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

Two days, a full 48 hours. During this period, except for necessary meals and defecation, Du Weiguo almost never left the bed and had sex with Mo Lan.

Finally, Fox Eyes, who was completely fed and couldn't bear the challenge, finally gave in and begged for mercy, and begged to drive Du Weiguo out of Pattaya.

Bangkok, Chinatown, Chaoshan Guild Hall.

The Chaoshan Guild Hall has just been renovated, and its area is more than three times larger than before. Although the appearance is still simple and inconspicuous, it is grand and domineering.

In the back hall, Du Weiguo sat on the main seat with a golden sword, raised his hand to take a sip of hot tea, and nodded noncommittally:

"Well, this tea is good. It's refreshing, soft and sweet. Uncle Tang, has your business been going well recently?"

Tang Conglong is Tang Li's father. He is in his 50s this year. Due to emotions and reasons, Du Weiguo has to call him uncle.

Tang Conglong sat upright under him, looking a little embarrassed. Although Du Weiguo's attitude was polite, he did not dare to make excuses, and his tone was extremely humble:

"Yes, boss, our business is going very smoothly. Thanks to you, all the dealers have been doing their part since you returned.

At present, our business has returned to the level before Mr. Kui's death, with monthly shipments of about 3000 million~"

Tang Conglong's title is very interesting, boss, not Mr. Wesley.

It can be seen from this detail that he is not an ambitious person, and he has a general understanding of advancement and retreat. He is willing to become a vassal of Du Weiguo instead of dominating one side.

"Uncle Tang, we are all family members. You don't have to be too formal. There is no need to mention these things again. I leave the business to you. I can trust you."

Du Weiguo was satisfied, raised his hand, and interrupted him politely.

He's not pretending, he really doesn't care about money anymore. There are so many things here, it's just numbers.

And he also believed that Tang Conglong was a smart man and would not dare to do business with him.

After drinking the tea in one gulp, Du Weiguo put down the teacup, lit a cigarette, and asked softly:

"Uncle Tang, do we only have customers in Asia and Europe for our current business, and can't shoot anywhere else?"

When talking about business experience, Tang Conglong suddenly became energetic and replied without hesitation:

"Yes, boss, currently we only have two markets: Asia and Europe, and sales in Europe are gradually shrinking.

If it weren't for the increasing demand for Citigroup soldiers from Yoonan, our sales would have declined. "

After taking a look at Du Weiguo's face, Tang Conglong continued to explain in detail:

"Golden Triangle, Silver Triangle, Golden Crescent, boss, now the Americas are occupied by the Silver Triangle, and we are beyond our reach, while the Golden Crescent is close to Europe and close to the water, and sales are increasing year by year."

The above three places are the notorious origins of Nasha.

The Golden Triangle is the triangular land, which is also known as northern Myanmar in later generations. Needless to say, the Silver Triangle is in South America, the Andes Mountains, and the junction of the three countries.

As for the Golden Crescent, it is located in the Middle East, an inaccessible and inhospitable barren area on the Afghan border.

Originally, according to historical trajectory, large-scale mass production in this area should not occur until more than 10 years later, that is, in the 80s.

But now I don’t know why, but it’s suddenly ahead of schedule. Moreover, here is close to the Persian Gulf and close to Europe, which is indeed unique.

Du Weiguo nodded:

"Okay, I understand, Uncle Tang. From now on, you can just focus on the Asian market. As for Europe and America, I will think of another way."

Tang Conglong was a little surprised by this, but he wisely did not ask further questions, but complied humbly.

"Okay, boss, I will do my best to do a good job in Asia."

This is the self-cultivation of Lao Jianghu, who is very knowledgeable and always knows what to ask and what not to ask.

Du Weiguo nodded, slowly exhaled the smoke, flicked the ashes, and said unhurriedly:

"Uncle Tang, although our business can be said to be very profitable, it is ultimately a thing that harms people and will ruin our family.

From now on, please don’t abuse our own people. I think these opium dens in Chinatown should be banned. "

Tang Conglong agreed without hesitation:

"Okay, boss, this is a great thing that will last for a long time. I, Tang Conglong, am duty-bound."

Du Weiguo smiled with satisfaction:

"Uncle Tang, there is one last option. It's been difficult in the north recently. I plan to let some people in from the border of the Triangle, Immigration Bureau Pattaya.

You are highly respected in this matter and will help take care of it. As for Kongka, you don’t have to worry, I will go over and inform him personally. "

Upon hearing this, Tang Conglong was even more excited and his face flushed, and he sincerely patted his chest and promised:

"Boss Gao Yi! I didn't say anything about this matter. I, Old Tang, am head-over-heels. Even if I risk my life, I will do this matter well."

After a brief lunch at the Chaoshan Guild Hall, Du Weiguo set off directly to the Triangle.

This time, he also changed his mind. Instead of driving a car, he took Cobra helicopters, four of them in a small formation.

Of course, these helicopters were blackmailed by Moran from Jonathan. Only four have been delivered so far. Although they are flying in Siam and are not equipped with weapons, they are still very popular.

The noodles are full.

Today is Du Weiguo's first time trying to fly a helicopter, but he has nothing to say about his quality.

Coupled with strong coordination and strong physical fitness, with multiple blessings, I quickly got started and flew with style.

This is called one-pass, all-powerful, and those who are capable can do anything. I guess Qiao Feng is like this. He knows all kinds of martial arts at a glance, and he can do it better than anyone else.

The cabin of the Cobra Wuzhi aircraft is relatively small and can only carry 6 people, but Du Weiguo does not need to bring a large group of subordinates to support him.

Just two people in the cabin, Merlin and Sukari, are better than thousands of troops.

He had already made up his mind that Mei Lin and his wife would follow him for the time being, and when Yang Caiyu came out, he would send them to East Germany. There would be no team, so he would just protect her.

As for him, his experience in the desert proved that he was more effective when working alone. Even the most powerful men like Merlin and Hu Da were a burden.

"Wesley, the message has been sent. Are you planning to become the world's largest D-man?"

Meilin leaned into Du Weiguo's ear and shouted. He had just sent telegrams to Miss Hu, Su Li, Interpol James, and Nikonov in the cabin.

The contents of the telegram were stinky, long and shameless.

On Su Li's side, Du Weiguo asked him to find a way to reach an "agreement" with the Colombian government as soon as possible and hire the Kunpeng Legion to send troops to destroy the Silver Triangle.

The content of Miss Hu's side is similar. She immediately established an international mercenary company, and then "negotiated" with Afhan to send troops to Jin Xinyue.

As for James and Nikonov, of course they asked for help to facilitate this matter. After all, they need to be famous.

The purpose of this is self-evident. Du Weiguo wants to completely wipe out the other two origins and monopolize this business.

Du Weiguo controlled the rudder with one hand, took a moment to light a cigarette, and replied with a smile:

"General Kongka is the one in the Triangle. What does it have to do with me?"

Upon hearing this, Merlin was immediately shocked by his shamelessness, but he had nothing to say, white gloves, agents, the unified means and basic operations of all superiors.

After being silent for a while, Merlin said seriously:

"Wesley, you have to know that as a result of such a commotion, countless people will die and families will be torn apart."

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo also fell silent. Merlin was right. Such an approach was equivalent to him actively provoking a dispute, or in other words, actively provoking a local war.

In a war, people are bound to die. Everyone who dies is the pillar of a family, someone's son, or someone's father.

However, the thought of guilt only flashed by, and was suppressed by Du Weiguo. Now, he has long learned to be indifferent to life and his heart is as hard as iron.

"Merlin, you are right, but the primitive accumulation of capital is inherently bloody. If we want to build a dark world empire, we have to resort to plunder. It is unrealistic to not see blood."

Du Weiguo crushed the cigarette butt and said quietly:

"Since ancient times, one general has achieved great success, but whoever stands in the way is my enemy. When dealing with enemies, there is no mercy." "Okay, Wesley, as long as you think clearly about the cause and effect, no matter what you decide, we will support you unconditionally. you."

Merlin didn't say anything, patted his shoulder and retreated to the cabin.

He was not a virgin, but a ruthless character who killed many people. When he was threatened by Earl the clockmaker, he killed an entire village by himself.

The reason why Du Weiguo was reminded was because he was worried that he would not think of the bad consequences and give up halfway, which is a taboo for military strategists.

In the evening, the triangle area lights up the town.

Compared with before, Nongliang Town is several times bigger. The original thatched houses have been transformed into sturdy and clean mud houses. Spacious cement roads have even been built and electrified.

The propeller slowly stopped, and Du Weiguo jumped out of the plane.

Kongka trotted over hurriedly and helped him open the cabin door. He was darker and thinner than before, and there was even hoarfrost on his temples. He was obviously haggard and aging.

"Sir, long time no see. Welcome back to Triangle."

Kongka gave Du Weiguo a standard military salute and his eyes were respectful. Regardless of whether he was acting or not, at least his posture was impeccable.

Du Weiguo was not polite, smiled and patted his shoulder:

"Konka, let me introduce you. This is my companion, Merlin, Sukari. This is the general of the Triangle, Kongka."

After the two sides exchanged polite polite words, Du Weiguo glanced at Kongka and said jokingly:

"Konka, we've been separated for less than a year, and you've gone through so many vicissitudes? What's the matter? Have you taken too many women?"

Kongka smiled bitterly:

"Sir, please stop teasing me. I haven't even touched my wife much in the past year, let alone other women."

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows: "Then what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

Kongka shook his head:

"Sir, if you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are, I've been walking on thin ice this year. I've worked hard, but I'm still struggling to make ends meet."

Kongka dropped his book bag and used four idioms in one breath. Du Weiguo feigned anger and yelled:

"What words are you talking about?"

Kongka smiled sarcastically: "Sir, please come inside and I'll make you some tea. Let's drink and chat."

Kongka's new office is a three-story building with a concrete structure. From Du Weiguo's perspective, the underground bunker has at least three floors.

The third floor was both his office and the living room. After everyone took their seats, Kongka personally poured Du Weiguo a cup of tea, black tea.

"Sir, it's getting cold at night. This is the newly arrived Keemun black tea. It warms the stomach and moisturizes the lungs. Please try it."

Du Weiguo took a sip, put down his teacup, and nodded without comment: "That's right, Kongka, tell me, what kind of trouble did you encounter?"

"Ah~"

Kongka sighed:

“It’s too difficult to do anything here. Just building a road, which is less than 100 kilometers, took me a full 7 months.

During this period, hundreds of workers were lost and countless dollars were spent. Until now, the road has not been completely completed. "

Du Weiguo said nothing and waited quietly for him to continue.

"Sir, the natural environment here is really harsh. There are many mountains, many trees, and lots of rain. Landslides and mudslides are commonplace and happen every now and then."

He was telling the truth. The reason why the Triangle Land could transcend the Five Elements and become a lawless land had something to do with the harsh natural environment.

What Konka is currently building is only the internal road in the territory, from Nongliang to the old street, radiating to several important surrounding towns, which can facilitate the mobilization and support of garrison troops in various places.

“Moreover, there are many ethnic groups mixed here, there are constant disputes, and there are conflicts at every turn. Each village is stubborn and self-contained, ignorant and arrogant.

It is very difficult to build a road through his territory. If we discuss it carefully, the lion will open his mouth. If he is tougher, he will say that I am tyrannical and domineering, and he will unite with his fellow tribesmen to resist. "

After taking a breath, Kongka was dejected and said in a gloomy voice: "In one year, I just suppressed the rebellion, more than a dozen times."

Kongka didn't say anything else. The matter of road construction alone can fully explain the problem, let alone mention anything else.

Du Weiguo understood him. Kongka was an ambitious master. He was not willing to be just a D owl. He wanted to do something practical.

In fact, it's not that Kongka is incompetent, but that the foundation here in the Triangle is so poor that it is simply a barren and barren society.

As long as there is a little room for adjustment here, with such a large territory and fertile land, which surrounding country would ignore it?

As for Erkonka, to put it bluntly, he was just a local warlord. In addition to his few powerful soldiers, he was also an unruly and brutal military leader. Not to mention professionals from all walks of life, all of whom were literate.

And Kongka is an ambitious person, and it is simply a fool's dream to dream of turning the sea into a mulberry field in a short period of time.

Du Weiguo lit a cigarette and asked calmly:

"Konka, you are taking too big a step. You have to eat one bite at a time. In fact, it is already remarkable that you can complete the road construction in one year and stabilize your basic base."

Kongka was puzzled, Du Weiguo smiled and said:

"Konka, you have read history and you should know that changes in social forms take a long time. Could you please tell me, what is the current state of the Triangle?"

"Uh~ It's not even a feudal society, it's still in the chaotic era of mixed tribes~"

Kongka's tone was choked, and he replied after a few seconds.

Du Weiguo nodded:

"So? You want to jump directly from the ignorant tribal era to modern society. Don't talk about you. Even if the gods come, you will still have to shed tears."

Kongka suddenly realized that he no longer dared to regard Du Weiguo as a reckless man who only knew how to kill people, so he humbly asked for advice:

"Sir, what should I do?"

Du Weiguo rubbed his chin and put on a profound expression as if he had pearls of wisdom in his hands:

"First of all, you have to convince all the tribes and villages that the government's decrees are smooth. This requires both grace and power. Needless to say, power, you have a heavy army on your hands, that's enough. As for grace~"

Du Weiguo paused here and took a leisurely puff of cigarette. Kongka scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, but did not dare to rush him.

After having enough pretense, Du Weiguo exhaled the smoke:

"It's very simple to show kindness. Let them be well fed, wear warm shoes, live a better life, and then draw some pie. It's enough."

Kongka's eyes widened when he heard this, and he seemed to understand something, and asked eagerly: "Sir, what should I do specifically?"

Du Weiguo smiled like an old fox:

"It's enough to send people to help each village open up wasteland, and then double the price of raw materials. They will definitely be grateful and obedient to you."

Kongka frowned: "Doubling the purchase price?"

He is calculating the cost of raising troops. If the purchase price is doubled, military expenses will inevitably be reduced. This is his fundamental reason.

Looking at his expression, Du Weiguo knew what he was thinking about. He put out the cigarette butt and scolded angrily:

"Konka, have you only considered the disadvantages of increased costs?"

Meeting Du Weiguo's eyes, Kongka suddenly became stern and broke out in cold sweat. He replied honestly and respectfully:

"Sir, I am short-sighted. I will implement your order immediately and resolutely."

"Ha~"

Du Weiguo sneered:

"Konka, you think of me as a tyrant who refuses to enter. Think about it. After opening up wasteland and increasing the purchase price, the output will increase sharply. Once you enter and exit, your income should be higher than before. Quite a few.”

Kongka licked his lips and was about to speak.

Du Weiguo waved his hand and spoke calmly, but firmly: "In terms of sales, you don't have to worry about it. You just focus on production, and I will sell you as much as you have!" (End of Chapter)