Chapter 192: Diverting Trouble

YD.

There are dilapidated houses everywhere, with peeling walls, broken windows, narrow and dirty streets. Fully armed soldiers in uniform constantly scold the natives who try to approach.

The faces of these soldiers are full of disgust, arrogance and disdain. Looking at the group of ignorant natives, they are full of pride for their country.

Among the many dilapidated houses, in an area where the natives are sparsely distributed, a high-rise building with a completely different decoration style stands here. Men in suits and top hats shuttle among them. Their faces are full of smiles, discussing with each other a series of business topics such as which direction to develop and how to make money.

Inside the high-rise building, the hall is decorated with gorgeous marble floors and a beautifully made carpet. A dazzling crystal chandelier is suspended from the ceiling, and scattered exotic oil paintings are hung on the walls. This high-rise building standing in this backward country is the headquarters of the East India Company!

Located on the top floor of the East India Company, it is a large flat floor with north-south transparency.

"Mr. Apollon, the British Royal Secret Service called!"

The middle-aged man in a neat uniform and a gold-rimmed eye socket on his nose pulled his head out of the tedious things, frowned slightly, but still signaled the secretary to put the file on his desk.

"Why did they come to me? Strange!"

While muttering to himself, Apollon took the telegram file in front of him and browsed the information on it.

"..."

With a frown, he browsed the information in the telegram file and looked at the secretary who was waiting for instructions.

"Who is in charge of Egypt recently?"

"Sir, Roel was in charge before, but you know, there is a new owner there, and the new owner seems to hate us interfering in his affairs!"

The secretary adjusted his black-framed glasses and did not dare to say the man's name directly.

"Do you know what is written in this telegram?"

Apollon's voice was trembling.

"Is there something wrong in Egypt again?"

The secretary looked calm and pretended to be puzzled.

"Yes, some people want to provoke the relationship between the regime and Yongye Company without authorization. Hehe, the courage is really big, that person seems to be a person in the East India company! Now they are looking for it. What do you call me?" Aliporen stood up from the seat. Below, his secretary is not appointed by himself, but he is appointed by the real top figures of Da British. He does not even know that he does not even know that he is unlike most businessmen of East India. This guy is a nobleman! His edge, even if his personal mercenaries were beaten by the other party, they only dared to complain secretly, and they were complimented on the surface. Roel was his man, and he was also a shrewd businessman. How could he have the guts to plot against the Grand Duke of Eternal Night? He even heard some time ago that the guy had married an 18-year-old girl and was on his honeymoon at home.

He was looking for death instead of enjoying his good life?

So Apollon guessed that the one who dealt with that person after just a moment of thinking obviously had an extraordinary status. Even if he was not as good as the other party, he would definitely not be much worse!

Who else could it be except those nobles?

Looking at the angry Apollon, the secretary was calm: "Mr. Apollon, maybe the Royal Secret Service is just exaggerating. That gentleman has no time to take care of Africa. A group of ignorant natives are not worth the attention of the prosperous Eternal Night Company.

The news I just got is that they have further expanded the corporate funds in the United States and seem to be interested in shifting their focus. Maybe we can take the opportunity to have a bite of porridge. After all, some of their industries left in Great Britain have not yet developed steadily!"

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"America? Focus shift?"

Apollyon was somewhat shocked. As the head of the East India Company, he was an outstanding businessman. Long before the birth of the Evernight Company, his business had already gone abroad. It can be said that his vision was unique and extraordinary.

The development of the Evernight Company shocked this outstanding businessman from Great Britain. Whether it was the person standing behind it or the speed of the development of its company's scale, it was beyond his imagination. From an unknown company, it suddenly developed into a giant that touched multiple fields. The size and potential of the Evernight Company were surging with an exaggerated momentum.

But such a terrifying big guy, suddenly in this stage of rapid development, did not work hard to develop his industry in Great Britain, but actually thought about shifting the focus to the America that was still developing industry?

For Apollyon, although the native territory of Great Britain was small, the speed of business development there was far from being able to match the America that was still in civil strife!

"Even if the Evernight Company shifted its focus to America, do you think they would completely ignore the industry in Great Britain?"

"No, no, no! Actually, we dare not touch the Evernight Company's industry in Great Britain, but compared to there, the Evernight Company must not bother to care about Africa. After all, their development time is still too short, and both the manpower and the foundation are relatively shallow!"

Apollyon narrowed his eyes and stared at the secretary in front of him who was speaking shamelessly.

"Hehe, if you want to deal with the Evernight Company, you can, but don't involve our East India Company. We are just a group of profit-seeking businessmen. Even if we are acting as a government, our fundamental purpose is to make money, not to seek death!"

Apollyon directly pressed the button on the side of the table, and regardless of the secretary whose face was instantly pulled down, soon an old man wearing a Western hat and a suit came to the office with a group of fully armed soldiers.

"Apollyon, what's the matter?"

The old man looked at the two guys who seemed to be tit-for-tat with some surprise. As a senior official of the East India Company, he certainly understood what the dispute between the two meant.

"Freeze all of Soest's funds, stop all his business operations, and send him back to his country!"

"Apollyon, how dare you do this?"

The secretary looked at Apollyon in disbelief. He didn't expect this guy to do such a thing!

The old man on the side was also hesitant. Obviously, this measure was too unexpected for him.

"Take him away!"

The old man looked at Apollyon, who was looking at him, and then calmed down and ordered the soldiers beside him to invite Soest, who looked in disbelief, to go down.

"Haha, do you want to rebel..."

Looking at the figure that disappeared at the gate, Apollyon rubbed his temple fiercely, and then, under the gaze of the old man, he tidied his clothes and stood up from his seat.

"Apollyon? I don't understand?"

Looking at the puzzled old man, Apollyon directly handed the telegram document on the table to him.

"Haha, between the two paths of suppression and sanctions and seeking death, I did not make the wrong choice!"

After saying this, he came to the French window of the high-rise building, looking at the various natives and the soldiers who kept shouting loudly outside with deep eyes.

The old man opened the telegram file and looked at the information on it for a long time, and his pupils shrank violently.

"... Grand Duke Yongye will come to Africa in person?"

...

In Cairo, Egypt, at the government building, at this moment, all the politicians were stunned to see the soldiers rushing into the building. The guards who originally guarded the government building not only did not resist at all, but threw their guns on the ground one by one and raised their hands. They actually surrendered directly.

The soldiers who rushed into the building were wrapped in black uniforms, without revealing a trace of skin. The ink-colored helmets covered their faces, adding a touch of seriousness.

They were silent and came to an office in the government building unimpeded. Under the shocked eyes of the civil servants, they kicked the door open.

"No, spare me!"

A dark-faced man was lifted up by a member of the Evernight team and dragged out of the office. Everyone looked at each other, raised their hands above their heads, and did not dare to stop him.

The man was taken to the first floor of the administrative hall. He knelt on the ground and stared at the tall figure in front of him.

"Mira! You spread rumors privately, slandered Evernight Company, and tried to get involved in Evernight Company's industry. You embezzled and accepted bribes and disregarded the law. Today, I received the order of the Grand Duke of Evernight to judge you. You can plead guilty!"

The low voice was filled with unspeakable oppression. At this moment, Salah and his entourage, who had just walked downstairs to check the situation, were pale and terrified.

"No, I am wronged. I want to report to His Excellency the Grand Duke of Evernight. All this was instructed by someone..."

Looking around, No. 9 did not listen to the statement and explanation of the man in front of him. After finishing the judgment order, he directly ordered the soldiers to drag the man in front of him out of the administrative building.

Seeing Mira, a councillor, being dragged into the truck, everyone trembled. They didn't dare to breathe until the members of the Evernight team left and disappeared in the endless yellow sand.

"Oh my God, the Evernight Company took the councillor away directly!"

"Haha, I have long noticed that Cairo has been a little uneasy recently. Those civilians are clamoring to expel the Evernight Company. I didn't expect that it was Councillor Mira who pushed all this behind the scenes!"

"Mira's faction is probably in trouble now. They would never have thought that the Evernight Company would actually take action personally!"

Looking at the people who were talking about it, Salah was ecstatic. Mira was sanctioned by the Evernight, so he would soar directly to the sky. Whether Mira can come back alive or not, the ending is doomed!