The Last Tycoon Page #3

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I feel at peace...

...just by sitting here.

Zhiqiu.

Let's never be apart again.

OK?

If I ever let Zhiqiu down,

I will get struck by lightning.

So help me God.

Drop the gun, or I'll kill your girl!

Drop it!

Drop it!

Zhiqiu.

Zhiqiu!

It's OK, Zhiqiu. Don't be afraid.

They're all dead...

Why did you kill them?

Because they were bad men.

What bad men?! They're human.

Didn't you say you're in business?

What are you really doing?

I'll tell you in time.

As long as I'm here,

I won't let anyone hurt you.

Liar! You can't even protect yourself!

How can you protect me?

I'm so scared.

He pointed a gun at my head.

I thought I was going to die.

I thought I was going to die!

Zhiqiu.

You won't die!

He was standing so close.

Were you sure the bullet wouldn't hit me?

Daqi.

How come...

I suddenly don't know you anymore?

No!

You're just shook up, Zhiqiu.

Everything will be fine tomorrow.

Daqi, I'm leaving.

Only two years have passed,

but we're already living

in such different worlds.

I can't handle a recurrence

of what happened yesterday.

Nor can I stand to see my man...

...fighting in a world like that.

I just want a stable life

as an opera performer.

Please don't look for me anymore. Zhiqiu.

Why would Zhiqiu pick this guy?

She should've married you, Boss.

Be mine.

Master has so many men around him.

How did he get captured?

Is my ring ready?

Yes, Mr. Lu, your ring is ready.

How beautiful.

Thank you.

I meant the ring on your finger, not you.

You're so rude!

But you're beautiful, too.

Let me see that.

Why haven't I seen this before?

Because last time,

the diamond did not arrive yet.

I'll take it.

How can it be yours? I had my eye on it first.

Why are you so nervous, missy?

Perhaps I'm buying this ring for you.

You just have to be my girlfriend.

Bastard, are your eyes down at your ass?

How dare you move in on my girl?

Do you know who I am?

Now you know who I am.

I'm Lu Xiaojia,

son of the Zhejiang army commander.

Take him away!

Move!

I've already sent Mr. Yu.

He's close to the commander.

I also know that Commander Lu's...

...70-year-old mother is a devout Buddhist.

So I paid her a visit yesterday...

...along with a jade Guanyin statue.

And they're still keeping him?

Cheng Daqi. Come here.

I didn't say walk here.

I meant kneel all the whole way here.

If I kneel,

will you let my master go?

What did you say?

I couldn't hear a thing.

Only Cheng Daqi can kneel.

You have guts just like your master, Daqi.

I hear there's nothing you can't settle.

Here's a test for you.

I have three requests.

Even if you have 3,000 requests,

I only have two words for you.

"No problem."

Very well.

One, Lanchun will spend three days with me.

Two, have Hong issue an apology...

...on all of Shanghai's newspapers.

Three, you and your master...

...will kneel your way out.

And bow to me every three steps. OK?

That's fine, but not good enough.

May I offer some alternatives, Marshal?

One, Lanchun is already taken.

Let's not make her choose.

Spring Garden is filled with beauties.

You can have any one of them.

Two, my master can hold

a banquet of 100 tables...

...at Xing Hua Restaurant.

Make it your grandmother's

The photos will be on the newspapers.

Wouldn't that look good on your family?

As for the third request,

I would like to offer a substitute.

Tell me.

Your father may have military authority,

but authority can't make you money.

You have power, but not fortune.

You can't maintain such

a large force with just power.

My master recently invested in Liyuan Bank.

We would like you

and the commander to join us...

...and become shareholders.

Our turf can expand

beyond the French Concession.

With Zhejiang and Jiangsu,

our profits will grow exponentially.

We can make a profit of 30 million in a year.

Even with just a 30% share

you can make over 10 million.

Let's become allies

and turn our grudge into cash.

Isn't that a better solution?

You think I'm going to buy into your bullshit?

Stop it, all of you!

Dad, don't believe him!

Shut your mouth!

Mao Zai tells me you're his friend.

Is that right?

Yes. We've known each other for a long time.

Regarding the bank's shares,

I want 50%.

You're right.

Maintaining harmony can bring us fortune.

Then I'll decide on Master's behalf.

I'll take 10% of his share,

plus 10% of my own.

That's 50% for Commander Lu.

No, father. I must have Lanchun!

I was right about you.

Talent is the key to survival.

If you hadn't put in a good word

with Commander Lu,

Master wouldn't have gotten out so easily.

You're mistaken.

That's not what I meant.

Remember the Beijing church?

Those assassins were my men.

You certainly

have a unique way of doing things.

Fortunately, I had already collected

my money beforehand.

Your climb was far quicker

and higher than I had expected.

You must be used to killing people by now?

General Mao, you truly are...

the devil.

That's right.

I am the devil on your shoulder.

Don't forget, your life belongs to me.

Let's work together from now on.

Get some rest.

Daqi, you've really saved me this time.

The formal apprentice request you gave me...

...I'm burning it right now.

We'll make a vow today.

From now on, we're sworn brothers!

Come forward, guests!

Mr. Cheng. This way!

Crab accompanied by Huadiao wine.

Delicious!

General Mao, cheers!

Shanghai today...

...is succulent just like this crab.

But it is also bound, unable to move.

It's waiting to be eaten up by the Japanese.

Can the 87th and 88th divisions

hold them back?

That's exactly

why I called you two here today.

In addition to the standard army,

my superior hopes to

form a civilian militia in Shanghai.

They will be used for sneak attacks.

How large do you expect this militia to be?

At least 10,000 men.

Master and I have a lot of men,

but they don't have military training.

To have them fight

the well-armed Japanese army...

...is like sending them to their deaths.

Both civilians and soldiers

are obligated to fight.

This is a 10,000-men militia.

Who will provide the weapons and rations?

We're hoping Shanghai

will provide for its own.

That's absurd!

With Mr. Cheng

and Mr. Hong's social connections...

...and your bank clients,

this shouldn't be a challenge.

You're just looking to rip us off!

Eat up, Shouting.

The war is everyone's business.

It's only natural that

you take up this responsibility.

Unless you two...

...have other plans.

General Mao,

Hong and I have hustled in Shanghai for years.

We're earned a bit of vanity and fame,

but we still have the guts to do three things.

One, the guts...

...to drink up what we pour.

Two, the guts...

...to love any pretty lady we see.

But everyone seems to have forgotten...

...that we still have the guts

to stay loyal at all costs.

If your boss thinks this highly of us...

...then we shall oblige.

Please inform them that Master Hong and I...

will donate two fighter jets...

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