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Chapter 802: Li Chengjia

(Don’t think too much. The fireworks said responsibly. It doesn’t reflect anyone else’s meaning. Don’t think too much about it. Thank you.)

"Why are you back so late today?" Zhuang Yueming asked in a villa in Qingshui Bay, looking at the man with a prominent hairline in front of him.

"I went to inspect the construction site. There have been a lot of problems with this property recently." Handing his coat and suit to the servant next to him, the man walked in with a smile.

The man’s surname is Li, Li Chengjia, 52 years old, chairman of Jiangchang Real Estate.

"Really?" Zhuang Yueming put down the teacup in his hand, raised his head, stared at the man for a moment and sneered, "Then who didn't appear at Fu Yan Garden in Chai Wan this afternoon?"

"You!" The man's face flashed with embarrassment, then turned into shame and annoyance and said loudly: "You spy on me!"

"Ha." Zhuang Yueming turned his head and sneered. This was what his best friend called him in the afternoon. It was a complete coincidence.

"Humph!" The man shook his arm and walked upstairs angrily without saying anything.



"Lao Maozi informed me that the aircraft carrier has been dismantled and asked me to drive it back by myself. The problem now is that no one in my hands knows how to fly the aircraft carrier."

"Okay, that's good, hahaha, thank you. I'll take a plane to pick you up tomorrow."

"Okay, it's settled then. See you tomorrow." After hanging up the phone, Wang Yaozu squinted his eyes and smacked his lips. He bought two aircraft carriers. The original plan was to send one to the country for dismantling and learn technology, and the other one.

It was converted into a cruise ship and gambling ship, but at that time I had no plans to set up a mercenary company.

The plan could not keep up with the rapid changes. Its own mercenary company was rooted in Southeast Asia. The depth of the land in that area was not that large. The 1982 United Nations Convention on the Law of the Sea stipulated that each country has the right to determine the width of its territorial sea, "from the determination in accordance with this Convention."

The baseline measured shall not exceed the limit of 12 nautical miles.”

Sovereignty over the territorial sea: the sky above the territorial sea and its seabed and subsoil. The maximum width of the territorial sea is 12 nautical miles. This is stipulated in the Convention on the Law of the Sea. In other words, Wang Yaozu can park the aircraft carrier directly within 12 nautical miles of Southeast Asian countries including Malaysia and Singapore.

outside.

The maximum depth of the continents of these countries exceeds 1,000 kilometers. For example, Malaysia has a depth of less than 300 kilometers, which is completely within the combat radius of armed helicopters. If it is a fighter jet...

Ahem, helicopters are actually enough. This thing is better for attacking infantry.

Of course, we are not going to invade. We are a security consulting company that only provides customers with the most comprehensive security services. Once customers face danger, we also have the ability to provide support for a period of time. After all, we have satellites.

Three days later, the Soviet Union, no, it should be called Russia now, it was 1992, and Ye Aotian had come to power.

Looking at the aircraft carrier with all its weapons dismantled, Wang Yaozu suddenly turned to the bearded old man next to him and asked: "What do you do with the dismantled weapons?"

"Huh?" The trusted commander-in-chief of the Northern Fleet was stunned, and then asked: "Mr. Wang, do you have any ideas?"

"Ahem, I'm a serious businessman, but you also know that it's not safe outside now, and you need some protection occasionally, right?"

"Of course, of course, that's for sure. Those dismantled weapons have also been scrapped. They can't be regarded as weapons. They are just scraps of copper and iron. Of course, because they are all high-standard alloys, the selling price will be slightly higher."

Huzi laughed and said, this is true, the things on the ship are placed on land, they are not scrap metal, there is nothing wrong with it!

"So, I heard that two of the winged ones originally parked here were scrapped?" As he said that, Wang Yaozu reached out and fanned both sides.

Lao Maozi:???

Damn it, do you have such a big appetite?

Of course, carrier-based aircraft can be used on land, and this thing will definitely not be scrapped, but... its performance and maintenance are indeed higher than normal aircraft. In fact, the cost is not cost-effective, so now they are suddenly scrapped.

"Mr. Wang, how many aircraft do you think have been scrapped?" Lao Maozi smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Two is enough. I'm afraid some people won't be able to bear it if it's too much." Wang Yaozu touched his nose. He felt that he must be crazy. So, should he go to Ukraine to buy two nuclear bombs...

"Only two will be scrapped?" The old man said, "It's a bit small, but it's still an order. We are so poor now that we can't afford to fly planes. Those things cost money to take off and land!"

An aircraft carrier costing billions of dollars only costs 3,000W per aircraft, and aircraft are naturally cheaper. Two aircraft that should have been left in a warehouse waiting to rust, plus a batch of surface-to-air missiles, air-to-air missiles, and some dismantled aircraft

The lost fire control radar system, communication radar system, anti-interference radar system, Phalanx defense system, missile interception system...

It's all scrap metal, 30 million in total, done!

In the end, another 20 million was added, and a guided missile frigate and a submarine were added. The displacement was not large, so there was no other meaning, it was just rounded up.

Arrange people to drive the aircraft carrier back from the Arctic Ocean around the mainland. This journey will take a lot of time. Wang Yaozu doesn't have time to follow the aircraft carrier. It's not that he doesn't want to experience being a fighter, but since he killed Chen Yiyuan and his group last time.

Later he was reinstated...

That means the vacation is over.

During this period of time, I forced the old guy from the Division Chief to issue an official certificate to me. It felt like something was missing without an official note on the Police Star or something like that.

As for the promotion, it is definitely decided, but it won't be so soon. You have to wait for a while for a position. There is no way. Government functional departments are like this, with every carrot and pitfall. If you want to get a higher position, you still need to have a vacant position, right?

But now that I have returned to work, there will be more work to do.



"Bang!" "Bang." A Mercedes-Benz suddenly stopped in the middle of Changfeng Road. A female driver hurriedly got out of the car and came to the other side. When she looked down and looked down, her face suddenly collapsed, "It's over, the car has a puncture!"

In a car that was forced to stop behind, Zhuang Yueming pushed out of the car and walked over and asked, "Hello, what's wrong with you?"

"The tire blew out."

"Then can you park the car on the side of the road? Look, you're blocking the car behind me."

"Sorry, I'll call someone first to help." After getting into the car, the woman turned on the ignition several times, but the car wouldn't start.

Zhuang Yueming was sitting in the car, listening to the non-stop honking of horns behind him. His already bad mood became even more irritable. He grinded his teeth and fell down slightly. Then he turned the steering wheel hard and squeezed against the trunk of the car in front of him.

go out.

We had just squeezed out and hadn't driven very far when a car pulling seafood in front came towards us. The two cars almost collided with each other. They honked their horns at each other, but the two cars didn't compete. The car pulling seafood turned the steering wheel in advance.

, cars passed each other at this corner.

Maybe the steering wheel was turned wider, and some of the water in the seafood car sloshed out, and it happened to pour on the windshield in front of Zhuang Yueming, who was passing by the wrong car.

Zhuang Yueming subconsciously raised his right arm and turned his head. The wheel pressed against the drainage ditch next to him, and the sewage in the ditch splashed all over the people on the roadside.

Somehow, a canvas sign hanging horizontally in the air happened to open the rope tied to it at this time, and one side of the banner suddenly fell from the air and stuck on Zhuang Yueming's windshield.

Zhuang Yueming's vision went dark and he subconsciously stepped on the brakes.

She was already in a bad mood because of her husband's affairs, but she was also angry because of a flat tire and a traffic jam, and then a truckload of water was spilled by a fisherman, which made her even more angry.

However, people who are unlucky enough to drink cold water have their teeth blocked, and with the sudden drop of the delisting cover on the car, Zhuang Yueming was already on the verge of exploding.

After pressing down the car window, Zhuang Yueming tried his best to keep his tone calm, and said with a cold face to the old man who had just been splashed with water: "Old man, take the cloth away."

"The guy upstairs is unqualified. He doesn't pay attention while driving. He splashed water all over me and I haven't even bothered you yet!" If he hadn't seen it as a luxury car and was afraid he couldn't afford it, the old man would have exploded.

Zhuang Yueming opened the door and got out of the car. He stood at the front of the car and looked up at the stairs. The sign he pulled fell and no one came out. He got angry and pulled the banner to the side with all his strength.

I thought about tearing the banner apart, but I don’t know what happened. The two sides of this banner were not tied tightly. When the banner was pulled off, the nails tied to the clothesline next to it were also taken away. The nails were suddenly ejected back.

The end of the rope shattered a two-square-meter piece of glass in the store above the head with a loud bang.

Zhuang Yueming, who was startled by the sound of the explosion, subconsciously raised her head and looked towards the place where the sound came from. The broken glass smashed into her face, and she suddenly screamed and fell down here.

The sudden change shocked the surrounding passers-by and screamed and ran away, while Zhuang Yueming fell to the ground with large pools of blood pouring from his face and neck.

A group of people were watching, and soon someone made a call to the police and emergency services. The police arrived quickly and arrived at the scene in three minutes, but there was nothing they could do. It took another seven or eight minutes for the ambulance to arrive.

Can't get in at all.

The Mercedes-Benz with a flat tire was still stuck in the middle of the road. The already narrow one-way street was completely blocked. When the patrol officers rushed over, they discovered that the car had malfunctioned and could not start. Two patrol officers helped push the car away, and then

After a long delay, by the time the ambulance came in, Zhuang Yueming had lost too much blood and had completely died.

When a person died, you could tell he was a rich person just by looking at the car. This made the incident even bigger, and the scene was immediately protected to investigate the cause of death.

Soon, the report came out the next day.

"It was purely an accident, please forgive me and accept the incident." The police gave Li Chengjia this report with a look of regret.


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