Dreaming back to 1949, the great powers were there to deceive us

"Who are you? Do you represent TA company?"

Hu Zhenhua looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was the middle-aged man who had instigated him before.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that Mr. Atlan is here. Please ask him to help us solve our doubts!"

The crowd looked in the direction of Hu Zhenhua's finger and saw the familiar white figure.

Hu Zhenhua's voice, accompanied by the 'hissing' sound of the speakers, rang out again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's welcome Mr. Atlan with a big round of applause?"

Atlan, supported by the yellow vests, ascended the stage. Hu Zhenhua greeted him and told him to turn off the insurance. After tidying himself up, Atlan shouted into the microphone, "Ladies and gentlemen, good morning! I am Atlan!"

"Thank you for your trust and support for TA! Now, let me tell you that TA's ferry ticket insurance can be refunded at any time during the 15-day cooling-off period! Everyone's rights and interests are fully protected!"

Atlanbalabala said a lot of things, but in general, it means one thing: we are very trustworthy.

Hu Zhenhua was also busy. He arranged for people to keep an eye on the instigator. He had to find out who was the first to attack TA Insurance.

Yu Bing personally went out to pursue him.

Keeping an eye on people is the basic job of the Secret Service. Although Yu Bing may not be good at other things, he is good at this.

Hu Zhenhua returned to Chinachem and quickly called the other two stations to inquire about the situation.

There was no doubt that riots broke out at both sites. Guo Dachong fired warning shots to intimidate the crowd, while Zhao Zhi closed the temporary vault and allowed the crowd to shout outside.

After some arrangements, Hu Zhenhua finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It was already daybreak and the crowd had stopped agitating. The crisis was barely averted.

Hu Zhenhua dragged his tired body upstairs.

He walked in the empty hotel corridor, his footsteps particularly clear in the silence.

At this moment, the entire Chinachem was empty, and all staff gathered on the first floor to maintain order.

Hu Zhenhua became very alert.

The air seemed to freeze, filled with an unsettling silence.

Hu Zhenhua took every step carefully, his heartbeat accelerating unconsciously. Suddenly, a gust of wind came from the end of the corridor, startling the concentrating old Hu.

He stopped and looked nervously in the direction of the wind, but saw nothing. There was only endless darkness.

Hu Zhenhua shook his head, thinking that he was being too suspicious. He was about to move forward when his heart began to beat fast again.

Hu Zhenhua once heard a scholar say: Trust your intuition!

Because intuition often arises from rich life experience and subconsciousness, it has unique insights that can help us understand others more accurately, identify and avoid potential risks, and warn us to keep a distance from someone or act with caution.

This intuition stems from subconscious information processing in the brain and is crucial for protecting yourself and avoiding unnecessary trouble.

Without any hesitation, Hu Zhenhua ran backwards. He had already drawn the pistol from his waist, loaded the bullet, and was ready to fight back at any time to avoid unknown risks.

Just as he was about to reach the end of the corridor, a voice exploded in his ears.

"Mr. Hu, your wife is still upstairs!"

Hu Zhenhua was startled and stopped suddenly. Due to inertia, he almost fell down. After stopping, Lao Hu used his hands and feet to hide behind the door and shouted,

"who are you?"

Judging from the other person's voice, he should be an old Shanghai native.

"It doesn't matter who I am. Without me, there will be others. There will be friends who want to buy information from you!"

Hu Zhenhua suddenly realized that the visitor was sent by the US Intelligence Agency.

"What news do you want to buy?"

"I don't know. If you've figured it out, Mr. Hu, you can contact the person you should contact!"

Hu Zhenhua gritted his teeth, forced himself to calm down, and after thinking for a moment, he asked,

"The commotion downstairs was also your fault?"

"This has nothing to do with us, Mr. Hu. It seems you have a lot of troubles!"

"Don't worry about it!"

"I have delivered the message. Goodbye!"

"Wait a minute!"

The man stopped and said with a smile,

"Why, Mr. Hu, you still want to force me to stay? I'm afraid it won't work with those few misfits under your command!"

Hu Zhenhua did think so. He looked around but didn't see anyone coming. Old Hu laughed and said,

"Sir, you misunderstood. You just said that I'm in a lot of trouble. I wonder if you'd be willing to accept my employment. The price is negotiable!"

'Hahahahaha! '

After the other party had laughed enough, he spoke.

"Mr. Hu, your order won't conflict with the previous one, right?"

"No, I want you to investigate who caused the riot!"

"I'm sorry, I don't accept double-teaming. That's the rule!"

Hu Zhenhua did not give up and shouted,

"This riot nearly resulted in a loss of life. The perpetrators were so ruthless and insane, they're worse than animals! Sir, even thieves have their own code of conduct. If we don't catch them, similar incidents will happen again."

The other party was silent for a moment, and said coldly,

"There are so many injustices in the world, how can I handle them all?"

"If I can take care of one thing, I'll take care of it!"

The other party burst into laughter again.

Hu Zhenhua pondered for a moment and shouted,

"10 dollars!"

The other party was angry and roared.

"Mr. Hu, are you insulting me?"

Just now, he said that you can’t accept orders from both ends!

Hu Zhenhua's heart was beating fast, but he still said,

"It won't be too late to investigate after you finish your last order!"

"Farewell!"

Hu Zhenhua waited for a while, and seeing that the other party did not move, he tried several times but received no response.

He hurried downstairs and called a dozen bodyguards, and went to the 6th floor together. When he opened the door, Wang Cuicui had not gotten up yet, but there was a note on the table in the suite, which read: I don’t want to come a second time!

After carefully checking the room, Hu Zhenhua dismissed the security guard and collapsed weakly on the sofa.

He found that he had been drawn into a huge vortex and it was extremely difficult to escape.

Suddenly, a huge noise broke out outside the Cathay Hotel. Hu Zhenhua walked to the bed and looked outside.

Atlan was surrounded in the center of the crowd and couldn't escape.

"Mr. Atlan, can you please not stop the insurance? Even if it lasts another morning! It's my turn soon!"

He was a middle-aged man in his forties, and there was a tearful tone in his voice.

"Yeah, let's sell it for another morning!"

"Don't stop! Don't stop!"

The crowd followed suit, waving their right arms and shouting in unison,

"do not stop!"

"do not stop!"

"do not stop!"

A sentence suddenly popped up in Hu Zhenhua's mind: There must be something hateful about a pitiful person.

These people were just clamoring for a refund, but in the blink of an eye, they didn't allow Tongan to stop selling.

But this is public opinion!

Hu Zhenhua thought about it, picked up the phone and dialed.

"Hello, Manager Wang, this is Hu Zhenhua. Please tell Atlan that from now on, the company will only sell small-value policies with a face value of 10 yuan. We won't accept a penny more!"

In the end, he softened his heart and wanted to give the people of the Magic City a small compensation.

Tongan had raised a sum of 40 million silver dollars, enough to pay for the ship charter.

The insurance being sold now is equivalent to selling options on boat tickets.