Attracting foreign investment is actually difficult.
Going through formal channels will definitely not work. No one will come.
Capitalists all want to make money.
At present, in China, it is almost impossible to make money by engaging in industry.
Only compradors make a lot of money.
Therefore, we can only go astray. And we have to do it under the proper name.
You can't touch the big comprador's cake yet.
It's okay to move small ones.
It just so happens that Lawrence is a very suitable candidate.
He has resources.
He is not taking the right path.
How can we not seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?
"I'm dying……"
Lawrence was as angry as a gossamer.
Zhang Yong stood by and turned a blind eye.
This matter is very important and must be finalized today.
Thoughts turn electrically.
Thinking about how to control Lawrence.
How to squeeze all the value out of this guy.
Evil people will be punished by evil people.
Lawrence is a villain, and so is Zhang Yong. Just the right combination.
Zhang Yong: "Suggest a plan."
Lawrence: "You asked me to tell you?"
"Yes. You said. As long as your plan satisfies me, I will send you to the hospital."
"I'm going to die soon..."
"I don't care. I just want a plan. Without a plan, it's not good for me. Why should I save you?"
"you……"
Lawrence was defeated.
I was extremely sad for a moment.
What a pity, he was once the most ferocious gangster in the western part of the beautiful country!
He, Lawrence, was very proficient in such things as cheating and stealing. He had to do one or two things almost every day, such as robbing houses and stealing goods.
He believed that there were not many people in this world more cruel than him. Until he met Zhang Yong.
I can't believe it. A gentle young man, fair and clean, looks harmless on the surface. Why is he biting him and not letting go?
He is really going to die...
But Zhang Yong was indifferent. He really exaggerated the word "profit" vividly.
If you die as the main player, you will die. Since I can't get any benefits, then you should die as soon as possible.
No sympathy.
He was also convinced.
"I need to communicate with the other side. I need to send a telegram."
"That's your business."
"I'm going to die soon. How do I communicate? How do I send a telegram?"
"This is your business."
"You should at least take me to the hospital..."
"It's not my business?"
"puff!"
Lawrence vomited blood.
real.
Bastard! He really wants to curse.
But I know it’s useless to curse, because now the initiative is in Zhang Yong’s hands.
have no choice……
Suddenly I remembered an old Chinese saying - a phoenix that sheds its hair is not as good as a chicken.
well……
"You need to clear your identity."
"snort!"
"We can help you."
"snort!"
"We are resisting Japanese aggression. We need assistance. So, if you can smuggle some of the production tools to China to help us produce weapons and ammunition, we will remember your contribution. On China's territory,
We can ensure your safety and prevent you from being captured by the FBI as much as possible."
"You are a great speaker."
"And, within the next ten years, I guarantee that your criminal record in the beautiful country will be eliminated."
"impossible."
"I'm serious. Ten years. You can remember this time. If you can't do it, I, Zhang Yong, am willing to apologize to you."
"you swear."
"Okay. I, Zhang Yong, swear to God. In the next ten years, I will definitely find a way to eliminate Lawrence's criminal record in the beautiful country so that he can appear in public. If I can't do it, I, Zhang Yong, will give birth to a child without an asshole.
Cutting off descendants..."
"That……"
Lawrence finally believed it.
He felt that the Chinese people's oath still had a disciplinary effect.
In this case...
"Within this month, I can start shipping all the lathes in the ammunition factory. I happen to have a backup. Although it is old, it can still be used. There is also a batch of raw materials for producing bullets. It can produce about five million rounds of bullets. As long as
Once it arrives smoothly and is assembled, Springfield rifle bullets can be produced. Is this okay?"
"make a deal."
Zhang Yong's face immediately became happy.
You see, if you had said this earlier, it would have been much easier for us. Cooperation must be based on sincerity.
A lathe in an ammunition factory is really nothing to this beautiful country.
During World War II, in less than four years, the United States produced a full 48 billion rounds of ammunition. It was almost equal to the total of other countries combined.
Not counting cannonballs or anything like that. If you count cannonballs, it would be even more terrifying.
The original arsenals were switched to the production of heavy weapons. Bullets were produced by ordinary small workshops.
In other words, many small workshops in the beautiful country are actually capable of producing bullets. It is just because of legal and market restrictions that they have not been put into production.
However, these restrictions and rules do not exist in China.
Just think of it as a black factory.
The output won't be very large anyway. No one should notice.
Even if someone notices, it doesn't matter. There are no royalties on bullets. There are no threshold restrictions.
There is only a cost limit.
If the cost of producing bullets for other factories is too high, they will be unable to seize the market and will lose money.
But in China, as long as there are bullets, cost is not an issue.
The only flaw is that the lathes are all ready-made and cannot change the caliber. They can only produce 62*63mm bullets.
The national army generally uses 92*57mm Mauser rifle ammunition.
The two are not compatible and must be equipped separately.
At that time, one or two infantry divisions may need to be specially equipped with Springfield rifles...
"ten years……"
"You have to believe me. Ten years from now, I guarantee that you will be successfully cleared."
Zhang Yong is full of confidence.
This is not bragging. Nor is it condoning crime.
After the Pearl Harbor incident broke out, there was indeed a semi-amnesty bill that was not made public in the United States.
All criminals who have exceeded a certain prosecution period will be removed from the internal pursuit list after paying a certain amount of "war donations". The relevant departments will give up the pursuit. They can appear like normal people.
It's not that you are not guilty. It's that I won't pursue you anymore. I won't arrest you when I see you.
Of course, being too high-profile is not enough. If you go to provoke the relevant departments by yourself, you are asking for your own death. Basically, as long as you don't commit any more crimes, you will not be hunted down again until you die. Then the case will be closed completely.
Speaking of which, it was also caused by the war.
When the war began, the Japanese came with a fierce force, and the Americans did not dare to neglect them.
Of course we have to do our best to deal with it.
Pardoning criminals who have exceeded a certain period of prosecution and asking them to donate money to support the military is also to go all out to win the war.
In the face of war, a few criminals mean nothing. Naturally, no one pays attention.
Many people were pardoned through relevant secret laws.
"I hope..."
"We're going to the hospital now."
Zhang Yong is in a good mood.
After all, it feels like I have done something meaningful for the country.
Although I am a humble little person, if I can really build an ammunition factory, it will be considered a small achievement.
Going from 0 to 1 is the most difficult. As long as the ammunition factory is established, it is equivalent to having 1. Then you can continue to 2, 3, 4...
Send Lawrence to Tzu Chi Hospital.
Of course he was using a fake identity.
It would be extremely easy for the Fuxing Society Secret Service to create several false identities.
With the fake identity covered, whether it is Godric or Rodhart, there is no way to find Lawrence.
Unfortunately, Liu Xi was not seen at Tzu Chi Hospital.
After a little digging, I learned that Liu Xi had resigned.
well……
Pity……
Perhaps, there will never be a chance to meet again.
Alas, she is a Japanese female spy after all! Even though she is from the Navy, she is still a female spy...
After professional treatment at the hospital, Lawrence's spirits were much better.
Zhang Yong then started chatting with the other party.
Speaking of his men in Texas, Lawrence was obviously a little worried.
After all, he has not appeared for four years. Maybe someone under his command will have dissatisfaction and want to replace him.
"Send their sons and daughters to Yale and Harvard!"
"What?"
"I said, you can send some of your children to study at Yale or Harvard."
"Why?"
"In this way, they will cherish everything in front of them more and will not take risks easily. They will not betray you easily, so as not to involve everything in the past and then all their efforts will be wasted."
"But……"
"I've seen it in the newspaper. To get into Yale or Harvard, you only need to donate $100,000."
"them……"
"Integrating into the circles of Yale and Harvard can help you clear your name better."
"All right!"
Lawrence was moved.
At this moment, what I hope most is to clear my name.
Otherwise, he has so much wealth, but he dare not use it and can only watch others enjoy it.
What does this feel like?
Anyway, he couldn't stand this feeling more and more.
He was eager to return home.
However, he knew very well that once he returned, he would be arrested immediately.
At the same time, the opponents he offended before will also kill him. They are more terrifying than the official people.
"So, you need my protection."
"I'll help you deal with the FBI and private investigators. I'll also help you deal with unofficial pursuits."
"Mr. Lawrence, you should believe that no one in this world wants you to live more than me. Because we need your help."
Zhang Yong made two promises.
If you want to continuously transport lathes from the beautiful country, you must ensure that Lawrence is alive.
This is the premise.
There is no escape.
If it were in a beautiful country, Zhang Yong would not be enough to watch. He might die as soon as he appears.
However, here, in China, he has the ability to protect himself.
If you can't do the light thing, you can't use the dark thing.
What's legal is not good, what's illegal is coming.
Many things did not require him, Zhang Yong, to come forward in person.
The Shanghai beach is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, with three religions and nine currents, and five hundred oceans, enough to kill a person...
Stop it!
Stop it!
Maybe things are not that bad after all?
The FBI can also cooperate! Not to mention private investigators. The same goes for those who are chasing Lawrence.
As long as there are enough interests, we can sit down and talk.
After all, he Zhang Yong knows the development trend of the beautiful country in the next few decades, who would have trouble with money?
As long as you are willing to cooperate with me, Zhang Yong, I can show you the bright road in the next few decades and ensure that each of you can live a rich life...
Lawrence thought about it and felt that it was indeed the case.
From the perspective of aid, Zhang Yong really didn't want him to die like this.
His safety is indeed guaranteed.
then……
He readily provided the radio station's contact information and drafted a telegram himself.
Zhang Yong then arranged for someone to bring the radio station and let Lawrence send the telegram himself. Lawrence knew how to send the telegram himself. He was quite skillful. After the telegram was sent, Zhang Yong took the radio station away. The radio stations were all captured by Tan Agency. There were three in total.
.Zhang Yong is not going to hand it over. He keeps it for his own use.
The treatment was almost done. He left someone to guard him at the Tzu Chi Hospital, and then returned to the Madier Hotel.
It seems that calls from Mrs. Lin and Zhu Yuan have not been returned.
At the front desk of the hotel, Zhang Yong did not see Avro, only Yurkina.
This Belarusian girl is also very beautiful, but rather aloof. Moreover, Zhang Yong believes that she should be very good at fighting.
Maybe, behind the darkness, she is a fatal killer.
"Mr. Zhang, I have your message."
"Thanks."
Zhang Yong brought it over.
I found it was an envelope. It was signed with the word "Lin". Mrs. Lin?
Open it and take out the letter paper inside.
Well……
The characters seem to be ghost drawings.
Well, this Mrs. Lin is not pretending. She should have written it herself.
It’s just that the content is a bit weird——
Please go to Building Materials Street and have a look...
frown.
Confuse?
Go to Building Materials Street?
What happened to Building Materials Street?
Building Materials Street should actually be called Jixiang Road, but Zhang Yong had no impression of it.
There seem to be a lot of warehouses over there...
At this time, of course, I went back to Shanghai Station to ask. So I took the team back to Shanghai Station and took a rest.
The biggest trouble at the 026 Logistics Base is that the information is not well-informed. The collection of information is definitely not as good as that of the Secret Service.
Zhang Yong came to Jia Tengying personally and asked about the Building Materials Street.
Jia Tengying was confused: "Building Materials Street? Nothing big happened? I'll send someone to check it out."
So we sent someone to investigate.
As a result, before leaving the house, Chen Gongshu came in.
He happens to know about Building Materials Street.
"It was said that there was a fire on Building Materials Street last night. A row of warehouses was burned down. The report said that the damage was heavy."
"Burn down the warehouse?"
"Yes. That's what the police report said."
"Then it'll be fine."
Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.
The fire must have nothing to do with the Fuxing Society Secret Service.
Mrs. Lin didn't know what she was doing again.
"Ring ring ring..."
"Ring ring ring..."
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Chen Gongshu went to answer the phone. Then he turned around and looked at Zhang Yong.
Zhang Yong:???
See what I do?
I just came.
Isn't it possible that the phone call over there caught me before my butt is still hot? Is it a life-threatening call?
result……
"Shaolong, Station Commander Li from the headquarters, please answer the phone."
"oh?"
Zhang Yong was a little surprised, it was Li Boqi calling?
Can he get out of bed now?
Oh, even if I don’t get out of bed.
Zhang Yong came to Shanghai and left Jinling alone.
He is the only one who will continue to be in charge of the Chicken Goose Lane headquarters. He should be able to make and receive phone calls.
Damn, it’s really a life-threatening call...
past.
Take the phone.
"Team leader..."
"The warehouse on Building Materials Street has been burned down. You go and investigate."
"What does the fire have to do with us?"
"Go and investigate. This is an order. Go immediately."
"yes."
Zhang Yong hurriedly agreed.
Li Boqi's words leave no room for negotiation.
Others have said it. This is an order. Orders are only for execution.
But it's very strange. What does the fire have to do with the Fuxing Society Secret Service? Or is it appointed to investigate by myself? It's really strange...
Put down the phone.
Return to Jia Tengying again.
Gotta ask.
I always feel like something is wrong.
"Webmaster, when is the general settlement time?"
"You said the fire in the warehouse on Building Materials Street might be related to the deficit in the accounts?"
"The great sage who settles accounts!"
"flat……"
Jia Tengying was at a loss for a moment, and then she came to her senses.
Oh, Zhang Yong is talking about Monkey King!
Huh? The Great Sage of Balance? This title is a bit interesting.
What did Sun Wukong do? He was called the Great Sage of Balance...
Oh, havoc in heaven...
After a lot of torture, everyone can take a good look at their bills...
"Shouldn't there be no inventory in the middle of the year?"
"It should be the end of the year!"
"Then it's not because of the accounting issue?"
"this……"
Jia Tengying couldn't judge.
Zhang Yong then led a team to set off to the scene for on-the-spot inspection.
I felt secretly resentful on the road. There are only nine inspectors of my dignified Military and Political Committee in the country. How many warehouse fires should I investigate?
joke……
Don't I want to lose face?
I came to the scene angrily and found an acquaintance there.
I had met him before. He should be from the Song family, but I didn’t know his name, so I nodded towards him.
The man immediately ran towards Zhang Yong. He looked very familiar.
"Commissioner Zhang, you are finally here."
"Who are you……"
"My name is Song Shouyuan."
"There was a fire in the warehouse. Did it burn something..."
"No."
"No?"
"The warehouse is empty. We set the fire ourselves. What was burned were dry wood and sundries. We stacked it ourselves."
"ah?"
"Commissioner Zhang, this is the list..."
"What?"
"The warehouse is empty. Nothing has been burned. However, Commissioner Zhang is asked to report to the superiors that all the materials on the list have been burned..."
"Well……"
For a moment, Zhang Yong was suffocated.
A series of ridiculous thoughts flashed through my mind. I was confused and in a trance.
It took him a while before he gradually understood.
Damn, I have to be a gun again...
"Also, tonight, we are going to set fire to the Sihang Warehouse, and I would like to ask you, the commissioner, to report it..."