Chapter 1322: The Money Is Here, Loyalty Is Here (Third Update, Please Subscribe)

"Master Ma!"

Walking on the streets of Quito, there are always people saying hello to Ma Baoguo. Now Ma Baoguo, Master Ma, is a celebrity in Quito. He is no longer just Master Ma in the martial arts gym, but also a guest of honor in the Presidential Palace - two years ago, he easily pushed down a 120-kilogram man with one arm on the street.

This incident immediately made the news, and for a time, "Chinese Kung Fu" was everywhere in Quito. Master Ma became a celebrity and was even invited to perform for the president. When he pushed a strong man away with one palm, the president was also shocked by the magic of "Chinese Kung Fu".

Although it was just a performance, it made Ma Baoguo famous. What is his biggest worry as a successful and well-known martial artist?

Of course, there are too many people who know him.

People kept greeting him along the way. In response to the greetings from passers-by, Ma Baoguo just nodded slightly, with an expression full of the pride and self-reliance of a great master.

"These foreign devils are easy to fool."

Ma Baoguo muttered to himself, but he also understood that foreigners are easy to deceive, but Chinese people are hard to fool, so now he basically does not accept Chinese disciples. Of course, the Chinese people also disdain his "Hunyuanmen" kung fu.

Chinese people don't cheat Chinese people. If they want to cheat, they will cheat foreigners. Of course, he is not cheating those foreigners, but teaching those foreigners Chinese Kung Fu.

As for how well the foreigners learn Kung Fu?

As the saying goes, the master can only lead you to the door, but it is up to you to practice. If they don’t practice well, then you can’t blame the master for not being able to teach them real kung fu.

However, the two sides do not interfere with each other.

Like many Chinese people, Ma Baoguo also lived in the commercial port area of ​​the Central Railway Station, which was actually a railway dependency. All railway stations in those days were like this, and the station area centered on the station belonged to the railway company.

Not only does the land belong to the railway company, but most of the buildings were also built by the railway company. This place is like a city within a city. From municipal administration to police affairs, all are managed by the railway company. Well, in fact, it can be understood as a large CBD. The municipal administration is the CBD manager, and as for police affairs... it is security.

However, as a country within a country... no, a city within a city, not only is the management level here higher than that of Quito, but there is also no extortion by officials and police. For this reason, this place not only attracts Chinese people, but also many locals to live here.

Most of the buildings in the commercial port are of modern Chinese style. Ma Baoguo lives on a side road next to the main street. The first floor is a shop and the second floor is a residence.

After returning home, Ma Baoguo went to the balcony and stood on it to look at the street below. The not-so-wide street was neither busy nor deserted.

Sitting on a lounge chair by the balcony, while enjoying the leisure of the evening, Ma Baoguo occasionally casts his eyes toward the street. The pedestrians passing by are both Chinese and foreign, and occasionally there are the bells of rickshaws or bicycles.

This three-story building along the street was bought by Ma Baoguo with the tuition fees of his apprentices for only 800 pesos. In fact, the price of an apartment in Daming might be the same. However, the shop on the first floor is also his, and he can earn more than 20 yuan a month by renting out the shop.

"Life is getting better and better..."

Just as Ma Baoguo was sighing that his life was getting better and better, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and unexpectedly saw an acquaintance.

"Why is Major Russo here?"

Looking at Major Lazo walking into the restaurant opposite, Ma Baoguo's eyes were full of confusion. Although they had only met once, Ma Baoguo was best at remembering people. This man was a favorite of the President, so why did he come here to eat?

Ma Baoguo didn't know what he saw, but Major Lazo was not here to eat, he was here to meet someone.

The room was very quiet, so quiet that the only sound could be heard was their voices whistling among each other, and even the ticking of watches, but perhaps it was an illusion.

How much time has passed?

It was almost a minute, but Mr. Amov in front of him just sat there quietly, smoking a cigarette, as if waiting for his answer, but didn't seem to care about his decision at all.

Finally, after a long silence, Amov spoke.

"Major, you have half an hour to make a decision."

What if you can’t give the other party a satisfactory answer within half an hour?

Major Lazo did not say anything. He took out a cigarette from the cigarette box on the table and smoked it silently. To the end, after putting out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, he lit another one.

While smoking, Lazo glanced at the HSBC Bank promissory note for one hundred thousand pesos on the turntable.

The bank draft is not big, only the size of a palm, but anyone can feel the weight of it.

One hundred thousand pesos!

Lazo knew very well what this money meant. He would never be able to earn that much money in his entire life. Although he was a major, he came from an ordinary family and his father was just a sergeant. The difference between him and his father was that he had attended military school and rose from second lieutenant to major.

But that's all.

As a major, he could not own a large piece of land like other officers. Even the so-called reform would not change all this. The Caudillos were always masters, and he was just a major, an officer without land or wealth. What would he have after retirement?

At most, you own a house, that's all.

The oligarchs who ruled the country were like the caudillos, they held all the power and wealth, and officers like him who were born in the civilian world... would always have nothing.

But now, as long as he keeps silent at the right time, or turns a deaf ear to what is happening in the city, the 100,000 pesos will belong to him, and he will even get another 50,000 pesos after the matter is over.

One hundred and fifty thousand pesos!

This is money he could never earn in his entire life. With this money, he can live a rich life in any European country!

Looking at the promissory note on the table, looking at the promissory note that can be exchanged in all HSBC banks around the world.

Lazo even began to wonder whether the officers had faced the same choice as him when Peru was occupied by the empire. Now, he understood many things that he had not understood in the past.

Why they can win so easily.

Because... this is the most powerful weapon!

Looking at the bank draft in front of him, Major Lazo knew very well that he actually had no way out, half an hour!

What happens if you refuse?

"Mr. President, I'm not sorry for you. It's all... all for the country and for the people of Ecuador!"

Looking at the tempting promissory note on the table, Lazo knew what he should do. While talking to himself in his heart, he had already made his choice.

Although the president has had great trust in him in the past few years, and it was also with the president's promotion that he became a major, and will even become a lieutenant colonel in the future.

However, faced with the temptation of 150,000 pesos, everyone will make the right choice.

Again, where the money is, there is loyalty.

Now faced with such a huge sum of money, Lasso made his own choice. After all, where the money is, loyalty is also here.

(End of this chapter)