Chapter 1359: Four Words of Wealth and Honor

Mr. Wu has been shrewd all his life, and being able to do business in an environment like Siam for decades without falling apart is enough to show that he has a clear vision and knows how to advance and retreat.

When Du Fei proposed to do business with him, Mr. Wu immediately understood that Du Fei wanted the credibility and prestige he had accumulated over the years in the Siam Shopping Mall.

Doing business is about making money, and money begets money. Neither Du Fei nor Gu Dan is suitable to take part in this aspect.

Gu Dan is a warlord, while Du Fei is an outsider, and it is difficult for the locals to trust them.

This requires a middleman like the Wu family to mediate and coordinate operations.

Ordinarily, from the Wu family's perspective, this may not be a good thing.

The Wu family already has a lot of money. Over the years, they have established connections with Junzheng in Siam in shopping malls, and ordinary people do not dare to exploit his family.

As for Du Fei's point of asking others to pluck the wool, it actually doesn't matter.

When doing business, why do people let you make this money? Those people are originally prepared to smooth the relationship. The only difference is who to give and how much to give.

But now, Du Fei comes to find him, which is equivalent to announcing that all his previous tricks are invalid, and he wants to cooperate with Du Fei and Gu Dan.

This cooperation seems to be able to make more money than before, but it contains many uncertain risks.

For example, what are the personalities of Du Fei and Gu Dan, and will they change over time? Will there be any other excessive demands?

For the Wu family, everything needs to be re-adjusted.

If given a choice, Mr. Wu would not easily agree to Du Fei's request, but does he have a choice?

The moment Du Fei showed up at his house, the outcome of this matter was already doomed, unless the Wu family immediately gave up everything and left Siam.

Du Fei did not stay at Wu's house for long and left in less than half an hour.

Mr. Wu walked all the way to the door, watching Du Fei's motorcade drive away with a smile on his face. His smile faded, revealing a sad look.

Back in the house, there was a middle-aged man standing in the living room on the first floor. He was Wu Yuan, the eldest son of the Wu family and the successor of this generation of the Wu family.

"Father~" Wu Yuan called out respectfully.

The old man said "Hmm" and raised his hand to sign: "Let's go to the study to talk."

Wu Yuan followed him up to the second floor and came to a study room.

As soon as he entered the room, Wu Yuan asked: "Father, I heard everything just now. What do you mean?"

There was a secret room next to the reception room just now, and Wu Yuan was listening nearby.

Mr. Wu sighed and said, "Does it matter what I mean? Can I still refuse?"

Wu Yuan frowned and said, "Father, can he still..."

He didn't finish the sentence, but the meaning was clear.

Mr. Wu raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "Why not? Didn't you see those planes these days? Didn't you hear the gunfire from the palace just now? It turns out that we can't reject the royal family or the military. Why do you think we can? Reject Du Fei, who is stronger than them? Just because we are also flower people? Ayuan, I told you that businessmen are most afraid of taking things for granted. "

"Yes~" Wu Yuan immediately lowered his head and agreed.

Mr. Wu sighed: "You have to remember that people have gun barrels in their hands. As long as they are guns, they can kill people. This Du Fei dares to shoot. Have you forgotten how Suharto died in the first place? "

Wu Yuan's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly realized: "Father, are you saying...our Majesty...is going to be in trouble too this time?"

Mr. Wu pursed his lips and said, "It's hard to say, but based on the current situation, I'm afraid... the most important thing is that he crossed the line and killed other farmers."

Wu Yuan chewed his teeth and said, "This... this is regicide!"

Mr. Wu curled his lips, glared at him and said: "You are not old, how can you be more stubborn than me? What nonsense is regicide? A king of a foreign country can be killed by an envoy from the Han and Tang Dynasties with just one sentence."

Wu Yuan's mouth twitched, not knowing what to say.

Mr. Wu continued: "Ayuan, don't think too much. Although there are risks this time, it may not be an opportunity for our Wu family. Haven't you seen the situation in the past few years? The mainland has returned After the United Nations, it became a permanent member of the five major powers and was recognized by the world. In Southeast Asia, there was Shanbei, and then there was Borneo, especially Suharto, who could be called a momentary hero. What does it mean that Du Fei, a young man, has been brought into this situation? It means that the power has spread over there."

At this point, Mr. Wu stared out the window meaningfully, then calmed down a little and continued: "More importantly, how did America react to these actions?"

Wu Yuan had already reacted: "You mean America acquiesced?"

Mr. Wu said: "Yes, this is the most important thing. The general trend is now clear. Hua Mei joins forces to deal with Su Lian. In return, America understands the interests of Hua Guo in Nanyang..."

Wu Yuandao: "But if you say that, father, why are you still frowning?"

Mr. Wu sighed and said: "Although the general trend is here, we can't look at it this way when it comes to business... In short, this matter is not that simple. Once we cooperate with them, there are some things that we must be in front of and bear the pressure. Can we Can't stand it..."

Wu Yuan was more understanding at this time: "Father, you just said that you can't refuse this matter. Since you can't refuse, what is there to worry about?"

"That's what I say." Mr. Wu sighed: "The older people get, the less courageous they become. How can you not think about it~"

…

At the same time, in a magnificent palace far away in Moscow.

There were a bunch of photos on the desk in front of an old man.

The photos were taken from Bangkok, showing the scene of the Y-8 fleet flying over from the sky, and the scene of taking off and landing from the airport.

The old man was wearing a white suit and holding a Cohiba cigar in his hand.

The smoke swirled in the old man's mouth and slowly exhaled, covering his cheeks.

There were four people standing opposite the desk, two in military uniforms and two in suits.

The old man tapped the desk with his cigar in his hand and said calmly: "Tell me, what's the situation?"

A middle-aged man in a suit said: "This was just received from Nanyang. According to the current situation, Kuching dispatched a large number of transport planes to carry out an air raid on the airport in Siam and occupied the Bangkok airport and its surrounding areas..."

The old man had no expression on his face. He listened patiently to the other party and asked: "What is America's reaction?"

The man replied: "There is no response at present, but according to the current situation, the other party seems to have acquiesced."

The old man frowned and said: "It seems that our comrades in the East have completely turned to the opposite side and betrayed their beliefs."

The few people present were silent. When it comes to this issue, they can't easily express their opinions.

After the old man finished speaking, he remembered something: "Kuching... This name sounds familiar."

A young man in military uniform reminded: "The person who actually controls this place is called Du Fei. You once awarded him a medal."

The old man suddenly realized: "Oh, I remember that Comrade Merkin's granddaughter seems to be very close to this Du Fei."

Another middle-aged man in a suit immediately followed up: "Yes, Comrade Natasha, Comrade Park Zhe of North Korea, and this Du Fei jointly built a route from Nanyang to Moscow. The large number of fresh fruits that have appeared on the market recently came through this route."

While speaking, he subconsciously glanced at the fruit plate next to him, which contained pineapples and two mangoes.

The old man nodded: "I know about this matter. The comrades at the grassroots level have responded very well and enriched the lives of the people."

The middle-aged man secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly agreed: "Yes, it is under your wise leadership that our national construction can achieve great achievements that surpass America in all aspects."

The old man was very pleased, and then his eyes returned to the photos: "Du Fei... By the way, our base in the Anda Islands was first proposed by this little guy, right?"

Another middle-aged man in military uniform nodded: "Yes~"

The old man looked at the photo and took another puff of cigar: "A little guy with ideas and courage, and the tactics of transport aircraft are good."

Several people present didn't quite understand what this meant, but they didn't dare to ask more.

This matter is not simple, because it involves Du Fei, which involves Natasha and her family.

The situation here is very complicated, and it is not a good thing to get involved.

On the other hand, in the villa outside Xindeli.

Xindila's hair has completely turned white. The past two years have made her suffer a lot, and her health is not as good as before.

Not only does she look older, but there is no black hair anymore.

At this time, similar photos were also placed in front of her.

Unlike Moscow's calm attitude, Xindila's face was extremely ugly.

It was not because of Siam's situation, but simply because of the Yun-8 aircraft.

She couldn't even believe that the transport plane in the photo was built by Huaguo!

When it started, Indu's industrial base was far superior to Huaguo. When the British left, they left behind a semi-industrialized Indu.

But Huaguo was devastated and poor.

Why can Huaguo independently manufacture such a large transport aircraft in just over 20 years!

Although the Yun-8 is strictly speaking only a medium-sized transport aircraft, in Xindila's opinion, a 20-ton load is already considered large.

Even though Huaguo had announced the H-8 a long time ago, the situation of bombers and transport aircraft is different.

Bombers are completely military, and to some extent, cost can be ignored.

But transport aircraft are different. Transport aircraft are semi-military and semi-civilian. Once mass production is carried out, cost issues must be considered.

In the photo, the largest photo has a total of seven aircraft, which is the intersection of two fleets coming and going.

According to intelligence, Du Fei used at least fifty transport planes of this type this time, transporting at least 13,000 people to Siam within 48 hours.

This shows that the technology of this type of transport plane is quite mature and can be mass-produced, rather than a face-saving project that is used to fool people and fill the scene.

Looking at the photos, Xindila was speechless for a long time, and then sighed.

She knew that she and Yindu had no chance.

After the last battle, they completely distanced themselves from Huaguo, or to say that this distance existed before that, but they were unwilling to admit it.

Now, it is even more different.

Huaguo is thriving, with economic growth exceeding 8% last year, and the situation this year is also very good.

At this rate, it will surpass Yingguo in at most two years and become the sixth in the world.

On the other hand, they lost the northeastern state and the four southern states, and their economy was massively damaged.

According to statistics, the total economic output last year shrank by one third, and after falling from the original eleventh place to Sweden, it is close to the twentieth place.

Xindila couldn't help but rub her temples to relieve the anxiety in her heart.

It's time to face reality.

Previously, she tried to restore the territory, taking advantage of the fact that Lebanese and Bengal were not bordering the four kingdoms in the south, and prepared to defend from the east and attack from the south, or at least restore the south.

But reality slapped her hard.

In her opinion, the reason why Li Yuanchao could not be defeated was because he was attacked by surprise, and in addition, the soldiers under Li Yuanchao were not really Shan Beibing.

Now that those additional interfering factors are gone, as long as the coalition forces from the north and Bangladesh are blocked in the east, the south will have the opportunity to concentrate its forces and defeat the four princely kingdoms.

However, she was only half right. Strategically, she deployed defenses on the eastern front and indeed blocked Li Yuanchao.

The coalition forces in Shanbei and Bangladesh have little interest in attacking. The two sides have been in a stalemate for such a long time, and there has not been a large-scale battle.

In the south, the situation did not exceed her expectations. The fighting capabilities of the four kingdoms were very low.

The only thing she didn't expect was that her own men's combat effectiveness wasn't much better.

This is also their common problem, they habitually overestimate their own power.

As a result, the fight has not done anything to the four kingdoms in the south. They are basically pulling near the original line of control.

The only progress is that more and more military expenditures are being invested, but more than half of it goes into the pockets of certain individuals.

On the other hand, in Pingyang, Pu Zhe was just called to the office by his father.

"Father, you are looking for me~" Pu Zhe took them with his backhand. He was in a good mood recently and gained a few pounds during happy events.

Pu's father said 'hmm' and said to the desk: "Take a look."

Pu Zhe didn't know what was going on, so he took two steps forward and picked up a stack of photos on his desk.

Above is also the scene of a group of Y-8 aircraft raiding the airport.

Pu Zhe quickly looked at a few pictures, frowned slightly and said: "This...is Yun-8? Father, what exactly is going on?"

Park's father said: "I just received the news that Du Fei used fifty Y-8s to raid Siam Airport two days ago. Within 48 hours, he airlifted more than 10,000 people..."

When Pu Zhe heard this, he couldn't help but take a breath of air.

He was not a military novice. He understood the difficulty and strategic significance of this matter. He blinked his eyes quickly, licked his lips and said, "Succeeded?"

Park's father nodded: "According to the current situation, he obtained some support from the Siamese military in advance, and there was no air force interference when he raided the airport."

Pu Zhe nodded. Even with this premise, it was surprising enough.

First of all, there are very few companies on Earth that can mobilize fifty medium and large transport aircraft at one time.

It can also effectively organize and conduct air raid operations.

He was a little unbelievable: "Father, is it really Du Fei?"

Park's father asked, "What? You don't want to believe it?"

Pu Zhe's thoughts were broken and he was a little embarrassed.

He had always considered himself to be on par with others among his peers, but if it was Du Fei's fault this time, he would really be outclassed.

It’s not that it’s so difficult to do, it’s so unimaginable.

It’s about the determination and decision-making before making.

Without enough courage and courage, who would dare to do this kind of work casually? What if they fail?

But Du Fei dared, and he succeeded.

After waiting for a moment, Park's father said: "This person is extraordinary. There is no need for you to be jealous, and there is no need to feel sorry for yourself. Your situation is different..."

Pu Zhe frowned slightly and looked at his father.

Park's father said: "The reason why he dares is not because he is so courageous, but because the chips in his hand are all his own and he made them all by himself. At this point, both you and Lin Tiansheng are both It’s not as good as his, because your resources are inherited from your parents.”

Pu Zhe instinctively said: "But he..."

Pu's father said: "You mean the Zhu family?"

Pu Zhe nodded.

Park's father smiled meaningfully: "Then do you think a son and a son-in-law can be the same?"

Pu Zhe was speechless.

Pu's father patted him on the shoulder and said: "Having the shadow of your father's generation is also a gift in itself. A mature leader will never consider those meaningless issues. After all, Du Fei is a minority, and there are hundreds of millions of people who have achieved this. One, all you have to do is maintain the relationship you already have.”

Pu Zhe nodded: "Father, I understand."

…

Just as Du Fei's deeds were slowly spreading around the world, Gu Dan had already rushed into the inner courtyard with a tank in the Bangkok Palace.

All of a sudden, there was a lot of excitement inside. Many soldiers went inside and saw the splendid palace and all kinds of exquisite and expensive furnishings, and their eyes began to stare.

Gu Dan knew he couldn't stop him at this time.

What are these soldiers trying to do with their heads stuck to their waistbands and following him? It is nothing more than glory and wealth.

However, now is not the time. Gu Dan yelled: "Brothers, follow me to kill the traitors first. After that, I will share the treasure here equally with everyone."

When the soldiers who came in heard this, they immediately howled and shouted.

Before, they had to do it secretly and fearfully before grabbing something and stuffing it into their pockets.

With Gu Dan's words, he could rob with peace of mind and move blatantly.

"Long live General Gu Dan, long live General Gu Dan!" I don't know who was the first to shout, and the others shouted excitedly, and the atmosphere instantly heightened.

This is what Gu Dan wanted, and he immediately said: "Come with me and kill the traitors!"

As he spoke, the tank rumbled forward, crushing the stone bricks on the palace floor.

The servants in the palace had staged an ambush before, and after being wiped out, no one came out again.

It was as if there was no one alive in this palace.

Gu Dan frowned slightly and became alert.

There was only one gate in front of him. Going further in was the inner palace, where Pumibang and his family lived.

Gu Dan had no more scruples. He shouted "fire" and the tank under him immediately opened fire, smashing the gate into pieces.

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