On the street.

Shen Lie quickly caught up with Li Rusong and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Master Li, stay here."

But Li Rusong ignored him and walked away angrily even faster.

Shen Lie smiled slightly again and said hello: "Master Li, please go slowly."

Seeing Li Rusong walk away in a hurry, Shen Lie smiled slightly and said to Wang Hu: "Let's go back to the Yamen."

The two of them walked on the dimly lit street.

Shen Lie walked in front, and Wang Hu followed closely behind half a step behind.

After a while.

Shen Lie suddenly stopped, turned around, and patted Wang Hu's thin shoulder a few times. At this time, he felt that this kid was still of some use.

This matter.

Wang Hu must have contributed a lot!

A yamen really needs people who are sensible, discerning, have a good background, and have the connections to borrow money.

Regardless of whether this huge sum of 50,000 taels was borrowed or given as a gift, the funds were sufficient anyway, and Shen Lie could free up his hands and feet to do something big.

Wang Hu doesn’t take credit either.

only.

Looking at Li Rusong who left angrily, he wondered: "What's wrong with Mr. Li?"

Shen Lie told the story about the IOU, and then laughed at himself: "We can't compare to Mr. Li. He sits on the land of Liaodong and has more than 100,000 elite soldiers under his command. What about us..."

There is only one hundred households under his command.

There is no comparison between people.

Not to mention.

Wang Hu then smiled apologetically: "Your Excellency, you are wise."

One day later.

Beijing.

British government.

Several maids carried trays and walked gently into the gorgeous living room. They placed fruits, snacks, and Cangzhou's fine Qiulubai neatly.

Then he bowed and bowed.

In the living room.

Wang Chengxun, the commander-in-chief of water transportation, was present, and sitting on the other side of Wang Chengxun was the elderly British Duke Zhang Xun.

On the huanghuali table between these two top martial artists with heavy weapons, there were two more IOUs.

In an odd silence.

As the British Duke opened his mouth, his dim-looking eyes fell on the IOU, as if two rays of light flashed away.

After another moment.

Then Wang Chengxun stood up and left.

Zhang Xun pondered deeply, put away the two IOUs, and hurriedly walked into the inner house. After washing and changing clothes, he took a few guards and left the British mansion.
Chapter completed!