Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

In the president's office of the British Chamber of Commerce, Charles couldn't put down the jade pendant he had just obtained from Zhuang Shuren, with a satisfied smile on his face.

At this time, Vice President Williams knocked on Charles' office door.

"Please come in!"

Charles put the jade token into the drawer and looked at Williams who walked in hurriedly.

"President, the intelligence department under Su Zhengyang may have found out the whereabouts of Zhuang Shuren. I think Zhuang Shuren is a hot potato now. It will be difficult for us to keep him."

Charles took a sip of the coffee on the table and said slowly, "Who said I want to protect Zhuang Shuren? This kid still has a lot of money, and although the property they sent to the British Chamber of Commerce is valuable, it is only a part of it."

"By the way, how is the matter I asked you to investigate going? Under the circumstances at the time, it was absolutely impossible for Zhuang Mingqi to transport a large amount of property out of the city, so it must be hidden in Qingyun City."

Williams nodded and said, "Mr. President, you are right. I have already found out that the banker has two secret houses in Dongcheng District. I think a considerable part of the huge wealth transported out of the Governor's Mansion should be hidden there."

"I have bribed a guard close to Zhuang Shuren and got the approximate location. Once we get the property, it will be the best time to get rid of this hot potato."

"Do it as soon as possible. We can't easily conflict with Su Zhengyang. He is a devil like Satan."

In the Governor's Mansion of Jiaozhou, Yan Shuangying stood in front of Su Zhengyang and said slowly: "Governor, we have found out that Zhuang Mingqi's second son Zhuang Shuren is now living in the headquarters of the Great British Chamber of Commerce, and part of the large amount of property that was transported from the Governor's Mansion has been pocketed by the Great British Chamber of Commerce."

Su Zhengyang put down the newspaper in his hand, looked up, thought for a moment, and then sneered.

"These British people are so bold. They know that I, Su Zhengyang, am determined to get this batch of property, but they still dare to snatch it from the tiger's mouth. I think Zhang Chengxiang praised them too much and made them forget who is the real owner of this land."

"Let's go. I will personally meet this so-called Great British Chamber of Commerce."

A moment later, Su Zhengyang, dressed in a neat military uniform and looking heroic, got into a car accompanied by Yan Shuangying and drove towards the area where the British Concession was located.

"Mr. President, a large number of soldiers from the Northwest Revolutionary Army have come downstairs, and Su Zhengyang has also come in person. The other party wants you to go down to negotiate and give an explanation."

Charles put down the pen in his hand and said thoughtfully, "I didn't expect Su Zhengyang to act so quickly. Let's get ready and have someone control Zhuang Shuren first. I'll talk to Su Zhengyang and see if he is willing to take Zhuang Shuren away directly to settle the matter peacefully."

Charles, dressed in a black suit, was extremely enthusiastic and came out of the gate of the British Chamber of Commerce with a smile on his face to greet them personally.

"Hello, Councillor Su. I am Viscount Charles, the president of the British Chamber of Commerce in China. I have long heard of your great name. Your presence at the British Chamber of Commerce today is truly a great honor for our Chamber of Commerce."

Su Zhengyang looked at Charles with a half-smile and said, "Sir Charles speaks good Chinese. It seems that he knows our Chinese culture very well."

"Of course. They all call me Huaguotong. Councillor Su, this is not the place to talk. Come in with me for a cup of coffee and we can talk slowly, how about that?"

Su Zhengyang nodded. He wanted to see what tricks Charles was trying to play.

Su Zhengyang brought Yan Shuangying, Li Yunlong and a dozen guards to the reception room of the Chamber of Commerce. After they and Charles sat down as host and guest, Charles immediately asked the waiter to serve coffee, gingerbread and other snacks.

"Councilman Su, you are here for Zhuang Mingqi's second son, Zhuang Shuren. To be honest, I, Charles, hate traitors like Zhuang Mingqi. Zhuang Shuren has been captured by us and will be brought to Councilman Su soon."

Charles clapped his hands, and saw two British soldiers in military uniforms, Zhuang Shuren with disheveled clothes, blood at the corners of his mouth, and an extremely embarrassed look, walked into the reception room. Zhuang Shuren's eyes were almost spitting fire, and he kept struggling and cursing.

"Charles, you are a despicable, shameless, and untrustworthy bastard! You will die a horrible death!"

Charles glanced at Zhuang Shuren with contempt, and said lightly: "Did our Mr. Zhuang not brush his teeth this morning? Why do I smell a foul odor as soon as I open my mouth? Please help Mr. Zhuang deal with it."

The two soldiers understood what he meant, and they picked up the butts of their rifles and smashed them hard into Zhuang Shuren's mouth until his mouth was full of blood, he had so many broken teeth and was almost fainted, that they stopped.

"Councilman Su, our Great Britain Chamber of Commerce really hopes to be friends with powerful people like you. I'll leave Zhuang Shuren to you."

Su Zhengyang said calmly: "That's all? Did Sir Charles forget something? Do you need me to remind you?"

Charles pretended to be surprised and asked, "Hasn't Zhuang Shuren been delivered to Councillor Su? Could it be that someone else from the Zhuang family has escaped?"

Seeing that Charles was pretending to be confused, Su Zhengyang no longer wanted to continue pestering him.

"I'm talking about the large amount of property that Zhuang Mingqi secretly transported from the Governor's Mansion before the army besieged the city. According to my subordinates' investigation, most of this property seems to have gone into the pockets of your Great British Chamber of Commerce. Shouldn't Sir Charles take it out and return it to its original owner?"

Charles said calmly, "Where did Councillor Su hear this rumor? I have never received any so-called property secretly transported from the Governor's Mansion."

Su Zhengyang sneered, picked up the coffee cup and threw it to the ground viciously.

The sudden sound of the porcelain cup breaking startled everyone present.

"You don't have to play dumb with me here. Since I've come to your door in person, if you don't hand over the money today, I will overturn the entire British Concession and burn down your Great British Chamber of Commerce!"

There was a hint of coldness in Su Zhengyang's eyes, and his gaze was fixed on Charles' face like a knife.

Charles' heart trembled, and then he said with a gloomy face: "Senator Su, I regard you as the most distinguished guest of our Great Britain Chamber of Commerce. Please don't push your luck and ruin our friendly relationship."

"The British Chamber of Commerce is an industry of the British royal family and represents the face of the royal family. Not everyone can act wildly here easily."

"face?"

Su Zhengyang sneered: "Today, if you don't give me a satisfactory explanation, I will really trample on the face of your Great British Commercial Bank. Respect is given to each other. If you insist on giving face without shame, then there is nothing to talk about."

Charles's face was gloomy. He thought that if he showed enough courtesy and courtesy to Su Zhengyang and took the initiative to hand over Zhuang Shuren, Su Zhengyang would at least consider the royal family's face and not get angry on the spot. Afterwards, he would take the initiative to hand over some of his property and eat a full meal.

What he didn't expect was that Su Zhengyang's attitude was so tough, as if he didn't take the British royal family seriously at all. This contempt that came from his bones made Charles feel as if he was about to be ignited by anger.