The night passed by tossing and turning, and Zhou Wen never crossed the line. In the early morning, the train arrived at Beijing South Railway Station. The two got off the train in silence and followed the flow of people out of the station. It was already Monday, and Zhou Wen had to arrive.
She went to the Central Party School near the Summer Palace for classes, and Baina also went to a relative's house.
Zhou Wen bought two magnetic cards at the automatic ticket vending machine, and handed one of them to Baina. Due to different routes, the two of them were about to go their separate ways. At this moment, time seemed to stand still. The two of them were relatively speechless, and people were coming and going around them.
They were all unfamiliar faces.
"Goodbye." Baina said these two words with great difficulty, and left without looking back. Zhou Wen kept watching her disappear. After getting on the subway, his mind was in chaos all the way. When he arrived at the party school, he was distracted.
I couldn't settle down. I wandered off several times in class and was criticized by the teacher once.
When we were eating in the cafeteria at noon, several classmates with whom we were close asked Zhou Wen what was going on. Of course, we couldn't talk about Baina's things, so Zhou Wen described what happened in the county. The classmates were all in the officialdom.
After many years of experience, everyone got together to comprehensively analyze this matter and came to a preliminary conclusion that they must not interfere in the land acquisition matter again.
"The Xuanwu Group has a deep background. His backstage should be in opposition to your Secretary Zheng, but you are Secretary Zheng's favorite general, so..." A trainee mayor from a southern province made the point to the point.
Regarding his own point of view, Zhou Wen nodded repeatedly: "I have learned a lesson."
In fact, he had thought about this relationship, but he didn't think about it on a deeper level. His classmates' words gave him a wake-up call. He really needs to pay more attention to this aspect in the future. You can't win the appreciation of the leader just by doing good work.
If you accidentally stand in the wrong team, it will be over.
But Baina's matter is still stuck in his throat, and Zhou Wen basically doesn't have many friends. In his early years, his college classmates had already gone their separate ways to start families and start businesses. In the past few years, workplaces have changed frequently, and he has not made many friends. When he was a child,
There are not many close friends who are in contact now. After all, he is a county-level cadre. Everyone is at different levels and has fewer and fewer common topics. There is only one Liu Ziguang, who seems to have a heated relationship with some powerful children, and often talks with him.
He is a reliable person to meet, so why not meet him next Saturday to have a quick chat.
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Just when Zhou Wen was thinking about finding an old classmate to express his feelings, Liu Ziguang was busy setting up a new company. This process was relatively complicated. He had to first regain control of Hongshi Holdings, and then set up a company in West Sadamoa.
The mining company is then controlled by Hongshi. In short, it is a complete and complicated set of business procedures. This time it is different from the last time when the agency company was entrusted to register Hongshi Holdings. All procedures are recorded and made public. The authorities at the place of registration
We also attach great importance to it, and basically things like last time will not happen again.
According to the agreement, Liu Ziguang owns 51% of the shares in Wood Mine, and the remaining 49% belongs to the Sissadamoa government and the royal family. Liu Ziguang then controls most of the shares in Hongshi Holdings, and the rest is owned by Hu Qingsong, who has invested a large amount of capital in advance.
It will be divided between one company owned by the company and another company representing the relevant departments.
This mysterious company is said to be affiliated to the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission of the capital. It was established not long ago. Its name is Gold, Silver, Copper and Iron Mining Import and Export Co., Ltd., also known as the Four Gold Company. Zhao Hui and Hu Qingsong both used their connections to check and found out that it is indeed related to Ma Fengfeng.
It doesn't matter at all.
During this period, he also took time to go to Europe. In a house on the outskirts of Lisbon, he met Mr. George Wood, the former owner of the manor, who was retiring for his retirement. Mr. Wood's life was obviously not satisfactory.
The classic car was all his possessions. There was no more wine filling the cellar, no charming mixed-race girls, and only the child brought from Africa accompanied him.
Mr. Wood is not in good spirits and is very thin. According to the neighbor who led the way, he had been kidnapped not long ago. But the strange thing is that Mr. Wood's economic situation is not very good, and the security situation in Lisbon is not that bad.
, Mr. Wood later escaped safely, but said nothing to the police.
Seeing his old friend coming to the door, Mr. Wood did not stand up from the rocking chair, but pointed to the wicker chair next to him and said, "Sit down, I know you will come to me one day."
Liu Ziguang sat down without saying anything. He knew that the old man had something to say.
"Not long ago, someone came to me and asked me to make a statement, saying that the contract was signed under threat. They gave me two options, one was to get a check and live a happy life.
The other way is to take a nine-millimeter handgun bullet."
Liu Ziguang smiled and said, "What happened next?"
"I told them, fuck you, that's it." Mr. Wood laughed, and Liu Ziguang also laughed. He noticed that Mr. Wood was already terminally ill.
"You know, George Wood is a true gentleman. I can't give in to their tricks. These bastards saw that they couldn't get any advantage, so they had no choice but to get out of the house." When talking about this incident, Wood was still very happy.
, struggled to stand up, took a bottle of whiskey and said to Liu Ziguang: "Won't you have some?"
"Thanks."
After a glass of wine, Mr. Wood's face showed a sickly blush, and his voice became deeper: "They didn't kill me, not because of mercy, but because I didn't have a few days to live."
Seeing the astonishment on Liu Ziguang's face, Mr. Wood explained: "Advanced liver cancer, this is God's punishment because I wasted too much good wine."
Liu Ziguang took out a traveler's check and put it on the table with the amount of one million euros on it, but Wood didn't even look at it. He said: "The doctor said I have a few weeks at most, and the money is of no use to me anymore.
If you can, please help me take this child away, I can't take care of him anymore."
The black child was the child of the manor's steward. He was adopted by Wood and brought to Europe during the Holocaust. He is only three years old now.
Although Wood resolutely refused to accept the money, Liu Ziguang quietly donated a sum of money to a local charity to arrange Wood's funeral. He also entrusted a lawyer to handle the adoption procedures for the child and brought him back to Africa to raise.
In fact, the contract he signed with Mr. Wood did have flaws, that is, it was not approved by the Registration Office. Of course, if a lawsuit were actually filed, it could be explained that the country was in chaos and the Registration Office was at a standstill, but after all, it left room for others.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, although Mr. Wood is a descendant of colonists and has exploited the people of Western Saddamoa for most of his life, this incident is still memorable and memorable.
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A Bombardier business jet landed at San Juan Airport. At this time, San Juan International Airport was different from the past. The riddled runway had been repaired and a brand new terminal building had been built.
The bright Western Saddamoa flag fluttered in the sky, and parked on the tarmac were two white-painted domestic MA600 propeller regional airliners, as well as several JJVI and K8 trainer aircraft and several helicopters.
The business jet came to a slow stop, the ramp was lowered, and five black Chevrolet Big Macs drove quickly from the direction of the terminal. A group of men wearing black sunglasses, light gray short-sleeved T-shirts, bulletproof vests, and camouflage pants jumped out of the cars.
, jungle boots, tactical gloves, a domestically made M4 carbine hung on the body, a domestically produced 92 pistol inserted in the holster on the leg, and several people were dressed in light-colored suits. The wind blew up their skirts, revealing the black underarms.
Nylon holster comes.
Western Sadamoya is not at peace. The Wendu rebels who support General Kuba are still fighting in the jungles close to neighboring countries, harassing the city and ambushing the army from time to time, so no one dares to take it lightly.
Liu Ziguang got off the plane dressed in tropical clothes, holding a little black baby in his arms. The bodyguards quickly gathered around, paying attention to the surroundings vigilantly, and took the big boss to the car. Then a police car flashed its lights in front of it.
Clearing the way, five Big Macs with identical models and license plates followed closely behind. The armed guards quickly jumped on the last car, and the remaining few people picked up sniper rifles and quickly ran towards the propellers that were already turning not far away.
Straight to the nine, the helicopter rose from the ground and hovered over the convoy. The snipers had their legs hanging outside, holding the SVD sniper rifles in their arms, and used the scope to observe suspicious locations from time to time.
The motorcade whizzed past on the dusty dirt road. The road from the airport to the city was no longer in use. Not far away, a modern highway was being laid. Various machines roared, and the smell of boiling asphalt hit our faces. Looking around,
Most of them had yellow and black faces. The highway was built by a Chinese company, and the managers and technicians were all Chinese, but the workers were Indians and Pakistanis with cheaper wages.
Tower cranes and walled construction sites can be seen everywhere on the road. There are government army checkpoints at every intersection. Armored vehicles produced by Chenguang Machinery Factory lie on the side of the road. Army soldiers wearing red berets saw Liu Ziguang's convoy and started to panic.
Wave.
West Sadamoya is entering a construction period. The entire country is a large construction site. It has been in decline for decades. All the basic equipment needs to be replaced. It can be said that there is a lot of waste waiting to be done. Liu Ziguang is not in a hurry to go to the city.
First let the driver go around the pier.
The San Juan Port is the top priority of construction. The construction period is very long, and the construction area is very large. The foundation pile construction is currently underway. There is a lot of enthusiasm everywhere, colorful flags are flying, and Chinese workers wearing safety helmets can be seen everywhere.
From shore cranes, gantry cranes, cranes to speedboats, dredgers, tugs, to the program-controlled computers and computer terminals used in the control center, and even the cement and steel bars used in the construction of the wharf, all are shipped from China.
The project manager of the port construction unit heard that the big boss was coming, and hurried out to greet him. The group came to a high place, and two technicians unfolded the grand blueprint. The project manager stood beside him and explained. Liu Ziguang put his hand on his hips and pointed to the country with one hand. Dongfang Ke was very happy.
At the right time, a windbreaker was draped over the boss's shoulders, and the reporter clicked the shutter button to faithfully record this exciting scene.
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