"Very much?"

"No more. When he left, he saw Meng Chaowei coming. I really don't know what happened next."

"Okay. I'll go!"

Zhang Yong waved his leg and asked the thin monkey to leave.

Make an appointment with him. If he has any information, he can come to you or call him.

As a team leader, he now also has a small room as an office. There is also a telephone. It is very old and requires dialing. For incoming and outgoing calls, the switchboard is required to transfer.

"Zhong Yang!"

"arrive!"

"Ask Wu Liuqi and they will go to Lou's house."

"no!"

Zhang Yong ordered.

After a while, the three people drove out.

It turns out that if the team does not have a truck, it is not eligible for special allocation. But if Zhang Yong does, he can call it directly if he needs a truck.

After all, the previous rewards were all given to the Eighth Action Group.

Currently, the Eighth Operation Group only has two teams. There are plenty of cars and plenty of fuel. They are all privately allocated by the Ministry of Finance.

If you work for the Ministry of Finance, you will get a lot of money.

"Captain, the investigation turned out to be Lou Qingcheng, the boss of Mingsheng Trading Company."

"That Mingsheng Trading Company imports matches, nails and other materials from abroad. It exports cotton cloth, porcelain, tea, etc. from abroad. It is quite large, with more than 200 employees."

"A brief investigation into the bank situation of Yidong Company. The largest transaction amounted to US$30,000."

"Dollar?"

Zhang Yong's eyes flashed.

That Lou Qingcheng can actually earn US dollars?

Not simple!

As a hidden person, what else can I do if I make so much money?

Definitely not applicable to Chinese people.

Is it a red leg brace for a certain lunar spy agency? Is it specifically used to earn money for the organization? Just like Meng Chaowei.

Very good. Another big fish was caught. Not bad. Not a fat fish.
Chapter completed!