions

surrounding Shanghai.

We can take over Shanghai in three days.

But there are only three of you here today.

What do you mean?

Even if your battalions

can take Shanghai in one day,

they will never, ever find you again.

Cheng Daqi. How dare you threaten me?

I have never been

afraid of anything in my life...

...except of being a traitor.

Good day, Mr. Nishino.

Let's go.

How are you?

Hi.

That man saved me the other day.

I still don't understand what is going on.

They were after your husband.

Why?

He never told you about his real identity?

Call me if you run into trouble.

My phone number is 32337.

Daqi. Promise me one thing.

Say it.

I don't want my husband

to know about our past.

We barely know each other, Mrs. Cheng.

What past are you speaking of?

Thank you.

I thought I would never see you again.

I got into business with some friends.

I came to Beijing for you once

I made some money.

Who is he?

My good friend.

Lin Huai,

there's a confession chamber for bad people.

You can be forgiven

by talking to the priest in there.

Really? I'm going in, then.

I'll go there in a bit.

How's your father?

Father died of illness a year ago.

Before he died,

he regretted not letting me learn opera.

He told me to work hard.

Since then,

I'd come here whenever I feel down.

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