It’s the New Year...
It’s the New Year...
Suddenly I had no intention of working at all.
What the hell!
I get irritable thinking about the task.
It’s the Chinese New Year, and I’m still so busy with work.
Whoever wants to do it will do it!
The only task now is to make money!
Make money!
Make money!
Make money for the New Year!
Give out red envelopes and benefits during the Chinese New Year!
Everyone should have one!
The ocean must give. What other flour, rice, peanut oil...
All want money!
Where does the money come from?
Become a spy!
Squeeze it out of the spy!
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, go to spy right now! Try to squeeze out hundreds of thousands of dollars. Have a good year.
Now, one Jiang Guohu has been captured, and a few more need to be captured!
One Jiang Guohu is not enough. If this guy would rather die than give in and refuse to confess, then it’s over. There is no money for the New Year.
"Bafeng!"
"coming!"
"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, will you go back to Jinling?"
"No reply!"
"Don't want home?"
"What's there to think about? I don't want to spend the New Year at home. There are too many elderly people at home. I'm a junior, so it takes me several days just to kowtow. I also get reprimanded every day. A few words for this, a few words for that. It's depressing. I want to die. I don’t want to go back. Do you want to go back?”
"No. I'm just asking. If you don't want to go back, we will celebrate the New Year in Hangzhou."
"Okay. I can't wait to do it!"
"Your men..."
"Just pay the holiday fee. It doesn't matter whether you get it back or not."
"Okay. I'll find a way to pay for the holiday money."
"I'm just waiting for your words. Then it's all up to you."
Gu Bafeng smiled happily.
Zhang Yong's ability to make money can be summed up in four words: unprecedented.
As long as Zhang Yong agrees to pay for the festival, everyone will be extremely rich during the New Year this year. Starting price is at least NT$50 per person.
As long as you have money, where can you celebrate the New Year?
In Jinling, everyone is subject to restrictions. Can't let go. I don't dare to play as much as I want.
Taking Hangzhou, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, and all the big guys are gone. They are the earth emperors. Do whatever you want. No one even paid attention to Feitian.
"Okay." Zhang Yong was not modest either.
He is still very capable of making money from spies.
Counting everyone celebrating the New Year in Hangzhou, that’s two to three hundred people.
Calculated based on five hundred people. One ocean per person. That is 50 oceans. All added up, that is 25,000 oceans.
Little things.
Just catch a few spies.
Now, Jiang Guohu has been arrested. And Ding Furong. Who else?
"Captain Zhang!"
"Director Gu!"
Kong Younian suddenly shouted meaningfully.
Zhang Yong looked back at him. No words were spoken.
Don't bother.
We are discussing the holiday expenses.
If you, the Kong family, have nothing to do, please don’t disturb them for the time being. All big things have to wait until after the New Year.
But soon his eyes brightened again.
But Kong Younian quietly took out two envelopes. A thick one. A thin one.
"Thank you for your hard work, both of you."
"This is petty and disrespectful."
"Please accept it, both of you."
Kong Younian handed the thick envelope to Zhang Yong. Hand the thin envelope to Gu Bafeng.
Zhang Yong is not polite either. He deserves it.
Kong Fansong said before that it would definitely be beneficial. How could Zhang Yong not accept it?
Accepting money from the Kong family is equivalent to a fair transaction. We will never owe each other anything in the future. Take money to do things. No default or arrears. Otherwise, the Kong family will still owe you a favor. Others don’t want to owe favors. Why use favors when things can be solved with money?
"Thanks!"
Gu Bafeng also took it with a smile.
They are all experts. Understand the hidden rules.
This matter must be kept secret.
The money in the envelope is also the sealing fee.
You must not let the matter spread. So that the British Consulate doesn't know.
Zhang Yong opened the envelope open. Looked inside. good. A thick stack. All in U.S. dollars. All are in denominations of 10 yuan.
A conservative estimate would be around five hundred dollars.
Not much. This is a meeting ceremony. The big head will definitely have to wait until the matter is completed.
With Kong Fansong's credit, he will definitely not default.
What to do? All the money was accepted. Working overtime during the Chinese New Year?
Tangled...
Suddenly a thought came to my mind.
A small red dot appears on the edge of the map. There are a lot of little white dots on the side.
Huh?
Who is coming?
It seems like he has a lot of status?
Not long after, the other party appeared in sight. It's a strange man I don't know.
Quite impressive. At first glance, he is not someone to be trifled with. But he doesn't look like he's in a high position either. It's like he got mixed up in the world. Somewhat reckless temperament.
"Who is here?" Zhang Yong asked pretending to be unconscious.
"Wang Jichang." Gu Bafeng replied.
"what for?"
"This dock belongs to his family. It belongs to the Wang family."
"Amazing……"
"He is Dean Wang's brother."
"Which Dean Wang?"
"Wang Zhaoming."
"who?"
Zhang Yong didn't react for a while.
What Wang Zhaoming? Very famous? Vaguely, this name feels a bit familiar...
"That's Wang Jingwei. Dean Wang."
"ah……"
Zhang Yong was stunned.
I'm crazy. It turns out to be him!
No wonder...
Wang Jingwei is the president of the Executive Yuan. The word Zhaoming. So he was also called Wang Zhaoming.
Wow!
This Wang Jichang is actually Wang Jingwei's younger brother?
But, he is Japanese!
Something is wrong...
Could it be that Wang Jingwei is also a Japanese in disguise?
faint!
Zhang Yong was frightened by his terrible thoughts.
Probably not...
It's too scary...
If Wang Jingwei is really Japanese...
Shake his head.
Get rid of this terrible thought.
Probably not.
But there must be many pro-Japanese elements around him.
In addition to Wang Jichang, there may be more Japanese spies. Otherwise, this number one traitor will not run so smoothly in the future.
You must know that he is the number two figure in the fruit party! He is very influential in the party headquarters.
Wang Jichang is Japanese...
This dock is his.
Xu Sheng's Wanfeng freight goes to and from Wang Jichang's dock...
Yes, the Japanese invaders have completed the closed loop.
Not only did they control shipping, they also controlled the docks.
Once war breaks out in the future, you can easily log in.
What a foresight!
"Is Wang Jichang rich?"
"Don't!"
Gu Bafeng was startled.
He thought Zhang Yong was trying to take advantage of Wang Jichang.
I was immediately frightened.
This Wang Zhaoming is no ordinary person.
Offending Wang Zhaoming will have very serious consequences. It was simply too risky for Zhang Yong to do this.
"I'm just asking."
"Scared me."
"Is Wang Jichang rich?"
"He controls several big docks in Hangzhou. Do you think he has any money?"
"oh……"
Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.
If that was the case, he would be relieved. As long as the target has money.
The biggest fear is that oil cannot be squeezed out of the stone.
That's all in vain.
Quietly mark Wang Jichang.
Now there seems to be no limit to the number of his map annotations.
In addition to using numbers, you can also use people's names directly. As long as the other party appears again, he will know.
Wang Jichang is very important. He must be dealt with alone if the opportunity arises.
But now, around this guy, there is strength in numbers. He didn't have enough evidence either. I can only leave it alone first.
Go home.
Return to Huaqiao Hotel with his agents.
Let Yang Lichu go back to sleep. Others arranged to be on guard. Take the time to rest.
Zhang Yong still takes Lao Bai to find Jiang Guohu's bad luck.
It’s time to celebrate the New Year. Kill pigs and sell them for money. Jiang Guohu is the pig that is going to be killed.
The map shows that Jiang Guohu is still alive.
Come to the wellhead. Look down. hehe. Jiang Guohu seems to be as angry as a thread?
So he pulled the rope and pulled him out of the well water.
Jiang Guohu finally woke up slowly.
He opened his eyes drowsily, thinking that he had arrived in the underworld. But soon I saw Zhang Yong again. Suddenly there was a thrill all over my body.
Oops!
This is not the underworld!
Zhang Yong is here!
He can't be in the underworld!
Finished...
The other party actually came back again.
Lao Bai brought a bowl of warm water and drank it for Jiang Guohu to prevent him from really dying.
Sure enough, after drinking a bowl of warm water, Jiang Guohu managed to regain a little energy.
"Boss Jiang..."
"Don't even think about it..."
"I saw Wang Jichang. What is your relationship with him?"
"Wang Jichang..."
"right."
"We have cooperation. What did you say?"
"He's Japanese too."
"ah……"
Jiang Guohu responded with difficulty.
Because he had been frozen in the well water for too long, his mind was frozen.
Even now, my thinking is terribly slow.
"The Chinese New Year is coming soon. I want to ask you for some holiday money." Zhang Yong continued.
"You..." Jiang Guohu struggled to say one word.
There are two more words behind it. But I couldn’t catch it in one breath.
But it was after leaving the relatively warm well water. Being blown by the cold wind outside, he felt like he was going to die soon.
It felt like the wet clothes on my body were quickly freezing to solid ice.
The water in my neck and the water in my boots were also freezing.
Uncomfortable...
Biting...
Zhang Yong didn't speak either. Turn around and go into the living room. Bring a chair. Sitting inside the doorway to the backyard. Wrapping the coat tightly around him.
Oh, this damn weather. Why is Hangzhou so cold? This is not Tianjin Wei. Fortunately, the cold wind outside could not blow him. But it can make Jiang Guohu tremble. The whole person seemed to be sifting through chaff.
Lao Bai went to boil water. No electricity. But there is a kitchen. Use firewood to boil water.
Quiet.
Zhang Yong sat slowly.
He was waiting in his heart. Wait for Jiang Guohu to collapse. Wait for the other party to move and speak.
Standing in the cold wind, soaked all over, to see how long he could hold on. Now it's frozen into half a popsicle. It immediately became one.
Sure enough, Jiang Guohu couldn't hold on any longer.
He finally realized that the feeling of slowly dying was unbearable.
If Zhang Yong gives him a good time, of course he will be fine. However, he couldn't bear to be frozen to death like this.
"me……"
"Boss Jiang, I only want money. I'm not asking you for information. Why bother?"
"me……"
In Jiang Guohu's mind, heaven and man are at war.
Yes, all I gave him was money and no information.
It's not a betrayal...
I have already given the other party 50,000 oceans before.
"liquor……"
"liquor……"
He screamed hard.
At this moment, drinking boiled water is no longer useful.
He needs wine.
Liquor is required.
Zhang Yong turned around. Find a wine cabinet. There really is some liquor in it. There is also a local specialty, Shaoxing rice wine.
Rice wine is of no use. What he got was white wine. Pour it into his mouth.
Sure enough, as the strong alcohol went down, Jiang Guohu's body gradually regained a trace of warmth.
"No. 37 Guanghua Road..."
"good!"
Zhang Yong smiled and nodded.
This is right!
Use money to buy life.
What's the use of keeping so much money if everyone dies?
Immediately left Lao Bai here to take care of him. Then he went back to Huaqiao Hotel and gathered people. Let’s go to Guanghua Road together.
Caution is the boat.
Always have enough people with you. Especially going to far away places.
This Guanghua Road is three kilometers away from Huaqiao Hotel. It's relatively far. If there is no large group of troops, if they are ambushed, it will be over.
Set off.
Arrive at Guanghua Road smoothly.
The buildings here are also relatively old. Parts have been abandoned.
Find the target.
It's a two-story building.
Zhang Yong:? ? ?
Strangely, the map didn't respond.
There is no gold symbol shown on the map. That is, there is no gold.
disappointment……
Is it all the ocean?
Or a banknote?
"Bang!"
Open the door.
Go in and search carefully. No corners are spared.
No weapons markings.
No gold mark.
Then the only option is to keep your head down and look for it.
Too sloppy...
I forgot to ask about the specific location before.
Fortunately, with the help of the map, I finally found a secret room switch under the stairs.
Open the secret room. There were sacks inside.
Huh? sack?
Untie a sack. I found that there were all white silver coins inside.
oh. This is the most primitive way to pick up money. Picking up money in a sack.
A sack…
Two sacks...
A total of five sacks were brought out.
A rough inventory showed that each sack contained about 2,000 silver dollars. Some are more, some are less. Packed in five sacks, there were more than 10,000 silver dollars.
Okay! Not running in vain.
However, Jiang Guohu was obviously squeezing out toothpaste.
These silver coins are in bulk. There is Yingyang. There is Yuan Datou. There are also no signs at all.
The color is also quite mixed. Some may have been privately minted. The silver used was not pure enough.
Obviously, this should be the least valuable of all treasures.
what to do?
He can only continue to beat Jiang Guohu.
[To be continued]
(End of chapter)
