Kananga is still hot. No matter whether it rains or not, thunder or not, the sun is hanging in the sky, motionless. It has been exposed to this barren and desolate land and a group of dark people. It seems that the hard days will never end. So, the sun is still burning!

The people of Kananga are actually not lonely. Although twelve or three days have passed since the time when the cartel cut off its head, it is obvious that the people of Kananga are really low-level. The memory is so good, and I am still enjoying talking about everything about the cartel!

"I think this cartel is not dead well," said a middle-aged black man. "I heard that cartel has been suffering from female comrades over the years. Whether it is a woman flying in the sky or a woman crawling on the ground, they have no negotiations every day. If you don't follow me, you will beat me up! You can be said to be a beast!"

Another black old man obviously disagreed with this and frowned:

"No, no! This cartel is still our Kananga, and even an important figure in Congo. It's so unknown. A Long Chinese killed him, but he couldn't come up with a convincing truth. It's really hard to accept! The old saying goes: 'People need shame, trees need bark'. I admit that the Long Chinese are not good to us Congolese people. But one code depends on one code, which is a matter of face!"

"That's right! These things are not something we can control, let them go. Who knows how many secrets are hidden in this matter? The cartel is lustful, but it's not true that he was killed! The facts, even if we are not happy with the result, we can't change it!" Another old man next to him sighed,

"Also, I heard that this is an order issued by Minister Crael himself! Who dares to say one more thing? Then don't you seek death? Forget it, let's just make a quick fetch. I've said too much, I'm afraid it's not good for us..." Hearing this, the remaining two men nodded and said yes.

The name ‘Creer’ has obviously dampened many people. Some authorities are always unchallenged by others. Some words can be understood by themselves, and saying them only adds trouble.

It is undeniable that people have different opinions on the same matter, and there are many different opinions on the same matter. However, Lu Ziyu, as the person involved, couldn't take care of so much, or didn't expect so much at all! Destroying the cartel is not a skill, and Lu Ziyu shamelessly got 49% of the shares originally belonging to the cartel uranium mine from Krell!

Lu Ziyu alone gets 49% of the shares! What kind of number is that? It is enough to allow Longhua to produce more than 20 nuclear warheads in one year! More than 20!

There are still 51% of the shares left, naturally, completely controlled by the Congo government. Although Congo is a little behind now, no one does not want to develop, and no stupid person does not leave a way out for himself!

The most important thing about being willing to give 49% of the shares of the uranium ore to Lu Ziyu is naturally the pressure from Longhua; secondly, Krell is not a fool. Can a person who can make Longhua pay so much attention to be an ordinary person? It is said that he is a good relationship, but in the end he gives Longhua a face.

"Comfortable, heroic!" Lu Ziyu's eyes were almost narrowed into a slit, and he lit a cigarette and squirted with a happy and satisfied look. "This is a high-ranking official who is easy to talk to." Holding the contract in his hand, Lu Ziyu suddenly felt happy, "If Shangguan Yi knew that I had obtained the contract so easily, he would probably be depressed! Haha!"

Yuan Shenrong smiled and agreed:

"The most depressing person should not be Shangguan Yi, but the cartel. Not only do people die, but even their shares become someone else's. It's time to be depressed when they say it!"

Lu Ziyu smiled mysteriously, "It's more than that. Look at this." After that, Lu Ziyu handed over another stack of contracts to Yuan Shenrong.

"What?" Yuan Shenrong glanced at him and immediately understood, exclaimed: "A Yu, why are you getting rich again? Oh my God, there are so many mines and two diamond mines. Do you think how much money you will make in this amount? It's so rich!"

It’s not that Yuan Shenrong was surprised, but the contract given by Lu Ziyu was so shocking. Almost half of the mines controlled by the cartel were in Lu Ziyu’s hands, and there were two super-large diamond mines! This money was enough to make countless people feel crazy about it! It’s reasonable that Lu Ziyu was so happy and Yuan Shenrong was so shocked!

"Husband, I'm great." Lu Ziyu blinked his eyes and showed an evil smile at Yuan Shenrong, and glanced up and down at Yuan Shenrong's body.

"Not serious!" Yuan Shenrong glanced at Lu Ziyu, found an excuse to walk back to the bedroom, and continued to study the book "Guiyandao".

Yuan Shenrong is now a master of formation. If his own strength is not limited, he would probably have achieved much better than he is now. However, just now is enough to make many people afraid or even fear! Under the True Qi Realm, there is no pressure, assuming that Yuan Shenrong must hold enough signs or small copper plates in his hand.

"What? Zate invites me to dinner?" Lu Ziyu answered Zhang Ming's call and felt a little confused in an instant.

I have only been to Kananga for two days, and I have not done anything that shocked the world and was so shocking that I could not fight with Zart, and I had never even met me. Why did he treat me to dinner?

"Okay, okay. Then I'll go there right away! You wait." After thinking about it, Lu Ziyu finally agreed. Seeing the thirty-five oil fields in Zater's hands, Lu Ziyu had to give this face. That was also money, and it was the driving force for Longhua's future development!

The Haitian Hotel is a bustling mess, and it seems that the business has never been checked! Even though a big man died here not long ago, it has gradually faded out of people's sight. Enjoyment is the most important thing when people live.

When Lu Ziyu rushed to the Haitian Hotel, Zhang Ming and a middle-aged man were already sitting together. From a distance, the middle-aged man was a little thin, wearing a pair of glasses, with bright eyes, but no skill. "It really looks like a profiteer!" Lu Ziyu thought to himself and walked straight over!

"Oh, Brother Zhang Ming." Lu Ziyu called out that festively, "Where are you getting rich these days? Why do you look a little more kidney deficiency? Could it be that you have just had a vigorous exercise with your sister-in-law?"

Zhang Ming's original smile suddenly stiffened on his face, so angry that he couldn't speak. But Lu Ziyu was endless.

"Bang"! Sitting on the stool, Lu Ziyu slapped his thighs suddenly and said regretfully: "Oh, I also said to invite Brother Ming Ri. Hei Mei. It seems that it is not possible now. My second brother can't be hard, he has kidney deficiency. Young people cannot be too rude. They must learn to control themselves..."

"Can you stop talking? I feel that the carbon dioxide is coming a little violently, and I can't stand it anymore!" Zhang Ming looked frustrated. "I'm afraid I probably had probably slept with this bastard's wife back then, otherwise I wouldn't have been so troubled in my life!" Zhang Ming found a reason in his heart to convince himself.

"Haha", Lu Ziyu smiled awkwardly, smiling as lustful as a beast.

Zhang Ming glared at Lu Ziyu, then said, "I'll introduce you to you. This is Zart, a famous oil tycoon in Kananga. I believe you have heard of it."

"Mr. Zart, this is the Lu Ziyu you are looking for, Mr. Lu. You can get to know each other."

Without letting Zhang Ming say more, Lu Ziyu bounced off the chair and said with a smile: "Oh! Mr. Zart, I have been so happy to see you. Although your face is a little darker, it looks much better than my Ming Ge's face with kidney deficiency. It's much more energetic. It doesn't make any disturbances at all!"

"Uh?" muttered in surprise. Zate obviously didn't understand what Lu Ziyu said, but he smiled politely and said, "It's my honor to see Mr. Lu!"
Chapter completed!