What the hell is a private enterprise?

Chapter 448 Do I still need to pay?

"I want to see Mr. Tang. I'm really not an assassin!"

Lance was almost in tears standing in front of the railing, but the damn security guard wouldn't let him in.

Although the police tape outside Tang Wen's villa had been removed, the defensive setup remained unchanged:

To at least avoid the occurrence of 200 kilograms of explosives, Dewey organized some retired sailors recruited from outside the military, as well as cadets from the first class, to serve as bodyguards.

They directly replaced the property management in the villa area, and now entry and exit require inspection and signature registration.

When Lance first arrived, he saw that Lance had a foreign face and was politely asked to leave.

But when he identified himself as the leader of Greenpeace, he nearly received dozens of punches the size of sandbags.

Although the real culprit has been caught, Julie and the others are still in custody.

Whether Grand's true identity was known or whether he acted under the cover of Greenpeace is still undetermined; until this is fully clarified, he remains a suspect.

The doubts from the outside world never disappeared, and the only solution Lance could think of was to win Tang Wen's forgiveness.

As a result, the latter went on a business trip to another city, and he could only squat in the villa area every day and give routine greetings.

Almost a week later, as the two cars slowly approached, the trainees in front of the barrier immediately stood up straight, heads held high and chests puffed out, giving a salute.

Lance seized the opportunity and frantically waved his hands, trying to block the car.

……

"Tang, I swear in the name of God that Greenpeace will never engage in any form of personal attack."

After being searched, Lance was finally able to chat with Tang Wen for a few words. Although the latter didn't show any anger, he simply said calmly:

"I see. Then I'm sure the police will clear your name. I can only wait for the investigation results. What do you want from me?"

"I hope to reach a settlement with you to clear up the misunderstandings about our organization. For example, we could issue a joint statement, and it would be best if you could donate another sum of money to us. That way, the outside world would fully believe that we are innocent."

After Lance's translation finished, Tang Wen was stunned for several seconds before he reacted:

"Wait, am I supposed to donate money to you?"

Lance actually nodded: "This is necessary, and not too much. You can donate $10,000 as a token, and we can announce it as $100,000."

This amount of money has no impact on you, and the world will believe that Gaikin is truly a family business…

After finally confirming that the guy was serious, Tang Wen looked to the side, and then five burly men pounced on him and dragged Lance and the translator out.

During the struggle, Lance's bag fell to the ground and scattered, revealing a suspicious plastic bag.

Tang Wen held the bag in front of him and felt that the dried leaves inside were very familiar.

Could it be that thing? How the hell did they bring it in?

Realizing this possibility, he decisively threw it away and immediately dialed the phone.

Half an hour later, the man in the peaked cap arrived with his dog, and the German Shepherd immediately lay down in front of the plastic bag and barked wildly.

unambiguous evidence.

Lance and his translator were immediately handcuffed and stuffed into the back seat. The officer thanked Tang Wen before escorting them away.

……

Tang Wen's silence for nearly half a month due to the assassination attempt was absolutely terrible news for Java. The entire Southeast Asia is currently under the shadow of a financial crisis, and with currency exchange rates constantly being breached, the Javanese authorities finally came up with a solution:
They force their own currency to be pegged to the US dollar.

But this is different from Hong Kong using its foreign exchange reserves as backing; their intention is somewhat akin to playing dirty tricks.
Don't worry about how much foreign exchange I have, but my currency exchange rate follows the US dollar, and that's the official exchange rate.

But if you want to exchange foreign currency, I have plenty of ways to prevent you from doing so, or to make sure you only get a small portion of the quota.

Ultimately, this approach aims to use state power to shamelessly interfere with the rules of free economics. If the government can withstand this, financial speculators will be powerless to stop it, as they lack the ability to forcibly seize assets.

It's a pity that the cat couldn't withstand the strain.

The proposal was leaked while it was still in the planning stages, and the empire immediately intervened to interrupt and terminate it.

You need my permission to peg your assets to the US dollar!
Now, the hopes of the Chuawa were completely dashed. Although they could hold out a little longer because of their massive size in Southeast Asia, the defeat was only a matter of time.

The entire capital of the entire country is fleeing in fear, but what's worse is the relationship with Luzon.

Originally, the two families had covered up the previous death of Plevani by relying on the trust they had built up in the past. In these turbulent times, Cavalleria did not want to cause any more trouble. However, Luzon also saw the impending economic contraction and went back on its word, sending a band of robbers to seize the island of Miãos.

After the first incident, the construction vessel belonging to Gaijin Company became more vigilant, with all personnel living directly on board. They successfully escaped when faced with danger and are currently docked at another port in Phra Wa.

Although Suha and his group did not intercept anyone, they took full control of Gekin's buildings and oil extraction facilities on the island, and the fate of the people sent by Zhuawa was unknown.

At the same time, the country is mired in economic difficulties and disputes with its neighbors, making it difficult for the authorities to cope.

Now, Sergio, who has replaced Plevani, is meeting with Don Wen at the port of Biton County.

"Dear Tang, may the Lord protect you and keep you safe."

"Thank you for your support, which is why my workers are safe and sound."

Sergio was a little old man, and Tang Wen could clearly see the wrinkles on his face and his worried expression.

Geigin's oil and construction workers evacuated to Biton County near Mionas Island, but the more than 500 employees still had to be fed and paid for their travel expenses. In principle, this cost should be paid by the joint venture company, Shell, and the authorities.

It's bad enough that it costs money, but the key issue is that the expectations for Mionas oil have also plummeted.

Serginho: "All the oil facilities on Miãoás Island in Gejín have been taken over. Can they restore them and continue producing oil?"

"Not for at least a while; Gejn's oil extraction equipment requires some secrets to operate."

Tang Wen's words had just put Sergio at ease, but he immediately brought it up again:

"But if it drags on a bit longer, and they go to other oil companies to study it for a few months, then it's hard to say what will happen."

Furthermore, if development cannot resume on Mionas Island as soon as possible, the previously drilled oil wells are at risk of becoming clogged, and recovery will take even longer.

Tang Wen earnestly tried to deceive her, even adding a time limit in a seemingly legitimate manner, giving her a vague "several months" to force Sergio to make a choice.

The latter, however, just rubbed his thigh hard and said with a headache:
“You may not understand the connection between these things… Luzon is currently vying for control of Miãos, which was indeed under their jurisdiction for decades. We will soon be sending some people there, but it will be difficult to expel them, do you understand?”

Then I understand perfectly.

Tang Wen knew that once geopolitics was involved, even the slightest action could have far-reaching consequences, and it wasn't a matter of simply starting a conflict because he didn't like something.

Only the Second Fleet, being rootless and adrift, and undead from the seabed, could do such a thing; in reality, it would be difficult to cast aside so many concerns.

But since you two don't conflict, wouldn't Gaijin's trip have been worthwhile?

Tang Wenqing cleared his throat, preparing to stir things up further.

(End of this chapter)