People are watching American TV shows, and they are also watching American-style iaido.

"An increase of twenty percent," Ding Ze said casually, "isn't that an exaggeration?"

Walter shook his head. "It's no exaggeration. I'm confident I can do it."

“Okay, it’s settled then,” Ding Ze said with a smile. “Mr. White, you’ll be the new manager of this car wash. The salary is five thousand US dollars a month, how about that?”

Walter used to work part-time here, earning minimum wage of ten dollars an hour.

I come here to work for three hours after get off work every day, and I only earn thirty US dollars.

After a month of working, I only make a little over a thousand US dollars.

Now, it's jumped to five thousand US dollars...

It can have a significant impact on improving the family's financial situation.

Walter was very satisfied and somewhat excited. He immediately nodded, "Okay, thank you, boss."

“You’re welcome,” Ding Ze said, standing up. “Then, let’s go and inform the other employees.”

After speaking, Ding Ze took two steps, then suddenly stopped, pretending to have just thought of something, and asked, "By the way, Mr. White, how long have you been living in Albuquerque?"

“It’s been more than a decade,” Walter replied.

"That's been a long time, that's good. Well, I have a favor to ask you. The finances at this car wash are a bit of a mess. The first thing you need to do after becoming the manager is to hire a suitable accountant. Any questions?" Ding Ze asked.

Accounting?

Hear this.

It made perfect sense; Walter immediately thought of Skyler…

Originally, he didn't want Skyler to go to work...you know, he's a bit of a chauvinist...

But things are different now.

He became the manager of the car wash, and Skyler worked with him….

Quite suitable.

Walter's mind raced, and he nodded to Ding Ze, not directly stating his thoughts, intending to go back and discuss it with Skyler. "No problem."

"it is good."

The two didn't say anything more and left the office.

-

at the same time.

Sitting in his car, Mike, who had been watching the car wash from outside for a while, called Uncle Fried Chicken. "You definitely won't believe what Ding Ze is doing."

Chicken Uncle was a little surprised, "What are you doing?"

"After leaving your place, he went north and bought a car wash."

Chicken Uncle (Fried Chicken Uncle) genuinely couldn't believe it: "??????"

Mike said the same thing, “And I just found out that he paid five million dollars to buy the car wash on the spot, when in reality, the car wash, including the land, was worth at most one million dollars.”

Mike knew that Ding Ze was rich.

But being rich doesn't mean being stupid.

Mike was certain that Ding Ze was plotting something.

Chicken Guru was even more certain: "Keep an eye on him and see what he's doing at that car wash."

"it is good."

The phone hangs up.

In the office of the fried chicken shop.

Uncle Fried Chicken reached out and moved the mouse, opening a preliminary investigation report about Ding Ze that someone had sent him on his computer.

Chapter 111 Mike, let's find a different job.

After Mike's friend matched Ding Ze's fingerprints in the system, the FBI did receive a system notification very quickly and immediately called the Albuquerque Police Department to inquire about the situation.

Mike's friend, following Mike's suggestion, pinned Ding Ze's fingerprints on the death of a petty thug who was taken to the morgue yesterday...

To be precise, they put Ding Ze's fingerprints on the gun that killed that thug...

The FBI received an explanation and, naturally, took it seriously.

Unfortunately, the FBI does not have a branch office in Albuquerque; its nearest branch office is in Santa Fe.

The agents are coming from Santa Fe, and it will take them some time.

The agents were dispatched.

Almost simultaneously, this was quite reasonable.

Mahone, who was desperately tracking Michael Scofield's gang, also received news that Ding Ze had appeared in Albuquerque.

However, Ma Hong did not react strongly, nor did he intend to do anything.

Subconsciously, Ma Hong knew that those detectives would be completely useless and would have no chance of catching Ding Ze.

Ma Hong silently pondered the reason why Ding Ze suddenly left Miami and went to Albuquerque...

at dusk.

More than a dozen agents from the FBI's Santa Fe field office arrived at the Albuquerque Police Department and personally questioned Mike's friends.

Mike's friend was a seasoned veteran, and after receiving the call, he had already taken care of all the necessary cover-ups perfectly...

As law enforcement officers themselves, the detectives had no reason to make things difficult for Mike's friend after conducting their investigation.

Mike's friend got through this smoothly, and afterwards called Mike to let him know what had happened...

Mike was still sitting in his car outside the car wash. After listening, he calmly replied, "I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble. I'll make it up to you."

What could Mike's friend say? He said a few more words and then hung up the phone.

Mike put away his phone and continued to observe the car wash. His plan was to wait for Ding Ze to leave, then go to the car wash to find out what Ding Ze had done inside.

*******

At the car wash.

Ding Ze formally introduced Walter, the new manager, to all the other employees at the car wash.

This car wash is quite large, with a total area of ​​several hundred square meters.

The total number of employees is nearly forty.

After Ding Ze gave a brief explanation, he stopped there and said, "Walter, it's up to you now."

“I will try my best, boss,” Walter nodded with a smile.

Ding Ze didn't say anything more. He walked out of the car wash, stood outside, lit a cigarette, and then slowly moved his gaze to look around.

He speculated that, given Gus Fry's cautious nature, Gus Fry would surely send someone to keep an eye on him.

He was just unsure who was watching him.

Several hours have passed; the fingerprints should have been detected by now.

'If they find out who I am, then... sending Mike would be the logical thing to do...'

Ding Ze thought to himself, "I'll take my time and see."

Mike's old car might not be that conspicuous to people in this world, but it was enough for Ding Ze.

Bingo!

Ding Ze saw it, smiled silently, and then, without hesitation, turned around and went back to the car wash.

He saw Mike's car and knew where Mike was. Of course, he couldn't walk straight towards it. Given Mike's alertness, if he walked straight towards it, Mike would definitely make a quick getaway.

He had to go around it from the side.

Ding Ze circled around for a while.

In fact, Ding Ze took a long detour so as not to scare Comrade Mike away.

Finally, everything went smoothly.

Ding Ze successfully circled around to a spot not too far behind Mike's car and walked over at a leisurely pace.

at the same time.

As the security chief under Uncle Fried Chicken, Mike was indeed alert enough to notice Ding Ze's approach almost immediately through the rearview mirror inside the car.

then.

Without hesitation, Mike immediately reached for the pistol at his waist, then took out his phone and dialed Uncle Fried Chicken's number.

"Ding Ze is about twenty meters behind my car, walking towards me alone. I don't know how he got his eye on me. What do you plan to do about it?"

Uncle Fried Chicken frowned, genuinely surprised. After a moment's thought, he said, "He's got his eye on you. There's no point in you leaving... Let's see what he has to say."

“Okay,” Mike readily agreed, hung up the phone, and waited quietly.

It's only about twenty meters, a very short distance.