Du Weiguo swallowed mountains and rivers with great power, and his writing was magnificent.

He injected US$15 million into Bao Yugang's fleet at one time, which is equivalent to more than 120 million Hong Kong dollars, and directly bought 48% of the shares of the chartered fleet.

It is now 1967. This is an unimaginably huge amount of money. It can buy a street on Hong Kong Island. It is almost equivalent to the GDP of the Red Star Rolling Mill where Du Weiguo originally worked.

However, this is more than a huge sum of money. For Du Daguan, who is now wealthy and inhumane, he doesn't even look at it at all, it's just a drop of money.

You don’t even have to pay for your capital, you can squeeze it out anywhere, whether it’s America, Pattaya, or Hong Kong Island.

Moreover, this investment is simply a matter of making money with blood, just like robbing money.

You know, this is 48% of the shares of the fleet owned by the chartering king. In less than 10 years, when the fleet reaches its peak, these shares will be worth at least several billion dollars, and the value will increase by more than 300 times.

Such a terrifying increase is even more terrifying than the increase in the real estate bubble in Hong Kong Island. By the 1970s and 1980s, housing prices in Hong Kong Island had already risen a lot.

In ordinary areas, the average price of a house is only about 300 per square foot, which is equivalent to less than 3,000 per square meter. An apartment of more than 60 square meters does not cost 200,000. Even a mansion known as a thousand-square-foot mansion can still cost 300,000.

Down.

Housing prices on Hong Kong Island began to really skyrocket in the 1990s. After the turn of the millennium, they skyrocketed and became the highest in the world.

On a side note, after negotiating a business deal with the charter king, Du Weiguo left Kuala Lumpur on Reina’s special plane without stopping that afternoon and flew directly to Bangkok.

The chartered ship king and Reina both stayed in Kuala Lumpur. They had to continue to deal with the three ships stranded on Sumatra, quarrel with the Thousand Islands Country, and arrange the funeral arrangements for the deceased crew members.

Du Weiguo can't help with these matters, and he has no time to take care of them. Now that his stall has expanded, he has pressed the gourd and lifted the gourd, and there are more and more things happening.

On Hong Kong Island, although there is still a matter of central bank Zhao Mingwei asking Du Weiguo to collect debts, there is no rush.

Du Weiguo now has to go to Siam first. According to the information provided by Reina, Kuncha in the Triangle has made big moves recently.

He has been posting hero posts all over the place recently, inviting almost all the prominent brokers in Siam and Southeast Asia to his place to participate in the Raushizi Military Parade.

Obviously, this is clearly an excuse. There is a high probability that Conca came up with a plan to wipe out the family and wanted to finish the battle in one fell swoop, taking this opportunity to catch all these guys in one fell swoop.

Of course, there is no possibility that Kun Tsai would attempt to rebel, and would seize this opportunity to twist all the forces together and form an alliance against him.

Du Weiguo did not intend to go directly to the Triangle to take action himself. As long as others were in Siam, it would be enough to scare Kuncha.

After all, according to his terrifying speed, he can reach the town of Nongliang in just one night. Thousands of troops and numerous agencies cannot stop him at all.

When he was in Siam, he was like the living King of Hell squatting on Kun Tsa's head. He had to be frightened and sleepless at night to make the wisest choice.

As for Huo Wei and Joseph, as long as Du Weiguo is not dead, they will be as stable as Mount Tai. At most, they will be imprisoned and will never be in trouble.

Kunza is a smart man, not to mention that there is Kongka to deal with it, so he will not be so irrational, rashly cutting off his retreat, and getting the matter to a point where it is a life-and-death situation and there is no turning back.

Besides, Huo Wei and Joseph are not ordinary people who have no power to fight back. Even if they can't fight back and directly blow up Kun Tsa's lair and kill him, they can still protect themselves.

In the evening, the sky was overcast and light rain fell, at Don Mueang International Airport in Bangkok.

Du Weiguo took Ellie and Nightmare out of the cabin, got into a four-door military jeep waiting on the runway, and quickly disappeared into the rainy night.

The driver of the car was Lake, a capable and handsome young man whom he had met once in Seoul, whose name was Ji Zhenxu.

He is of mixed Chinese and Korean descent and is also a powerful character. Not only is he proficient in five languages, he is also good at marksmanship and martial arts.

He is Reina's direct subordinate and confidant. After discovering that there were nails on her special plane, Reina immediately adjusted the deployment of her subordinates and moved Lake to walk beside her.

Lake drove the jeep quickly and steadily. He took the time to glance at Du Weiguo through the rearview mirror and asked very politely:

"Mr. Wesley, would you like to eat first, or go back to the hotel to rest?"

Du Weiguo was sitting in the back seat, holding a cigarette in his hand and exhaling smoke out the window. Just as he was about to answer, the black dog lying next to him suddenly put his paws on his thigh and looked at him eagerly.

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Without any conscious communication in his mind, Du Weiguo understood what it meant. This pig was hungry and greedy, and it wanted to eat.

Du Weiguo flattened his mouth and sighed helplessly:

"Rike, after working hard for a long time, I'm a little hungry. Let's go to Chinatown first. By the way, did you bring your satellite phone?"

"Okay, sir, give me your phone number."

Lake responded simply, quickly took out the maritime satellite phone from his pocket, and handed it to Du Weiguo under his arm.

At the moment, this thing is definitely a rare item. It relies on satellite signals to communicate. How rare is it? There is no such thing in the whole of China.

It was not until 3 years later, in 1970, that China's first artificial earth satellite was successfully launched, realizing satellite signal communication.

Du Weiguo also had a satellite phone before, but when he was fighting a thunderstorm in Sumatra, he forgot to recover the space and was directly destroyed by the terrifying arc.

Du Weiguo picked up the phone, dialed a local number in Bangkok, and said in standard English:

"Hello, please transfer me to Miss Triss in the executive suite. Triss, I'm Wesley. I've arrived in Bangkok and I'm a little hungry. Let's go directly to Chinatown to meet up.

Well, you can, oh, by the way, Tris, let the Chaoshan Guild Hall prepare more meals, especially meat, the more the better, I brought a pig with me this time."

"Ha~"

Ellie, who had always been unsmiling and had a poker face the whole time, with almost no sense of presence, suddenly chuckled.

She has a grudge against Night Dire. She was severely punished by Night Dire before on Sumatra Island. This bitch will definitely take revenge.

In the past two days, she had been secretly trying to keep the Night Dire away from her. When she heard Du Weiguo call it a pig, she felt a little gloating.

The Night Dire's intelligence is not lower than that of humans, so it naturally understands that Ellie is laughing at it. It is not a good stubble that can be manipulated by others. It drinks blood like hair and has a wild nature that is hard to get rid of. No one will accept it except Du Weiguo, who recognizes it as its master.

Hearing Ellie's mocking voice, Nightmare sat up in an instant, with a looming red light in his eyes and a fierce glint, staring at Ellie fiercely, and a low, thunderous threatening sound came from his throat.

The Night Dire just wears a dog's skin, but in essence, it is still a super predator standing at the top of the food chain. If Du Weiguo hadn't kept it in check, Ellie would have been out of control by now.

"Night Dire, please be honest, do you want to eat?"

Du Weiguo flicked the cigarette butt away, frowned, patted its big head angrily, and scolded it.

Although he was scolded, Night Dire was not angry at all, and immediately changed into a standard licking dog look of shaking his head and wagging his tail.

She lay down next to Du Weiguo with a swish, her body arched and arched, and she even took the initiative to rub his hand, which was extremely flattering.

"Hmph, you are such a bitch when you see someone serving food to you. Mad, I will definitely find an opportunity to poison you to death!"

Ellie caught this scene out of the corner of her eye, and couldn't help but her eyelids twitching. She felt cruel in her heart, and the black dog also gave her a vague look, thinking secretly:

"If you're alone, you'll be killed!"

Half an hour later, in Chinatown and Chaoshan Guild Hall, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the streets were empty with only a few pedestrians.

Mr. Kui is away, and now the person in charge of the Chaoshan Guild Hall is a middle-aged man named Tang Conglong.

His nickname is very powerful, Rui Yunlong. He is the leader of the four great Vajras under Kui Ye and his most trusted confidant.

Tang Conglong is in his 40s. He has a tough appearance, a lean body, slender arms, and a restrained look. At first glance, he looks like a martial artist.

When he looks at people, he will habitually take a quick glance at the other person's throat. He must be a master of dark green.

However, he respected Du Weiguo very much and showed great enthusiasm, bowing and saluting:

"Mr. Wesley, welcome to your visit. It's been a hard journey. I've prepared wine and food to welcome you."

Du Weiguo smiled, bowed and returned the greeting, with a very easy-going tone: "Thank you, Brother Long, for causing you trouble."

Tang Conglong was flattered and quickly waved his hand politely:

"Mr. Wesley, you are too polite. I can't bear the name Brother Long. You can just call me Aaron."

You are a first-class VIP of our Chaoshan Guild Hall, and I am lucky to be able to serve you. By the way, my master Kui didn’t come back with you."

Tang Conglong's level was too low, and the news was seriously delayed. He thought Du Weiguo had rushed back from the Triangle, so he asked this question.

Du Weiguo didn't explain too much, smiled and shook his head:

"Well, no, I came back by myself this time. Mr. Kui is still discussing some business with Kuncha over in Langliang Town. I guess I have to wait a few days before I can come back."

Upon hearing this, Tang Conglong frowned slightly, but he was also an old man with a hundred eyes and a deep expression.

Naturally, I knew what I could say and what I couldn't say. Although I was very anxious, I held my temper and didn't ask any more questions. Instead, I changed the topic with a smile.

"Haha, with Mr. taking care of us, our boss has rarely become more diligent. Mr., it's cold, let's go eat something to warm ourselves up first.

I invited the chef from Fulin Pavilion in the back courtyard and prepared enough ingredients. If the food doesn't suit your taste, we can cook whatever you want."

Fulin Pavilion is the largest and best Chaoshan restaurant in Chinatown. It can be seen that this Ru Yunlong is also a well-rounded character with a rough and a fine character. He is not a reckless man who can only fight and kill.

Du Weiguo was extremely satisfied with this, smiled and patted his shoulder: "Thank you, Brother Long, for your thoughtfulness."

When Du Weiguo and his party arrived at the back courtyard of the Chaoshan Guild Hall, a large table of wine and food had already been prepared.

Roast suckling pig, roast goose, Buddha jumping over the wall, snake soup, squab, white-cut chicken, crispy roast pork, sweet and sour pork, and all kinds of fresh seafood, all of which filled the entire 12-seat round table.

The aroma is tangy.

Mo Lan was sitting on the second seat with a sweet smile, his eyes filled with awe, and his soul was captivated.

The atmosphere at the banquet was a bit strange. Lake and Mo Li were looking at their noses with their eyes, their noses were looking at their hearts, and they were working silently with their heads down.

A muscular black dog squatted on a chair and joined the table. This guy looked like a monster. With just one roll of his long scarlet tongue, he dropped a plate of food in an instant.

Of course, these are not the main point. The main point is that Moran's expression is half-smiling at the moment, his aura is cold, his eyes are like knives, and he is always scratching Ellie on the table.

Ellie is a mixed-race beauty, with a pretty body, a hot figure, and quite good looks, a bit like Nazha in her prime in later generations.

Moran mistakenly thought that Allie was Du Weiguo's new harem hookup, and even brought her to demonstrate in front of her.
To be continued...