"That's good...Hey, I'm actually quite used to it, but my old lady can't get used to it..." the old man sighed.
"Be patient, I will ask them to hurry up. In addition, repair the place where you live first. After it is perfected, you can bask in the sun at the beach every day."
"I'm old. Now it's the world of you young people. It's time for me to bask in the sun." The old man spoke with a twilight tone as if the sun was setting.
"Wouldn't it be better to strategize?"
"Well, yes, in fact, I also have some feelings for Somalia. Haha, being able to change a place right before my eyes can be regarded as fulfilling a dream in my heart. However, after the overall situation here is settled, I still have to return to China.
After all, this is not my hometown."
"Okay, once this place is settled, I will introduce you to a place to retire." Zhang Yang said with a mysterious face.
"Where?" The old man was aroused by Zhang Yang's mysterious expression.
"Pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain!"
"Haha, I understand, good place, good place, good, by the way, you really don't want to take Liu Biao and Aze to Japan?" The old man's smiling face turned serious.
"No."
"Are you worried about my safety and asking them to protect me?" The old man stared at Zhang Yang closely.
"I'm leaving in a few days. Tomb Sweeping Day is coming soon. I want to go and get familiar with Japan a few days in advance. I'm not sure what the general said." Zhang Yang said to himself noncommittally.
"Are you also worried about their safety when they go to Japan?" The old man still stared at Zhang Yang closely.
"That's it. I'll be very busy these days. I have to let the nearby farmers know that we invested here." Zhang Yang smiled and walked out alone.
"..."
The old man's eyes were fixed on Zhang Yang's back. He still couldn't understand what this young man was thinking. Ever since he was in the bookstore, this young man had been like a mysterious existence.
In fact, what the old man guessed was basically the same. Indeed, Zhang Yang was afraid that something might happen to Aze and Liu Biao when they went to Japan. After all, the goals of the three of them were huge, and Liu Biao was too arrogant, and Aze was too murderous.
In addition, Zhang Yang felt uneasy about letting the old man and his wife stay in this place where the foundation was not stable, so Zhang Yang decided to go to Japan alone.
The legendary war between strong men, I wonder what it will be like?
Zhang Yang has a strong expectation for the battle on Mount Fuji eighteen years ago.
Thinking of the general's fierce and powerful aura that dominates the world, it is really hard for Zhang Yang to imagine that anyone can fight against the general. Although the general has not shown any martial arts in front of Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang can feel the general's power.
Through telepathy, Zhang Yang believed that even the strong man he met in the provincial capital park was far from the general's opponent. That man was incomparable to the general in terms of power and magnanimity, and the killing aura exuded by the general was even more so.
It's suffocating... Little Yinmei seemed to feel Zhang Yang's boiling blood. Her soft body turned a few times in Zhang Yang's pocket, and she poked out her little head. Zhang Yang gently stroked Yinmei's smooth fur,
He couldn't help but smile, and he discovered that Little Yinmei was also a militant. As long as there was a fighting atmosphere, it would be more excited than anyone else.
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In the next few days, Zhang Yang used his brain crazily to design a long-term plan for the village, and developed a large amount of idle knowledge in his head.
Now, Zhang Yang sometimes admires himself. A lot of knowledge that he has never had any contact with actually appears on his own when needed. His own brain is like a magical computer. He can get the answer to any information he searches for.
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The village ushered in a wave of feverish development. First, roads were built, and several simple roads were maintained solidly and wide, with green trees planted on both sides.
There must be a brave man under the heavy reward!
It's easy to do things if you have money. Under Zhang Yang's money offensive, the entire tribe participated in the construction. No matter men, women, old or young, everyone was full of energy, because they all had money to work, and they settled the accounts every day. This was simply
It's a pie in the world. You know, this is building infrastructure for themselves.
Embleton's construction team also gathered together. What made Zhang Yang speechless was that this construction team was actually his cousin. Of course, Zhang Yang didn't bother to care about it. He probably just wanted to keep the wealth from going to others. However, let
Zhang Yang was pleased that his cousin was indeed a good house builder, and he worked day and night. In just a few days, the planned base actually took shape, and the residential houses built in the village were also completed.
Work started in an orderly manner... The three oil tankers that were kidnapped by the Siberian Petroleum Company were also contacted. The three pirate leaders almost immediately agreed to Embleton's request. Although the US$1.8 million was not much, there was no middleman to divide it up.
Benefits, things are much simpler. After all, these three ships have been kidnapped for a long time, and the pirates are also afraid of long nights and dreams.
Zhang Yang did not hesitate and immediately asked the old man to call and asked the underground bank to pay US$5.4 million to the pirate's overseas account. After that, Zhang Yang answered Abramovich's call.
"Hello, this is Zhang Yang, I'm looking for Mr. Abramovich." After the call was answered, it was a sweet-sounding female voice. Apparently, she was Abramovich's secretary.
After waiting for a while, Abramovich answered the phone.
"Hello!" Abramovich's voice was lukewarm. He had been feeling very uncomfortable recently because he had been in Yemen for almost a month and the four kidnapped oil tankers still had not been dealt with.
Well, the middleman was asking for prices all over the place, and the four oil tankers belonged to three pirate factions, making it impossible to coordinate. He already had the idea of killing someone.
"Hello, Mr. Abramovich, this is Zhang Yang. Is our agreement still valid?"
"Agreement?" Apparently, Abramovich had forgotten the agreement with Zhang Yang. He answered the phone just to save the general's face.
"You really forget things. It seems that we don't need to talk anymore." Zhang Yang smiled lightly and hung up the satellite phone.
one!
two!
three!
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"Beep..." Sure enough, Zhang Yang thought about the phone in his hand. It was Abramovich's number. Zhang Yang didn't answer it. He looked at the old man, and the old man looked at Zhang Yang. The two of them just stared at each other, listening to the phone.
Keep ringing.
"Why don't you answer the phone?" Finally, the old man couldn't help but ask.
"This is punishment. Of course, it mainly puts psychological pressure on him. When we negotiate, he will feel a sense of oppression because he is afraid that I will never answer the phone after I hang up." Zhang Yang played with his hands.
The phone laughed.
"...Boy, I have a way..." the old man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.
"Abramovich, what's the matter? I'm very busy." At the thirty-fifth second, Zhang Yang answered the call. This is a very strange number. If you don't answer the call, the other party will be injured.
Negative resistance, from a psychological point of view, is very unsuitable for negotiation.
"Haha, excuse me, excuse me, I want to say that our agreement must be effective, I don't know..." Abramovich suppressed the unhappiness in his heart. He had never been so angry, even if it was the money he gave to Russia.
There is no need to wait for so long when the president calls.
"Well, very good. In thirty minutes, three oil tankers will be released. At that time, you can contact your crew. I will not hide it from you. I paid the pirates 1.8 million US dollars per oil tanker. However,
, I paid for you through an underground bank first, and paid a high handling fee, you see..." Zhang Yang said word by word.
"Okay, since I'm a generous person, I won't say more. One oil tanker is worth two and a half million US dollars, and any more is my hard work. But, just... why three ships?"
Abramovich hesitated and asked.
"The negotiating partner for this oil tanker cannot be found for the time being, but don't worry, give me half a month and I will get it done. Of course, what I want to tell Mr. Abramovich is that if an employee of your company causes death
, will have nothing to do with us, we just guarantee that the tanker will return to the hands of Siberian Oil Company." Zhang Yang said calmly.
"..."
There was a long silence. Zhang Yang was sending a signal to Abramovich. If the conditions for the fourth oil tanker could not be negotiated, Zhang Yang would use force to attack the pirates and seize the oil tanker. This would inevitably lead to the creation of a sincere person.
casualties.
Zhang Yang was very patient, tapping the phone gently with his fingers, looking at the old man, he was counting Abramovich's consideration time.
"Dong!" When the fifteenth ring was struck, Zhang Yang picked up the phone. Sure enough, Abramovich spoke. The old man looked at Zhang Yang in shock. He couldn't find the reason. He didn't understand why Zhang Yang could