Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

Chapter 751 Surging Ambition

"Mr. Bourne, Su Ato is a military dictator, and in the country of a thousand islands, he always says what he says.

He was supported by Citigroup and England with great effort. Are you really willing to give up so easily? "

The hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, traffickers and pawns can be beaten to death for petty profits, and the game between countries can also be used to the extreme for big profits.

After Du Weiguo pondered for a while, he was still a little unbelievable, and asked carefully. Bourne smiled and nodded inscrutablely:

"Well, to be honest, it is indeed a bit painful to give up the current good situation of ink pads, but Mr. Wesley, you also know that we are businessmen by nature, and we are the best at weighing the pros and cons, and the interests come first.

It is not difficult to make a decision between the two options of becoming the enemy of life and death with Shashen and abandoning the dictator Suat. "

In Bourne's words, there was a slight compliment and admiration, but Du Weiguo didn't feel complacent at all. Anyway, he felt a biting chill lingering in his heart, and shuddered.

A military dictatorship that has been built up with great pains and hardships can be abandoned so easily, like throwing away a pot, and it will never be messy.

This can only explain one problem. The structure and courage of the Freemasonry are appalling, and they have firmly controlled the situation and lifeline of the Thousand Islands. They will not stand still despite the storm.

Another point is that Du Weiguo has now figured it out. This design made him a man inside and out, and the difficult game in the game must have been written by the Freemasons.

As for whether the person holding the son is the Bourne in front of him, Du Weiguo is not sure, but through the performance of Bourne and Soros, it is not difficult to draw a very shallow conclusion, the Freemasonry is indeed full of talents and elites.

Such a terrifying method of turning hands into clouds and turning hands into rain, how can it not make people feel frightened, the hairs stand on end, and invisible invisible enemies are the most terrifying.

Du Weiguo restrained his mind and asked in a deep voice:
"Mr. Byrne, since the mission goals are the same, why do you still go to great lengths to obstruct the cooperation between me and the KGB?"

Bourne took a sip of his pipe leisurely, and slowly exhaled the smoke:
"Although the goal is the same, the purpose is completely different, the starting point and standpoint are also different, and the sequence of the process is completely different. In addition, we also pay special attention to added value.

In other words, Mr. Wesley, our Freemasonry cares more about being a trusting partnership with you than the task itself. "

Bourne glanced at the expressionless Du Weiguo, and continued to talk:

"Mr. Wesley, you don't need to have any doubts about our sincerity at all. We will discuss with you in detail about the future tasks, and try our best to protect our interests without violating your personal wishes."

To be honest, Du Weiguo is indeed a bit majestic when the Freemasonry puts such a low profile, and his tone can't help but become gentle:
"Mr. Bourne, thank you for your flattery. I am flattered. I will seriously consider your proposal."

Bourne tapped the pipe lightly, and his smile became deeper:

"Ha, Mr. Shashen, you're welcome, we are businessmen, we only measure value, and you are definitely worthy of our attention.

Apart from this matter, our previous proposals to cover up the cause of Turgenev's death and invest in the Quiana Free Trade Zone remain valid with the same conditions.

In addition, we can also fully cooperate with the underground business in the South Korea region that you are interested in, and even distribute it directly through the Incheon Military Port. You can consider these comprehensively, and I am waiting for your reply at any time. "

Du Weiguo sighed secretly in his heart, omnipotent, covering the sky with one hand, counting as exhaustive strategy, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, this is the horror of Freemasonry.

The extreme operation of money-making ability, the conditions they offer, make it impossible for you to refuse.

The next day, late at night, Fengqing Yunlan, Smith Marine Company, Reina's stronghold, Du Weiguo was lying on the bed in his clothes, with a cigarette in his mouth, eyes closed and meditating.

Reina came over, took the cigarette butt in his mouth, flicked the ash, put it in her mouth and took a sip:
"Wesley, what are you melancholy about? Freemasons have always had their nostrils upturned and arrogant. It is absolutely unprecedented for them to put such a low profile and offer such generous conditions."

Du Weiguo slowly opened his eyes, smacked his lips, put his hands on his head, and said in a very tired tone:

"Leina, what Natasha and I planned is a top-secret top-secret mission, and before it even started, it has been infiltrated like a broken sieve, and everyone knows it.

And this task, it is very likely that it has been carefully designed long before it is executed. You, me, the CIA, and Turgenev are all pawns, and the ending has been designed. Thinking about it makes me shudder . "

Leina's face was ugly, she took a deep breath of the cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground vigorously, crushed it fiercely, and gritted her teeth:
"FU*K! Among other things, this incident must have been caused by those eggless cartilages of MI5 getting mixed up with the old silver coins of the Freemasonry, and plotting against me."

"Whoo~"

Life is like chess. I thought I jumped out of the cage and became a chess player. The sad thing is that I am still a chess piece from the beginning to the end. The invisible big hand is still playing chess, like a marionette, involuntarily.

The sense of powerlessness struck again, Du Weiguo didn't speak, but let out a long and helpless sigh.

Seeing that Du Weiguo was a little frustrated, Lei Na felt very sorry, and slowly leaned over, lying beside him, and comforted him softly:
"Wesley, don't sigh, you are an omnipotent demon. This time, even the Freemasons have lowered their noble heads. Since World War II, this is the first time they have taken such a low profile to compromise."

Du Weiguo sneered:
"Oh! Compromise, don't make trouble, Lena, their essence is a monster that eats people without spit out bones, and all uncontrolled dangerous factors will definitely be erased at all costs.

Their stance now is nothing more than vain and obedient, delaying time.

I guess it was I who killed the guy who could manipulate metal cleanly, and temporarily frightened them. They hesitated for a while, so I had to come up with a seemingly favorable offer to stabilize me. "

Leina heard the fear in Du Weiguo's tone, her brows were furrowed, and her tone couldn't help becoming a little anxious:
"Wesley, that guy who can control metal, since it's so dangerous, why didn't you take the opportunity to get rid of him?"

The corner of Du Weiguo's mouth twitched, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes:
"Why should I get rid of him, this guy is very valuable, a full 2000 million, or a dollar, let alone.

I didn't come home empty-handed this time, that boy Joseph, his ability is mind control, which is designed to restrain all abilities. "

Reina's brows were tightly wrinkled, and her expression became more and more worried:

"Wesley, take in the Night Demon. I think you are playing with fire. I should have known that his adoptive father, Paul King, was captured by you yourself."

Du Weiguo stroked Lei Na's back lightly, and sneered:

"Ha, that boy Joseph is smart. He knows very well in his heart that I am a tool man, Lena, if your relatives are killed, will you seek revenge from the murderer or the murder weapon?"

Reina was furious: "Wesley, according to your opinion, I am his enemy?"

A monster proficient in mind control has become the enemy of life and death. Thinking of this, Leina felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, and suddenly turned over and sat up, her hairs stood on end.

If I had known, Ye Mo was resting downstairs now, and now that he had completely regained consciousness, he was sleeping with the enemy, and his heart shuddered just thinking about it.

Du Weiguo curled his lips indifferently:
"Cut, why are you panicking? Is Paul King dead now? Who is he in now?"

Reina shook her head:

"No, people have already handed him over to the CIA. He shouldn't be able to die for a while, but it is estimated that after the value is squeezed out, he will eventually die."

The corner of Du Weiguo's mouth twitched, and his voice was lazy:

"Then it's over. Paul Jin himself is willing to be a boy, so he has to pay for his actions. You are just a tool person being used by others. There is a wrong and a debtor. Joseph will not right and wrong Regardless."

At this moment, Lei Na had already recalled it a bit. The grandson of Du Weiguo was clearly playing the double reed, and what he said just now should all be for the Night Demon downstairs.

This guy is a capable person, and his hearing cannot be assessed by common sense. No wonder Du Weiguo has been uncharacteristically speaking in English today. Damn, he speaks Chinese, and the boy Ye Mo can't understand it at all!

After figuring out the joints, Leina was both angry and happy. She gave Du Weiguo an angry look, and her tone became relaxed:
"Your Excellency Shashen, what are you thinking now? Are you shaking hands with the Freemasons? Or are you going to die?"

Du Weiguo curled his lips in a teasing tone:

"Crazy! He showed 100% sincerity and cast an irresistible bait. His small arms can't twist his thick thighs. Naturally, I can't be ignorant."

Leina lay beside Du Weiguo's ear, lowering her voice:
"Wesley, since you also know that they have bad intentions for you, now it's just a tactic to delay the attack, and you still want to seek skin from the tiger?"

Du Weiguo sneered, with a domineering tone:

"Heh! He has a plan, I have a wall ladder, time is up to me, when my disciples grow up, even the Freemasons will have to crawl and tremble at my feet."

This is the truth, the stimulation of the Freemasonry has aroused Du Weiguo's surging ambitions, and he doesn't want to be influenced by anyone anymore.

The evil gods under Du Weiguo's command are not weak at all, and have great potential. Coupled with the night demon, they just made up for the last shortcoming.

Although his ability is powerful, Du Weiguo is not afraid, not to mention his spiritual barrier, Du Hani's ability is mind reading, he has no way to betray him.

What's more, there is Miss Hu who has transformed into an adult and has boundless magic power. After she returns, the evil gods will be as stable as Mount Tai.

The next day, in Qingtan Cave, in the living room of the courtyard mansion where Bourne lived, Du Weiguo was shaking hands with a serious-looking, short middle-aged man.

This man's name is Li Xianzhong, the president of CJ Transportation in South Korea. The later generations of CJ Group can be regarded as one of the unicorn-level chaebols in South Korea, but their name is not as prominent as that of Samsung.

CJ Logistics is even more famous, and it does not show much, but it almost monopolizes all the current domestic freight logistics work, including the logistics and transportation of the Citi military base. The network is everywhere and deeply rooted.

This Li Xianzhong was the agent of the underground business in South Korea sought by the Freemasonry. Du Weiguo was very satisfied with this.

Sure enough, he used the white gloves of the chaebol to engage in this business. This operation is absolutely invincible.

After taking his seat, Li Xianzhong's posture was very low, and his tone was humble:

"Mr. Wesley, it's a pleasure to meet you. Please explain how our project will be implemented."

Du Weiguo sat lazily on the sofa, did not answer immediately, but pulled out a cigarette, Soros immediately took out the lighter like a dog's leg, and lit it for him.

Seeing Soros' performance like this, Li Xianzhong's pupils trembled, and his expression froze. You know, Soros is an out-and-out big man.

He is not only the general manager of the Koryo region of HSBC, but also controls the underground money houses in the South Korea region, and belongs to the God of Wealth.

At the same time, Soros is also a peripheral member of the Freemasonry. Although he is not a core member of the high table, he should not be underestimated.

He belongs to the same rank as the leader and chairman of CJ Group, Li Mengxi, and he is an existence that Li Xianzhong needs to look up to.

But a big man like him, in front of Du Weiguo, is obviously a humble and inferior attitude. This young and handsome man is probably a true god, and he can only worship him without offending him in the slightest.

In the bones of Korean people, there is a deep concept of stage and hierarchy. Almost instantly, the only other thoughts in Li Xian's heart disappeared completely, and he devoted himself to serving carefully.

Du Weiguo glanced at the change in Li Xianzhong's eyes, and knew that his goal had been achieved, so he stopped talking about it.

"President Li, there should be no problems with the transportation, sales, payment collection, etc. in South Koryo, right?"

Li Xianzhong replied without hesitation:

"Mr. Wesley, I can guarantee all these links, there must be no problem."

Du Weiguo nodded, and asked in a light tone: "The source of goods is in the Triangle, and the shipping port on the Siam side is Pattaya. Is there any problem with shipping?"

Li Xianzhong thought for a while:
"There is absolutely no problem with sea transportation, but for the journey from Triangle Land to Pattaya, I don't have a competent armed force yet. Mr. Wesley, I'm very sorry, I will form it as soon as possible~~"

Du Weiguo exhaled smoke, waved his hand indifferently, and interrupted him directly:

"You don't have to worry about the land transportation in the Siam area. From Triangle to Chiang Mai, there are escorts. From Chiang Mai to Bangkok, there are also escorts. As for Pattaya, no one dares to attack."

This is the thoughtful after-sales service provided by Kuncha and Wan Zhongkui to please Du Weiguo and for his related customers. Of course, Kuncha is free, while Wan Zhongkui charges, but the fee is reasonable.

Upon hearing this, Li Xianzhong's eyes flickered immediately, showing a look of admiration, and he flattered him:
"Mr. Wesley is indeed wise, and he has exhausted his plans. If this is the case, then there is no problem."

Du Weiguo automatically ignored this kind of non-nutritious rainbow fart, and lightly rubbed the tobacco rod:
"President Li, I don't know much about the local political ecology in South Korea. Do we need to clear up the relationship when we are doing this side business? How should the profits be distributed?"

When it came to the meat scene, Li Xianzhong suddenly looked serious:
"Mr. Wesley, I did a simple research. According to the usual practice, the cost is about 3%, the prosecution and the police each account for 4%, and the gross profit is about %."

The world is as black as crows, and in a strange place like Goryeo, the prosecutors, the police, and dealers all work together, sitting in rows with clearly marked prices and sharing the results.

Du Weiguo pouted:
"Okay, since it's a common practice, then I won't break it. If you break the rules, let's follow the original ratio. As for the net profit, you and I will have half."

Du Weiguo opened his mouth wide and swallowed half of it in one gulp, but Li Xianzhong was very obedient, without any objection:

"Okay, Mr. Wesley, as you wish, what else do you have to say?"

Du Weiguo crushed out the cigarette butt, straightened his body, his eyes were heavy, and his tone was harsh:

"Actually two points, first, President Li, the accounts must be clean, don't mess with the accounts, otherwise you will surely die, and no one can save you.

Second, since those greedy and stupid officials have received money, they have to do things, and those who only eat and don't work, just click and kill others, understand? "

Du Weiguo made a movement of cutting his throat, his eyes flashed with evil spirit, Li Xianzhong suddenly felt cold all over, his hair stood on end, he got up quickly, bowed and nodded:

"Understood, understood, Mr. Wesley, please rest assured that I will do everything properly."

A moment later, a black Rolls-Royce Silver Cloud was driving smoothly on the road, and Soros took a peek at the expressionless Du Weiguo:
"Mr. Wesley, may I ask, when will we implement the share authorization in the Quiana Free Trade Zone? I can prepare funds in advance."

Looking out the window, Du Weiguo gently stroked the handmade walnut handrail, which felt silky to the touch, and asked teasingly:

"Soros, where is Mr. Bourne?"

Soros was suffocated: "Uh, Your Excellency Bourne is in a hurry and has left Seoul."

Du Weiguo had a teasing expression and sneered: "Oh, Mr. Bourne is probably going to the country of a thousand islands, right?"

Soros' eyes dodged, and his tone stammered: "I, I don't know much about Mr. Bourne's itinerary."

When a scholar meets a soldier, there is no reason to explain it. Soros was originally a strategist with unparalleled eloquence, but when he met Du Weiguo, a god, he couldn't even say anything.

It is not surprising that Bourne went to the country of a thousand islands. Although the country's presence in later generations is not high, its strategic significance is actually great.

(End of this chapter)