Wu Dong had too many hidden secrets in his heart. After being seen through by the guest, he did not want to admit it immediately. This was manifested only when he was in a dilemma. As a tribe leader, he must be responsible to all tribe members, and his political views cannot change as soon as he wants.

It was precisely because Zhao Hui saw this that he believed that the other party would understand what he said.

The atmosphere in the hall was very tense, and the guards looked at each other, and they could not make their own decisions without the command of the leader.

Zhao Hui said again: "General Cui came here in person just to see the reality clearly."

Cui Xiping calculated that Zhao Hui grabbed the other party's vital points, so she cleared her throat and said seriously: "The so-called "knowing the times is a hero, not to mention that we did not mean that the Storm Clan in the Orange District, but the purpose was to make the tribe live a better life."

After some ideological struggle, Wu Dong finally couldn't stand it. He walked back to the chair and sat down weakly. It seemed that it was really difficult to survive under the pressure of Zong Zewei and Zhang Mingwei.

"You talk about how to change the lives of the tribe members?"

When Cui Xiping heard this, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Zhao Hui in a blink of an eye. The next arrangement was all in his mind.

As soon as the servant came in, Zhao Hui felt at ease. He said with a smile: "The orange area does not produce high-quality food, but the green area has it."

"That's theirs." Wu Dong didn't expect that Zhao Hui had known the inside story, so he showed disdain for the things in the green area.

Zhao Hui took out a piece of meat from the plate, chewed it with a good taste, and then spoke after he finished eating: "You can exchange oil for them, right?"

Wu Dong's face changed drastically. Did Zhao Hui keep monitoring him? He still pretended not to know anything and said with a confused look on his face: "Of course, but where is the oil?"

Zhao Hui shook his head and thought to himself that you, a person who is quick and open and honest, learns to pretend to be deaf and dumb. So he laughed and solved the mystery for Cui Xiping in surprise: "Of course it's under his feet. There is an oil well at the headquarters. As long as the mining range is expanded nearby, oil production will certainly not be a problem."

Wu Dong shrugged, looking like he was not concerned about his own affairs, "That well is Zhang Mingwei's lifeblood and the only oil well in Orange District."

Zhao Hui knocked on the plate and asked Wu Dong: "It seems that leader Wu has close trade with the Green Zone, what kind of transaction is he used?"

Thinking that the young man knew the secret, Wu Dong was speechless again: "I..."

Zhao Hui asked mysteriously, as if he was inquiring about something with an old friend: "There is nothing in the green area, but it is just a shortage of oil, right?"

"I……"

"Okay, don't hide it from us anymore. If you have experience in mining oil, you will leave it to you if you expand your output."

"You say it again." Wu Dong obviously didn't believe what he heard.

Zhao Hui paused word by word, and expressed his previous meaning in another way: "The well at the headquarters is handed over to you, but you have to promise something."

What request can Wu Dong agree to at this time? Logically speaking, this arrangement is a huge secret, but it is completely impossible to hide it.

Wu Dong is not stupid. It is harder to keep this secret than climbing to the sky, so he explained: "Keep it secret? You can't do it. As long as you appear there, you will immediately spread it to the entire orange area."

Zhao Hui laughed, "I know that the whole orange area is the result I want."

What exactly is it that made Wu Dong confused? "What are you talking about..."

"When you come back in a year, there must be more than ten oil wells in the Orange District, and it must be completely in the hands of Commander Cui and you. Zong Zewei is not allowed to get involved."

This is the transaction conditions between Zhao Hui and Wu Dong, and it is also the most bottom line requirement for him. It is only meaningful if it can be done. Otherwise, if the oil wells do not increase in a year, the basic planning will be considered a failure.

"this……"

Since Zhao Hui knew his secret, there was no need to hide it anymore. He had some research on oil extraction, but even if he was so bragging and imagination, he could not extract oil, but he had to rely on equipment.

Everyone knows that there is an oil well near the headquarters in the entire Orange District, and it is the only place in the Orange District. But no one knows that there is another set of equipment for this five-story basement, which is day and night. Although it is not refined, it is enough to allow the tribe to exchange the best food from the green area.

Zhao Hui said openly: "I know you need equipment, don't worry. Within three months, the oil production machinery that is more advanced than that well will be handed over to you."

"Where did you come from?" Wu Dong was a little unbelievable. Those equipment were not available everywhere, and it was not something that could be put into the fifth area with a pocket.

Zhao Hui smiled slightly, "This is not something you are worried about."

It is also a rule to not ask questions that should not be asked, let alone fools who cannot answer questions will continue to ask questions.

Wu Dong had his concern that increasing oil mining is a big deal in the Orange Zone. Just because young people and a woman talk nonsense here, the risk is still very high.

So he asked again: "How can you see the truth you told?"

"Do you think we have time to play here? Are you here to cheat you into eating or drinking?" Zhao Hui waved his hand, denied Wu Dong's idea, and then said, "That oil well is also a joke?"

There are countless tribes staring at the oil well behind the headquarters building, and they can't deal with Zhang Mingwei, so they can only watch. Cui Xiping, who is more powerful than Zhang Mingwei, has replaced him, and the forces are even more out of reach.

Wu Dong used oil to feed such a large ethnic group and had feelings for oil. Increased production represents improvement in life, which is consistent with the plans mentioned by young people and Cui Xiping.

When Zhao Hui stood in front of the building, he knew that Wu Dong had a stronger "weapon" than Zong Zewei, but his ambition was not as great as Zong Zewei. Besides, if you really talk about fighting and killing, he was indeed not a match for the leader of the Zong.

The thugs in the East Ninth District are all giants, and they have more guns than Wu Dong. As long as they keep their clan members safe, they can eat well and eat more than anything else.

But now there have been changes. The appearance of Zhao Hui and Cui Xiping made Wu Dong realize that in addition to eating enough, it is also a good temptation to eat well. If the tribe members can really get better wintering treatment this winter, it is definitely an irresistible temptation.

Zhao Hui and Cui Xiping's "visit" have achieved remarkable results. It can be said that it is a win-win result. We made an appointment with Wu Dong to go to the headquarters to hand over the specific work in ten days.

It has been more than 20 days since Zhao Hui returned to the Orange District. In another week, he will explain the oil mining matters for 30 days. He agreed to go back to the Second Autonomous Region forty days, but he cannot be late.

If you can't go back or you can't bring back more of the King's Tantalum coins, the fate of the Chai family will be rewritten, and the trade channel run by Zhao Hui will be interrupted. The key is that Chai Xiaoxia, Chai Haoyu, Chen Nannan and others will suffer endless hardships.

Before going back, you have to detour the Red Triangle, and a total of more than 1,000 kilometers will be reserved for at least four days.

Wang Zhitan coins are now four, one of which is originally from Chai Mansion, and three are taken out of Zhang Mingwei's clothes. Ninety-nine percent of the promise to the old patriarch were fulfilled, and the only thing left was to send it to this step.

Cui Xiping has too many things to be busy with, and Zhao Hui doesn't want to interfere. After all, she has to take care of everything here in the future. She has the right to build her own team so that she can be able to handle it.
Chapter completed!