Xie Jinyuan never expected to understand that such a big thing had happened, and the guy in front of him was just borrowing the phone indifferently.
"Hello, hello, this is Sihang Warehouse. Please pick up the British Consulate and give Ambassador Benson a message to say that you have received the gift and thank him for his kindness."
After saying that, Xie Jinyuan watched Zhang Sixing put the phone on, and asked in surprise,
"Mr. Zhang, what are you..."
Looking at Xie Jinyuan's appearance, Zhang Sixing felt funny.
The Chinese at this time were too honest. For example, they could not understand the Europeans. To put it bluntly, Europe liked to fight, and they also admired those who defeated them.
For example, the Allies' admiration for Rommel, the Desert Fox, and the Germans' admiration for Patton.
In addition, the Japanese have persisted in their strong-armism that they have adhered to for hundreds of thousands of years. To put it bluntly, they will treat whoever is forced as a dog.
Therefore, internationally, China has always maintained the appearance of a good old man, which is precisely the basic reason for attracting foreign ghosts.
But Zhang Sixing is not like this. He has many years of experience in living in Europe and knows Europeans very well.
The ringing sound of "Dingling bell" shocked Xie Jinyuan. He never expected that the British Consul would call Zhang Sixing back in the middle of the night.
"Hey, Mr. Benson, I received your gift, but I'm not very satisfied. You only sent about thirty rifles, the bullet caliber is not right, and there is no heavy machine gun. To be honest, I am not big on this gift.
satisfy."
Listening to Zhang Sixing's brazen talk to the British consul, he showed no respect for foreign officials. Instead, it was as if a tycoon was scolding the doorman because he didn't think he was delivering newspapers on time.
What about the British consul?
I would reprimand Zhang Sixing, but he is a polite person, even if he cheats others, he always smiles and is elegant.
We will accuse Zhang Sixing to the National and Civil Government.
No, this guy is German, and people say that foreigners have an easier time doing things in China.
"Ahem"
Consul Benson on the other end of the phone coughed and then said,
"Mr. Zhang... this matter... this matter..."
But Zhang Sixing interrupted him rudely,
"Mr. Benson, I'm considering whether you could send me some tens or hundreds of thousands of rounds of ammunition and some heavy machine guns. However, I'm not used to British goods. I believe you can find a Min-24 heavy machine gun."
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"This...Mr. Zhang, if we do it, the Japanese will know about it, which will make the current situation more complicated."
Listening to Consul Benson talking and eating on the opposite side, making uncomfortable sounds like sitting on the toilet when he is constipated, Xie Jinyuan could feel his embarrassment through the phone.
"Haha, whether it's complicated or not has nothing to do with me."
Zhang Sixing, holding a cigarette in his mouth, smiled as heartlessly as a profiteer.
"Don't worry about this and that. Please be happy to deliver it as soon as possible. If you have a gift, you can say anything. If you don't have a gift, I will let the Japanese prisoners go. I believe they will report what happened in Sihang Warehouse."
"No, Mr. Zhang, please don't..."
When he heard that Zhang Sixing wanted to release the Japanese prisoners, Consul Benson's voice was as sharp and sharp as a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"Okay, Mr. Zhang, I hope this is your last condition..."
Breathing out a big smoke ring, Zhang Sixing acted like the most evil loan shark businessman and refused to give up.
"Ah, Mr. Benson, what if I go on the radio tomorrow to thank the Chinese government for its humanitarian care for our Sihang Warehouse defenders?"
"No"
The decisive voice on the other end of the phone finally made Xie Jinyuan understand why the British consul was talking to Zhang Sixing like this.
"Look, Mr. Benson, I'm thinking about you. I think you should act quickly. I'm worried that it will be dawn soon. If that happens, I'm afraid a few Japanese prisoners will escape.
"
If it is really broadcast by Zhang Sixing, thank the British government for sending reinforcements, or really release the two prisoners of war and let them go back and tell the Japanese that the British sent reinforcements to the Sixing Warehouse.
Needless to say, the Japanese army will immediately launch an attack on the offending public concession.
And if the public concession is lost, the British government will offend more people.
Bad, this guy is really bad.
He is indeed a bank robber who has been rampant in Europe. When he blackmails people, it can be said that the thief bites him to the bone.
"Mr. Zhang, do you think this is a good idea? I will ask someone to prepare the things you just mentioned immediately and will try to deliver them to you at any time. Our people, please see..."
"Well, this suggestion is interesting, but we are short of manpower here. Don't worry, I won't let them fight, but they can still do things like sending ammunition and filling sandbags."
After saying that, he winked at Xie Jinyuan and said,
"Let's do this. When Captain Xie and the others retreat, I want them to take your people back to you."
After saying that, he ignored the British consul's plea on the other end of the phone. Zhang Sixing clicked the phone and then gave Xie Jinyuan a military salute.
"Thank you, Commander Xie. If you have nothing else to do, take a nap. I guess we may face a bigger attack tomorrow."
Looking at Zhang Sixing's leaving figure, Xie Jinyuan shook his head, with an unconcealable smile on his lips.
However, this lion opened his mouth and blackmailed the British consul severely, which still made him feel that he had greatly increased the prestige of the Chinese people.
"How can I feel that a guy like this who is used to messing around can be a good diplomat?"
No matter what Xie Jinyuan thought, after dealing with the negotiation with the British consul, Zhang Sixing had time to face Lieutenant Colonel Marcus and Second Lieutenant Morrison.
"Your Majesty Second Lieutenant, what a pity. I just had a phone call with the Chinese consul, but he said that you are under the control of the 6th Brigade and he has no control over your affairs."
Suddenly his eyes widened, Morrison shouted,
"This, this is impossible. The order I received was a request for assistance from the consulate."
But at this point, the fat Morrison could see from Zhang Sixing's playful smile that he had been fooled by this bad guy.
"Mr. Zhang, you see, I'm just following orders, you can't..."
"What can't be done? We can't shoot you, we can't force you to fight the Japanese, we can't arrest and imprison you..."
The smile on the smiling Zhang Sixing's face gradually condensed, as if he had been blown by a cold wind.
"My lovely Lieutenant Morrison, you have forgotten that I am a bank robber running rampant in Europe. When I robbed a bank in London, I injured more than a hundred British policemen."
"Oh, my God, I remember, I remember that, it was all over the front page of The Times. It was you, God..."
At this point, Second Lieutenant Morrison suddenly turned to Lieutenant Colonel Marcus and shouted,
"I have said that Mr. Zhang is a hero. You are a greedy, cowardly, shameless guy who encourages our consul for the bounties from various countries. You... you are the devil, you are the devil who dares to tempt people..."