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.
The lady's dignity was seriously violated, and she was filled with jealousy and hatred.
However, the grandson of Du Weiguo was still playful today and kept silent without explaining a word, just letting Mo Lan get jealous.
And Ellie has a arrogant character, and she is also a top shooter with super vision, and she doesn't even bother to defend herself.
In fact, she was also holding back her anger. Ever since she switched to Du Weiguo's sect, she had been suppressed by Nightmare.
Lei Na also looked down on her. With Du Weiguo's support, she was constantly trying to bully Ai Li as a second-year-old boy, and even encouraged Du Weiguo to take the opportunity to kill him. She had long been furious and furious.
fu*k!
I am a blood cross, killing people without calculation. Even if I am in Noah's Legion, which is full of masters, I am not someone who can be manipulated.
I can't beat this evil black dog, I can't touch that red-haired rice, how can I not beat an ordinary woman?
What, I'm a soft persimmon, who the hell wants to step on me?
Ellie was already furious. She stared back at Moran with ferocious eyes. The atmosphere on the field was solemn, swords were drawn, and sparks were flying. It was like a sinister wind constantly swirling, and it was bone-chilling.
Under such a strange atmosphere, Tang Conglong, who was in charge of accompanying the banquet, was sitting on pins and needles, his back was like thorns, and the cold sweat on his back soaked his clothes in an instant.
Old Tang was secretly palpitating:
"The Yan family shovel, these two evil ladies are so murderous! And what kind of monster is this black dog? Why doesn't it even spit out any bones?"
After all, Tang Conglong was half the master tonight and had to warm up. He took a sneak peek at Du Weiguo, who was eating fish leisurely in the wind and the clouds, without any intention of dissuading him.
I couldn't help but scream and curse in my heart, but I could only bite the bullet and said to Moran:
"Miss Tris, this is white pheasant meat, which is the legendary phoenix meat. It tastes good and nourishes yin and nourishes the skin. Please try it."
Ruyunlong stood up and placed a plate of fragrant braised white pheasant in front of her. His tone was very polite and his face was full of fawning expressions.
It's a pity that Mo Lan has already got the upper hand at this moment. He doesn't appreciate it at all. He doesn't even look at it. He squints his fox eyes and speaks in a stern tone:
"What? Dalong, do you think I'm old now and need to replenish my body?"
Mo Lan and Kui Ye have been cooperating on the ground in Siam for nearly a year and are very familiar with each other. Naturally, she and Tang Conglong also know each other.
Although he was not familiar with it, when he heard this, Ru Yunlong broke out in a cold sweat. Even though he had been in the world for a long time and was well-versed in people, he was stunned and didn't know how to answer these words.
"Oh, since you also know that you are getting old, then don't be so angry, you will age faster!"
Ellie suddenly sneered and said something in a faint tone. While speaking, she stood up and picked up a piece of white pheasant meat and chewed it gently.
Then Ellie raised her eyebrows, glanced at Moran provocatively, and praised in a teasing tone:
"Well, sure enough, the phoenix meat tastes really delicious."
A woman's age is always a fatal injury, and Mo Lan is indeed not young anymore. She is 3 years older than Du Weiguo. She is 28 this year, and her youth is passing away.
Faced with such a heart-wrenching and naked provocation, Moran suddenly became furious and furious. After taking a deep breath, he suppressed his anger and did not directly take action to perform a full-scale martial arts show to save the dignity of Queen Pattaya.
"Well, if it's delicious, just eat more of it. As a Chuan'er who has been wandering overseas for many years and doesn't understand etiquette, it's really rare to be able to taste such authentic Chinese delicacies."
The word Chuan'er is too insulting and harmful to kill people and kill people's hearts. There is a more straightforward term, bastard.
Moran's sharp words hit Ellie's pain point with great precision. She is of mixed race from four countries, Chinese, Burmese, English and French, and her ancestry has always been a contradiction in her heart.
"court death!"
Ellie couldn't bear it anymore and exploded. With a slight scolding, the paulownia wood chopsticks in her hand instantly turned into a black light and shot toward Mo Lan's shoulder.
Although she was furious, Ellie did not completely lose her mind. She knew that this fox-eyed woman had a close relationship with Du Weiguo, so she only shot Mo Lan in the shoulder without killing him.
"So fast!"
The moment the chopsticks flew over, Molan's eyes sharpened and her heart froze. She had basically touched the ceiling of ordinary human beings' strength, and her eyesight was naturally good.
Just based on the speed of this chopstick, you can probably tell that the beautiful mixed-race woman in front of you is not a flower vase, but a rare master, even better than yourself.
Even more surprised than Molan was Ruyunlong, whose scalp was numb. His name was Tang Conglong. He was from the Tang Clan in Sichuan. He was an ancestor who specialized in concealed weapons.
This chopstick that Ellie threw out casually, with this speed, this angle, and this accuracy, he couldn't stop it.
Fortunately, Moran is not an ordinary player. He reacts very quickly. In a flash, the chopsticks in his hand move like a snake swallowing a letter.
He lifted it up in a blink of an eye, blocking the chopstick's path perfectly and perfectly.
"Pa~"
There was a soft sound, and the black light in the air was suddenly knocked away from the air and nailed to the wall just before it hit Moran's chopsticks.
Everyone present was a master, and they could barely tell that what knocked the chopstick away was just a slender fish bone.
Du Weiguo smacked his lips, leaned lazily on the chair, and finally spoke:
"The flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple, and one family has disowned the other. Ellie, this Triss is my woman, so you can't be presumptuous."
Du Weiguo turned his attention to Mo Lan again, salivated, smiled and teased:
"Triss, this Ellie is our new guest. Why are you so jealous?" (End of Chapter)