"Don't move!"

"Don't move!"

Zhang Yong directed his men to separate the gamblers.

It is divided into five groups in total. This can effectively prevent chaos.

This is all from later generations.

Although he hasn't tried it himself, he has seen it on the Internet.

Then it was to scrape money and scrape away all the money. So, some people were happy and some were unhappy and internalized.

Those who lost are of course happy to see their money being scraped away. They feel that they are not losing.

Those who won didn’t dare to say anything. They could only lower their heads and remain silent.

Pack the money you have found in sacks.

"Walk!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Lead the team away quickly.

The main focus is on one, let the other party guess slowly.

When Peng Damo saw that something was wrong, he hurriedly followed Zhang Yong away.

He was actually worried about being beaten.

Others misunderstood that he brought Zhang Yong and others to search.

As a result, he ran away like this and followed Zhang Yong, making the identity of a Japanese invader's lackey even more reliable. Everyone else wanted to peel him off.

come out.

Zhang Yong suddenly saw a somewhat familiar figure.

He was a foreigner, drunk and staggeringly walking on the street. There were no one around him.

Zhang Yong took a look.

Huh?

It's Bob!

This guy is so drunk?

By the way, is it that bad for the directors of the Industrial Bureau? They are also directors after all!

Wave your hand and signal others to watch. Then walk over.

Just so happened that Bob looked up and saw Zhang Yong.

Then, his face suddenly turned red.

He pointed at Zhang Yong, his fingers shaking, and then shouted happily:

"Zhang! It's you! It's great to see you!"

"Do you want to get rich?"

Zhang Yong waved and sent a sack to the other side.

The sack contains the gambling money received from the casino just now. It is scattered and in a large number.

Bob's eyes suddenly lit up, as if the greedy demon dragon had seen the jewelry.

His drunkenness woke up unknowingly.

He knew Zhang Yong and also knew Zhang Yong's ability. However, a sack of money...

What is Zhang Yong going to do?

"Zhang, where did you get it?"

"Let's sit down and talk."

"well!"

Bob said happily.

Just in time, there is a vacant house nearby.

Zhang Yong was familiar with the situation and took someone to unlock the lock, then sat down as his own home.

This house seems to be Du Yuesheng's property? It seems to be. However, it may also be Huang Jinrong's. It may be confused. But it is definitely not an ordinary person.

Sure enough, the decoration and furnishings in this house are also quite high-quality.

Bob looked around in confusion, "Zhang, is this your own house?"

"Mr. Bob, you're drunk too much today." Zhang Yong did not answer, but asked directly, "I've never seen you like this."

"Zhang, I'm very depressed..." Bob sat down, shrugged, spread his hands, and was depressed.

“Is it because of salary issues?”

"Of course. My salary has been reduced by 90%..."

"so much?"

"I used to be in Kailuan Coal Mine, and I had a fixed salary of fifty pounds every week and some floating ones. But here, I only had five pounds a week. I don't have any other extra money yet."

"I think you must be in the wrong team."

"What's the meaning?"

"Now, you British people, are Chamberlain the prime minister?"

"No. It's Baldwin."

"Baldwin? That's what I remember wrong."

Zhang Yong frowned.

Damn, hasn't Chamberlain come on stage yet?

So, when did the so-called appeasement policy begin?

Who is Baldwin? Nothing is impressed.

“Ah…”

"The current king of your British Empire is..."

"It is our respected Majesty Edward VIII."

"Oh, the King's speech..."

"What?"

Bob looked at Zhang Yong in confusion.

I feel like Zhang Yong is a little weird. I don’t know what he is talking about.

I actually knew Chamberlain, but I didn't know that Baldwin, Baldwin, was the Prime Minister. Chamberlain was the Speaker of the House of Lords...

"Mr. Bob, do you believe me?"

"Don't believe it."

"Well……"

Zhang Yong was speechless.

Damn British, very straight-minded.

You don't play by the rules! I can't even tell the story of the Book of Changes...

"But you can say it."

"Mr. Bob, if you are willing to accept my advice, I promise you can make a fortune and get a promotion and a salary increase..."

"Zhang, I like to listen to your words."

"I have an inference. The next prime minister of your British Empire will be Chamberlain."

"uncertain."

"I hope you can express your support for Chamberlain in advance and gain the upper hand."

"Did you mean to make me a part of Chamberlain's campaign?"

"Maybe. You have to show yourself very prominently."

"But, in the far east, it seems useless. The Speaker of the House of Lords cannot see this at all."

"It doesn't matter if he sees it or not. It's enough for others to see it. As long as Chamberlain's campaign succeeds, others will naturally regard you as the Prime Minister's close partner."

"Maybe. But what if Chamberlain lost the campaign?"

"I'll give you ten thousand pounds."
To be continued...