Chapter 1159: Troublemaker

Bush is already a qualified official guest, and the limit is how many seconds he can sustain this meaningless emotion of embarrassment. He quickly returned to normal and asked: "Du, do you really have any idea?"

Du Fei said hey, "What's so difficult about this? Those people were just taking a plane to have fun. It's very unfortunate that the plane crashed and happened to fall into Kalimantan, and An happened to be rescued by someone, don't you think?"

Bush couldn't help but be stunned, then smiled and nodded, but he was a little confused. Logically speaking, Du Fei would not be so easy to talk to. What is going on today? Did he suddenly change his gender?

In fact, he was mentally prepared before coming, and Du Fei opened his mouth. Who knows...

However, as soon as this idea came into Bush's mind, Du Fei's next words completely stunned him.

Du Fei said calmly: "However, Kalimantan is not as rich in beautiful fruits as its living conditions are not good. Suddenly there are so many mouths, people eat horse chews, and some are injured. They must be treated with medicine..." ...George, tell me, which of these should not be spent?”

Bush suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Facing Du Fei's question, he could only nod: "That's right, that's right. We will definitely pay for this expense, we will pay for it."

Du Fei said hey: "George, you are worthy of being the world's overlord, and you always do things in an awkward manner." As he said this, he took out a notebook from his pocket and opened it to reveal a thick bill of records.

Du Fei turned the page to the back and pushed the notebook in front of Bush with a smile: "Ignore the small changes, just 10 million for each person, seven people in total."

For a moment, Bush wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

"Ten million?" He widened his eyes and looked incredulous: "Du, are you kidding me? Ten million..."

···Dollar? "

Du Fei smiled, took back the notebook, and said, "Of course, George, do you think anyone would joke about ten million dollars?"

Bush frowned: "That's impossible. That's 70 million U.S. dollars. Even if we kill them all, it's not worth 70 million U.S. dollars."

Du Fei spread his hands indifferently: "Of course, they are definitely not worth it, but if...I find a few foreign conspirators to make this matter more complicated...then the people in your country will I don’t know what to think.”

Bush disagreed and said: "No, no newspaper can publish such news. Believe me, Du, it's useless. Let's talk about something realistic~"

Du Fei looked confused: "Is that so...haven't you always flaunted freedom of speech? How could it be..." Bush said: "You also said it, it was flaunting. If that's really the case, how could it be... Is it necessary to show off?"

Du Fei was speechless for a moment, but it seemed to make sense.

Then he calmly said: "Okay, no more joking..."

Bush breathed a sigh of relief: "I come here with sincerity, and I sincerely hope that both of us will get a satisfactory result." "Of course." Du Fei showed a meaningful expression: "I will definitely get a satisfactory result." "

After finishing speaking, he paused and then said: "Seventy million dollars, give me the money and let him go~" Bush blinked his glasses and closed his eyes, saying that what he just said was all nonsense~

He felt a little angry in his heart, his face darkened and he was about to speak.

But Du Fei stopped him and said, "George, don't worry, just listen to what I have to say." Bush was choked and was a little curious about what Du Fei wanted to say and what he could say.

Du Fei took a sip of tea calmly: "George, of course I know that those seven people are not worth 70 million, and no one will pay for their lives."

Bush nodded, just seven ordinary soldiers.

Although he himself has served in the navy, for a kid from a rich family like him to join the army, it is simply a resume. Unless you are from a military family, or plan to make a difference in this area.

Otherwise no one would take this seriously, it would just be nice words.

Du Fei wanted to use these people to get money. If the total amount was one or two million, it would still have to be discussed, but ten million per person was a complete fantasy and impossible.

However, at the next moment, Du Fei's words instantly changed his mind.

Bush couldn't help but widen his eyes and stared at Du Fei with an expression of disbelief. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, put his hands on the table, leaned forward, and lowered his voice: "Are you serious?"

Du Fei leaned back on the chair and said with a smile: "Of course, how about it? This condition is worth 70 million US dollars~"<

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With a "Gulu" sound, Bush swallowed and tried to calm down. Because the conditions proposed by Du Fei were too impactful.

After a pause for a few seconds, he confirmed again: "No kidding, do you really have a way to stop aid to North Vietnam?"

Du Fei corrected: "It's impossible to stop it completely, but it can at least be reduced..." After thinking about it, he said: "Cut it by more than half on the existing basis."

Bush licked his lips. This was so important.

Compared to Vietnam, Kalimantan’s little troubles are nothing.

If Du Fei can really keep his promise, it would be worth even US$700 million, not to mention US$70 million.

From 1955 to now, this war has been fought for fifteen years, with more than 150 billion US dollars invested, and there is still no sign of ending.

If Du Fei could really achieve the effect he said with just one mouth, then a mere 70 million would mean nothing. What's more, there are those seven soldiers who happen to have ready-made names.

The real purpose of this expenditure cannot be clearly stated. No one can say anything in the name of redeeming people. After all, life is priceless.

Bush's mind was spinning rapidly, and he immediately said: "I will contact the country now and will give you an answer the day after tomorrow at the latest."

Du Fei smiled: "Don't worry, I'm very patient. But... I'll start with the ugly words. These 70 million are mine alone, and I will need some other conveniences when I lobby later."

Bush's eyes were focused and he said cautiously: "For example?"

Du Fei said: "For example, some restrictions on our country in international trade must be relaxed appropriately. Is that okay?" Bush frowned and said: "Sorry, I can't guarantee this..."

Du Fei said calmly: "Of course, my friend, you don't have to be embarrassed. It's enough to report my conditions. I believe Commander Nicosong will make a decision. After all, my credit has been verified last time."

Bush's heart moved.

Indeed, as Du Fei said, Du Fei's credibility was proved by Senator Gore last year. With only $50 million in funding, the Gore Senate successfully leveraged the situation in the Far East.

In fact, it was Duffy who made that happen.

Now, Du Fei once again offers a bigger olive branch in front of him, and it is impossible for Bush not to be interested.

Because once this matter is done, he - George Hebert Eddy Bush, will become the biggest contributor, adding a lot of color to his future career.

"Opportunity! This is an opportunity, we must seize it..." This thought popped up in Bush's mind uncontrollably.

Although Du Fei's words are empty, there are certain risks in operating this matter.

But once it was done, the benefits were so great that he simply ignored the risks.

Besides, even if there is a real risk, Du Fei will not admit it after taking 70 million US dollars, and the loss will be the money of the Lian Bang government. What does it have to do with George Bush?

As for reputation and other negative impacts, they are all within control.

At that point, he was just a messenger, and the decision was made by the superiors. Regarding the money, the superiors... no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't get rid of him.

Thinking of this, Bush suddenly became worried and decided to do it...

A few minutes later, Du Fei looked at Bush's hurried away figure and couldn't help but smile.

This deal is definitely not a loss. Regardless of whether the other party will really relax its trade restrictions on Huaxia in the future, the US$70 million in cash alone is quite enough.

Anyway, even if there are no Meguo people, judging from the feedback from Dad Zhu last time, reducing aid to North Vietnam is an inevitable trend.

First of all, the situation there is indeed not as dangerous as it was in previous years.

Secondly, after Hu Mingming passed away last year, his successor Le Van Yoon had a strong pro-goose tendency. Under such circumstances, reducing support to North Vietnam has become inevitable.

The difference is just how much.

Du Fei didn't even have to do anything to pocket the 70 million.

However, it is impossible for this money to go into his private hands as he told Bush. If that's the case, it's like giving away the handle

Gave it to Bush.

This money will definitely go to the fire equipment company's account, 70% of which will be handed over, and the other 30% will be kept.

Thinking of this, Du Fei couldn't help but smile, and was about to get up and leave, but at this moment, several people walked in from outside the tea restaurant.

Du Fei couldn't help but be startled when he saw it.

One of the people he had met was a staff member named Wang who worked next to Director Liao. This man obviously recognized Du Fei, and the two sides happened to face each other, and they were all stunned for a moment.

A short middle-aged man next to him saw this and smiled: "Mr. Wang, have you met a friend?"

Wang Bin said "uh" and then introduced: "This is Mr. Du, who is engaged in machinery trading." Then he introduced to Du Fei: "This is Mr. Ruan, from Yuenan."

Du Fei was a little surprised, this was really what he said.

Just now he was talking to Bush about Yuenan, and now he met the Yuenan people. It looks like it's from the north.

"My dear, Ruan Shangyong, hello Mr. Du~" Ruan Shangyong stretched out his hand to shake Du Fei's hand: "I have heard of your name in Hanoi. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Du Fei was stunned and laughed: "Mr. Ruan's words are serious. How can I be so famous?"

Ruan Shangyong shook his head: "You are too humble. Your deeds in Yinni have been admired by many comrades. You have helped the comrades there to establish a base, which is a great achievement!"

Du Fei smiled politely, but in his heart he became more vigilant. Showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing.

Du Fei had no contact with the North Vietnamese side, but the other side was so enthusiastic about him. Even if he said it had no purpose, he wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death.

Du Fei said "I don't dare take it", and then looked at the staff member named Wang: "Mr. Wang, I have something urgent, let's talk next time." He shook hands with Ruan Shangyong: "Mr. Ruan, I'm glad to meet you. , but today is really unlucky, we will have a chance next time.”

Ruan Shangyong opened his mouth, obviously he still had something to say, but Du Fei blocked him, preventing him from saying anything. He could only smile and said: "That's a pity. Mr. Du will definitely take the time next time."

"Definitely, definitely" Du Fei said perfunctorily and finally walked out of the tea restaurant.

When I got outside the door, I looked back and saw that the few people who entered were heading upstairs.

Ruan Shangyong didn't know whether he sensed Du Fei's gaze or it was just a coincidence that he came back. The two people's eyes touched, Du Fei nodded slightly, and then left completely...

In the evening, Du Fei picked up the phone and called Director Liao at the hotel where he was staying. The phone rang a few times and was picked up.

This is Director Liao's personal phone number and does not require a secretary to transfer it. "Uncle Liao, I am Xiao Du..."

The other side smiled and said: "Du Fei! Congratulations!"

Du Fei knew that he was referring to the victory in Kalimantan with Lin Tiansheng and Jin Zheng.

Although it was not specifically the battle commanded by Du Fei, the instigator of this incident was Du Fei, which is the greatest credit.

Du Fei responded humbly and politely, and then asked: "Uncle Liao, I want to ask you something..." Director Liao had already guessed: "Is it Ruan Shangyong? Come back in the afternoon, Xiao Wang has already told you I reported it."

Du Fei said "Hmm": "Uncle Liao, is there something going on over at Yue Nan?"

Director Liao said: "If anything else happens, we need help. Li Wenrun and Wuyuan A plan to launch an offensive in the spring."

Du Fei said disapprovingly: "Didn't Li Wenrun kiss the big goose? Why didn't you go find Mosco?" Director Liao didn't go into details and asked again: "Why are you asking him? What's the matter?"

Du Fei said: "I have nothing to do. I just met him during the day and he seemed to have known me for a long time. I just wanted to ask you what happened to this man."

Director Liao said with a smile: "It's no wonder, you run that fire equipment company and you are quite famous now... Speaking of this, Director Liao praised Du Fei again and then put down the phone.

Du Fei pressed his hand on the phone receiver and didn't take it away for a long time.

He didn't get much useful information from Director Liao. He always had a feeling that this Ruan Shangyong was not simple. At the same time, in another hotel not far from the hotel where Du Fei stayed.

Ruan Shangyong had just finished taking a shower, wearing light blue pajamas and talking on the phone.

"Yes, I met Du Fei, just at noon today...he

I was very alert and did not talk to me in depth...I understand, I understand...Comrade Markov will definitely complete the mission assigned to me by the organization! "

After finishing the call, Ruan Shangyong put down the receiver with a stern expression on his face, then sat on the sofa and took a deep breath.

As Li Wenyun's secretary and special envoy, he also has another identity - Ke Gebo's secret agent. Originally, he was only developed into a peripheral member while studying abroad in Daye.

But after returning to Yuenan and coming to Li Wenrun, it didn't take long for someone to contact him and turn him into a formal member of the organization.

He also arranged a very beautiful goose wife for him.

On the surface, he was a classmate he met while studying abroad, but in fact he was Yanzi who graduated from the Xianbelia spy school. In name, he is his subordinate, but in fact he is actually placed beside him to monitor him.

Ruan Shangyong is an ambitious person, especially when Li Wenyuan came to power last year. As Li's confidant, he has a bright future.

This made him feel even more awkward with the woman next to him.

Ruan Shangyong took a deep breath, picked up the receiver and made another call.

The answer rang twice: "Hello, this is Ruan Shangyong... Please report to Secretary Li that I have met with Liao in Xiangjiang.

······The attitude of the other party is unclear, and it is impossible to judge for the time being... In addition, I met Du Fei at noon today. This person was very alert and seemed to be resistant to me. Please ask for instructions if further contact is necessary... ··”

Although Du Fei concealed it very well before, Ruan Shangyong had such ability and it was also his talent. He can determine the person's emotions towards him just by feeling it.

Whether you are close, repelled, or disgusted, you don't need to listen to what the other party says, just a look or an action, you will know.

It was this ability that allowed him to have a smooth journey, gain the appreciation of Li Wenrun, and reach his current position.

Putting down the phone again, Ruan Shangyong took a cigarette from the small coffee table next to him, lit it and took a deep breath, but he smoked too hard and coughed violently...

At the same time, more than a thousand kilometers away, in Kedah district in southern West Kalimantan province. Tute Shaojiang, who fled, ran more than a hundred kilometers in one breath and returned here.

It was here that he defeated the army led by Jiang Dingsheng before, and then he was unstoppable all the way. Now it's back to square one.

Only this time the opponent was Lin Tiansheng.

After Lin Tiansheng won, he did not pursue the victory.

The troops were only allowed to advance dozens of kilometers south along the road and build a line of defense in the northern part of Kedah County.

Then the troops were divided into two groups, one group stayed in place for training and garrisoning, and the other group selected a small number of elite troops to move eastward to capture Sindang County and Molawe County.

It was said to be a capture, but it was actually an armed march.

These two places had been occupied by Jiang Dingsheng before, but later Tut Shaojiang did not divide his troops to occupy them in order to concentrate his forces.

There were no surprises in the middle.

On the contrary, the big local companies breathed a sigh of relief. Lin Tiansheng stopped and did not expand any further.

The current territory is quite large, almost 60,000 square kilometers, with a population of more than 3 million. Although it is not as powerful as Li Yuanchao in a single country, it is already a pretty good start.

With a victory as the foundation, Lin Tiansheng needs to do two things next: one is to defend the existing territory, and the second is to integrate internal forces.

Especially the second one is his top priority.

At present, because of the presence of Kim Zheng, Jiang Dingsheng and Chen Zhengwei naturally belong to Lin Tiansheng.

But this relationship is not stable. Once Jin Zheng leaves, the main contradiction disappears, and the secondary contradiction immediately rises to the main contradiction.

So Lin Tiansheng must introduce another force to check and balance Jiang and Chen. That is the Lin family, a big family in Nanyang.

It just so happens that Lin Tiansheng also has the surname Lin, and he can't write two "Lin" characters with one stroke. Regardless of whether they are real relatives or fake relatives, they must be real now.

Only by sorting out these two forces, plus Lin Tiansheng's background, can it be possible to occupy the magpie's nest like Li Yuanchao.

However, a "shit-stirring stick" quietly stretched out. Located 200 kilometers northwest of Pontianak.

The ink has already been produced here.

It is Kuching, the largest city in Sarawak in eastern Malaysia.