Sending Chen Jiaju over was just a matter of words. It was not important. What was important was...
"Aqiang, come to my place. I have something to ask you." Wang Yaozu picked up the phone and called Zhang Ziqiang.
Half an hour later, Cheung Tse-keung, dressed in a slutty look, appeared under the West Kowloon Regional Office Building.
The King of Thieves of the Century appeared majestically in the police station office building, which immediately attracted the attention of many people. It is indeed unprecedented for a thief to reach this level.
"Brother Yao, what's going on?" Zhang Ziqiang stepped in as he pushed open the door of Wang Yaozu's office.
"Damn it, you..." Looking at this guy's slutty look, Wang Yaozu wanted to slap him, "What have you been busy with recently?"
"I'm busy doing charity!" Zhang Ziqiang walked to the edge of the sofa and sat down, shook his hair, and said with a "reserved" look: "Brother Yao is not so busy, right? I am now a 'charity ambassador', and you can't do this
have no idea."
"彳亍口巴..." Wang Yaozu sighed, what else could he say? He had heard about this. This guy donated more than 300 hope primary schools within one year after returning to China. He is indeed worthy of being a charity ambassador.
Said.
"Within three years, I will complete the donation and construction of one thousand hope primary schools." Zhang Ziqiang crossed his legs and raised a finger to shake it.
At this point in time in the 1990s, it was indeed number one in the country. Regardless of where the money came from, at least they had made a contribution.
In terms of leaving his name in Qingshi, this guy has indeed taken a solid step.
"Do you still have money?" Wang Yaozu asked with concern.
"It's okay, it's enough for the time being." Zhang Ziqiang said with a smile. The school project is not just a simple construction project and then it is completed. Since he wants to do it, he must do it well and he will continue to invest in the future.
Wang Yaozu lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly said: "I asked you to come here to tell you that I am going to visit the United States and I will not be back for a while."
Zhang Ziqiang:???
If you go to America, go to America. Why are you telling me this?
"I'm not on Hong Kong Island, so I naturally don't care about some things." Wang Yaozu raised his eyebrows.
Zhang Ziqiang: Wait, what do you mean...
Wang Yaozu nodded.
Zhang Ziqiang pursed his lips and shook his head: It’s not good to keep doing it on Hong Kong Island.
Wang Yaozu waved, Zhang Ziqiang came over and saw a map on the table.
"This is?"
“Malaysia, Johor Bahru.”
Zhang Ziqiang:???
"You know, I'm a little short of money." Wang Yaozu sighed.
"You took out a loan of 10 billion, and you're still short of money." Zhang Ziqiang looked surprised.
"Just because of the loan, this proves that I am short of money. Do you think I have taken out a loan before?" Wang Yaozu spread his hands.
What you said makes sense, but I couldn't refute it. Zhang Ziqiang rolled his eyes, "So?"
“Bank Negara Malaysia is a non-profit bank whose main function is to issue currency and maintain reserves to maintain the value of currency. It has branches in Kuala Lumpur, Penang, Johor Bahru, Kuching, Kota Kinabalu and Kuala Lumpur.
"Wang Yaozu said softly: "Especially Xinshan, facing Majiapo across the sea, so you understand."
"You're going to rob a bank?" Zhang Ziqiang looked surprised.
"What are you talking about? I'm a policeman. How could I do such illegal things?" Wang Yaozu said with a look of justice on his face, "It was you who went to rob the bank."
Zhang Ziqiang:???
And then you robbed me again, right?
"You can just be a human being!" Zhang Ziqiang sighed.
"This is a chance for you, okay? I've prepared all the information." Wang Yaozu looked sideways at Zhang Ziqiang.
"So?" Zhang Ziqiang raised his eyebrows.
"I'll help you gather the team and the equipment. Once it's done, I'll arrange for submarines to pick it up along the sea and land routes."
"You've already done it, why do you want me to do it?" Zhang Ziqiang looked curious, you are so kind, why do you still want to give me a share?
Wang Yaozu has no choice. Compared with robbing... this professional skill of robbing the rich and giving to the poor, apart from himself, Zhang Ziqiang is the most professional. No matter how good the plan is, it doesn't matter. There must be a professional who can adapt to changes. He himself
It was inconvenient, so I had to let this guy go.
Of course, you can't say this, "If I hadn't thought that you might not have the money to do charity, and such a good thing could happen to you, I would be doing my best for charity and give you 30%."
He looked Wang Yaozu up and down and thought about it carefully. Although this guy is always burning bridges and cheating, he is still good to his own people. After thinking about it, Zhang Ziqiang nodded and said, "What should I do?"
"You go to Malaysia, there will be someone there to pick you up, and we will contact you for the rest."
"Ojbk!" Zhang Ziqiang stood up and curled his lips, ┗(▔√▔)┛, "This, I am the professional, just look at it!"
After that, he turned around and walked away gracefully!
Damn, you bitch!
Wang Yaozu rolled his eyes.
…
On one side, Wang Yaozu took care of Zhang Ziqiang. On the other side, Chen Jiaju accepted the task directly issued by his superiors with a confused look on his face. Although he has not returned yet, this small request from the opposite government must still be met.
In fact, he didn't even know that he was just a front. After all, if you want to deceive others, you must first deceive yourself. People...
…
At the airport, watching the plane carrying Chen Jiaju take off, Wang Yaozu smiled and said, "Okay, let's go. As a businessman who has invested so much money in San Francisco, it is natural for me to go and investigate the market."
"A must!" Abu chuckled.
The "terrorists" who had been idle for a long time were excited at the thought of being able to go to Laomei and have fun again.
…
When I got off the plane, I saw a black guy walking towards me.
"Do you speak English?"
"My name is Carter, do you understand me?"
Chen Jiaju smiled and said nothing.
"Damn it!" Carter cursed fiercely.
An hour later...
Carter pointed the gun at the taxi and shouted: "Get out of the car, right now, I'm telling you not to run around, wherever you want to go!"
"What the hell are you doing!" the old blond driver yelled.
"Don't mind your own business!" Carter turned his head and shouted.
In such a blink of an eye, Chen Jiaju snatched Carter's gun and pointed it at the opponent's head.
"Hey, man, calm down, I just want to know where you are going." Carter quickly squeezed out a smile.
"Damn, what's going on?" The old man got out of the car.
"It's okay!" Chen Jiaju quickly turned around to comfort him. When he turned around again, Carter took out a gun again, and the two of them pointed at each other.
"Put the gun down, I'm not joking!"
"Don't move!" The old man pointed the gun at the two of them with an angry look on his face, "Put the gun down."
"I'm from the FBI, look." The two put down their guns, and Carter quickly took out his police badge.
"I am also a policeman, and I am teaching him how to grab a gun." Chen Jiaju also said immediately.
Carter black question mark face.jpg
"How the hell do you speak English?"
"I never said I wouldn't say it."
"Then why didn't you speak before."
"What does not speaking have to do with whether you can speak English?"
"Damn it!" Carter was so angry that he felt that he had been tricked by this damn kung fu boy in front of him.
…
While Chen Jiaju was battling wits and courage with others, Wang Yaozu landed at the San Francisco Airport in the Sky Palace, then boarded a small charter plane and landed in the suburbs of Los Angeles within an hour.
When they arrived at the mansion they bought in Beverly Hills last time and asked Abu Lijie and the others to settle in, Wang Yaozu lay on the big bed and picked up the satellite phone and dialed the phone number left in China. On the other side, the consulate directly connected to the domestic confidential information.
The phone rang immediately.
"Sorry, I have to take a call." After Chief Han nodded with several FBI people, he entered a sealed, specially-built confidential room and answered the phone.
"I'm Wang Yaozu, probably Chief Han. I'm in Los Angeles." Wang Yaozu said in a deep voice.
"It's me. Thank you very much. Could you please make a trip?" He was informed by people in China. Even in the United States, he had heard about Wang Yaozu, a savior-like figure who was all-powerful in Southeast Asia. He couldn't help but be excited.
"It doesn't matter, time is limited. Let's make a long story short. I'm here as a covert supporter. On the cover, I'm Officer Chan Ka Kui from the Hong Kong Island Police Force. He doesn't know my existence, so..."
"I understand." Chief Han responded immediately.
"Okay, then tell me about the situation that day. Please be careful and don't overlook any details."
"Okay, that was yesterday morning..." Chief Han began to talk about what happened that day word by word.
"You said you wanted to send Xiurong away, but by chance a call came from China?"
"Yes."
"Then after you answered the phone, there was no response?"
"Yes." After hesitating, Chief Han asked, "Is there any question?"
"Does everyone know this phone number?" His intuition told him that there was something wrong with this phone number. It was this phone number that separated Chief Han and Xiurong. Without this phone number, the two would have been kidnapped together.
Kidnapping a country's consul abroad, haha... he's going to blow it up.
"No, there are very few people who deal with the embassy, and this is not a public call. Public calls are answered by dedicated personnel, and I do not need to answer it personally." Chief Han explained.
Then he asked some other things, such as the people he had been in contact with recently, and whether he had received any other strange phone calls. The first exchange was considered over. Finally, Wang Yaozu said: "I will arrange for someone to do it later."
I want to give you something, a miniature communicator that is unique to our company, so that we can communicate more easily."
"Okay, I will check it carefully." Chief Han thanked him again before hanging up the phone, "Sorry to trouble you, Mr. Wang."
After all, he is a rich man worth tens of billions. He does not think that he can easily ask others to help him investigate the case. You must know that investigating cases in the United States requires risking lives.
"It's okay. Chinese people abroad have to help each other." Wang Yaozu said casually and hung up the phone, and then made another call back home.