Chapter 745: Zhao Zhao Weiyang
The third little princess of the Du family, whose real name is Du Zhaozhao.
Du Caige actually didn't want to use this word, "Zhao", which reminded him of "Xiao Zhao" in Yi Tian Tu Long Ji, that girl had a tragic life.
Inexplicably, he fell in love with a man who was bright and kind, but was not firm and weak.
In the end, he paid the price of his life's happiness for this man.
However, "Zhao" has a good meaning, bright, bright, shining, and conspicuous.
Chu Ci. Nine Songs. There is a poem in Yunzhongjun: Yulan Tang is like Mufang, Hua Caiyi is like Ying, Linglian is curled up and left, and rotten and Zhaozhao is like Weiyang.
Du Caige likes the word Weiyang very much. "Weiyang" means unfinished and unfinished. The earliest expression was "Ye Weiyang, Ting Liao Light".
In the Han Dynasty, it seems that people at that time liked the word Weiyang very much, "Longevity Weiyang", "Changle Weiyang", "Sauvignon Blanc, never forget each other, Chang Guifu, Le Weiyang"; Expressions are often seen in inscriptions and articles at that time.
The main hall of the Han Dynasty palace, also named Weiyang Palace, you can imagine that all kinds of modern clothing, food, housing and transportation like to go to "Zhongnanhai", Zhongnanhai cigarettes, Zhongnanhai Hotel, Zhongnanhai luxury residential area...
But using the word "Weiyang" in a person's name is not very appropriate.
Therefore, Du Caige named his little girl "Zhao Zhao" after several deliberation, and "Zhao Zhao Wei Yang", which means endless light.
Whenever Caiwei is free, she will pester Du Caige and ask him to take her to see Sister Zhaozhao.
Du Caige was naturally happy to let the two little sisters cultivate their relationship since childhood.
Every time he sees Caiwei like holding a rare treasure, carefully holding Zhaozhao with his eyes closed, shaking his head and pouting his mouth to look for food, he feels very warm in his heart.
It was so warm that he didn't even want to make movies, he just wanted to accompany these little angels until they were full of wings and left the nest to start their own little family.
What Du Caige didn't know was that when he left Xu Qingya's house, Duan Xiaochen and the potbellied Yan Yingzhen would also come over to tease the little baby and chat with Xu Qingya.
If he saw that harmonious and cordial scene, he might be relieved, the harem is very stable!
Of course, that's just an appearance.
The so-called harmony or kindness is a time-limited balance, a short-term forbearance under helplessness.
Once Xu Qingya fails to fulfill her promise, Duan Xiaochen and Yan Yingzhen, whose interests are damaged, will naturally resort to various means.
Du Caige was happy every day, and he was happy to spend a lot of time bathing, wiping, and changing diapers for Du Zhaozhao, making up for his lessons as a father.
After all, Caiwei was almost completely absent in the first half of her growth.
And when he was on Earth, he had never experienced what it was like to be a father.
When Du Caige "first" became a father, on the other side of the ocean, Shen Jinsong had just finished a meeting with Johnny Randall, Margaret Wood and others.
He looked out of the taxi window with tired eyes and suddenly didn't want to go back to the hotel.
"Stop here." He tapped the window.
"Not yet at the destination.
' the taxi driver, with a little brake, explained.
Shen Jinsong insisted: "I said stop here."
After paying the bill, he walked out with heavy steps, walked back for a while, and walked towards a small bar that he had just caught a glimpse of.
Judging from the signboard, it is inconspicuous, without colorful neon, just a black signboard that reads "Fxxx the world".
It's not like the name of the bar at all.
Except for the whisky bottle and glass painted on the signboard, it is impossible to tell that this is a small bar.
When Shen Jinsong saw the words on the signboard, he suddenly felt touched and wanted a drink in particular.
Raise a glass with the stranger next to you, scolded "Fxxx the world" together, then tilted your neck and poured alcohol into your stomach until the tears came out.
So he stopped the taxi.
When he came to the door of the bar, he found that the door was empty.
The door pivot was clearly well maintained, and when he pushed the door in, it was almost silent.
Inside is a small space, more than 30 square meters, never more than 35 square meters.
It is about the same size as the living room of the large living room.
There is naturally a bar inside and a few small wooden tables that are fairly clean.
The bartender was a man wearing a peaked cap and a beautiful little beard, and several drinkers were drinking quietly.
The TV in the bar was on but no sound came out. The sound coming out of the speakers should be music from a vinyl record player, and the sound quality was quite good.
This is exactly the environment Shen Jinsong wants.
"Bring me a drink, it's so strong that it can kill me." He said as he walked to the bar.
The bartender quickly glanced up at him, then took a bottle of Granville from the wine rack and poured him a small half glass.
Shen Jinsong took a sip. It was spicy and fragrant. He didn't like the fragrance of flowers and green leaves.
But as long as he can get drunk, he can endure any kind of alcohol.
Taking another sip, he began to reflect on his previous meetings with Johnny, James, and Margaret.
The first is that they hypocritically say that they are sorry for "The Longly Master" and that there is nothing they can do.
Although Shen Jinsong deeply hates them to stand by, obviously they can increase the film arrangement of "The Longly Master" with a little operation, and they can only smile and say, "It's okay, there is indeed a problem with the quality of the film, your eyes are better than mine" and so on.
The next step is for James to quickly cut to the point and ask him if he can guarantee that the money laundering will be completed on time and in sufficient quantity. "There is a client. A big client. We can't afford to offend the client this time, so if you can't do it, say it as soon as possible, and we'll find someone else to do it."
"How much to wash?"
"Of course, the more the better," James told him. "There is a gambling agreement, step-by-step. If we don't launder the full $300 million for him, not only will we not earn a penny, but we will compensate him for the money laundering process. loss."
"And if we launder him more than $1 billion, there's a very high return."
"Between $300 million and $1 billion, we can make a little bit of money, but it's not sweet enough."
James was vague about what he said, especially not how much of a payoff there would be.
Shen Jinsong didn't go into it, just asked him, "How much can I get."
This is what Shen Jinsong cares about.
No matter how much James and the others can get, Shen Jinsong can only be jealous, but he can't get a piece of the pie.
They wouldn't even let him taste the sweetness.
In fact, the profits here are huge.
There is a lot of room for maneuvering.
The general procedure for money laundering in the industry is 40%.
For example, if there is a big gangster, he has 1 billion dollars of black money, which is not taxed, and he does not dare to spend it casually. It must be laundered into clean money.
Then he entrusted the business to James and Johnny, $1 billion in, and $600 million back to him.
The remaining $400 million is loss.
As for how much of the 400 million dollars was really wasted, and how much was the commissions that James and Johnny received, that magnanimous owl does not need to ask, nor can he ask.
In fact, the return of 60% is very good, and some black-hearted money laundering middlemen will only return half.
People want to wash 1 billion yuan, and he has to "waste" 500 million yuan from it.
The most slaughtered people complained a few words, should be washed or should be washed.
Because if you don't wash it, you can't use it!
You have 1 billion in cash, but you don’t even dare to buy a multi-million-dollar luxury car. When you buy it, the IRS will come up and ask, how did you get the money you used to buy the car? I didn't see you paying taxes.
No matter how tough the boss is, he wouldn't dare to fight against the IRS!
I would rather offend the FBI than the IRS!
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