"real?"

"Yes. You have to go all out and openly support Chamberlain."

"Okay. This. I can do it. If I lose, I hope you really give me 10,000 pounds. Uh, 10,000 pounds is too much. Five thousand pounds is enough."

"I won't lose. When did I lose when I was in Tianjin Wei?"

"It seems to be..."

Bob nodded and said that he had no objection. He listened to Zhang Yong completely.

Anyway, he is now a nominal director of the Department of Industry and Technology. He only has a little pitiful salary every month.

Perhaps, for ordinary people, the monthly income of 20 pounds is already quite good. But he is not an ordinary person! He is the former deputy general manager of Kailuan Coal Mine!

The monthly income of 50,000 yuan suddenly turned into a monthly salary of 5,000 yuan. How many people can accept it? I guess there is not one.

"Also, I hope you and Churchill have a good relationship."

"Which Churchill?"

"Who once served as the Minister of the Navy?"

"Oh, you're talking about Winston Churchill. He was the only one who served as the Secretary of the Navy."

"Yes. He will serve as prime minister after Chamberlain."

"You should say possible."

"No. I'm sure Churchill will serve as prime minister after Chamberlain."

"But……"

"No, but. Mr. Bob, remember that if you lose, you can get ten thousand pounds."

"Well. Chamberlain Churchill. I will flatter them."

"Then, you will be the chief director of the Industrial Department Bureau in the future, or even hold a higher official position, just around the corner."

Zhang Yong suddenly felt that his situation was too small.

It is now 1936, and the situation will change very strangely in the future.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as undercurrents and the Count's weirdness.

The situation is so complex and changeable that no one can see through it.

Only Zhang Yong is the exception.

He has learned about the development of history through layers of fog.

Therefore, as long as Bob follows his guidance, it is really not difficult to become the chief director of the Industrial Bureau in the next few years.

In the bureaucratic system of the British Empire, the general directors of the Shanghai Public Concession may not even be considered formal establishment. In the eyes of the East India Company, they are nothing. If Bob only became the general director, it would be a waste of Zhang Yong's guidance.

"Then I'll wait and see."

"Okay. Now, I'm going to tell you the second thing."

"you say."

"Today, the police chief of your Ministry of Works and Department Police Station handled the Japanese figure Satsuaki, who released thirty prisoners from Tilanqiao Prison."

“What’s the reason?”

"I don't know. But, he charged each inmate three thousand dollars."

"What?"

Bob stood up in surprise.

Three thousand dollars!

Thirty people!

Even he was extremely shocked.

You must know that it is a total of 90,000 US dollars! This money is definitely a little rich man in the United States.

"I want to report him!"

"I want to report him!"

Bob became excited. He was deeply excited.

He had just fallen from the clouds to the bottom. Suddenly, he heard that he had 90,000 US dollars, how could he sit still?

I wish I could catch Ying Zuo Zhenao immediately, break up his head and snatch all the dollars away. As for why I have to break up my head? Simple, while Bob robbed money, he also wanted Ying Zuo Zhenao's life.

On the surface, the British were gentlemen. But, where the sun was out of the sun, they were once crazy pirates.

No one will forget how the pirate plunders grew stronger back then.

"It's useless to report it." Zhang Yong shook his head.

"Why?" Bob was obviously dissatisfied.

"If the report worked, he wouldn't have done so blatantly."

"You mean, he has already bought up the other directors of the Ministry of Industry?"

"It's almost the same."

"Then I..."

"This is what I want you to do. I want you to control the department."

"I don't have enough power..."

"I know."

"Since you know..."

“We find ways to ingest power.”

"What's the solution?"

"Money opens the way."

Zhang Yong was blunt.

Push that sack of gambling money in front of Bob.

Bob's face was gloomy and began to turn red.

"I'm responsible for providing you with funds. Then you find ways to absorb power. When you encounter obstacles and ignorant things, I'll help you get rid of him."

"Are you sure?"

"have."

Zhang Yong nodded affirmatively.

He doesn't just know how to make money. He can do ordinary assassinations.

In fact, over the past year, he has witnessed countless assassinations. There are countless people who want to assassinate him.

Whether it is assassination or being assassinated, he has a lot of experience.

It's just not trying it myself.

Just an old cannon, carrying a sniper rifle, can assassinate a large number of targets.

"That……"

Bob's eyes flashed.

He thought silently.

Zhang Yong sat quietly without disturbing the other party.

He gives the other party plenty of time to consider, not considering cooperation, but considering the feasibility of the future.

Ten minutes...

Twenty minutes...

Finally, Bob had a rough idea.

He said slowly: "Zhang, let's start climbing up from now on!"

【To be continued】
Chapter completed!