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

November 1967, 11, is the Winter Clothes Festival in the Chinese lunar calendar.

At 6: in the morning, it was overcast at Pattaya Airport.

A dark gray plane suddenly tore through the thick clouds and swooped down like a giant steel eagle. After more than a month, Du Weiguo finally returned to the Asian territory.

In fact, he didn't leave for a long time this time, but during the time he disappeared, too many things happened, and things have changed.

Let’s not talk about distant places, let’s talk about Pattaya. The casualties were terrible. On the night of the attack, thousands of people died in the fighting instantly. Even Tang Li and Mo Li were in trouble, and Mo Lan had to hide in Citi base.

The foundation that took several years of hard work to build was almost overturned by a vicious bitch like Mina.

Fortunately, Miss Hu's magic weapon descended from the sky and killed Mina neatly. Du Weiguo also returned in time, and he barely escaped.

At this moment, on the runway of U-Tapao International Airport, there are already more than 20 black Toyota Crowns lined up like a long queue, with stars guarding a domineering Laslaus Phantom in the middle.

This is naturally the unique pomp of Queen Tris of Pattaya. This woman is somewhat ostentatious and likes these external things.

In addition to her motorcade, there were also a dozen tented Willys military jeeps parked on the runway, as well as a group of stern-looking Citizen soldiers.

The head of the Pattaya base, General Jonathan, personally came to pick him up.

Ever since Du Weiguo met Mr. J and Nikonov successively, and even forced the leader of the Freemasons, Charles, to death, no one dared to stand up to him.

Recently, in Citistate, where the Freemasonry is the most powerful, the hawks have begun to violently counterattack the doves in all directions, calling for an end to hostility and reconciliation with the evil god.

Moreover, even the CIA, which has always been resolutely hostile to the Evil God and is almost unrelenting in its fight to the death, has begun to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Although Jonathan, who was just a grassroots man, was not from any faction, he was certainly not a fool to become a general, so he could naturally smell the political implications.

The facts are obvious. In this game between the Freemasons and the Evil God, they lost completely.

Not only was the legion commander weeded out like a weed, but even the capital was forced to commit suicide. Even the last fig leaf was torn off, and the foundation was shaken.

And the Evil God, and the Evil Gods he leads are rising on top of the Freemasonry, and they seem to have the tendency to replace them and become the largest force in the dark world.

In this context, Jonathan is the first to bear the brunt and is easily exposed to Du Weiguo's establishment of authority.

No matter how aloof he was, he didn't dare to hold on. He could only choose to stay humble and come to pick him up personally to show his friendly and cooperative attitude.

Du Weiguo was dressed very smartly today, wearing a black Barbour waterproof windbreaker, black slim jeans, black nubuck leather shoes, and carrying a black leather travel bag.

He walked down the gangway leisurely, looking like a fashionable and wealthy tourist.

Seeing his scoundrel look, Moran's eyes were slightly red, he was happy and angry at the same time. He raised the corners of his mouth and muttered in a low voice:

"It's really cool!"

Mo Lan was a little angry and stood motionless. Du Weiguo could only walk up to her and pretend to be serious:

"Triss, why are you so cold? When you saw the master coming back, you still stood there motionless?"

Moran snorted coldly, feeling sour:

"Oh, Master, you, Mr. Du, are having a great time outside in the wine pool and meat forest. I heard that this trip gave me three more sisters and conquered thousands of miles of territory.

How can I dare to take the initiative to show my courtesy to Pattaya, a ruined place like me? I'm afraid it will cause trouble for you. "

As he spoke, Moran's eyes were filled with tears.

Du Weiguo grinned helplessly, threw his travel bag to Tang Li aside, and gestured to him to tell them to stay away.

Then he put his arms around Moran's thin waist:

"Why are you so resentful? Moran, I have fully taught those idiots who bullied you before, haven't you vented your anger yet?"

Moran twisted around, got out of his arms, lowered his voice, bit his back teeth and asked:

"Du, you have the nerve to lick your face and say that all the great benefits you extorted from Freemasonry have been left to Guyana. It turns out that the new man is better than the old one~"

Oh, so that's what happened. He was jealous and disgusted, and Du Weiguo became convinced.

It's true to say that this time he opened his mouth and extorted a lot of benefits from the Freemasons, but he did leave them all to Guyana.

Even the benefits of the Sassoon family's surrender were retained by Kuiana.

And after these benefits are gradually in place, it can be predicted that within a few years, Guyana will undergo earth-shaking changes, rise like a comet, and will surely become the richest country in the entire American continent, and even the world.

Du Weiguo shamelessly put his arms around her waist again:

"Molan, don't be childish. After all, Kuiya is a terra incognita. I can't help you build a country within a country in Pattaya, right?

Besides, I don’t believe it. With your shrewdness and victory, you didn’t try to blackmail that white-haired gorilla into something? "

Du Weiguo glanced at Jonathan who was waiting in the distance. Moran did not get out of his arms again this time, but he still had a lingering yin and yang tone on his lips:

"Tsk, the three melons and two dates I got are not as good as the residue leaking from the teeth of your official Du Daguan."

A little bit clenched, Du Weiguo pretended to be sullen: "Mo Lan, that's it. Tell me, what do you want?"

Upon hearing this, a sly smile finally appeared in Moran's eyes. He opened his mouth unceremoniously and stretched out his little hand:

"I want money, people, and equipment!"

After three days of not having sex, Moran is a bitch. She must have planned to bite her hard early in the morning.

Du Weiguo's face was dark: "Okay, let's talk about it when we go home!"

"Hello, Mr. Wesley, I have long admired your name."

After waiting for a while, Du Weiguo finally got rid of Moran and walked to General Jonathan, the dignified lieutenant general, and was left alone.

Moreover, this was because Huo Wei and Joseph did not come here today, otherwise, he would have to sit in the back row.

Even though he was cold, Jonathan did not dare to show even a trace of dissatisfaction. He forced a smile and even extended his hand.

“Jonathan, you played a very disgraceful role in this dispute initiated by the Freemasons against Pattaya.

Although you have made some compensation, I think it is not enough. You should go back and think about a new compensation plan. "

Du Weiguo didn't even have the slightest courtesy, he didn't even hold his hand, his tone was cold and aggressive.

"Uh~"

Jonathan was stunned, his face turned red, and he was reprimanded in public like a third grandson. After all, he was also a battle-hardened general. After all, he was a little unable to stand down.

Du Weiguo didn't care about his expression. He stretched out three fingers and said in a cold tone:

"Three days, Jonathan, I only give you three days, otherwise, the Pattaya base will have to replace a new commander."

Threat, naked threat, if you don’t let me feel happy, I will kill you!

"Uh~"

Jonathan's whole body was numb, and he was stunned in place. He wanted to get angry but didn't dare. His face turned purple from holding back, and he was about to explode.

Du Weiguo ignored him and didn't even bother to look at him again. He hugged Mo Lan's slim waist and turned around to leave.

To make Jonathan so ugly, he did it on purpose, with half-truths and half-falseness, and a arrogant attitude. The white face must be sung properly, and then Moran's red face can be sung well.

Mo Lan was very smart and naturally understood his intention instantly. At this moment, her smile was like a flower, her eyes were so charming that she almost shed tears.

Damn, it feels so good to have someone supporting me!

Not far from the villa area where Moran lives, about 3 kilometers away, is a pyramid-shaped, newly built resort hotel called Dawn International Hotel. It has a maximum floor of 33 and is currently the tallest building in Pattaya.

This hotel was jointly funded by Moran and Huo Xian last year. The reason why it was not named Hantang Hotel was to keep a low profile and avoid causing hatred.

Hatred of the rich, especially hatred between different ethnic groups, is no joke. Why do you think the tragedy in the Thousand Islands Country happened?

In fact, although Moran has now monopolized more than half of the industries in Pattaya, not many people at the bottom know about the Hantang Group, and it can be regarded as an emerging invisible chaebol.

When Du Weiguo comes to Pattaya this time, he also wants to advise Moran to completely hide his edge. If the tree is big, it attracts the wind. If the buns are stuffed, they should not be on the folds.

Making money silently is the way to go!

The Dawn Hotel has not yet been fully completed, and it is planned to have a trial opening only during the Lunar New Year. However, the presidential suite on the top floor has been renovated, and Moran currently lives here.

When they met Huo Wei again, the guy had already put his hands on Ai Li's waist. It was obvious that the two of them had already had an in-depth communication.

Seeing Du Weiguo, Ai Li struggled a little awkwardly, but did not break away. Obviously, Huo Wei was declaring his sovereignty.

In this regard, Du Weiguo is happy to see the result. He is not a stallion who will fall in love with beautiful women when he sees them.

In fact, he has enough women now, so many that he can't take care of them, and none of them are economical. He really doesn't want to have a harem anymore.

So tired! "Brother Huo Wei, congratulations. The thousand-year-old iron tree has bloomed. You can be considered a second spring."

Du Weiguo joked with a smile. Huo Wei's old face was red with shame, but he was in a good mood, and the wrinkles on his face were ironed out, and he laughed:

"Hey, Ellie helped me a lot. I learned a lot from her."

He actually said this sentence in English. Although it was a little awkward, it was still fluent and his pronunciation was quite standard.

Du Weiguo smacked his lips and gave him a thumbs up:

"Tsk, tsk, it's all written in foreign languages. It's really been three days since we left. I'm so impressed. Ellie, do you have a big contribution?"

"Boss, welcome home."

Ellie was frustrated and didn't say anything, she just smiled, with a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

If Du Weiguo could fall in love with her, it would be impossible for her to follow Huo Wei, no matter life or death.

Ever since he entered the house, Joseph had been sticking closely to Du Weiguo's side, with red eyes. Du Weiguo rubbed his head.

"Joseph, you are not bad. You have grown taller and stronger. Our home was attacked before. I heard that you contributed a lot and did a good job."

Du Weiguo really didn't lie. After half a year without seeing him, this kid has grown up a lot. He is now almost 175, tall and straight, with a strong outline.

Joseph was young and his city was limited after all. He shook his head vigorously, tears flowed out uncontrollably, and his voice was choked with sobs:

"Boss, it's all my fault that I'm so useless. Many brothers in my family have died~"

Du Weiguo patted him on the shoulder:

"Okay, Joseph, you are a man now. Stop crying. In a war, there are no immortals. The point is that we have won. All the enemy's corpses have been trampled under our feet."

After comforting Joseph, Du Weiguo looked at Tang Li who had a scar on his face:

"Ah Li, how are you? Is it more exciting to hang out with me than before?"

Tang Li smiled naively:

"Boss, to be honest, it's really exciting. I feel like I'm dancing on the tip of a knife all day long, but it's a day like this that makes me happy."

"Ha~"

Du Weiguo chuckled:

"How is your father recently? I heard that there was some trouble when he took over Chinatown?"

Tang Li nodded:

"Well, everything is going well with my dad. Since you left Bermuda, no one has dared to bomb again."

"Okay, I'll go to Bangkok to see him in two days."

Du Weiguo took out his cigarette case and pulled out a cigarette. Gao Jin winked and immediately came over and took out a lighter to light it for him.

Patted him on the shoulder: "Gao Jin, are your hands all right?"

Gao Jin’s eyes were filled with gratitude:

"Yes, boss. The boss lady hired the best surgeon in Germany for me, and her hands are already very sharp."

Gao Jin moved his right hand a little excitedly, and Du Weiguo exhaled smoke:

"Very good, Gao Jin, we will add three casinos to the high seas outside the Gulf of Thailand next year. It's time for you to show off your skills."

Gao Jin's face showed excitement: "Yes, boss, I will do my best."

Du Weiguo still has two direct team members in Pattaya, one is Songpa and the other is Moli.

Songpa has now been promoted to the mayor of Pattaya. In order to avoid suspicion, he did not come during the day.

Mo Li went to Chonburi yesterday. A new factory was built there. He went to check it out and is now on his way back.

At this time, Moran touched him lightly, his tone also angry.

"Okay, everyone in charge is here. This time you are coming to Pattaya despite your busy schedule. What are your instructions?"

The woman's resentment was still lingering. Du Weiguo smiled helplessly and straightened his expression:

"Okay, let's talk about something serious."

Upon hearing this, everyone straightened their faces. Du Weiguo also threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray with a serious expression:

"First, we need to expand our team immediately. To put it bluntly, we need to add more imports. Chinese people. Specifically, there are three channels, the Triangle, India, and Hong Kong Island.

My preliminary idea is that Pattaya will have at least 50 new immigrants within a year, lasting for 5 to 8 years. "

Mo Lan's eyes were scorching and frighteningly bright. Just as she was about to speak, Du Weiguo pressed his hand and spoke again:

"I have made arrangements for the Yin Ni area. The KGB will be responsible for leading the immigration. I will go to the Triangle in person soon. As for Hong Kong Island~"

Moran eagerly continued:

"Over on Hong Kong Island, I can deal with Megan and Huo Xian by myself, but the boss, with so many mouths suddenly pouring in, the expenses are not small. We are full of waste here, and there is no place to spend money~~ "

This woman, Du Weiguo smiled bitterly and shook his head before interrupting her: "Okay, okay, I'll transfer 10 billion US dollars to you right away. Is that enough?"

Moran's eyes narrowed and he smiled like a little fox who had succeeded in stealing: "Hey, that's pretty much it."

Du Weiguo continued:

"The second thing is to train troops immediately. From now on, our training base will no longer be in Siam, but will be placed directly in the Triangle.

Moreover, we are licensed and legal international mercenaries. It is definitely not enough to sit in the camp and practice stupidly all day long. "

Moran helped him light a new cigarette:

"Yes, we have also thought about this problem. However, the ground in Siam is very quiet now. We can't drag people to the Yonan battlefield."

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and chuckled:

"Why not? Not only Yoonan, but also Yinmu has been beaten into a ball of porridge now. Our team also has to be pulled out to practice and fight to build troops. Don't be afraid of losses. A team that has not seen blood has no fighting ability."

"That's right!"

Huo Wei hammered his palm hard:

"Wesley, I agree with what you said with both hands. In the previous battle, these brats performed very poorly."

Du Weiguo nodded:

"Yes, brother Huo Wei, you, Ai Li, and Tang Li are responsible for this matter. In three months, we must send 3 people out to see the blood for training. From now on, we will invest at least 3000 recruits every six months."

Everyone was stunned. 5000 people every six months. How many troops would this be?

Du Weiguo knocked on the table:

"The size of the mercenary group here in Pattaya can be kept at about 3 to 5. Near Pattaya, about 3000 will be retained. The rest will make money wherever they fight."

Listen, Du Weiguo's current tone is so outrageous that he actually wants to raise tens of thousands of private troops.

Huo Wei frowned: "With so many people, where do the equipment come from?"

Du Weiguo is confident:

"You have money, but are you afraid of not having any equipment? Besides, in half a year, the arsenal in Guyana will definitely be put into production. How many guns and cannons are needed? Enough!"

Moran also asked: "Wesley, what if there are no more battles to fight in the surrounding area?"

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Hey, if there is no war, then let's take the initiative to find a war!"

"Sigh~"

Everyone gasped, he was going to be the biggest warmonger in Southeast Asia!

In fact, Du Weiguo's appetite extends beyond Southeast Asia, the Americas, the Middle East, Southeast Asia, and even Africa. He wants to fully blossom and become the world's largest warmonger and king of mercenaries.

Black water, water is so big!

Before Du Weiguo finished speaking, he stretched out another finger:

"Third, from now on, we will stop doing all those shady businesses on the street. The casino will be moved to the high seas and will only be a business for the rich.

We build factories, shipyards, automobile factories, motorcycle factories, clothing factories, build houses and roads, government projects, residential complexes, and hotel buildings. "

At night, on the spacious big bed, Mo Lan lay on Du Weiguo's chest, his fox eyes filled with spring water that was too thick to dissolve, and his tone was lazy:

"Master, tell me, what do you want to do?"

Du Weiguo exhaled the smoke and said in a faint tone:

"Molan, while the Freemasonry is dormant and licking its wounds, we have to take a step forward. Petty quarrels on the streets won't accomplish anything, so we have to work in industry." (End of Chapter)