I don't know what to say.

No wonder Gu Xiaoru said that he is the best at plundering and making money.

The reason why he desperately tried to catch Japanese spies was because he could make money by catching Japanese spies. The amount of money he made was unclear.

Now it seems that it is definitely true.

This guy really made an incredible amount of money by catching Japanese spies.

well……

Unfortunately, it seems that his intelligence was not used in the right way.

Of course, she wasn't prepared to say anything.

She knows that people like Zhang Yong cannot listen to your preaching. The more you preach, the more he will do the opposite. The rebellious psychology is very serious.

Only by subtle influence, only by slowly guiding him to the right path.

If the three sisters could use their beauty and patience to slowly guide him over, it would be completely worth it.

Zhang Yong sat down and was in a good mood.

Soon after, a beautiful woman appeared. She must be the boss's wife.

He raised his head and looked at each other with relish.

She is indeed beautiful. She is also dressed just right. Show what needs to be shown and hide what needs to be hidden. It highlights a professionalism.

The people most likely to lose control are probably young men like him.

Full of blood and energy.

How can one resist the temptation of beautiful women?

Fortunately, Mei Lu is nearby and can help him put out the fire.

She walked up to Zhang Yong and said, "Who did I think the distinguished guest was? It turned out to be Zhang Shaolong and Captain Zhang."

"What do you call the beautiful boss?" Zhang Yong said calmly.

"Just call me Wang Yuanyuan."

"Boss Wang!"

Zhang Yong nodded.

This must be her pseudonym.

It seems like she has multiple identities.

In fact, she may also have white gloves herself. The power behind it is the hidden focus.

These days, those who engage in intelligence are not ordinary people.

"I'm looking for someone. The Englishman Dickens. His whereabouts are currently unknown."

"five hundred."

"make a deal!"

Zhang Yong took out the banknote.

Wang Manyuan smiled and shook her head, indicating that it was not a bank note.

"Oh, sorry!"

Zhang Yong immediately woke up.

To do this, you only need pounds, dollars, or gold bars.

Even Da Yang doesn’t want it. It’s also very cowhide.

However, a piece of information costs five hundred dollars, so why don't you take it so seriously?

Sister, these are US dollars!

Five hundred dollars can buy a car in this beautiful country!

I just wanted to inquire about the whereabouts of Dickens. It actually cost five hundred dollars. I thought, you might as well grab it.

He handed the other party five hundred dollars angrily.

Wang Yuanyuan took it and said with a smile: "This Dickens is a technician at Kailuan Coal Mine, his father is a British parliamentarian, and his uncle is an executive of the East India Company..."

"I just want to know where he is now." Zhang Yong asked angrily.

"I don't know the specific location. But I am sure that he is in the hands of the Japanese. He has been in the hands of the Japanese for half a month."

"Why did the Japanese arrest him?"

"The reason is simple. He has endangered the interests of the Japanese people."

"What benefit?"

"He is so courageous. He actually wants to transport a batch of arms to Tianjin Wei."

"Isn't he a technician from Kailuan Coal Mine?"

"Yes. But if you buy and sell arms part-time, what's the problem?"

"The Japanese also seized his arms?"

"certainly!"

"No wonder..."

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

This Dickens actually dared to get involved in the arms business. No wonder the Japanese hate him.

Now the Japanese are trying their best to conquer Tianjin, which is to cut off all foreign aid of the 29th Army. The 29th Army will have to succumb to the pressure of the Japanese army and then compromise.

If you, the British, are allowed to transport arms to arm the 29th Army, is that okay?

Once the 29th Army has strong foreign aid, it will definitely not surrender. In fact, this is a fight with the British.

"How much munitions did Dickens bring?"

"I don't know. But it's a lot."

"Where is he now?"

"I don't know. You can ask He Zhiyinger. Dickens is in the hands of Hezhi Yingji."

"that's all?"

"Five hundred dollars, a steal."

"I……"

Zhang Yong held it back.

Damn, it feels so bad to be fooled.

Mudd, this little information is worth five hundred dollars? I can't stand it.

How much content is there?

One word is worth almost $10!

What a loss!

What a loss!

If I had known that information trading was so valuable, I would have participated.

If I sold the information about the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor to the Americans, how much would it be worth? Five million U.S. dollars? Fifty million? Haha...

And Germany raided the Soviet Union...

"Goodbye!"

"Goodbye!"

Wang Manyuan stood up and walked away.

Zhang Yong looked at her graceful back and secretly envied her. I wonder whose beloved this woman is?

so envious……

Big men can really do whatever they want. They have countless beauties.

It took a lot of effort to bring my thoughts back. Alas, let's get down to business. A small person like you shouldn't take other people's ideas seriously.

Can't bear it.

The only people I can tolerate are spies.

And Chitakaji...

And Chitakaji...

It’s a bit difficult to deal with!
To be continued...