Zhao Xueyan was surprised that he had a lot of varied windbreaker brushing from Xiaoma, but he was happy and serious. He said that giving him all kinds of strange money printing papers, printing machines, color-changing inks, etc. was too nonsensical.

He is not a printer.

The ever-changing windbreaker is very beautiful, more magical than the invisible helmet painted on Big D. It can block close-range pistol shooting. Is this more handsome than a serious bulletproof vest?

After being happy, Zhao Xueyan invited the three of them into the lobby lounge area and asked the front desk to send tea, and then said, "You have done it over there, where is Hong Kong Island?"

Xiao Ma drank a big cup of tea on the spot, "Yan Master, I just took the guy to kill Lao Yao's flop, but Brother Hao disagreed. Oh, Brother Hao is too pedantic."

Song Zihao smiled happily, "Yan Yen, Yao Sheng has been with me for so many years. After my master had an accident, he took me in. Since he felt that I was so powerful that I was so powerful, I will withdraw from Hengda and let him play by myself."

"Thank you, Master Yan, for your advice, otherwise my life might be lost in a mess. I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid of implicating my family."

At the beginning, Tan Cheng was righteous and honest and said that he was a person who was loyal and respected brotherhood, so he was unwilling to betray Brother Hao. In order to stabilize Lao Yao, he contacted Wanwan's Xiao Wang.

These words can fool Song Zihao and Xiao Ma at the first time.

After a long time, everyone thought about it and realized that this was actually Tan Cheng afraid of the power of Stanley Yan Yen. Yan Yen was in the hospital, and he publicly expressed his appreciation for Song Zihao, and he also visited Song Zihao's father Song Jingwen.

Brother Hao is not stupid after all. He has been in the world for decades, but he just didn't expect that Mr. Yao would be stabbed in the back. When the matter was exposed, he would be able to slowly figure it out.

This is also the reason why Song Zihao came to thank him as soon as the three of them came back from Wanwan.

With laughter, Zhao Xueyan looked calm, "I said I don't need to thank me, it has nothing to do with me. By the way, is the electric board used by your Yao Group printing fake knives, and is it very different from the Chen Chao Group in Tsuen Wan?"

Zhao Xueyan had seen a fake knife electric board, but the teapot five-person group accidentally got Chen Chao's electric board away. That electric board was very handsome, basically the same as a real guy.

It’s nothing more than Brother Chen, Tsuen Wan. Except for the electric board, all other steps are very fake.

That time, Zhao Xueyan was not interested in printing fake knives, so he directly asked the teapots to return the electric board to Chen Chao. Because Dr. Zhao improvised the various knowledge about printing fake knives, Chen Chao even came to Jiulongzai and placed him, wanting to become a disciple.

He is not very interested in printing fake knives now, but inexplicably, he survives with the exception of an electric board...

When he was facing Song Zihao, he asked about the electric board casually, which was not abrupt. Well, he was just curious.

Dr. Zhao himself is determined not to print fake knives.

By the way, he has basically collected all the one-stop service for printing swords. Even if he really goes to printing, he is still a real guy. Where did he get the fake sword?

Song Zihao was a little surprised and responded decisively, "Our electric board is basically exactly the same as the real knife on the market, but the technology in other links is not good. Many things and materials are not available in the state's control."

"That's not an ordinary question of whether it's technical or not."

Zhao Xueyan disagreed when he heard this, "It's still a technical issue. Do you know? In the 1950s, America was not strong in its relationship with a certain Central Asian country. In order to get the oil there, he sent a gravure printing machine produced by the Ministry of Finance and specialized in printing knives."

"Now I heard that Central Asia wants to sell this printing press at a high price."

"Puff~"

As soon as he got here, Tan Cheng was teasing.

A printing knife printing machine produced by the Ministry of Finance? There is no way to get the authentic product.

Song Zihao was also stunned, and Xiao Ma's actions of lighting a cigarette were stunned.

Zhao Xueyan smiled again and said, "I wonder if you have any research. The color-changing ink of the White Elephant Country's big banknote is actually analyzed with the naked eye. It is the same as the American knife. Only you can ignite it with a lighter. When the real American knife is burning, it is red, and when the White Elephant Banknote is burning, it is black."

"So, if you get the gravure printing machine and go to Baixiangguo to get ink, it's just a waste of paper. Are you right?"

"If you finish the paper, then there is actually not much difference between what you printed and what the Ministry of Finance printed. As long as you don't use a lighter to burn it, the money detector will not be able to tell whether it is true or false."

"Isn't this a technical problem? Who is so idle that he often burns a lot of money to play with?"

"Xiao Ma, right? I know you are quite sexy. You often use American knife to light cigarettes, but you have been using fake knives. When you find a real knive, I don't believe you can light cigarettes often."

...

After these words were finished, Song Zihao and Tan Cheng were stunned again, while Xiaoma was stunned for dozens of seconds before speaking weakly, "Yan Ye, I'm not sexy."

Zhao Xueyan looked at Tan Cheng incredibly, "Do you? What do you think?"

Tan Cheng nodded quickly, "Brother Ma is quite sexy."

After saying that, he ignored Xiaoma's protest, Tan Cheng added, "I have never tried it even with a fake knife to light a cigarette. This is not something that ordinary people can think of."

After pausing, Tan Cheng couldn't help but say in surprise, "Yan Ye, where should I go for special paper for American knifes? This is too..."

Too one-stop!

To be honest, if the fake knife you printed by yourself is almost the same as the real knife, then does Tan Cheng still need to sell fans? What a joke, isn’t it to pay back the money? When the money you printed is basically the same as the real knife, sell a ghost fan.

Tan Cheng will lose fans in the future. It’s just that the fake knife business is no longer enough to satisfy him. He still earns too little real knife... If he can print it casually and spend it casually, then he will continue to sell fans after his brain is flooded?

Four-part, electric board, printing press, paper, ink!

As soon as Master Yan opened his mouth, he collected three of them. The last one was missing. This was a bit outrageous.

A happy printer prints all the money?! He died young, and this is a blessing for several lifetimes to print money.

Zhao Xueyan was speechless, "I have said so much, but you can't use your strength? It's just a piece of paper. Ameri is not strong enough, you can always find it if you look for it slowly."

In the stories he saw before traveling through time, the painter Li Wen of Wushuang relied on his own intelligence to gather the four plots step by step.

What Zhao Xueyan just said is from another story. In the second part, Ricky Tang, the boss of the Los Angeles Chinese Gang, brought a printing machine from Central Asia and produced by the Ministry of National Defense. The authentic ones can no longer be authentic.

From Ameriya to Ameriya to American paper, and then from Baixiang Country to ink.

The super fake knife printed by Ricky Tang is placed around the world. Fourteen of the fifteen banks cannot tell the authenticity of the fake ones. The only way to distinguish it is to use a lighter to ignite it.

This is the most nonsense problem. You have a bunch of American dollars. You need to ignite and burn it one by one to tell the truth... The richest man in the world doesn't have so much money to burn you.
Chapter completed!