Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 605: Picking up money with a sack

 It’s the Chinese New Year…

 It’s the Chinese New Year…

 Suddenly I had no intention of working at all.

What the hell!

Okay! Not running in vain.

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  quite imposing. 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.

Sure enough, after drinking a bowl of warm water, Jiang Guohu managed to regain a little energy.

 Is it all the ocean?

 “Don’t come back!”

 They not only controlled the shipping, but also the docks.

 Zhang Yong was stunned.

 The money in the envelope is also the sealing fee.

 Yellow rice wine is of no use. What he got was white wine. Pour it into his mouth.

Taking Hangzhou, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, and all the big guys are not here. They are the earth emperors. Do whatever you want. No one even paid attention to Feitian.

 If this is the case, he will be relieved. As long as the target has money.

"ah…"

Then the only thing you can do is keep your head down and look for it.

 Purchase life with money.

 But, he is Japanese!

 What’s wrong…

 “Bang!”

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.

 Now, Jiang Guohu has been arrested. And Ding Furong. Who else?

 Requires strong liquor.

 “That’s good. I’ll figure it out for you during the holiday.”

"Thanks!"

 “He is also Japanese.”

 “Okay. I can’t wait to do it!”

Zhang Yong still took Lao Bai to find Jiang Guohu's bad luck.

 We are discussing the holiday expenses.

 Always have enough people with you. Especially going to far away places.

"No. I'm just asking. If you don't want to go back, we will celebrate the New Year in Hangzhou."

Sure enough, as the strong alcohol went down, Jiang Guohu's body gradually regained a trace of warmth.

 Get rid of this terrible thought.

 At this moment, drinking boiled water is no longer useful.

If Zhang Yong gives him a pleasure, of course he will be fine. However, he couldn't bear to be frozen to death like this.

 “Wang Zhaoming.”

 Get money for the New Year!

 Hand out red envelopes and benefits during the Chinese New Year!

 It’s the New Year. Kill pigs and sell them for money. Jiang Guohu is the pig that is going to be killed.

 He shouted with difficulty.

If Wang Jingwei is really Japanese...

 Everyone must have one!

 Probably not.

Now there seems to be no limit to the number of his map annotations.

 Fortunately, with the help of the map, I finally found a secret room switch under the stairs.

This Wang Jichang is actually Wang Jingwei’s younger brother?

 They are all experts. Understand the hidden rules.

“I saw Wang Jichang. What is your relationship with him?”

　　It’s the Chinese New Year and I’m still very busy with work.

 Not too much. This is a meeting ceremony. The big head will definitely have to wait until the matter is completed.

 Wang Jingwei is the President of the Executive Yuan. The word Zhaoming. So he was also called Wang Zhaoming.

 But now, there are many people around this guy. He didn't have enough evidence either. I can only leave it alone first.

This Wang Zhaoming is no ordinary person.

There are two words after ˆˆ. But I couldn’t catch it in one breath.

 There is no gold mark displayed on the map. That is, there is no gold.

 Open the secret room. There were sacks inside.

 “We have cooperation. What did you say?”

 A small red dot appears on the edge of the map. There are a lot of little white dots on the side.

Whoever wants to do it will do it!

 The only task now is to make money!

 Make money!

 I forgot to ask about the specific location before.

Quiet.

　　“Just pay the holiday fee. It doesn’t matter whether I get it back or not.”

　　It’s too scary…

He thought Zhang Yong was trying to take advantage of Wang Jichang.

 Once war breaks out in the future, you can easily land.

"Amazing…"

 As long as you have money, where can you celebrate the Chinese New Year?

 The water in my neck and the water in my boots are also freezing.

 The color is also quite mixed. Some may have been privately minted. The silver used was not pure enough.

 There is no gold mark.

 Absolutely don’t let the matter spread. So that the British Consulate doesn't know.

 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.

 Zhang Yong turned around. Find a wine cabinet. There really is some liquor in it. There is also a local specialty, Shaoxing rice wine.

 “Your subordinates…”

 The map shows that Jiang Guohu is still alive.

　　Yes, the Japanese invaders have completed the closed loop.

“Boss Jiang, I only want money. I’m not asking you for information. Why bother?”

Yes, all I gave him was money and no information.

 Go in and search carefully. No corners are spared.

 Or a bank note?

"ah…"

 “It’s Wang Jingwei. Dean Wang.”

 “He is Dean Wang’s younger brother.”

 Wang Jichang, very important. He must be dealt with alone if the opportunity arises.

Kong Fansong said before that it will definitely be of some benefit. How could Zhang Yong not accept it?

Lao Bai brought a bowl of warm water and gave Jiang Guohu to drink it to prevent him from really dying.

 Successfully arrived at Guanghua Road.

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon. I want to ask you for some holiday money." Zhang Yong continued.

Take his agents back to Huaqiao Hotel.

 “Please accept it, both of you.”

Jiang Guohu's mind is filled with a battle between heaven and man.

 He needs wine.

 Conservatively estimated, it should be about 500 US dollars.

  Untie a sack. I found that there were all white silver coins inside.

 Feeling that the wet clothes on my body are quickly freezing to solid ice.

 The biggest fear is that oil cannot be squeezed out of the stone.

Xu Sheng’s Wanfeng Freight goes to and from Wang Jichang’s dock...

 “Director Gu!”

 “This is trivial and disrespectful.”

 Foresight!

 “Is Wang Jichang rich?”

If everyone dies, what's the use of keeping so much money?

"who?"

Even now, my thinking is extremely slow.

 I opened my eyes in a daze, thinking that I was in the underworld. But soon I saw Zhang Yong again. Suddenly there was a thrill all over my body.

 He is waiting in his heart. Wait for Jiang Guohu to collapse. Wait for the other party to move and speak.

　　Oh, this **** 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.

 But there must be many pro-Japanese elements around him.

What should we do? All the money was accepted. Working overtime during the Chinese New Year?

 Tangled…

 In addition to using numbers, you can also use people's names directly. As long as the other party appears again, he will know.

Hand wet, he stood in the cold wind to see how long he could hold on. Now it's frozen into half a popsicle. It immediately became one.

 Zhang Yong is also welcome. He deserves it.

 Two sacks…

Then the work is in vain.

 He is still very good at making money from Japanese spies.

Zhang Yong’s ability to make money can be summed up in four words: unprecedented.

The other party actually came back again.

 Seventy-seven. Seventy-six. One-seventy-eight. Eighty-three

 Probably not...

 Lao Bai went to boil water. No electricity. But there is a kitchen. Use firewood to boil water.

It was Kong Younian who quietly took out two envelopes. A thick one. A thin one.

 I feel irritable when I think about the task.

 Zhang Yong opened the envelope open. Looked inside. good. A thick stack. All in U.S. dollars. All are in denominations of 10 yuan.

 “I’m just waiting for your words. Then it’s all up to you.”

You must know that he is the second-in-command of the Fruit Party! He is very influential in the party headquarters.

 Make money!

 Shaking his head.

 “You…” Jiang Guohu struggled to spit out one word.

As long as a few spies are caught, it will be enough.

 biting…

 It’s sloppy…

 “Boss Jiang…”

 It’s not considered a betrayal...

 In addition to Wang Jichang, there may be more Japanese spies. Otherwise, this number one traitor will not run so smoothly in the future.

 “Wang Jichang.” Gu Bafeng replied.

 Zhang Yong looked back at him. No words were spoken.

"coming!"

 His mind was frozen because he had been frozen in the well water for too long.

  Quietly make notes for Wang Jichang.

It is a two-story building.

"what for?"

　　Have already given the other party 50,000 yuan before.

 “Who is coming?” Zhang Yong asked pretending to be unconscious.

"Scared me."

oh. This is the most primitive way to pick up money. Picking up money in a sack.

“No. 37 Guanghua Road…”

 In Jinling, everyone is restricted by others. Can't let go. I don't dare to play as much as I want.

 “Thank you both for your hard work.”

 Hong Younian handed the thick envelope to Zhang Yong. Hand the thin envelope to Gu Bafeng.

 Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

 “Which Dean Wang?”

 Little things.

 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.

 A sack…

 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.

 Zhang Yong sat slowly.

 No wonder…

　　　我草. It turns out to be him!

 Including everyone who celebrates the New Year in Hangzhou, that is two to three hundred people.

 Immediately leave 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.

"me…"

 “Okay.” Zhang Yong was not modest either.

"right."

 Gu Bafeng smiled happily.

Wang Jichang is Japanese…

  Suffering…

 Suddenly a thought came to my mind.

Oops!

 These silver coins are in bulk. There is Yingyang. There is Yuan Datou. There are also no signs at all.

 Obviously, this should be the least valuable of all the treasures.

 A total of five sacks were brought out.

Looks like you have a lot of status?

 Not long after, the other party appeared in sight. It's a strange man I don't know.

 “Captain Zhang!”

 This matter must be kept secret.

disappointment…

　　Wow!

 “Don’t want to go home?”

Jiang Guohu finally woke up slowly.

Caution is the boat.

 The consequences of offending Wang Zhaoming will be very serious. It was simply too risky for Zhang Yong to do this.

“Is Wang Jichang rich?” “He controls several large docks in Hangzhou. Do you think he has money?”

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.

“The Chinese New Year is coming soon, will you go back to Jinling?”

  No weapon symbol.

 “This dock belongs to his family. It belongs to the Wang family.”

This is not the underworld!

 Zhang Yong is here!

 He can’t be in the underworld!

 Finished…

"liquor…"

 If you have nothing to do with the Kong family, please don’t disturb us for the time being. All big things have to wait until after the New Year.

"oh…"

Sure enough, Jiang Guohu couldn't hold on any longer.

  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?

 This is right!

 This dock belongs to him.

 He finally realized that the feeling of slowly dying was unbearable.

However, Jiang Guohu was obviously squeezing out toothpaste.

With Kong Fansong’s credit, he will definitely not default.

Huh? sack?

 What Wang Zhaoming? Very famous? Vaguely, this name feels a bit familiar...

 Let Yang Lichu go back to sleep. Others arranged to be on guard. Take the time to rest.

 The ocean must give. What other flour, rice, peanut oil...

 “Eight Peaks!”

It all costs money!

 Where does the money come from?

 Be a spy!

 Squeeze it out of the spy!

 Ah ah ah, go get a spy right away! Try to squeeze out hundreds of thousands of dollars. Have a good year.

 “I’ll just ask.”

 Don't bother.

Now, one Jiang Guohu has been caught, and a few more need to be caught!

 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.

 “Don’t even think about it…”

 I was immediately frightened.

Gu Bafeng also took it with a smile.

Set off.

 Find the target.

 But his eyes soon brightened again.

 “Wang Jichang…”

Gu Bafeng was startled.

Huh?

 Who is coming?

 The buildings here are also relatively old. Parts have been abandoned.

Kong Younian suddenly shouted meaningfully.

 Could it be that Wang Jingwei is also a Japanese in disguise?

faint!

 Zhang Yong was frightened by his own terrible thoughts.

 Zhang Yong:? ? ?

 Strange, the map doesn’t respond.

 Zhang Yong smiled and nodded.

"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?”

"liquor…"

 “Don’t!”

 Zhang Yong had no reaction for a moment.

"me…"

 A rough count 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.

 Calculated based on five hundred people. One ocean per person. That is 50 oceans. All added up, that is 25,000 oceans.

 Open the door.

Jiang Guohu responded with difficulty.

 Go home.

what to do?

We can only continue to beat Jiang Guohu.

  【To be continued】

 (End of this chapter)