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

Du Weiguo swallowed mountains and rivers with arrogance, and his handwriting was magnificent.

Injected 1500 million US dollars into Bao Yugang's fleet at one time, which is equivalent to about 1 million Hong Kong dollars, and directly bought 2000% of the shares of the Chartered King's fleet.

It is now 1967, and this is an unimaginably huge amount of money. It can buy a street on Hong Kong Island, which is almost equivalent to the gross production value of the Red Star Rolling Mill where Du Weiguo used to work for several years.

It's just that this is more than a huge sum of money. For Du Daguan, who is now rich and inhumane, he doesn't care at all, it's just a drizzle.

You don’t even have to spend your money, whether it’s the Americas, Pattaya, or Hong Kong Island, you can squeeze it out anywhere.

And this investment is simply a blood profit, just like stealing money.

You know, this is a 48% stake in the fleet of the charter king. In less than 10 years, when the fleet reaches its peak, these shares will be worth at least several billion U.S. dollars, and the value increase will be more than 300 times.

Such a terrifying increase is even more terrifying than the increase in the real estate bubble on Hong Kong Island. By the 7s and 80s, housing prices on Hong Kong Island had already risen a lot.

In an ordinary location, the average price of a house is only about 300 square feet, equivalent to less than 3000 square feet. An apartment of more than 60 square meters can’t cost 20 yuan. Even if it’s a luxury house that is called a thousand square feet, 30 yuan is a good deal. Down.

Housing prices on Hong Kong Island only started to skyrocket in the 90s, and after the turn of the millennium, they skyrocketed and became the highest in the world.

Far away, after negotiating the business with the charter king, Du Weiguo left Kuala Lumpur non-stop that afternoon on Lena's special plane and flew directly to Bangkok.

Both the charter king and Reina stayed in Kuala Lumpur, and they had to continue to deal with the three sea ships stranded on Sumatra Island, wrangling with the country of a thousand islands, and resettlement of the dead crew.

Du Weiguo can't help with these things, and he has no time to take care of them. Now that his stall is getting bigger, he presses the gourd and floats the ladle, and there are more and more things.

On Hong Kong Island, although the central bank Zhao Mingwei asked Du Weiguo to collect debts, he was not in a hurry.

Du Weiguo has to go to Siam first. According to the information provided by Lei Na, Kuncha in Triangle has made a big move recently.

He has recently posted heroic posts, inviting Siam and almost all prominent brokers on the ground in Southeast Asia to his land to participate in the Lao Shizi military parade.

Obviously, this is clearly an excuse. There is a high probability that Kongka has come up with an out-of-the-box plan, and wants to make a big contribution in one battle. Taking this opportunity, he will wipe out all these guys.

Of course, there is no possibility that Kuncha may try to turn against him. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he twisted all the forces together and formed an alliance against him.

Du Weiguo didn't intend to go directly to Triangle to do it himself, as long as he was in Siam, it would be enough to frighten Kuncha.

After all, according to his frightening speed, it only takes one night to reach the town of Liangliang. There are thousands of troops and numerous traps, and there is no way to stop him.

When he was in Siam, it was equivalent to the living Hades squatting on top of Kuncha's head. He had to be frightened and sleepless all night, so he made the most sensible choice.

As for Huo Wei and Joseph, as long as Du Weiguo is not dead, they will be as stable as Mount Tai. At most, they will be locked up and will never die.

Kuncha is a smart person, not to mention that there is Kongka at his side, so he would not be so irrational, cut off his retreat rashly, and get the matter out of control, and there is no turning back.

Besides, Huo Wei and Joseph are not ordinary people who can't fight back. Even if they can't fight back and directly blow up Kuncha's lair and take his dog's life, it is more than enough to protect themselves.

In the evening, the sky was gloomy, with light rain, at Don Mueang International Airport in Bangkok.

Du Weiguo took Ellie and Night Dire out of the cabin, boarded a four-door military jeep waiting on the runway, and quickly disappeared into the rainy night.

The driver of the car was Lake, who had met once in Seoul, this capable and handsome young man, whose name was Ji Zhenxu.

The Chinese-Korean mixed blood is also a powerful character, not only proficient in five languages, but also has good marksmanship and skill.

He is Lei Na's direct subordinate and confidant. Ever since she found out that there were nails on her special plane, Lei Na immediately adjusted the deployment of her subordinates and transferred Lake to walk beside her.

Lake drove the jeep quickly and steadily, took the time to glance at Du Weiguo through the rearview mirror, and asked very politely:

"Mr. Wesley, do you want to eat first, or go back to the hotel to rest?"

Du Weiguo sat on the back seat, held a cigarette in his hand, and exhaled the smoke out of the window. Just as he was about to answer, the black dog lying next to him suddenly put its paw on his thigh and looked at him eagerly. .

There was no need to communicate consciously in his mind, Du Weiguo understood what it meant, this pig was hungry and greedy, and it wanted to eat.

Du Weiguo pursed his lips and sighed helplessly:
"Lake, I've been tossing for a long time. I'm a little hungry. Let's go to Chinatown first. By the way, do you have a satellite phone?"

"Okay, sir, I'll call you."

Lake responded bluntly, quickly took out the maritime satellite phone from his arms, and handed it to Du Weiguo from his armpit.

Right now, this thing is definitely a rare item, and it all relies on satellite signals to communicate. How rare is it? There is no one in the whole of China.

It was not until 3 years later, in 1970, that China's first artificial earth satellite was successfully launched into space, realizing satellite signal communication.

Du Weiguo also had a satellite phone before, but when he was fighting a thunderstorm in Sumatra, he forgot to take back the space and was directly destroyed by the terrifying electric arc.

Du Weiguo picked up the phone, dialed a local number in Bangkok, and said in standard English:
"Hello, please help me transfer Miss Triss of the executive suite, Triss, I'm Wesley, I've arrived in Bangkok, I'm a little hungry, let's go directly to Chinatown to meet up.

Well, it’s okay, oh, yes, Triss, let the Chaoshan Guild Hall prepare more meals, especially meat, the more the better, I brought a pig with me this time. "

"Huh~"

Ellie, who has always been unsmiling, with a poker face on her face the whole time, with almost no sense of presence, suddenly chuckled.

She has a grudge against Ye Dire, and she was severely punished by Ye Dire in Sumatra Island before, this bitch will definitely take revenge.

For the past two days, she has been secretly trying to get away from Ye Dire, and she felt a little gloated when she heard Du Weiguo call it a pig.

Nightmare's intelligence is not lower than that of a human being, so he naturally understands that Ellie is laughing at him. He is not a good stubble that can be manipulated by others. He is a savage and blood-drinking man, and his wildness is hard to get rid of. Except for Du Weiguo, who recognizes his master, he will not accept it.

Hearing Ellie's ridicule, Nightmare sat up suddenly, with red eyes looming, fierce lights flickering, staring at Ellie viciously, and a low, thunderous threat came from his throat.

Dire is just wearing a dog's skin. In essence, it is still a super predator standing at the top of the food chain. If Du Weiguo hadn't guarded it, Ellie would probably have been cold by now.

"Night Dire, be honest, do you want to eat?"

Du Weiguo flicked the cigarette butt, frowned, patted its big head angrily, and scolded it.

Even though he was scolded, Ye Dire didn't get angry at all, and immediately put on a standard dog-licking look of shaking his head and tail.

Swoosh squished beside Du Weiguo, arched and arched, and even took the initiative to rub his hand, very flattering.

"Hmph, seeing someone order dishes, what a f*cking dog, Made, I will definitely find a chance to poison you to death!"

Ellie glanced at this scene out of the corner of her eye, and couldn't help but twitch her eyelids, feeling ruthless in her heart, and the black dog also gouged her out secretly, thinking to herself:

"Order, bite to death!"

Half an hour later, in Chinatown, Chaoshan Guild Hall, the rain was getting heavier, the streets were empty, and there were very few pedestrians.

Master Kui is not here, and now the manager of the Chaoshan Guild Hall is a middle-aged man named Tang Conglong.

His nickname is very mighty, called Ru Yunlong, he is the head of the Four King Kongs under Lord Kui, and the confidant of his confidants.

Tang Conglong is about 40 years old, with a tough appearance, a lean body, slender arms, and a restrained look. He looks like a practicing family.

When he looks at people, he will habitually take a quick glance at the throat of the other person, and he should be a master of dark blue.

However, he respected Du Weiguo very much and showed great enthusiasm, bowing and saluting:

"Mr. Wesley, you are welcome to come. I have worked hard all the way, and I have prepared food and wine to welcome you."

Du Weiguo smiled, bowed in return, and said in a very easy-going tone, "Thank you, Brother Long, for troubling you."

Tang Conglong was flattered, quickly waved his hands and said politely:
"Mr. Wesley, you are too polite, I can't bear Brother Long's name, just call me Aaron.

You are the first-class VIP of our Chaoshan Clubhouse, and it is my good fortune to serve you. By the way, didn't my uncle come back with you? "

Tang Conglong's level is too low, and the news is seriously delayed. He thought Du Weiguo came back from Triangle, so he asked this question.

Du Weiguo didn't explain too much, and shook his head with a smile:

"Well, no, I came back by myself this time. Master Kui is still negotiating some business with Kuncha over there in Liangliang Town. I guess he will have to wait a few days before he comes back."

Hearing this, Tang Conglong frowned inexplicably, but he is also an old Jianghu, with a wide range of eyes and a deep city.

Naturally, he knew what he could say and what he couldn't. Although he was very anxious, he restrained himself and didn't ask any more questions, but changed the subject with a smile.

"Hehe, with Mr. taking care of him, it's rare for our uncle to be more diligent. Sir, it's cold, let's eat something to warm up first.

I invited the chef from Fulin Pavilion in the backyard, and I also prepared enough ingredients. If the food doesn't suit your taste, we can cook whatever you want. "

Fulin Pavilion is the largest and best restaurant in Chaoshan in Chinatown. It can be seen that this Ruyunlong is also a character who has everything in every aspect, and he is not a reckless man who can only fight and kill.

Du Weiguo was very satisfied with this, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Thank you, Brother Long, you have a heart."

When Du Weiguo and his party came to the backyard of the Chaoshan Guild Hall, a large table of food and drinks had already been prepared.

Roast suckling pig, roast goose, Buddha jumps over the wall, snake soup, squab, white-cut chicken, crispy roast pork, sweet and sour pork, and all kinds of fresh seafood, all of which fill the entire 12-seat round table, The aroma is tangy.

Moran was sitting on the second seat with a sweet smile, his eyes were filled with tears, and he was fascinated.

The atmosphere during the banquet was a bit weird. Rick and Mo Li looked at their noses and their hearts, and lowered their heads to cook in silence.

A muscular black dog squatted on a chair and also went to the table. This guy looked like a monster, with a long scarlet tongue rolled, he dropped a plate of food in seconds.

Of course, these are not the point, the point is that Moran's expression is half a smile at the moment, his aura is cold, his eyes are like knives, and he is always scratching Ellie on the table.

Ellie is a mixed-race beauty, with a beautiful body, a hot body, and quite good looks, a bit like Nazha at the peak of later generations.

Moran mistakenly thought that Ellie was the new harem hooked up by the bastard Du Weiguo, and even took her to demonstrate in front of her.

The majesty of the doctor has been seriously violated, and she is full of jealousy and hatred.

However, Du Weiguo's grandson still got up to play today, kept his mouth shut, didn't explain a word, and just let Moran get jealous.

And Ellie has an arrogant character, and she is also a top shooter with super vision, and she doesn't even bother to defend.

In fact, she was also full of anger. Ever since she switched to Du Weiguo's sect, she has been firmly suppressed by Ye Dire.

Lei Na didn't like her either, relying on Du Weiguo's support, she ran against Ellie all day long, and even urged Du Weiguo to take the opportunity to kill him.

FU*K!

The old lady is a blood cross, killing people is useless, even in the Noah Legion, which is full of masters, she is not a melon that can be kneaded by others.

My old lady can't beat this evil black dog, can't touch that red-haired rice, can't she just beat an ordinary woman?

What, I'm a soft persimmon, who the hell wants to step on me?

Ellie was already furious, her eyes were fierce, and she glared back at Moran viciously. The atmosphere on the field was dignified, swords were on the verge of breaking out, and sparks were flying, as if a dark wind was constantly circling, chilling to the bone.

Under such a strange atmosphere, Tang Conglong, who was in charge of accompanying the banquet, felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles, his back was like a thorn, and the cold sweat on his back soaked his clothes in an instant.

Old Tang secretly palpitated:

"The shovel, these two wives of Shashen are so murderous! And what kind of monster is this black dog? Why doesn't he even spit out his bones?"

After all, Tang Conglong was a half-master tonight and had to warm up the scene. He took a peek at Du Weiguo, who was eating fish leisurely and had no intention of dissuading him.

I couldn't help howling and cursing in my heart, but I could only bite the bullet and say to Moran:

"Miss Triss, this is white pheasant meat, which is also the legendary phoenix meat. It tastes good and nourishes yin and beauty. Try it."

Ru Yunlong got up, and put a plate of fragrant braised white pheasant in front of her, with a very polite tone and a flattering expression on his face.

It's a pity that Moran was already on top at the moment, and he didn't appreciate it at all. He didn't even look at it. The fox's eyes slanted, and his tone was harsh:

"What? Dalong, do you think I am old now and need to nourish my body?"

Moran and Mr. Kui have been working together on the ground in Siam for nearly a year, and they are very familiar with each other. Naturally, she and Tang Conglong also know each other.

It's not familiar enough, but upon hearing these words, Ru Yunlong's cold sweat broke out in a flash. Even though he has been through the rivers and lakes for a long time, he is also dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer these words.

"Heh, since you also know that you are getting old, then don't be so angry, you will age faster!"

Ellie sneered suddenly, and said something in a low tone. When speaking, she got up and picked up a piece of white pheasant meat, chewing it lightly.

Immediately Ellie raised her brows, glanced at Moran provocatively, and exclaimed in a teasing tone:

"Well, sure enough, the taste of this phoenix meat is really delicious."

The age of a woman is always fatal, and Moran is indeed not young anymore, she is 3 years older than Du Weiguo, and she is 28 this year, and her youth is dying.

Facing such heart-wrenching and naked provocations, Moran immediately became furious. He was so angry that he took a deep breath before suppressing his anger. He didn't act directly and staged a full-scale martial arts, which saved the dignity of Queen Pattaya.

"Well, if it's delicious, you should eat more. As a Chuan'er who has been wandering overseas for many years and doesn't understand etiquette, it's really rare to be able to taste such authentic Chinese delicacies."

Killing and killing people, the word Chuaner is too insulting and harmful, and there is a more straightforward term, bastard.

Moran's words were sharp, and he hit Ellie's pain points with incomparable precision. She is of mixed blood from four countries, Chinese, Burmese, British, and French, and her blood has always been a negative scale in her heart.

"court death!"

Ellie couldn't bear it any longer, she exploded directly, and with a soft chirp, the paulownia chopsticks in her hand instantly turned into a black light, shooting towards Moran's shoulder.

Although she was furious, Ellie didn't completely lose her mind, knowing that this fox-eyed woman had a close relationship with Du Weiguo, so she only shot Moran's shoulder, not killing her.

"So fast!"

The moment the chopsticks flew over, Moran's eyes sharpened and her heart trembled. She had basically touched the ceiling of ordinary human's force, and her eyesight was naturally good.

Based on the speed of this chopstick alone, one can probably tell that the beautiful mixed-race woman in front of her is not a vase, but a rare master, even better than herself.

Even more surprised than Moran was Ruyunlong, whose scalp was numb. His name was Tang Conglong, and he was born in the Tang Sect in the middle of Sichuan. He was an old ancestor who specialized in hidden weapons.

He couldn't stop the chopstick, the speed, the angle, and the aim that Ellie threw out casually.

Fortunately, Moran is not an ordinary player, and his reaction is quick, and the chopsticks in his hand move in a flash, like a snake swallowing a letter.

He lifted it up without a moment's notice, perfectly blocking the path of the chopstick.

"Crack~"

With a soft sound, the black light in the air will be knocked into the air and nailed to the wall just before it hits Moran's chopsticks.

Those present were all experts, and they could barely tell that it was a slender fishbone that knocked the chopstick into the air.

Du Weiguo smacked his lips, lazily leaned back on the chair, and finally spoke:
"The flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple, and the family did not recognize the family. Ellie, this Triss, is my woman, so I can't be presumptuous."

Du Weiguo cast his eyes on Moran again, salivating, teasing with a smile:
"Triss, this Ellie is our new recruit, what kind of vinegar do you eat?" (End of this chapter)