Kingsman Agent in Film and Television

Chapter 1
1936 7 Month 3 Day.

A passenger ship was moving forward on the sea, facing the already visible port wharf, and the people who had been drifting on the sea for a month couldn't help cheering.

However, most of the cheers were in American English with various accents, and only a few of them belonged to Chinese people.

In front of the guardrail of the left channel of the passenger ship, two white men stood beside the ship with a young Chinese man between them.

Gazing at the approaching port, one of the white men asked:

"Dear Zhang, can this place really expand our assets tenfold?"

The young Chinese smiled, looked at the city in the distance, and said, "I said this number is a bit low, it may be twenty times, it may be fifty times, or... a hundred times!"

The white man was dumbfounded, and then quickly calculated.

He came to the far east with 200 U.S. dollars. If it was doubled a hundred times, it would be... [-] million U.S. dollars!

$200 million!
Is this what Zhang Chang said about painting big cakes?

The young man named York looked at Zhang Anping deeply.

He was sure that this was not a pie in the sky.

Because he knew that Zhang was a magical wealth magician.

Four years ago, he was still a construction worker who was struggling to make ends meet and had a job only because of the government's work-for-work relief program.

But now, because he sold half of his shares in the supermarket, he has become a rich man with a fortune of [-] US dollars and shares worth [-] US dollars!
And more than a month ago, Zhang told them to follow me to the mysterious China. After 15 years, I promise to make the [-] dollars in your hands tenfold!
"I regret it, I should sell all my shares like you!" York said regretfully.

"Yes, I regret it too—Zhang, you should have told us earlier that the increase might be [-] times, so I will sell all my shares." Another white youth named Bianchi also regretted said.

Zhang Anping looked at the two companions with a smile, and said calmly: "Have you forgotten what I once said: Never put all your eggs in one basket!"

"Follow me, you will have a [-]% chance of multiplying the cash in your hands dozens of times, but there is still a [-]% chance that it will be wasted - and those shares will become the guarantee for your food and clothing for the rest of your life. !"

Bianchi shrugged and spread his hands: "Zhang, we can always fail you."

"My dear friend, if you can speak to me, it will prove that what I said is wrong - well, the pearl of the Far East is about to arrive. From now on, please remember what I said before, you and I It’s a stranger, understand?”

"OK! Let's leave now?"

"Yes, leave now - remember what I said, after getting off the ship, go to the Ministry of Industry Bureau and register your trading company. The personnel you need will arrive when the next ship comes. At that time, please inform them on my behalf My heartfelt thanks.”

"OK!"

The two young Caucasians walked away with their shoulders crossed. Looking at their backs, Zhang Anping shook his head slightly.

I hope they can always remember that the reason why they get rich is because I, Zhang Anping, lead them.

Zhang Anping calmed down and stared at the approaching big Shanghai.

On September 1931, 9, a day that cannot be forgotten by the Chinese, he came across time, his soul replaced his predecessor, and became a 18-year-old boy named Zhang Anping.

In September 1932, he left his hometown and went to the United States.

Today, four years later, one year before the outbreak of the all-out war of resistance, he came back with the wealth he gained from four years of hard work in the United States.

Staring at the approaching city, the expressionless Zhang Anping suddenly laughed and murmured softly:
"My dearest and dearest cousin, your nephew is back, are you happy?"

His cousin's face could not help but appear in his mind:
Thick eyebrows and big eyes, especially those piercing eyes.

By the way, my cousin is now... supposed to be his second director in the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, right?

The passenger ship finally docked, and each passenger who had traveled for more than a month stepped onto the solid ground with curiosity, solemnity, apprehension, or excitement.

Pushing the suitcase that earned him his first pot of gold, Zhang Anping greedily breathed the air that belonged to the motherland.

Four years ago, when he left, the smoke of the [-] Songhu Anti-Japanese War had not cleared away. When he came back four years later, the smoke of the August [-] Songhu Battle was only one year away!

【What a troubled mother...】

Zhang Anping's gaze became firm.

The years of suffering are coming, and a chapter of disaster for the Chinese nation is about to begin.

As a Chinese who has traveled through time, he will experience and participate in this disaster chapter!

Dididi

The honking of a car came from the pier. Zhang Anping followed the sound and saw the military vehicle that was still honking its horn.

Through the car window, he saw a familiar face.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes. Although he wears black glasses, he can still feel the seriousness in his eyes.

"Uncle!"

Zhang Anping immediately put on a happy expression, and trotted to the car with the suitcase.

"boarding."

My cousin looked at Zhang Anping, who had changed greatly, and said calmly.

Zhang Anping glanced at the driver.Sure enough, it was Lao Zheng!

He was doing well, and within just a few years, he was working as a part-time driver for his cousin.

He got into the car calmly and said with joy: "Cousin, I really didn't expect you to come out to pick me up despite your busy schedule!"

The cousin suppressed his joy and pretended to be angry and said: "Hmph! I was buried by your mother for four years! I was the one who sent you to the boat four years ago. No matter what, after four years I have to put you out of the way." Got it back on the boat!"

"Haha, cousin, you and your mother are just like each other. Don't pull me off. Cousin, this is for you. American pilots wear these. They are much more fashionable than your glasses." Zhang Anping took out his glasses as he spoke. A delicate box, after opening it, he took out the delicate glasses, took the initiative to take off his cousin's glasses and put them on for him.

This is Zhang Anping's "invention". After it was sold to Bausch & Lomb, it became the standard equipment for American pilots. After it was opened to civilian use, it made a lot of money for Bausch & Lomb.

Well, Zhang Anshi is a porter, transporting other people's things to others in advance, and earning a little money...

My cousin liked these glasses very much, but he was used to being serious and did not show it. Instead, he asked calmly: "In the letter, you never said where you studied or what you studied - can you tell me now?"

"Cousin, don't ask me this once I come. I want to eat rice cakes, pan-fried buns, chaos, crab shell yolk..." Zhang Anping rambled on about a bunch of snacks that he had been craving for four years.

My cousin interrupted with a cold face: "Let's get down to business! You went to the school that someone found for you, but you ran away after attending it for three days! Do you know how angry your father was? Your cousin, I wanted to find a school for you. How much effort did it take? You ran away without saying a word!"

Zhang Anping "didn't dare" to be "cute" anymore, so he had to say honestly:
"Cousin, I don't want to study economics at all! The Japanese have been sharpening their swords since the Sino-Japanese War of [-]. The Russo-Japanese War, the annexation of Korea, Jiaozhou Bay, September [-], January [-], the Battle of Jehol, the Great Wall Anti-Japanese War, the North China Incident, Japan People's ambitions have reached the point where everyone knows that China is retreating again and again. It has no way to retreat and sooner or later it will have to go to war! At the critical moment of the country's survival, you want me to study economics? Can I continue to study? "

The cousin waited for Zhang Anping to finish, and said abruptly: "So you went to learn to be a spy?"

Zhang Anping pretended to be shocked: "You, you, how did you know?"

"Humph!" My cousin snorted coldly but did not explain.

Zhang Anping said honestly: "I originally wanted to learn how to fight, but then I thought about it. There are many people who can fight in our country, but there are very few people who are engaged in intelligence. In addition, uncle, you are engaged in intelligence, so I just learned intelligence, so I can help you."

"You really think so?"

"Of course! And the information industry is also very useful. It is common for a piece of information to save thousands of people. Sometimes the battle situation can be changed because of a piece of information—Brother Zheng, don't you think so?"

Zheng Yaoxian, who was driving, agreed: "Virgin, I think Anping is right."

"Hmph." The cousin snorted coldly.

Of course he thought so too—the reason why Zhang Anping was able to successfully enter the spy school in the United States was of course his credit. Possibly into an FBI-owned spy school. (At this time, the FBI did not have a special spy school, it must be there if the plot requires it!)
"Cousin, don't be angry—by the way, how many of the Communists did you catch before I left? Reporting the Communists is rewarded, shouldn't you give me some rewards too?" Zhang Anping deliberately Making money is a mystery.

Zheng Yaoxian, who was driving, couldn't help pricking up his ears. He didn't expect that little guy who always called him Brother Zheng in the past would secretly report his comrades!

"Bonuses? Hmph! You'll be fine if you don't clean up!"

"Ah? Is it wrong to report the Communist Party?" Zhang Anping looked "shocked".

"The person you reported is not the Communist Party! He was deliberately sent by the Secret Service Headquarters of the Party Affairs Investigation Section to find members of the Communist Party in the school! Because of your report, the Secret Service Headquarters wasted manpower and material resources!"

Zhang Anping was dumbfounded, and after a while he said helplessly: "I thought I had made meritorious service."

The uncle said coldly: "Remember, when you do this job, you must not show your emotions and anger, and don't show everything on your face—if you can't bear such a blow, then don't do this job!"

"Yes, I took note of it." Zhang Anping looked listless.

The two chatted a lot of gossip one after another. After Zhang Anping's mood "bettered", he opened his suitcase like offering a treasure, and took out a bunch of equipment:
"Cousin, look, these are all the equipment I bought - guess what they are for?"

After taking a glance, my cousin said in a slightly complimentary tone: "Have you forgotten what I do, your cousin? You are really thoughtful and know what my cousin lacks!"

Zhang Anping said nervously: "Ah? Cousin, you won't hack these treasures of mine, right?"

The cousin stared at Zhang Anping, his eyes could not be seen behind the sunglasses, and a word with rich meaning came out of his mouth: "Huh?"

"Okay, I'll give it all to you." Zhang Anping said with a pained face, "This is a baby bump that I exchanged for all the money I earned in four years!"

Seeing the distressed expression on Zhang Anping's face, my cousin couldn't help but secretly smiled, and then generously said: "It won't be confiscated directly—do you have a channel to buy this thing?"

"Yes, that's what my classmate is doing, cousin, do you want it?"

"I'll ask someone from the property department to contact you later, order 30 of each item—order 20 sets." The uncle originally wanted to order more, but considering that the Secret Service was a bit out of breath recently by the first and third places, Funds are relatively tight, and considering my cousin's in-law's bad face when he paid for it, I had to cut some of them off.

Make more money!
Zhang An agreed on the surface, but he smiled in his heart. Look, his trading company business has just opened!
Although he was happy in his heart, his face was still listless, and he pretended to say: "Cousin, this is actually the teaching equipment I prepared. Don't you have a special training class for Hong Gongci? Can I go to your place?"

"Do you want to be a student?"

"How about being a teacher! At my level, being a teacher is definitely the best teacher! I am extremely professional!" Zhang Anping boasted.

Thinking back on Zhang Anping's grades, my cousin acquiesced in his heart—his nephew can learn everything quickly, and he still has a photographic memory.

His heart moved: "Do you really want to be a teacher?"

Zhang Anping said matter-of-factly: "Of course! After studying for so long, you can't keep it all in my head, right? The Japanese are getting more and more excessive, and there's no telling when a big war will happen. I have to do something for our country, right?" ?”

"The Honggong Temple stopped after three phases, but I'm planning to do it again. You wait a minute. When the new class starts, you will be a trainee teacher first."

Zhang Anping said shamelessly: "I think I can be a class teacher."

My cousin laughed in anger. After three special training classes at Hong Gong Temple, he didn’t even get to be the head teacher. You, a little brat, still want to be the head teacher?

　About the predecessor of the military command: the earliest secret investigation team, in 32 it became the Secret Service Department of the Fuxingshe, in 34 it annexed the Investigation Section of the Nanchang Camp Secretariat, in 35 it was established together with the Party Affairs Investigation Section (predecessor of the Zhongtong) and became the XX Bureau of Investigation and Statistics. There is 1 branch of the Party Affairs Investigation Section, 2 of the Secret Service, and 3 new posts in charge of postal inspection.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)