"There is good news and bad news. Hey, this food is good!"

Shi Boxue not only saw thinly sliced ​​beef, but also sea cucumbers, abalone, yellow throat, frozen tofu... more than a dozen, there was a six-story rack next to the Eight Immortals table, full of stainless steel basins filled with ingredients. It was rare to see the scene of Yangchun Baixue and Xialiba people stewing together.

"Can you listen?"

Li Bai thought that he would pat his butt and leave soon, so that he would not cause any trouble to the organization.

"The good news is that our superiors have given affirmation and rewards to our achievements. The bad news is that we will make some concessions to Canada. After all, it is in other people's places. We must always give some face and make some compromises. As for the others, we don't need to worry about it."

Shi Boxue is not a fool, so he can naturally hear that there is definitely more than one problem in Li Bai's words.

"I understand! In other words, the land in Sanjiang Pavilion can't be preserved anymore!"

Li Bai naturally heard the subtext.

"Huh? What did you say?"

Zhao Ziwu's senior brother Benjamin Cao was confused when he heard it. He could not understand the maneuver between the two.

"Don't ask if you shouldn't, aren't these enough for you to eat?"

He slapped Senior Brother Benjamin on the back of the head, and Master Tactics Pang Zhi sat down with his butt.

The hairs behind him exploded, and Benjamin Cao immediately closed his mouth. No, like the witch of Qingyao, he ate it honestly, not thinking about the things that were there or not.

Isn't it good to have a hot pot meal?

It's better than angering the master and kicking him away from the table.

"It's better to come by a coincidence than to come by a coincidence, haha, I'm disrespectful!"

The sword master Tang Mingchen also came, followed by the two brothers Xiahou Wen and Xiahou Hua. An Eight Immortals Table quickly surrounded people.

"Will the land of Sanjiang Pavilion be given to Yassel Mining Co., Ltd."

Li Bai greeted the others to simmer hotpot together and continued the previous topic.

Although the others kept serving the hot pot with public chopsticks, they secretly raised their ears.

The assets of Sanjiang Pavilion have nothing to do with them, and they cannot express any opinions. By the way, there is no problem to be a melon-eating audience.

"Well!~ The situation is stronger than that of people. Sanjiang Pavilion has not gained a foothold here, so it can only suffer this immediate loss. These foreigners do not talk about the spirit of contract at all. They can do whatever they benefit themselves. The mining company sued it casually. The court ruled that the transaction contract was invalid, and the land could only return to the original owner."

The insulting idea mentioned by Shi Boxue is actually an example of Canada using it to threaten China. After all, this land is in Canada, not in China.

Although the Chinese mainland is not worth it, it is still beyond reach. No matter what, it is half a planet!

What's more, the Sanjiang Pavilion is a group of defectors with bad reputation and dissatisfaction. Unless they have been here for ten or eight years and have established a certain degree of popularity and influence, they don't need to fight any bullshit lawsuits. They directly dispatch the official army to suppress them, kill them, and then block the news. The forgetful public will not know that there are traces of such a group of people in this deserted land.

Think about Canadian Indians and Australian natives, aren’t they all coming here like this?!

In the capitalist world, law is just a fig leaf for power to trample. If you take the brain seriously, you will really lose!

"Damn it!"

Pang Zhi slapped the table lightly, but said nothing and continued to simmer a cabbage.

He is a Canadian Chinese. Although there are a large number of Chinese in Canada, his presence is very low. In many cases, he is just a wealthy sheep.

If Chinese people in foreign countries can take power, the current international situation is definitely a different story.

"What a pity for those gold mines and rare earths! I'm full, you guys continue!"

The sword master Tang Mingchen shook his head, put down his chopsticks and stood up, and left with his hands behind his back.

He wasn't full, but he was full!

It doesn’t matter if gold mines are. The gold reserves within the earth are actually not low. They are just not easy to mine. However, rare earth mines are a radish and a pit. There is one, there is one, and there is nothing. If there is a national strategic resource, it cannot be given a single gram.

Unlike some banana people (yellow skin and white heart), Tang Mingchen is still an old-school Chinese. Even if he is already a Canadian citizen, he still regards himself as a Chinese. He belongs to Canada and his heart is in China. Otherwise, he would not be invited to participate in the action team and become a foreign aid.

The government plunders the rights and interests of Chinese people in the name of high-soundingness, and such examples are common all over the world.

Chinese people want to improve their living environment in a foreign country unless they are enemies in China!

"Forget it, eat vegetables, don't talk about state affairs!"

Pang Zhi winked at the Xiahou brothers, and used public chopsticks to pick up beef slices of each of them, blocking back what they were about to say.

At this critical moment, don't make things difficult for everyone.

"That's what the Indians let it go?"

Li Bai asked about the tasks that the action team had not completed.

There is regret in the actions of Sanjiang Pavilion. The cunning Indians colluded with the traitors of Sanjiang Pavilion and used the golden trick to escape the shell and took away the human gene unlocking technology. The research on human genes belongs to the forbidden area of ​​God, so it is more or less a hidden danger.

"The superiors have arranged someone to handle it. This is not under the jurisdiction of 507. Maybe you need your help, after all, you are a member of the 'Saints'."

Even if Li Bai did not mention this, Shi Boxue, who had communicated with the local Chinese, would say hello to him in advance.

Knowing yourself and your enemy, you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. What's more, having the status of a senior member of the "Saints Association" and having a good relationship with the saints at the top, it is easier to find out Jaharal Choudhuri, one of the saints, than people outside.

"Well, I'll pay attention!"

Li Bai heard this and found that this matter was not over.

If the former financial director of Sanjiang Pavilion had not been stingy, the Indians would not have taken advantage of this.

A rumbling sound came from a distance.

"Is it going to rain?"

Shi Boxue raised his head and saw the starry sky all over the sky. Due to the excellent air quality, even the Milky Way could see clearly.

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Others could be seen vaguely in the passage deep in the entrance and exit. Although they were attracted, they found that the table was full, so they had to disperse in disappointment.

But unexpectedly, after a while, a group of people flocked out, carrying tables, chairs, pots, bowls, and stoves, and set up a midnight snack shop in the outlet. Not only hot pot, but also frying, stir-frying, cooking and frying, forming a small night market.

Except for the people of Yassel Mining Co., Ltd. and Indians who were under house arrest, most of the people in Sanjiang Pavilion still have certain freedoms.

In fact, when they are now letting them run away, they can't run far in the wilderness of the Rocky Mountains, and they are more likely to encounter danger.

In places where people are rarely visited, carnivores are not good at it.

Because of a hot pot, the entrance and exit became lively.
Chapter completed!