At that moment, Commod returned to his room to bring Zhong Yi a brown-red wig cover.

A few minutes later, Zhong Yi, who had wigs, appeared again in front of Commod.

After seeing Zhong Yi, Commod immediately became stupid: "God, I must be dazzled!"

No wonder Commod was so surprised, because after Zhong Yi put on the red wig, he could no longer tell whether he was an Oriental or a Westerner.

Because Zhong Yi's five-tube contour was originally quite clear, especially his eyes were deep, which looked very similar to Westerners. It was just that his head of black hair was not common in the West. However, after wearing a red wig, the remaining oriental characteristics disappeared in the end, so it is difficult to tell whether he was an Oriental or a Westerner?

After a moment of silence, Commod continued, "Zhong, I seriously suspect that you have Western blood."

"Don't doubt it." Zhong Yi said with a smile, "My great-grandmother is a British man, so I have one-eighth of British descent."

"Oh Tfark?" Commod said in surprise. "You actually have one-eighth of British descent? Why have we never heard you mention this?"

"What's there to say?" Zhong Yi shook his head and said, "This is not something worth showing off."

When Commod heard this, he couldn't help rolling his eyes. In today's China, I don't know how many people want to have one-eighth or even one-sixteenth of Western blood, and they are very proud of it, but Zhong Yi looked disdainful, as if having Western blood is something that makes him feel ashamed of.

Shaking his head, Commod continued, "Zhong, what exactly do you want to do when you make this happen?"

"What to do?" Zhong Yi smiled slightly and said, "I want to do business, do a big business!"

"Doing business?" Commod was confused when he heard this. He needed to wear a wig and dress as a Westerner?

"You guessed it, this big business cannot be achieved without the identity of an American," Zhong Yi said. "From now on, I am George, George Will, your Connecticut fellow villager."

"George Will?" Commod frowned, "What do you want to do?"

After pausing, Commod continued: "I declare in advance that if you want to act recklessly in Shanghai under the guise of the Americans, then I will never agree."

"Mr. Minister, are you threatening me?" Zhong Yi's face immediately became cold and he said in a deep voice, "Think about your shares in Yinfa Bank, and think about the Harry Bott series that your publisher is publishing."

Commod's expression immediately collapsed, and he suddenly realized that he was really not qualified to show off in front of Zhong Yi.

Because Zhong Yi has very few requests from him, but he has many who can bring to him and the Commod family.

Fortunately, Zhong Yi didn't say much, and then gently exposed it, saying, "Find an opportunity to introduce me to the Shanghai martial arts world, just say that I am a businessman from Connecticut and come to Shanghai to do business, but I like boxing and Chinese martial arts. Then tell them that I am the top player in the boxing club at the University of Connecticut!"

"Businessman? The top player in the boxing club?" Commod was confused.

Zhong Yi did not explain and continued, "Then introduce me to Baron Sassoon!"

"Introduce you to Baron Sassoon?" Commod suddenly understood what Zhong Yi wanted to do.

"What?" Zhong Yi said coldly, "Is there a problem, or are you unwilling to introduce it to me?"

"No, no, I do." Commod quickly raised his hand to surrender, and said, "Zhong, don't look at me with such a cannibalistic look. I am your friend, not an enemy."

"Oukai, that's it." Zhong Yi suddenly smiled and pulled the wig on his head, revealing a bare head. In order to fit the wig better, he shaved his short hair.

"Let's go." Zhong Yi put away his hair condom, then stepped forward and hugged Commod's shoulder and said, "Go to play mahjong."

After a while, the two went up to the second floor. Commod walked in front. As soon as he entered the door, he heard Maijose and Liqimo complain loudly there: "Why have you been there for so long? Is it so difficult to make me so hard?"

Then, the two of them saw Zhong Yi walking in and were stunned.

"God, who did I see?" McJoseph exaggeratedly, "Bell?"

Li Qimo also said exaggeratedly: "Zhong, are you going to play mahjong with us?"

"Why, are you scared?" Zhong Yi said, "If you admit defeat now, I can let you go, but if it starts later, you are not allowed to admit defeat. If you don't play eight laps, you will never stop!"

"Oh no, I will definitely not admit defeat, I will definitely not." McJoseph shook his head repeatedly and said, "We are just a little worried that you don't have enough money. You know, we are fighting very big."

"Don't worry about my money." Zhong Yi smiled, "As long as you can win, I can afford it."

"This is what you said." Li Qimo laughed, "We will give the bottom of ten pounds, and there will be no cap on the top!"

Zhong Yi sat down and started a four-person battle.

At the beginning, not to mention Commod, Lichmore and McJoseph were also full of confidence.

In any case, they have been fighting in the Shili foreign market in Shanghai for many years. They are confident that their mahjong skills have reached a certain level. They are incomparable to bigwigs like Du Yuesheng and Sassoon, but they are more than enough to kill rookies like Zhong Yi. Yes, in the eyes of them, Zhong Yi is just a rookie.

After two laps, Li Qimo and the other three were more confident.

Because Zhong Yi fired several cannons in a row, but he didn't have Hu.

But from the third round, the wind direction suddenly changed. Zhong Yi actually made three heavenly cards in succession. First, he made the Qinglong, then the national name Wushuang, and finally he made the Eighteen Arhats!

With just these three cards, Zhong Yi won more than 5,000 pounds.

Li Qimo and the other two were a little excited. The experts could tell if there was any one. But they could see that their mahjong levels were not on the same level as Zhong Yi, and if they continued to play, they would probably lose.

But the problem is that Zhong Yi blocked their retreat from the beginning, so he had to bite the bullet and beat him.

At dawn, eight rounds of mahjong were finally finished. Zhong Yi killed all sides, while Li Qimo and the others lost their underwear.

In the end, the three of them not only lost all their cash, but even sent more than 30,000 pounds to Zhong Yi.
Chapter completed!