"I don't have the ability to rescue you because the Japanese will stop you. The Ministry of Industry and Industry Bureau must come forward and be able to overwhelm the Japanese."
"Just tell me!"
"I can pay to push someone to the top. Let him fight the Japanese in the Ministry of Industry Bureau. He may even be in charge of the Ministry of Industry Bureau."
"The Bureau of the Ministry of Industry is led by the board of directors. If you want to be in charge of the Bureau of the Ministry of Industry, you must control the board of directors. And the number of British people on the board of directors is the largest. The current general director is also British. You are not capable of doing it."
"Yes. I can't do it. But money can do it."
"need a lot of money."
"Then throw money at it."
Zhang Yong responded calmly.
He knew the money was worth spending without having to think about it.
As long as you can control the Ministry of Industry and Industry, if you spend ten dollars now, you can earn back a hundred dollars later.
Others may not be able to do it, but Zhang Yong can definitely do it.
Because he knows the direction of history in the next few decades. He knows the course of the war.
Within the scope of your own IQ, you can maximize your benefits.
Before December 8, 1941, Britain and the United States were used to contain the Japanese and extract benefits.
After that, the Germans were used to contain the Japanese.
After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, he immediately got rid of the Germans. Suddenly, he became a member of the victors.
How many identities does he have?
Not sure. But he feels like he can handle it.
He is not good at fighting and killing. However, he has learned how to adapt to the wind, talk sweetly with a sword, and hide a sword behind a smile.
All he lacks now is experience.
By next year, he should have almost accumulated experience.
He will also become cunning and cunning.
Moreover, coming from a later generation, he knew very well what things could be done by using money to pave the way.
The competition behind the Ministry of Industry and Commerce and the board of directors is actually a competition between money and interests. One hundred thousand dollars is not enough? Then one million!
The general director of the board of directors behind the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau certainly does not need US$1 million.
Because the Japanese are not willing to spend this money.
And he, Zhang Yong, was willing to do so.
Therefore, money is not a problem. Method is not a problem either.
What he lacks now is a suitable candidate.
A pure Englishman who is ambitious, wants to be on top.
Must be British at this stage.
Because before 1942, the industrial strength of the beautiful country had not yet fully exploded.
The French are so arrogant right now that they can't handle it.
"Bob."
"who?"
"Bob, whom you and I both know, was the former deputy general manager of Kailuan Coal Mine. He was just transferred to the Ministry of Industry and Engineering Bureau as a director. He is not very satisfied with the status quo."
"It's him?"
Zhang Yong remembered.
He has a good relationship with Bob and has worked together.
Previously, Bob asked him to arrest Japanese spies who were causing trouble in the Kailuan Coal Mine.
As a result, Zhang Yong caught a large batch in one go.
Judging from the situation at that time, Bob did not like the Japanese very much. In other words, he was quite resistant. In his heart, he rejected the Japanese.
that's enough.
An Englishman who sincerely hates the Japanese.
I was just transferred from the position of deputy general manager of Kailuan Coal Mine to serve as director of the Ministry of Industry Bureau. I wonder if this counts as a demotion?
One thing is for sure. There is definitely not as much oil and water as before.
In the past, Kailuan Coal Mine was an enterprise. The money in the enterprise and the personal fortune were definitely rich.
However, the Concession Industry Bureau, directors and so on, do not receive salaries themselves. Zhang Yong does not know how the salary comes.
"How long has he been here?"
"It's been more than a month."
"Excluded?"
"yes."
"That's good. I'll contact him later."
Zhang Yong nodded.
Now that you have a goal, let’s get started!
Go and meet with Bob first to see if he is willing to cooperate. If so, let's achieve win-win cooperation.
"where is he?"
"He is very depressed. He often resorts to drinking to drown his sorrows. He spends most of his time in Milan bars."
"Okay. I'll go find him."
Zhang Yong nodded and then left.
I found out where the Milan bar was and went straight there.
Before I knew it, it was dinner time again. The Milan bar was still very lively.
There were all guests coming in and out of the door. Some were Chinese, some were foreigners, and there were also dancing girls dressed up in fancy clothes.
Three teachings and nine streams.
A mixed bag.
Zhang Yong walked straight in.
I carry a gun with me, so of course I am not afraid.
Enter the bar.
Feasting on the lights, drunkenness and extravagance.
Although it is a bar, it feels almost like a dance hall.
Vaguely, I saw a beautiful woman singing on the stage. She seemed familiar?
He didn't care. He just looked around.
As a result, Bob has not been found yet. Instead, he found a prisoner with a mark.
That's right, he is a prisoner. He was released by Kage Sasaki. He is hiding in the corner next door. I don't know what kind of transaction he is conducting.
There were many people in the Milan bar, and there were densely packed white dots. There were also a few red dots. Zhang Yong didn't notice it at first. He only noticed it now.
Keep calm.
Let others wait. Walk over yourself.
Walking from the side, I found the guy with the prisoner sign and several people around him.
They seemed to be putting wads of francs into the hands of the prisoner target. It seemed that they were all the prisoner target's subordinates? Then the prisoner target put the francs into a small cloth bag, hid it in his arms, and then walked out
.
Zhang Yong immediately followed him out and winked at the others. The others immediately followed.
When the target left the bar, Zhang Yong immediately waved his hand.
Everyone swarmed up, held down the target, tied him up, and dragged him away.
"I got the money!"
"I got the money!"
The target prisoner shouted subconsciously without much struggle.
Zhang Yong seemed to realize something, so he gestured quietly. Everyone immediately put on their hoods.
"idiot!"
Zhang Yong cursed coldly.
I wanted to say a few more words. I found that the situation was not right.
The Japanese he learned was very simple. He couldn't speak a few words.
"I got the money..."
"I got the money..."
The target prisoner chanted repeatedly, seemingly trying to please him.
Zhang Yong judged that the other party might have mistakenly recognized the person. Did he think he was Yingzuo Zhenzhao's person?
By the way, what does it mean to get money?
Was it Yingzuo Zhenzhao who asked them for money? Did he charge money for letting them out?
Damn it! This Ying Zuo really knows how to make money!
I'll let you out. Yes. But you have to pay.
I roughly counted the francs in the cloth pocket. It seemed to be about ten thousand.
According to the exchange rate at that time, it might be exchanged for two to three thousand U.S. dollars? How much it was, Zhang Yong didn't know. He was completely unfamiliar with the franc.
This Ying Zuo is so ruthless!
One costs ten thousand francs!
Thirty, that’s three hundred thousand francs!
Wouldn't that be tens of thousands of dollars?
He made a fortune!
Zhang Yong put the franc away and said coldly: "How much did you agree on before?"
He is indeed a Ying Zuo! His methods are ruthless!
You have to learn a little bit.
He thoughtfully took out a small notebook and a pen, and then asked: "What's your name?"
"Peng Damo..." the prisoner target replied.
Zhang Yong pretended to search in the notebook, as if he was looking for Peng Damo's name.
After a while, I seemed to have found it. Then I put a check mark. It seemed to be recorded.
"you can go now."
"yes……"
Peng Damo hurriedly turned around and left.
The secret resentment in my heart. What are the Japanese going to do?
Didn't it mean that each person could be released with only three thousand dollars? Why did he send someone to collect the money after he was released?
hateful!
I had just received 10,000 francs, and before I could warm myself up, they were snatched away again in the blink of an eye.
No credibility at all.
Ma De, I also took a small notebook to write it down for fear of omitting it.
And everyone is masked. Do you think you won’t be able to recognize you if you are masked? You also know that you have no face to see people, right?
The bastard Japanese are indeed worse than animals...
no.
I need to find a few people for help.
We must secretly do something to the Japanese...
Zhang Yong led his men and quietly followed the target.
What?
Bob?
Sorry. I'll go back later.
Now, Zhang Yong accidentally discovered a way to make a little money. He could also add some materials to Yingzuo Zhenzhao.
Don’t you want the released prisoners to work for you?
Okay, I'll help you follow them and then blackmail them to make them "loyal" to you.
Ha ha!
Zhang Yong is really good at destroying things.
After some operations, he ensured that the thirty targets, no, twenty-eight, would all pay tribute to the eighteenth generation of Yingzuo Zhenzhao's ancestors.
My previous judgment may have been wrong.
What Yingzuo Zhenzhao released may not be ordinary criminals.
Maybe they are all financially capable. Those who can afford three thousand US dollars as a "release fee". If they don't have the money, they will definitely not be able to get out.
So, what do these financially powerful prisoners do?
For example, this Peng Damo...
It should be some property in or outside the concession.
It would be fun if these people hated Yingzuo Zhenzhao behind their backs.
The target was seen entering a building without a house number and then disappearing. Two men in black were standing outside the building, seemingly looking out for the wind.
The map shows that there are many people gathered behind the red brick building. There is also a weapons sign.
Judging from his experience, it is probably a secret casino or something.
There are also map displays that confirm this.
Wave your hands.
Arrange actions.
First deal with the two lookouts.
Send two people to pretend to be passing by and then make a sudden move.
He pointed a gun at two men in black and ordered them to stop and raise their hands. Then others rushed forward.
Done.
Effortless.
After all, he is a professional.
Most people will become very honest in front of the black hole of a gun.
Enter. It is indeed an underground casino.
After a cursory glance, it's not an ordinary casino. The gamblers seem to have some identity?
good!
Great! There is oil and water in it!
Arrest them all one by one, and then use Yingzuo Zhenzhao's name to extract money.
Ha ha.
It's the Japanese asking you for money, not me.
If you have any grudges or complaints, go find Yingzuo Zhenzhao! It's best to kill him.
Ha ha!
Leading the team, they rushed in fiercely.
"Don't move!"
"Don't move!"
Dozens of people were aggressive and fully armed, and they immediately took control of the entire place.
Although there were a few people inside with guns. However, facing so many dark muzzles, no one dared to move.
They are both smart people. They all know what the other party will do.
Everyone else was wearing hoods, with only two eyes exposed. They swooped and ran away. Even the gods couldn't catch them.
What is professionalism?
This is professionalism.
Secretly admire.
Zhang Yong followed and shouted loudly: "Don't be nervous, everyone. We are from the special service team of the patrol room. Our boss is the Assistant Commissioner of Police Yingzuo Zhenzhao."
Without waiting for the other party to respond, Zhang Yong shouted again: "Peng Damo, tell them to put down their weapons!"
Peng Damo was a little frightened and nervous at first. But when he heard Yingzuo Zhenzhao's name, he immediately lost his nervousness.
He was originally released by Ying Zuo Zhenzhao!
"Don't even move!"
"One of our own!"
"Don't even move!"
"One of our own!"
Peng Damo shouted loudly in a hurry.
I'm afraid that someone who is short-sighted will shoot rashly. That will be the end of me.
Who is the other party?
Patrol room special service team? They seem to be very powerful...
Sure enough, no one took any action.
Zhang Yong then stepped forward and searched out everyone's weapons.
There are weapons symbols on them, so you can find them accurately by searching them.
Being pointed at by the squadron's dark muzzle, even if he had a gun on him, he didn't dare to move.
Not only did you not dare to make any resistance, you also had to put on a smile to prevent the other party from slapping you.
one……
three...
five...
Soon, all weapons were confiscated.
It's safe. You can continue.
"Your Excellency Ying Zuo said that you are all friends of the Japanese Empire..."
"Now, please hand over all the money you have..."
"The empire needs your contribution now..."
Zhang Yong said slowly.
I noticed that everyone's expressions suddenly became unnatural.
Especially Peng Damo. His face became a little weird and a little angry. He was quietly clenching his fists.
Deliberately pretending not to see it.
"Don't do stupid things." Zhang Yong continued, "Otherwise, you will all be shot to death..."
There was a slight pause, "You don't want to become anti-Japanese elements, do you? Who is an anti-Japanese element is not something we say? We say you are, and you are. If you are listed as anti-Japanese elements by us, all your property will be confiscated
Confiscated..."
Sure enough, the faces of those people were even uglier.
These words have weight.
Ha ha.
It sounds so good, please say a few more words.
Zhang Yong continued: "We know very well who you are."
He paused deliberately, and then continued: "In the eyes of our Empire of Japan, you are just a dog, you don't know what is good and what is bad..."
Sure enough, the faces of those people were even uglier. Some of them were probably angry.
Okay. That's almost it. Too much is not enough.
They should start greeting Kage Sasaki's family.
Sure enough, Peng Damo gritted his teeth and couldn't help but said: "We clearly agreed..."
Zhang Yong looked at him sideways and responded coldly, "I didn't ask you for it. Your three thousand US dollars have been paid. But they haven't paid. Thank you for bringing us to them. You can go."
"No, you..." Peng Damo hesitated to speak.
He was also a gangster. He immediately realized that there was a trap in this sentence.
This is framed and framed!
Basically, he is saying that he betrayed everyone present.
Sure enough, other people's eyes immediately focused on Peng Damo. Many people were full of hatred.
No matter who you are, what you hate the most is the person who betrayed you.
Hate more than the enemy.
"Let's go!" Zhang Yong waved his hand towards Peng Damo, "Your mission has been completed."
"I..." Peng Damo wanted to explain, but found that he had no way to explain.
No one will believe it.
It will only become darker and darker.
Everything in front of you is a trap for others.
Whose trap?
Of course it's Kage Sasaki.
He woke up. This was all a trap.
First extort a sum of money from Peng Damo, and then extort the people around him.
The Japanese are indeed greedy and have a series of traps.
Catch one of them and extort three thousand. Now that so many have been arrested, I wonder how much they will extort?
Son of a bitch!
Peng Damo also began to greet Yingzuo Zhenzhao's family.
