Chapter 615 Peter King's Mission
Zhang Tong also did not expect that fishing could catch fish that would jump into the net directly. Is this fried fish? No, this is directly draining the fish pond.
"What's going on here?" Zhang Tong couldn't tell the old master Xiao now, he knew that Zhang Yaoyang was a spy, and then sent him to be a bait.
Now Zhang Tong can only ask Lao Xiao what is going on. Fortunately, there were not many introductions and tours on that day, and Jianghua did not arrange a welcome dinner or anything.
Hearing that there was going to be a working meal, these diplomatic representatives went back early. Zhang Tong finished his work here, and rushed to the Homecoming Mutual Aid Association without stopping.
"President, let me tell you this. This Zhang Yaoyang originally came to spy on our information, with the purpose of stealing our various technologies and then selling them." After seeing Zhang Tong, the old mage Xiao immediately He told Zhang Tong all the information he had.
As a commercial spy, he shouldn't have staged a wonderful secret war, and after several twists and turns, he should break into the interior and lurk well. Finally jumping out at the right time to give yourself the coup de grace?
At the very least, you have to shout [Zhang Tong, I'm sure, I can't keep Jesus when he comes, I said it! 】. At least it should be like this.
As for Zhang Yaoyang, who was brought by Master Xiao, he also said in a very bachelor way: "Because I think I can develop more here. The so-called good bird chooses a tree to live in. I didn't want to be a spy at first, mainly because of my income. No. There is a prodigal daughter in the family."
"Has she given the venture capital to the rich after finally saving some money? This has happened several times. That's why I got to know Mr. Wang under the introduction of the middleman." .”
"President, can I be a tainted witness anyway, can I continue to have a good life and treatment?" Zhang Yaoyang's only concern now is whether he can go to work and make money normally: "I was really a little bit deceived by lard before. But after coming to the hive, I feel that this is a big warm family, and the relationship between colleagues is harmonious, especially the old Master Xiao treats me like a relative."
Old Master Xiao waved his hands again and again: You are welcome.
"Especially here I feel that I have found the direction of my development. Being a spy is just what Mr. Wang talked to me when he first came to me. At that time, I just wanted to make money to make up for the holes of my prodigal daughter. .”
"President, I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to be a good person!" Zhang Yaoyang said with emotion.
Zhang Tong felt as if he was listening to the lines in a drama. Although he was very moved, he felt that something was wrong.
But Zhang Yaoyang's sudden arrival is a good thing anyway, because for Zhang Tong, the most important thing now is to propose to Jiang Hua, and the proposal is successful. Everything else is trivial.
Jiang Hua has already been distracted by the espionage case, and he wants to deal with it as soon as possible. Don't let Jiang Hua be distracted anymore, let her focus all her eyes on herself.
So Zhang Tong said to Zhang Yaoyang: "Well, if you can tell everything you know in detail, I can consider letting you continue to do your current job, and even raise your salary by one level. After all, we also want everyone to live a good life."
"In the past, life was unsatisfactory and you took the wrong path. Fortunately, you didn't take the wrong first step, otherwise you would have been stuck in the mud and could not turn back."
Considering that Zhang Yaoyang has not caused substantial harm to the association, Zhang Tong is willing to accept him as a tainted witness.
Of course, the premise is that Zhang Yaoyang can provide something really useful.
"Say, of course I'll say it all."
Zhang Yaoyang faithfully recounted the process of his encounter with Peter Wang.
It was a bright morning...
"It's terrible, I don't have enough money this month." Zhang Yaoyang counted the cash in his pocket, checked his WeChat and Alipay balances, and felt that this month was about to eat dirt again. This morning I can only eat soy milk fritters.
And in a hotel in Hengdian, Peter Wang was arranging his outfit in the big hotel. He's been a little bored lately because his work isn't going well.
As a Chinese, his life in the United States is not very easy.
Because as a silent majority, the rights of Chinese Americans in the United States are completely different from those of blacks. For example, calling someone a nigger in the United States is a very serious racial discrimination, serious enough to cause a state congressman to step down. And the yellow-skinned pig doesn't even need to apologize verbally.
In order to better integrate into the mainstream American society, Peter Wang, a third-generation Chinese American, is working hard to improve everything about himself.
Including bullying foreign students from China with American classmates when they were studying in exchange for the trust of student leaders, using their Chinese identity to help factories expand their territories in China after work, and so on.
Although he can speak Chinese, Peter Wang will never use Chinese in public places, especially when there are white people. It is his habit to pretend that he does not know Chinese at all.
Absolutely do not eat Chinese food, only eat Western food and Japanese food.
Peter Wang tried his best to cut off all the things with Chinese marks on himself. Apart from his yellow skin and surname, he felt that he was already a thorough American.
But Americans don't see it that way. They always think that the yellow-skinned Peter Wang is Chinese, and they still call him a yellow-skinned pig. At this time, Peter Wang will emphasize that he is an American, not a yellow pig.
"I need a chance to climb higher." Peter Wang straightened his oily head in the mirror: "A better step up, so that I can become a real American."
Recently, Peter Wang got a good job, which is to help Smith lure various power awakeners and returnees from China to the United States.
The capital of the United States has already tasted the sweetness brought by the supernatural awakeners and returnees. Especially in various underground and illegal fighting arenas, the battles of the awakened powers are much more exciting and bloody than the various running boxers in the boxing ring.
The weekly illegal boxing matches organized by the four major casinos in Las Vegas can generate tens of millions of dollars in revenue in one night. And every month's monthly championship, semi-annual championship, and then to the annual championship, these competitions can earn hundreds of millions of dollars at a time.
They need more death fighters.
Of course, in addition to fighters, there are also various violent basketball, violent football, and violent football that require life as a bet.
Peter Wang shoulders the important task of fooling various power awakeners and returnees in China to become fighters in the United States. Draw a big pie of the American dream, luxury cars, mansions and beauties, and people will always believe it. After all, many people have read magazines such as "Reader's Digest" and "Friends".
In the imagination of many people, the United States is a perfect country with a sweet and democratic atmosphere in the air. So Peter-Wang's work is actually relatively simple.
"But this damn hive city." Peter Wang glanced at the news of China's newly built hive city on TV. The construction of the city clearly hinders its own work.
"The workload of this quarter has not been completed yet." Peter Wang muttered to himself: "Las Vegas still needs at least fifty wolf dogs."
Wolfhound, the name given by the underground fighting arena in Las Vegas to the supernatural awakeners and returnees from China. Because the Chinese returnees who first went to Las Vegas were unusually fierce, the fights were highly entertaining and bloody enough. So they gave the name Fighter to China.
Of course, it sounds good to be called a fighter, but in a bad way, all the people who go there are slaves. Just like the gladiators in ancient Rome, they were used for entertainment by nobles.
With the problem of Hive City in his mind, Peter Wang walked out of the hotel. Turning across the street, this is a place where many horizontal drifters gather to have breakfast, including many special effects actors who have awakened abilities and returnees eat breakfast here.
Sometimes just from a person eating breakfast, Peter King can see the situation of this person.
Zhang Yaoyang ordered a cup of soy milk and a deep-fried dough stick without hesitation, and just squatted on the side of the road to eat. A figure stood in front of him, blocking his view.
"Let's start, it's facing the sun." Zhang Yaoyang said impatiently.
"Friend, do you just eat this in the morning?" A man with oily hair looked at Zhang Yaoyang.
"Um?"
"I just ordered some more buns. If I can't finish them, it's a waste to throw them away. How about sitting down and eating with me?" Peter Wang smiled at Zhang Yaoyang.