The VIP room of the Ou Family Group is located on the top floor of the building. The room is spacious enough for playing ball. The large floor-to-ceiling bay window overlooks the blue sea. The walls are covered with famous calligraphy and paintings. The ancient shelves are filled with antiques and jades. The furniture is all made of real rosewood.
But the most eye-catching thing is the emerald sailboat in the center.
Even from a layman's perspective, the texture and workmanship of this jade sailboat are unparalleled. It is crystal clear and exquisitely crafted, and its value must reach astronomical figures.
Liu Ziguang carefully looked at this priceless sailboat. It was carved from the jadeite that Olivier bought from himself for 20 million US dollars. After being processed by skilled craftsmen, the value of this jadeite is now probably more than 20 million US dollars.
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"Why, you got jealous after seeing money?" Zhao Hui joked.
Liu Ziguang smiled faintly and looked back at everyone. Shangguan Jin was absent-minded and Hu Qingsong was thoughtful. However, the eyes of the two tough gangsters Zhang Baiqiang and Chu Xiangdong really shone with greed, and they seemed to want to do something big.
After the secretary entertained the guests and took their seats, Olivier walked into the VIP room and shook hands with everyone graciously. She especially took a long time to shake hands with Liu Ziguang.
"I would be honored if I had the opportunity to serve you." After all, she is a female shipping queen who is in charge of a large consortium. She speaks quickly and directly points to the topic.
"Miss Ou, we would like to visit your fifth uncle, Mr. Ou Jinlong, and I don't know if we can arrange it," Liu Ziguang said.
Olivia was a little surprised. The guests came to visit in a hurry. She only had a few minutes to prepare. Although the identity of the other party was never disclosed, she understood that her savior must be a Chinese intelligence agent who came to her simply to seek funds.
Or support from other aspects. In fact, she is also ready to satisfy the other party as long as she is within her ability.
The power of Ou's consortium is no longer what it used to be. Since Ou Jiashang's death, Ou Liwei's four uncles and aunts have started a protracted legal battle. In particular, Ou Jinlong, the fifth uncle, insisted that the will was fake and asked the court to deprive his niece of her inheritance rights.
In an attempt to swallow up most of the family property, the court froze a lot of property whose ownership was unclear, and Olivia did not have many resources at her disposal.
In her guess, the other party either wanted to borrow a considerable amount of money, or asked for her support in shipping, but she never imagined that the other party was actually here for Uncle Wu.
"Miss Ou, please rest assured, we stand with you." Liu Ziguang added.
Of course Ou Liwei knew that after taking over the Ou Corporation, she visited Beijing many times and was a serious pro-China faction, while her fifth uncle was a complete wallflower. Beijing would never want such a person to be in charge of the Ou Corporation.
of a consortium.
"Okay, whatever you need, I will provide it." Olivia said.
"I will make a list for you. Time is tight and I hope to arrange it as soon as possible." Liu Ziguang took a piece of paper, scribbled a few lines and handed it to Olivier.
Olivia looked at it, folded it and held it in her hand: "No problem."
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In the Singapore Strait, seagulls are flying in the sky, the sea and the blue sky are the same color. The white yacht rides the wind and waves heading south. The VIPs have all put on sunglasses and beach shorts, playing around the swimming pool on the top of the yacht, drinking ice-cold champagne and mellow cigars.
, the beauty in bikini completely relieved the nervousness of Zou Wenzhong and Ma Fengfeng.
"What does this guy want to do, please let us show off? He is not so generous, right?" Ma Fengfeng said carelessly.
Zou Wen, who was lying on a chair with his big belly exposed, took a sip of champagne and said slowly: "Now that you've come, let's make peace with it."
The girl next to me cooed: "Sir, are you from mainland China?"
Ma Fengfeng's dirty hands unceremoniously reached out to the girl's ass and rubbed it, and said proudly: "Have you never been to Beijing? Beijing is as big as a hundred Singapores."
"Hey, is it true?" the girl exclaimed exaggeratedly. Suddenly Ma Fengfeng saw something. The obscene smile on his face froze. He took off his sunglasses and pointed at the sea in the distance and said: "There is a warship!"
Zou Wenzhong also stood up, picked up the telescope next to him and looked over. Two small warships painted in iron gray were heading here. The red and white flags were obviously not the Singapore Navy.
"It's an Indonesian warship." Zou Wenzhong still has some knowledge.
"Fuck, what I said is right. This guy Thorpe is cunning. Singapore will definitely not be the final destination." Ma Fengfeng also took a telescope and looked at it. There was a 12.7 mm large-caliber machine gun on the deck of the Indonesian warship.
Navy soldiers in khaki uniforms are also looking over here with binoculars.
William climbed up from the gangway and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the naval patrol boat is here to greet us. Gentlemen, we are now in Indonesian waters."
Thorpe also stepped onto the platform and said in slightly jerky Chinese: "I'm very sorry that I didn't say hello to you two beforehand. This is also for safety reasons. Mr. Ou is a close friend of mine. He has several oil wells in Indonesia and works with the local military.
We have very good relations with both sides and the government, and I think under his protection, our talks will not be interrupted in any way."
"You've thought so well, Richard." Zou Wenzhong raised his glass in greeting to Thorpe.
Ma Fengfeng also grinned. Thorpe was right. In international cities like Sydney or Singapore, safety is not guaranteed, but on a heavily guarded Indonesian island, you can sit back and relax.
Even if Liu Ziguang and others tracked them down with their extraordinary powers, they would not be able to compete head-on with the local army.
Under the escort of the Indonesian Navy patrol boat, the yacht drove for a while and finally docked at an island. The guests got off the yacht and walked ashore along the long wooden trestle.
There were several black high-horsepower Toyota off-road vehicles parked on the shore. Soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms and roll-brim hats were guarding them with guns. Ma Fengfeng was a senior military enthusiast and subconsciously observed these soldiers carefully. FNC automatic rifles, strong
They have strong muscles and resolute eyes. Although the Southeast Asian race is relatively thin and small, these soldiers are as insignificant as monkeys in front of the tall and powerful Ma Fengfeng, but it is undeniable that they are all elite infantry.
The distinguished guests boarded off-road vehicles, and Indonesian army soldiers jumped on American-made M151 jeeps to follow closely. The convoy set off a puff of smoke and dust on the red dirt road in the tropics.
This is one of thousands of islands in Indonesia. Because there are oil fields nearby, a company of Indonesian Marines and several naval patrol boats are stationed here. The island has villas for dignitaries and a small fishing village.
, with lush vegetation and beautiful scenery, especially a natural white sand beach in the north of the island, it is like a fairyland on earth.
A tropical-style villa was built next to the beach, with a swimming pool, tennis court and helipad. The motorcade came to the gate of the villa. The fence door equipped with a camera opened automatically. The wolfdog in the kennel next to the door started barking. The motorcade drove in.
In the spacious compound, a servant in white clothes quickly ran to open the car door and stood respectfully aside. A short, fat man in national costume walked out of the villa, smiling and opening his arms.
Thorpe stepped forward, bowed down and hugged the man, then turned around and introduced: "This is General Sulilan, the former commander of the Indonesian Army Special Forces."
Everyone came forward to greet them. William and General Su Lilan were old acquaintances. Thorp introduced Ma Fengfeng and Zou Wenzhong, saying that these two were distinguished guests from China. The general had obviously never heard of Zou and Ma.
He nodded casually, shook hands with the two of them, and invited the guests into the villa.
A large photo of the general himself hangs in the hall, wearing a green Indonesian Army uniform. The uniform is covered with medals and various parachute, airborne, and commando badges. The military rank shows that Surilan is a distinguished army lieutenant general.
"You are busy, I have other things to do, please feel free to do so." The General expressed his apology and went out.
"General, we will take care of ourselves." Thorpe said, leading everyone to visit the villa.
"Gentlemen, our talks will be held here, are you satisfied?" Thorpe said to everyone while standing in the garden of the villa, where there are green grass, gentle breeze, rippling blue waves in the distance, the same color as the sea and sky, and white wooden
On the table, silver platters are filled with a dazzling array of tropical fruits. The servants in white clothes stand in the distance with low eyebrows. With just a glance, they will run over and ask you in English what services you need.
"Damn it, I'll buy an island off the coast of Zhejiang later and live like the island owner. If it doesn't work, I'll contact them now and ask them to leave a good one for me." Ma Fengfeng said, picking up the phone and making a call.
, and at first glance there was no signal.
"Fuck, not everything on this island is awesome." Ma Fengfeng finally found a place where he could complain.
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As soon as Liu Ziguang and others came out of the Ou Group Building, several men who were reading newspapers on the roadside followed them.
"Don't look back, we are agents of the Singapore Military Intelligence Agency." Zhao Hui said as he walked.
"Exposed?" Liu Ziguang asked.
"My face is so famous that I attract attention wherever I go. Don't worry too much. They just want to make sure that we don't cause trouble in Singapore," said Zhao Hui.
Half an hour later, they arrived at the beachfront villa arranged by Olivia. The Malay servants served refreshments and everyone sat down in the garden. Zhao Hui said: "The news from China said that the mobile phone signals of Ma Fengfeng and Zou Wenzhong disappeared in Singapore waters.
They are probably now on a yacht in Malaysian or Indonesian waters, or simply on an island."
Shangguan Jin raised his hand and said, "Maybe I went directly to Jakarta."
"That's not possible." Zhao Hui replied, "Indonesia's mobile communication frequency bands are 900mhz, 1800mhz, and 1900mhz. Domestic mobile phones can roam, so they must have gone to an area with no signal. According to the information provided by Miss Ou, Ou Jinlong
The relationship with the Indonesian military is quite good, so our target area has been narrowed again."
As he spoke, he drew a circle on the map, pointed at several islands and said, "This, this, are all possible."
"You're not thinking about finding a boat to find them here, are you?" Shangguan Jin asked.
"The situation is complicated and cannot be solved by just a few of us. We will wait here for support first."