At eight o'clock in the evening, Cui Enyun came to pick up Yan Fenghuo on time, and Jin Ji naturally followed. After choosing to betray completely, this woman put everything on Yan Fenghuo. As for why she put everything on this person whom she just didn't know.
Even she felt strange about the man who had spent forty-eight hours.
But no matter what, Jin Ji completely rebelled. But she very wisely chose to talk to Cui Eunze on the phone, which delayed a little time. Everything is tonight. As long as tonight is over, there may be an earth-shaking change.
Cui Enyun, who came to pick up Yan Fenghuo at eight o'clock, brought a group of fully armed soldiers with a very serious look on his face. He seemed to be aware of what was going to happen at night.
"This club is very safe, at least it's safe to stay inside." Cui Enyun parked the car at the door of a luxurious villa building and said: "This is a gathering place for investment businessmen from all over the world. No one can interfere here."
There are various luxury cars parked outside the club, some of which cannot be bought in North Korea at all. They are brought in by businessmen across the border through various connections. It can be said that the businessmen here support North Korea's very important economic development system.
, is the place that Jin Sanpang focuses on.
"If my guess is correct, you may not be qualified to enter here." Yan Fenghuo stared at Cui Enyun.
When asked this way, Cui Enyun said bluntly: "Yes, I am not qualified to enter here, but I am friends with several businessmen inside. I have protected their lives, so I will be invited."
"There shouldn't be many high-level North Korean officials here, right?" Yan Fenghuo asked with a smile.
It has only been a few days since he arrived in North Korea, and he has gradually come across some phenomena of North Korea, a country that is very mysterious to the outside world. For example, a club like this gathers businessmen from various countries who come to invest, representing a lot of money.
.In addition to being protected by the military, it is difficult for any high-level person to get involved in this kind of place.
Because all this money belongs to Jin Sanpang, under the system of dictatorship, he will not let anyone get involved in it. As long as it is about money, he has been sparing no effort to personally handle it.
"There are very few, but there are a lot of Korean soldiers here." Cui Enyun thought for a moment and said: "These soldiers are directly under the command of Marshal Jin Sanpang, and even the waiters and all the dancers inside are soldiers. Here is
The place that Marshal Jin Sanpang attaches most importance to is something that any high-ranking officer will stay away from."
"What about you?" Yan Fenghuo looked at Cui Enyun with a smile.
"Me? Haha... I'm just a small middle-level officer, just a small role, hahaha..."
Cui Enyun laughed, picked up a black suitcase from the car and walked inside with Yan Fenghuo.
"Please stay." A doorman wearing a Western tuxedo blocked Yan Fenghuo's path.
The doorman is tall and handsome, and his tuxedo is stylish, but the combination of the two gives people a nondescript feeling. It's like soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms and ordinary workers wearing camouflage uniforms, which are very inconsistent. This door
It would be better for children to wear camouflage uniforms instead of tuxedos.
With a "pop" sound, Cui Enyun opened the black suitcase in his hand, revealing the U.S. dollars piled inside.
These dollars were given to him by Yan Fenghuo, a total of one million.
"This is a businessman from China who came to invest and has already received approval." Cui Enyun said calmly: "Mr. Yan is planning to develop the two large-scale iron ore mines that have just been explored in Mount Kumgang, and..."
Cui Enyun paused and pointed at Jin Ji.
Seeing Qian and Jin Ji standing obediently behind Yan Fenghuo, the doorman immediately showed great enthusiasm, opened the door for Yan Fenghuo diligently, and bowed his waist to let him in.
Cui Enyun closed the box, smiled and said to Yan Fenghuo: "Mr. Yan, don't mind, if you want to know here, you need to meet certain investment intention standards."
While talking, Cui Enyun, who walked in with Yan Fenghuo, handed his black suitcase to a waiter next to him and said, "Yan Daniu, a businessman from China, has an initial investment of one million US dollars."
The waiter immediately took the box, solemnly opened a delicate notebook, and carefully wrote on it.
This scene gave Yan Fenghuo a particularly weird feeling, as if he had bought a ticket with one million US dollars. But this ticket was just a ticket, not even a souvenir.
"Mr. Yan, your initial investment will be properly kept by the national treasury for you." The waiter who took the record smiled and said: "If you need to invest somewhere, or have any intention, please apply with this membership card, and then the treasury will
Funds will be invested in batches based on your investment intentions.”
Yan Fenghuo miscalculated. It turned out that he still had a souvenir, a membership card made of pure gold.
Holding this membership card, Yan Fenghuo didn't know what to say for a long time. One million US dollars turned into North Korea's treasury revenue in the blink of an eye. If you need to invest, you have to apply. After applying, you still have to invest in batches.
Funds. Once your own money changes hands, it becomes the money of the North Korean treasury. Although it is still your money in theory, it has actually become North Korea’s money...
I scolded the guy next door, who the hell came up with such a shameless method? It’s simply more shameless than Lei Xiao!
"Don't feel weird, all the businessmen here have had this experience." Cui Enyun said with a smile.
"They can't make money." Yan Fenghuo smiled and shook his head.
Indeed, according to this mechanism in North Korea, no businessman can even think of making a dime in North Korea. Your investment will be uniformly controlled by the national treasury, and the money earned... will also be uniformly controlled by the national treasury. Don't do this in Jin San Pang
No one can make a penny with this face-saving method!
"Why do they want to make money?" Cui Enyun said in surprise: "You can have a lot of fun with one million dollars under protection. Why do they want to make money?"
Yan Fenghuo was stunned for a moment, and then he felt even more ridiculous: Jin Sanpang was just a ticket seller!
A weird country, a weird Jin Sanpang!
In the club, you can see foreigners with all kinds of faces, even black people. These people are holding wine glasses and laughing and chatting with each other. Young and beautiful Korean beauties are circulating among them. Occasionally, if their buttocks are touched, they just sip.
A smile revealed a captivating look in his eyes.
"Hey, Chinese!" a familiar voice suddenly came.
A young European and American man wearing a plaid shirt and a cowboy hat walked towards Yan Fenghuo with his arms around two beautiful Korean girls.
The moment he saw this guy, Yan Fenghuo was startled: Ruidi! War Ruidi!
Almost instantly, Yan Fenghuo's mind was drawn to the banks of the Don River, where three Tomahawk cruise missiles...
"I didn't expect to meet Chinese **** here, hahaha..." Ruidi laughed drunkenly and said: "Girls, let me tell you a secret. Chinese people are like toothpicks, especially this Chinese person.
Hahaha... Do you want a real giant stick? Yes, I have an extremely fierce giant stick."
"Oh shit!"
Yan Fenghuo cursed and rushed directly towards Ruidi.
"Hahaha... small toothpicks, Chinese people all have small toothpicks, hahahaha..."
Ruidi shook his butt and laughed, leaving the two girls behind and ran towards the bathroom.
"I'm going to kill you!" Yan Fenghuo chased Ruidi into the bathroom with a fierce look in his eyes.
The people around seemed very accustomed to this scene. They just glanced at it and continued to play with themselves, flirting and amusing themselves with the North Korean beauty.
"boom!"
The bathroom door was closed tightly and Yan Fenghuo stared at Ruidi. Ruidi was not to be outdone and stared at Yan Fenghuo.
"Tell me!" Yan Fenghuo gritted his teeth and said, "Have you ever gone back and slept with your boss?"
Ruidi was stunned, laughed loudly, stretched out his hand and hugged Yan Fenghuo hard.
They may be considered comrades-in-arms, comrades-in-arms who were still alive and kicking under the attack of three Tomahawk cruise missiles.