Butterfield also poured himself a cup of coffee, and while drinking it, he said mockingly: "Now that you've called me, nothing seems to have changed.
On the contrary, you have gradually made me lose my patience, and I may not even be able to get your transport plane back!"
Instead, Lin Chuan smiled very calmly and said: "Don't worry, there is still time. Not only do I have to get my plane back, but you also have to send a special plane to escort me!"
Butterfield felt that Lin Chuan was just telling a joke, which made a sneer appear on his dark cheeks.
"I always thought that you people from the Eastern Kingdom were just a bunch of old haters. When did you learn to be humorous? Let me escort you until the sun comes out in the west!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the phone on his desk rang.
He glared at Lin Chuan with contempt, and then picked up the phone.
As the words rang on the other end of the phone, Butterfield's expression began to change dramatically.
First he was shocked, then solemn, and finally frightened.
He even stood up immediately and said with great respect: "Yes, Mr. President, I will definitely give Mr. Lin Chuan the best etiquette treatment, yes, yes!"
After hanging up the phone, Butterfield looked at Lin Chuan. His humble and helpless look made Lin Chuan feel ridiculous.
This is the price for being arrogant and rude to him.
Before he spoke, Butterfield poured a cup of coffee for each of Lin Chuan and Ling Hong from clean cups.
Then he smiled humbly and said: "So you are Mr. Lin Chuan. I apologize to you for my rudeness and arrogance. If I knew that you could destroy so many financial projects in AJ country with just one word,
You didn't have to land at that time. I just asked them to escort you to Barron Country. But it doesn't matter. Now I will arrange fighter planes to escort your transport plane.
At the same time, on behalf of our president, I would like to express my respect to you and hope that you can come to aj country for a business and friendly visit!"
Lin Chuan just smiled disdainfully and said calmly: "Do you still doubt what I said now?"
Butterfield was stunned at first, then said with a smile: "I have never doubted Mr. Lin Chuan's words!"
Seeing how cowardly he is, Lin Chuan is too lazy to waste time here.
Then he stood up and said: "If that's the case, then we're going to take off to the country of Barun, no problem!"
"Of course there is no problem. You can stay as long as you want. You can leave whenever you want. I will call fighter planes to escort you!"
Lin Chuan just snorted coldly.
When he returned to the plane, Linghong said to everyone very excitedly: "Mr. Lin has done everything, and now we can take off!"
Everyone was relieved and deeply admired this boss.
Being able to solve problems so quickly is not only an ability, it is also a strength.
After the plane took off, the previous fighter formation appeared again.
But this time it was a convoy formation.
The radio even said: "Dear friends from the Eastern Kingdom, our formation will provide you with full escort!"
Yu Kunyan turned his head and looked at the pilot of the accompanying fighter plane, and also made a salute. The pilot also saluted Yu Kunyan.
As for Lin Chuan, he was already snoring a little while sleeping.
At 8 a.m., the plane landed at Barron International Airport smoothly.
It's said to be an international airport, but it's as dilapidated as a wet market, and there's only one dilapidated runway.
Two bombed planes can also be seen on both sides of the runway.
As soon as the hatch was opened, more than a dozen pickup trucks carrying heavy weapons drove up.
Dozens of militants jumped out of the pickup truck.
When Linghong saw that those people had weapons in their hands, she immediately signaled everyone to prepare for defense.
Alderney immediately waved his hand, and a hundred mercenaries immediately raised their weapons and prepared to attack. Linghong still blocked Lin Chuan behind her.
At this moment, a black LAC also drove up, followed closely by a middle-aged man with a beard and a white robe. Protected by several armed men in suits, he approached with a smile.
"Excuse me, who is Mr. Lin Chuan?"
Under Linghong's warning, Lin Chuan also came to the middle-aged man and said with a smile: "You must be Mr. Balzac!"
Balzac also smiled and nodded, and shook hands with Lin Chuan vigorously.
"As a friend of Mr. Riddockson, I very much welcome you to Barron. I believe your arrival will definitely bring us new hope!"
Lin Chuan said very sincerely: "There is also hope and there are gifts. Linghong, ask them to open all the warehouses!"
Balzac was very curious about what gift Lin Chuan brought him.
When his people opened the cargo compartment and got the hemostatic medicine and medical supplies, they cheered on the spot as if they were seeing gold and jewelry.
Because this is what they need most now.
Years of conflicts have left them with countless casualties, and their medicines have long been exhausted.
Even a slight injury may lead to death due to excessive bleeding.
This batch of medicine is simply more precious than providing help in times of need.
Balzac also accepted a box of hemostatic medicine given to him by his subordinates.
He nodded gratefully and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin Chuan, your gift is really important to us. Leave it to my subordinates here. We will go to other places to discuss our cooperation!
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On the way to Balzac's residence, Lin Chuan finally understood what Linghong was talking about.
Poor people and beggars can be seen everywhere, wandering around blankly.
Pedestrians passed by in a hurry, but even so, a large number of armed forces with weapons could be seen grabbing food everywhere.
The buildings are riddled with holes, and some are even large areas of ruins.
At a bend in the road, Lin Chuan was still watching a mother and daughter praying for alms from others under the eaves, when a rocket suddenly landed on the house behind the mother and daughter.
In the violent explosion and the shaking of the earth, the house collapsed.
The mother hugged her child tightly, but was still instantly buried by the collapsed house.
When the driver saw it, he didn't have time to think too much. He stepped on the accelerator and left quickly.
Balzac smiled calmly and said: "This is the country of Barron!"
Lin Chuan just smiled noncommittally.
Yes, this is Barron. If he didn't come here, he wouldn't be able to see this.
Now that he has seen it, what can he do? He can only remain silent. Apart from that, he can't do anything.
Just like the messy gunshots, explosions, and cries outside, they will never disappear because of his arrival.
It wasn't until we drove out of the city and towards the seaside that those sounds gradually disappeared.
Balzac's residence is on the coastline less than 500 meters from the canal, a fairly luxurious palace.
But Lin Chuan now feels as if the luxury here is built with blood.