Find an excuse to send Song Ziyu away.

Kong Fansong took out an envelope and pushed it to Zhang Yong from the table.

Zhang Yong took it, opened it and looked at it. He was immediately elated.

Sure enough, this private job was taken right.

There was a thick stack of U.S. dollars inside, as well as several photos and information.

Yes, this is the person he is looking for.

"How to deal with it?"

"Make him disappear."

"clear."

Zhang Yong nodded.

I like this kind of job the most. Just get rid of it.

As a traitor, why should he be kept alive to work for the Japanese invaders? Unless he has great use value.

Put the envelope away.

Kong Fansong stood up, walked to Zhang Yong, reached out and patted his shoulder, "I'll leave first. I won't stop you two from being intimate with each other."

"Whenever we get married, I will definitely invite you to be the witness." Zhang Yong said seriously.

Kong Fansong laughed, said goodbye and left.

Zhang Yong:……

Marriage? Don’t even think about it.

I am so free now, why should I get married?

I'm stupid……

"Huh? Why did he leave?"

Song Ziyu came out.

She just went to the kitchen to supervise the work.

You think she understands, she's not a chef. She has never cooked before.

You could say she doesn't understand, but she seems to be able to speak eloquently. After going around the kitchen, the chefs didn't dare to underestimate her.

There is no way, she is Party A. She is rich. Party B, who is a hard-working woman, can't help it even if she doesn't listen.

"Wait a moment. The steak will be here."

"Isn't it already available?"

"Those are made in advance and heated temporarily. They don't taste good and are not healthy to eat."

"..."

Zhang Yong decided to shut up.

How do they, agents of the Renaissance Society, know anything about health?

It’s good if it can fill your stomach. The only requirement is that the portion is large, and there is really no requirement for the taste. You can eat it without adding salt.

"You don't have to do this in the future..."

"Don't underestimate me. I can do a lot of things for you."

"What's up?"

"I've already got the ten thousand dollars."

"real?"

Zhang Yong immediately put on a smiling face.

This is possible. The hard-earned money is finally available.

Hey, except for her, it seems that no one can easily take money out of that lady's hand. She keeps a very tight eye on her purse.

It's a bit excessive to say it's nothing. But it's definitely not a big shower.

I seem to have seen it from a street stall in my previous life. It was said that Qian Dajun was targeted by Lao Jiang for a while, thinking that he had swallowed up a lot of money. As a result, Qian Dajun did not dare to argue and accepted it silently. Later, Lao Jiang

Only then did he realize that he was actually covering up for his wife. The one who really swallowed up the big head was the person next to him. So hehehe.

"Really. I'll give it to you now."

"Need not!"

Zhang Yong said hurriedly.

What he wants now is not cash. He wants a way to make money.

Although it is said that making money by oneself will never be as fast as that of spying. However, it is definitely right to pave more roads.

"Then what to do with it?"

"Buy stocks! Didn't you say that last time?"

“Really buy it!”

"Of course. Must buy. Buy them all."

"That……"

"I have some more here. You can buy them together."

"How many more do you have?"

"not much……"

Zhang Yong did a rough inventory and found that there seemed to be more than 30,000 US dollars, more than 20,000 pounds, and a lot of gold bars.

I originally wanted to take it out for Song Ziyu to appreciate. Unfortunately, it is not available here.

There are so many people and so many eyes. It’s too easy to be exposed.

Never show off your wealth at any time. This is a rule set by our ancestors.

"Come with me to the Six Nations Hotel later."

"no……"

"busy?"

"No. We can't have sex before we get married."

"I……"

Zhang Yong almost choked.

Do I want to sleep with you? I want to show you...

Oh, I can’t express myself clearly.

Causing ambiguity to others.

"I will definitely give it to you after we get married."

"You misunderstood. I have something to show you. It's not convenient here."

"what?"

"money."

"How many?"

"Totaling it up, it's probably tens of thousands of dollars."

"Have you embezzled so much?"

"..."

Zhang Yong rolled his eyes.

Beauty, can you speak? If not, just don’t speak.

What is corruption?

Am I being corrupt?

None of it is recorded in the account, right? It’s all my hard-earned money!

Those heavy oceans, I haven't made up my mind yet! It's been a waste of time. If the oceans are included, it will definitely be enough for 100,000 US dollars.

For him at this moment, one hundred thousand dollars is already a huge amount of money!

He is just a small person, and he is very satisfied if he can save 100,000 US dollars.

However, money that is not spent is actually just waste paper.

No matter what currency it is, it cannot be used as food. It must be exchanged for physical currency.

Buying stocks is one way. This is to continue making money.

In fact, Zhang Yong is more inclined to get himself some physical overseas assets, such as land.

If something happens one day, it's easy to run away.

Things are unpredictable and fate is unpredictable. Who knows when there will be an accident?

In the next ten years, the whole world will undergo great changes. I don’t know how many big people’s fate will change from this. Even strong men like the head of state will surrender.

He is just a small person drifting with the crowd, but he cannot actually fully control his own destiny. Therefore, he must be prepared to retreat at any time. If something goes wrong, run away.

“Do you know where there is land for sale?”

"You want to buy land?"
To be continued...