"Yes. It happened that the French Concession needed someone, so I filled the vacancy."

"Or Inspector?"

"Yes. I can only do this."

"have a future."

Zhang Yong nodded.

Then……

He wanted to speak but stopped.

"Commissioner Zhang, please tell me if you have anything to say."

"Your pistol is unloaded. Why?"

"I……"

Lin Beiqiu was a little surprised.

How did Zhang Yong discover that his pistol was unloaded?

Do this guy's eyes see through?

Indeed, Lin Beiqiu's gun had a magazine. But there was no bullet in the magazine.

The specific reason is only known to him.

"This is very dangerous."

"How to say?"

"This is Shanghai. It's abnormal if hundreds or dozens of people don't die every day."

"Yeah?"

"I'm talking about abnormal death."

"The concession is not as chaotic as outside. Besides, my marksmanship is not very good either."

"Not even fists or kicks?"

“Very bad.”

Lin Beiqiu admitted frankly.

Zhang Yong then nodded.

Sure enough, they are all pitiful people just like me!

Obviously he is doing the most dangerous job, but his own combat effectiveness is quite weak.

If you fight alone, you can hardly defeat anyone.

It would be a lie to say it is not dangerous.

"I'll drink tea more often from now on."

"good."

"I'll go in and do some errands. Let's talk later."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Zhang Yong bid farewell to Lin Beiqiu and entered the concession.

It's good if you have acquaintances. Just walk in without hesitation. The entire action team, more than fifty people and more than a dozen vehicles, filed in one after another.

Go to Citibank.

I had long discovered that the marked white dot was Gu Xiaoru.

Great, she's here.

He misses her a little. His spokesperson at Citibank!

No matter where you are, it's easy to get things done if you have acquaintances.

Especially in this day and age.

Entering Citibank and seeing Gu Xiaoru, I was in a beautiful mood.

She was still wearing a well-tailored black suit and was sitting in the lobby as an assistant manager, silently looking at all the customers.

When she saw Zhang Yong coming in, her eyes suddenly lit up with unabashed surprise, then she stood up and walked over hurriedly.

"Why are you here?" She was obviously filled with joy and expectation.

"Come to see you!" Zhang Yong was also smiling, feeling very happy and relaxed at the same time.

Although Gu Xiaoru also has some little secrets, he can rest assured being by her side.

It's like being completely relaxed and not worrying about danger.

You can sleep like a baby.

He believed that she would not murder him.

Even if there is a little secret, it will not be detrimental to him.

"You must be here for business."

"It's official business. It's mainly savings. I've made some money recently."

"Caught many spies?"

"Absolutely. You can only get money if you catch spies!"

"Then let me help you handle it!"

"good."

Zhang Yong first took out four transfer vouchers.

They are all familiar with it. We did it last time. We already know what the regulations are.

"This is deposited into Song Ziyu's account."

"good."

Gu Xiaoru did it himself.

She also has Song Ziyu's account there.

Song Ziyu may not know her existence, but she knows Song Ziyu.

"This is Song Ziyu's phone number."

"Give me?"

"Yes. After the formalities are completed, you can call her directly."

"OK."

Gu Xiaoru's cheeks turned red quietly.

This was Zhang Yong asking her to get in touch with Song Ziyu. To connect and bond.

After all, she is the younger sister. She must have taken the initiative! She is also willing. She is very satisfied with her current life and does not want to change.

"this is for you."

Zhang Yong then took out other scattered dollars, pounds, banknotes and the like.

You can't put all your eggs in the same basket.

Put some for Song Ziyu, some for Yang Lichu, and some for Gu Xiaoru.

Then, Liao Panxi put some, Xiao Yafei...

Oh, she's not done yet.

In short, diversify your investments to avoid being monopolized by others.

"Give me?"

"Yes, all will be deposited into your account."

"OK."

Gu Xiaoru showed a satisfied smile.

After some cleaning, Zhang Yong's backpack was finally quite empty.

Alas, the capacity is still too small. It needs to be expanded.

When can the risk value be increased significantly?

"I'll go through the formalities first."

"OK."
To be continued...