At Lord Zhang's house in Sand City.
"Aren't you going to take a look? I didn't guess wrong. Your master asked you to give it to me, right?”
"There's no need. Master will naturally tell me what I should know, and I won't ask what I shouldn't know.”
Lord Zeng read the letter Second Master had written to him and frowned.
"This information is very useful. When you go back, help me thank him. I'll visit him another day and personally thank Second Master.”
"Please don't. The main reason why my master asked me to send it over anonymously is that he hopes to cut ties. If you go over personally to thank me, won't you be roasting me?”
"No, I'll say yes when the time comes.”
"Lord Zeng, the higher-ups sent a telegram. They will send an intelligence officer over after a while.”
"Lord Zeng, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first. I won't disturb your work.”
"Don't be in a hurry to leave. According to the information provided by Second Master, we were able to come out so smoothly this time mostly because of you.”
"As for the telegram from the higher-ups, you can help me analyze it and see the purpose of the higher-ups sending people over this time.”
"What other purpose could there be? They're just here to divide the power. It's still the same thing. The higher-ups are worried about such an ironclad Sand City.”
"Isn't it better to be more stable in today's world? What's there to worry about?"
"Look at you. You're saying this again. It's good that Sand City is united, but now is not the time.”
Zhou Tong took a sip of tea, not bothering to avoid Deputy Zhang as he continued,
"The current Sand City, whether it is in war or peace, is very good to the higher-ups. Or rather, the higher-ups are very willing to see such a scene.”
"During the war, everyone is too busy to take care of themselves, and the same goes for the higher-ups. Sand City can help the higher-ups share the pressure, so why not?”
"In times of peace, without the interference of external forces, the higher-ups are strong. To put it bluntly, the higher-ups don't care about the small number of troops in Sand City.”
"But not now. This era is called chaotic.”
"No one has absolute overwhelming strength. Sand City is an iron plate, which means that it's not under our control.”
"The higher-ups don't know what you're doing, don't know your military strength, and don't even know if you're loyal.”
"Look, you transferred someone from your subordinates, provided that he's not from your Zhang family.”
"Send him and his personal guards to guard a town outside Sand City.”
"Then, your men immediately began to form gangs in the town, and their reputation in the local area was even higher than yours.”
"Are you worried that the people below will have strange thoughts? Will your other subordinates also want to go to other places to station and cultivate their own forces after seeing this successful case?”
"You don't want to, and neither do your subordinates, but you can't guarantee that others don't want to. What about your superiors? Where are the soldiers in your superior's hands? Where's your superior? Someone will remember!"
Lord Zeng fell into deep thought as he listened to Zhou Tong's words. As for Adjutant Zhang…At this moment, he was still standing there like a block of wood. After all, the current Adjutant Zhang was not the Centenarian Mountain of the future.
"What should we do now? Are we really going to hand over our military power?"
"Lord Zeng, did you not listen to what I told you last time? Dragging, one word, dragging, dragging until the war, all the problems would be solved.”
"Forget it, you can think about it yourself. I'll go back first. By the way, this trip to the mine will be paid at the public expense.”
Zhou Tong's words before he left made Lord Zeng laugh.
"I'll arrange for the reimbursement tomorrow. I'll prepare a full box for you to play with.”
"Lord Zeng is generous. I'll be leaving first. Next time I go to the mine, ask Deputy Zhang to call me.”
Zhou Tong truly did not wish to involve the official factions. Firstly, his brain was limited, and he simply could not play this game.
However, I don't have any psychological burden to analyze it for others. It's up to me whether I believe it or not.
After all, the knife did not land on his neck.
Secondly, it was easy to reconcile when it came to official forces.
Zhou Tong returned home and tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. He began to estimate his current assets.
After six years of development, Zhou Tong's assets were now in the Xinyue Restaurant. Lighting the Sky Lantern once was no problem, but twice it had been severely damaged, and three times it had gone bankrupt. Versailles
"So poor. It seems like it's time to use those two treasure maps. Tomorrow, I'll get Liu Quan to bring people over and get the hidden treasures first.”
Early the next morning, Zhou Tong called Liu Quan to his study and explained to him the things to take note of when retrieving treasures, to minimize losses as much as possible. This move moved Liu Quan beyond words.
After all, this was a sign of trust. He was not worried that he would run away with the treasure.
Liu Quan had just left when a person came to invite Zhou Tong over.
"Second Young Master, my Old Master invites you over.”
"Invite me over? Who is your master? Why did you invite me over? And who are you?"
"You don't have to worry about it. You'll know when you arrive.”
"I'm not free. Zhang Bao, send the guest out."
Zhou Tong did not have a good expression on his face. In this day and age, any Tom, Dick, or Harry would dare to invite Zhou Tong. It seemed that he had been too low-key in recent years.
"Mr. Zhou, why are you so unreasonable?”
A middle-aged woman in a suit and vest walked in from outside the house. Judging from her pace, she seemed to be a martial artist.
"And who are you? Zhang Bao, can anyone enter my mansion now?”
Zhang Bao walked over to Zhou Tong's side with a troubled expression and whispered into Zhou Tong's ear,
"Young master, this is a Japanese, we couldn't stop him.”
"Hello, Mr. Zhou. My name is Tanaka Ryoko. Greetings, Mr. Zhou.”
"Japanese? I remember that I don't do business with Japanese people. Miss Tanaka, I'm afraid you've come to the wrong place!”
"That's right. I came here this time to see Mr. Zhou. Is it convenient for Mr. Zhou?”
"Miss Tanaka, what are you talking about? It's very convenient for me, but my body isn't very convenient. The weather has become cold recently and I've caught a cold.”
"In order to prevent Miss Tanaka from being infected, I won't keep her. Zhang Bao, send the guest out.”
Zhang Bao made a gesture of invitation to Tanaka Ryoko, but Tanaka Ryoko did not want to leave at this time. She held Zhang Bao's hand.
Zhang Bao had followed Zhou Tong in martial arts since he was a child. Although his talent was not as good as Chen Pi's, with an expert like Zhou Tong personally teaching him, his ability was only slightly inferior to Chen Pi's.
A mere Tanaka Ryoko was not a match for him at all. She was stopped by Zhang Bao in two or three rounds.
"Miss Tanaka, please don't make things difficult for me.”
"Mr. Zhou, why do you have to keep me a thousand miles away? We can talk about it slowly. Don't you want to know how to treat your master's wife?”
"Zhang Bao, let go. How can you treat our guest like this? Did I teach you this? Please invite Tanaka Ryoko to the study."
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