The pillar of prosperity and the traitor of troubled times.
Lao Huang secretly commented on Yang Chen. Although Yang Chen is no longer the pillar of the country, he is still a real traitor, occupying the dark side of the world and calling the shots.
What Yang Chen did when he was still in his early thirties was nothing short of miraculous. If he had been born in the troubled times of ancient times, this boy would have definitely been a fierce man who achieved the hegemony of the emperor and went down in history.
Lao Huang visited all the way, sighing with emotion all the way. After walking around, the sun had set to the west. He stopped on the mountainside surrounded by the manor and looked at the sparkling endless Victoria Lake. He sighed and then said: "Xiao Yang, today I
Only then do I know what a life a sonorous man should have.”
Yang Chen smiled reservedly and said, "It's not necessarily good for me to be like this. Just live a wonderful life and don't do nothing."
Lao Huang nodded. He is neither humbled by poverty nor arrogant by wealth. This Yang Chen is about to become a spirit. He smiled and said: "You must have guessed the purpose of Xiao Wu and I..."
"Don't worry about it. Let's talk while eating later." Yang Chen interrupted Lao Huang with a smile, as if he was deliberately trying to appease his appetite. Lao Huang glanced at Wu Jie, who was disapproving, and could only say yes.
Eager to achieve success.
Yang Chen secretly laughed, but he wasn't laughing at Lao Huang.
Lao Huang's successful handling of this matter was indeed a great achievement and would lay a solid foundation for future promotions. However, Lao Huang ignored the deeper intention of the senior management to send Wu Jie to play a minor role.
Lao Yu's successor must be Wu Jie, Lao Huang has no chance.
There were several forbidden areas in the Arctic Fox base camp. Yang Chen did not take Lao Huang Wujie to visit, and outsiders were not allowed to enter. He had to abide by the rules he had set.
The dinner was held in the restaurant of the villa where Yang Chen lived. The restaurant was spacious and luxurious, with an indoor constant-temperature swimming pool next door. The newly arrived old Huang Wujie felt the grandeur of a European palace.
"Yang Zi, you really know how to enjoy yourself. It makes me want to hang out with you." Wu Jie teased Yang Chen.
Yang Chen smiled and said: "The manor was the official vacation residence of the former president of Uganda. This villa was built at that time and was often used to receive foreign dignitaries. Of course it is magnificent."
Several people chatted and laughed as the guests and hosts took their seats.
There were ten luxurious European-style armchairs on each side of the long dining table. There were only three of them at this time, and they seemed deserted. Wu Jie frowned and asked Yang Chen, "Just the three of us?"
"It's inconvenient to talk about things when there are so many people." Yang Chen said bluntly.
Wu Jie suddenly realized it, patted his forehead and laughed at himself. When the black waiter wearing a vest and tie served the dishes in an orderly manner, Scorpion walked into the restaurant holding something like a shoe box in his hands.
"Boss, it's what you want." Scorpion said and put the box in Yang Chen's hand. Wu Jie and Huang were all attracted to this shoebox-like thing, especially Lao Huang, who couldn't help but show his excitement.
"Sit down and let's eat together." Yang Chen asked Scorpion to sit down, and immediately opened the lid of the box, and the contents inside came into Wu Jie and Huang's sight.
"This..." Lao Huang asked knowingly.
"What you want is that the fragments came off the helicopter that was hit by the missile. The coating and material are intact. The photo shows another helicopter that was not too seriously damaged. The details of the aerodynamic layout, the internal and external structure of the aircraft, and the console.
I took pictures of all the places that should be photographed." Yang Chen introduced the contents of the box calmly.
Lao Huang kept nodding, and finally couldn't help but lean forward and pick up the palm-sized fragment in the box and examine it carefully. He couldn't put it down.
Yang Chen smiled unconcernedly.
It wasn't until Wu Jie deliberately coughed twice that Lao Huang realized that he had lost his composure. He smiled awkwardly, put the fragments back into the box, adjusted his mood, looked at Yang Chen, and said slowly: "Xiao Yang, these things are very important to the country.
With it, some of our country's technologies may be able to break through bottlenecks and catch up with the United States. Your contribution to the motherland this time is immeasurable and will be remembered by the party and the country."
"Many of the tasks I performed before were of vital importance to the country, and they are achievements that should be remembered, but how many people take them seriously?" Yang Chen asked in return.
Old Huang was stunned, and his heart suddenly started to worry. Could it be that Yang Chen was not satisfied with the five billion dollars that he had given Americans, and wanted to take advantage of his own people again?
Wu Jie didn't react much, looking at the label of the red wine on the table with a faint smile, like an outsider.
"Xiao Yang, what do you mean?" Lao Huang asked anxiously, and touched Wu Jie's leg with his knee to remind Mr. Wu to say something or smooth things over.
Wu Jie was indifferent.
To Wu Jie, Yang Chen was a brother and a relative, so how could he wear the same pants with Lao Huang? National justice and military affairs were not as important as the friendship between him and Yang Zi in Wu Jie's eyes.
"Old Huang, what do you think I mean?" Yang Chen asked with a playful expression.
"You want...money?" Lao Huang tested Yang Chen, who was delighted. Scorpion, who didn't understand what Yang Chen was thinking, laughed along with him. Lao Huang's expression changed, and he became increasingly unsure.
"I'm not short of money." Yang Chen picked up the tall crystal glass with a smile, swung the red wine in the glass, and said boldly: "Meeting an old friend in a foreign country is a great joy in life, let's go together."
Old Huang stared at Yang Chen in surprise for a few seconds. He understood that Yang Chen was deliberately joking to fool him. He pointed at Yang Chen with a wry smile and raised his glass with relief.
The four people's wine glasses clinked.
Yang Chen drank it all in one gulp. He had indeed teased Lao Huang on purpose, but not without conditions. He gently put down the glass and got back to the subject, "Old Huang, I do have a request this time. The wanted order should be removed. Whether he is wanted or not, it has no impact on me.
, but my parents, relatives, and people who care about me will inevitably be worried when they see that thing."
"I understand. I will report to my superiors after dinner." Lao Huang patted his chest vigorously.
After the business was settled, the four of them exchanged glasses and talked about how the Delta Force was tortured after the sneak attack failed. Wu Jie and Huang slapped the table and applauded, regretting that they could not witness it with their own eyes.
Dinner was eaten until about nine o'clock in the evening.
Wu Jie and Huang were arranged to stay in a luxurious guest room in the "Presidential Villa".
Early the next morning, Lao Huang couldn't wait to return to his country. He was worried about the long nights and many dreams. Wu Jiebeier, who wanted to stay a few more days, was helpless, but he didn't object. Mr. Wu knew what was more important.
The important things have been put into the metal password box and are kept by Lao Huang himself. Yang Chen arranged a helicopter for Lao Huang and Wu Jie and sent two ka50s to escort them.
Before boarding the plane, Huang informed Yang Chen that the top management promised to remove the wanted order.
Yang Chen thanked him and did not doubt whether his promise could be fulfilled. If he wanted to cooperate with him for a long time, he must show sincerity. Those old men in the country must know this.
Several people waved goodbye.
The helicopter slowly took off and flew to the capital of Uganda.
Kampala, the capital of Uganda, is located on the north shore of Lake Victoria, more than 200 kilometers away from the Arctic Fox Base Camp in the southwest near the border with Uganda and Tanzania.
Due to air traffic control caused by foreign affairs activities, the three helicopters could only land at the military airport in the suburbs of Kampala. Wu Jie and Huang got off the plane and took a car arranged by Arctic Fox to rush to the civilian airport.
Three military Humvees were speeding past a three-story building when someone on the roof suddenly fired a rocket, hitting the second Humvee without missing a beat.
The violent explosion overturned the Hummer SUV.
In the back seat of this car, Lao Huang and Wu Jie were sitting.
