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Chapter 297 Varee Island (4600 monthly votes in April)

Santa Maria City.

"Boss Luffy, this is Director Suha."

After the middleman finished his enthusiastic introduction, he closed the door to the private room and quietly left.

Wang Hu sat down casually with his two underlings. Opposite him was Suha, who had been transferred here to deal with pirate gangs. He was now in charge of the coastal defense of Santa Maria City, but he could get involved in any matter.

Suha frowned as he looked at "Luffy," never expecting that this pirate leader would want to do business with him.

He spoke first:

"There's nothing on that island. What do you want to do with it?"

Wang Hu: "Of course, it's the beautiful natural scenery! The island has fresh water, ancient wooden cultural relics with a long history, and beaches. It's simply the most perfect tourist area!"

Suha scoffed and slammed his fist on the table: "You want to develop a tourist area on an isolated island hundreds of kilometers offshore? Who would believe that!"
Luffy, don't forget you're on the wanted list!

As he spoke, he took out a prepared but unissued wanted poster, which was printed in black and white and the portrait on it was completely illegible.

Wang Hu glanced at it and shook his head:

"This is not me. The person whose name is on the wanted list is Luffy. It has nothing to do with me."

Suha never expected this person to be so shameless. He patted the wanted poster and asked:

"You're not Luffy? Not that infamous pirate?"

"My full name is Odewwood Wilveen Enyeur Twainwe Uwenmu Luffy, the 888th leader of the Varys, and the king of pirates throughout the Pacific."

Varei Island is the long-lost homeland of the Varei people, and of course I must do my best to develop it.

As Wang Hu spoke, he took out a strangely shaped wooden carving:
"This is the spiritual symbol of the Wari people. We migrated to Malaysia because of war, and now we must return to our homeland."

His local dialect was quite good, which made Suha Zhen somewhat suspicious:
"Then why did you attack the gangs here?"

Wang Hu proudly declared, "Because there can only be one Pirate King."

"..."

Suha choked for a few seconds, but finally raised his voice and said:

“You have broken the rules here. Otherwise, Santa Maria City will not be occupied by outsiders. You will only be expelled.”

His response was a heavy leather suitcase, which, when placed on the table, caused the supporting leg to groan in pain.

The younger brother opened the leather trunk, revealing stacks of neatly arranged silver coins.

Suha got up to take it, but Wang Hu held his hand down.

The two men stood up and looked at each other. Then another henchman brought over another leather case, which contained an M3 grease gun.

Suha's subordinates immediately stood up and pulled out their weapons, but Suha stopped them.

Wang Hu: "The silver coin on the left is worth $5. If you're willing, the Wari tribe can give more to gain friendship."

But if anyone prevents us from returning home, every Varian will fight to the death at the call of the Pirate King.

After saying that, he released Suha's hand and slowly sat back down.

The latter did not reply, but simply grabbed a handful of silver coins and slowly let go, watching them clatter down, some of which jumped to the edge of the table and were caught by his underlings in a flurry.

He then looked at the underlings who had come with Wang Hu.

Sensing his gaze, the elite from the mainland knew they couldn't back down and stood up without flinching.

Despite it being a sweltering day, they were all dressed very warmly, with bulging pockets around their waists.

Suha's heart sank. Clearly, these were ruthless characters, and if they really went crazy, no one could escape.

"Luffy, I don't believe you just want to develop tourism."

Seeing that he had finally backed down, Wang Hu laughed heartily and winked at Suha:

"As expected, I couldn't hide it from you. Actually, Varee Island is very close to the high seas, and it's right next to Wawa. I want to build a paradise there."

There are casinos, bikinis, and all sorts of exciting things you can imagine!

Suha immediately understood; this was exactly what a daring, out-of-town power wanted.

There are many such no-man's-land and nameless islands in Southeast Asia, and Varey Island is indeed a very suitable place.

He's familiar with all of this; if he really gets it done, he'll definitely make a lot of money.

However, he still retained his last shred of composure:

"This requires the approval of the National Resources Development Agency, and you must declare the project and pay taxes on time."

Wang Hu: "There is an old saying at Dongda University: 'The emperor is far away and the county magistrate is not as good as the local one.'"

"Rather than handing it over to those insects, I'd rather support General Suha." Suha finally couldn't keep up the act any longer, and a slight smile appeared on his dark face.

“If that’s the case, then we can certainly talk.”

Wang Hu also smiled and raised his wine glass.

Only with a legitimate name can the development of Varee Island proceed smoothly, allowing for the stockpiling of supplies and personnel.

……

"Aunt An, how much are the Spring Festival couplets?"

"You can take it, it's not worth much."

Tang Wen didn't stand on ceremony and picked out a pair from the shop, waving them in front of the ship girls:
"Whenever we have time, we'll stick this on both sides of the door to pray for wealth and safety."

Jean Bart thought for a moment and asked:
"Would it be effective if we stuck it on the warship?"

"Maybe...?"

While picking up another couplet, Tang Wen suddenly thought of a question: New Year's Eve is coming soon, is the game's New Year event about to start?

Although I don't know what kind of trouble might occur, they will definitely give away some limited-edition New Year paint jobs.

As Lunar New Year's Eve approaches, the streets are already bustling with festive cheer, and young people are starting to return home.

Where is Panpan?

"She went to Shenzhen to see her father."

Tang Wen suddenly realized, and then he saw a hint of pleading in An Yu's eyes.

He immediately raised his hand to refuse:
"Aunt An, let him undergo rehabilitation for a while longer; it's better for everyone."

"Ugh."

The two left the convenience store and walked back along the street. When they got to the store, they saw several cars parked there.

Orange-seat waved to Tang Wen.

The latter stepped forward and stared at his empty hands:

"Where's the gift? You can't visit someone for the New Year empty-handed."

Just as Old Zhang was about to speak, Tang Wen interrupted him again:
"Never mind, we're already here, we'll just take two cases of malted milk powder with us later."

After saying that, he looked at Zhao Hande:
"Uncle Zhao, would you like to take two cases of Brain Gold? It's a new product."

……

“Gaijin has the qualifications for importing and exporting aircraft, and everything is legal and compliant.”

Looking at the wary Tang Wen, Old Zhang waved his hand:
"I'm not here to persuade you that introducing large passenger planes is a good thing. McDonnell Douglas planes are actually not bad, except for the fact that they crash a lot, and they are much better than the Tu-154."

Upon hearing "Figure 154," Tang Wen immediately remembered something and said:
"Retire all the Tu-154s as soon as possible, or convert them into cargo planes. These things are purely dangerous; they're guaranteed to cause accidents!"

If he remembers correctly, another Tu-154 will fall down this year or next.

Old Zhang assumed he was interrupting and didn't answer, instead asking:
“I believe Geikin can afford it, but importing aircraft is very complicated. Will there be aviation professionals coming from Southeast Asia?”

Tang Wen shook his head:

No, but there's a saying:
"Raise the recruitment flag, and people will surely come to eat."

"If the project succeeds, I'll throw away $20 billion. I don't believe I can't find talent in China."

There's a wave of layoffs right now; not to mention ordinary technical engineers, even top talents are leaving to start their own businesses.

With a diligent search and the added advantage of a large passenger plane, there's no need to worry about finding customers.

Most of the people who participated in the Y-10 are probably still around, and they're probably still working on the McDonnell Douglas 82 project.

Old Zhang, however, disagreed:
"If anyone could just grab a bunch of people and take over this big project, the introduction of McDonnell Douglas 82 wouldn't have taken so long, dragging on until it was terminated. Now they only have assembly capabilities."

Just as Tang Wen was about to speak, a phone call came in. It was from Zhao Yaohua.

Tang Wen answered the phone in front of the two of them:
"Hello? Mr. Tang, this is Xiao Zhao. I heard you're looking to get McDonnell Douglas to import the MD11. Hongdu is willing to participate in this project, even opening a branch factory in Echeng. Can you give us a chance?"

Hearing Zhao Yaohua shamelessly call himself "Little Zhao," the three of them couldn't help but flinch.

Zhao Yaohua probably learned about it through McDonnell Douglas, but he was definitely trying to cover it up and gain the upper hand.

But this directly answers the question Lao Zhang just asked.

Tang Wen waved his phone:
“Look, not only the grain eaters, but the grain-eating gangs have all come.”

(End of this chapter)