Chapter 712 Musha Dies! (Second Update!)
Watching the finance department's hands flying on the computer, both Sulin and Sudunnuo were heartbroken.
There was no way.
Poor!
The word "poor" can be seen throughout the decades of the two countries.
Finally, the finance department stopped collecting fingers, pressed the calculator, and opened her rose-red lipstick slightly:
"For Laos, the equipment purchased this time is worth 520 million US dollars, plus delivery costs and training costs, the total price is 570 million US dollars."
"For Cambodia, the total price of the equipment is 638 million US dollars, and the delivery and training costs together are 688 million US dollars."
"You two can choose to pay in cash or with minerals. If you choose to pay with minerals, we will contact professional third-party mineral assessment agencies and third-party mineral smelters. They will come forward to purchase your minerals, and we will take the money directly from them."
"Finally, the equipment will be delivered directly to you, and there will be a dedicated person to train the relevant personnel."
After finishing what he wanted to say, the finance department wrote a number on the list and handed the report to Lin Yu.
After looking at it for a while, he handed the two reports to Sulin and Sudunuo respectively:
"Take a look, if there is no problem, we will formally finalize this list and put it in the contract document. If there is a problem, we will continue to adjust it."
"No problem, no problem!" The two glanced at it roughly and found that the items on the list were very clear.
The price was also very reasonable, so he didn't continue to talk about it.
After waiting for a while, Lin Yu confirmed that the two people sincerely agreed to the contents of the list, and then took the documents back and handed them to Qian Duoduo.
Qian Duoduo took the list and turned to walk out of the meeting room. About half an hour later, he returned to the meeting room with several people from the legal department, each holding a contract document in his hand.
Reaching out to take the contract, Sulin did not hesitate at all, and handed the contract to the legal department next to him, asking the other party to study it.
Sudunuo pretended to look at it for a while, but the expression on his face clearly told everyone that he didn't understand the contract very well.
He pursed his lips and shook his head, then nodded, and then took the opportunity to hand the contract to the legal department, chatting with Lin Yu.
"Boss Lin, I see that your factory seems to produce trucks. Will all the trucks used for construction come out of your factory?"
"We also have construction machinery, excavators, forklifts, road rollers, and dredgers. If you need your port, we can also help you sort it out."
"Boss Lin also has his own shipyard?"
"Without a shipyard, how can I build a destroyer for you?"
"..."
The main person in charge was chatting, and the three legal departments began to argue.
A group of people kept arguing until the lights came on, and finally finalized the final details.
The contract was also completely fixed.
The contract was fixed, and the three parties didn't want to waste time. They had a quick dinner, printed out the contract in full, and then started to sign.
When the last name and seal fell, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening.
When you are busy, you don't feel hungry, but once you stop working, the delayed hunger will hit you like a tsunami.
Feeling the hunger in his stomach, Lin Yu waved his hand:
"Everyone, to celebrate the signing of our contract, I have prepared a big meal in the cafeteria."
"We won't go home until we are drunk tonight!"
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The next day, Lin Yu was still asleep when he felt a little pain in his ears, and then the pain became more and more severe.
Finally, he realized that he was not dreaming.
Because his ears really hurt.
He slowly opened his eyes, but found a familiar figure lying beside him. The originally soft and boneless little hand was pinching his earlobe with his thumb and index finger, looking at him with a smirk.
Lu Lin.
He glanced around and found that he was in the dormitory of the automobile manufacturing company. He looked at the time and found that it was only 7 o'clock in the morning. Lin Yu lay back boldly.
He kicked the quilt aside, squinted his sleepy eyes, and asked the little girl next to him:
"Why did you come so early?"
"It's because someone went out for a long time, and didn't know how to go home. He just drank outside. I heard the news early in the morning and rushed over, but that person didn't even say a word of greeting. Alas, it's obvious that I despise my old age. Forget it, brother, don't worry, I will give birth to the child and raise it myself, you don't have to worry about us. Even if I pick up garbage outside to eat, I will give the freshest garbage to the child, so that the child won't starve."
At first, the words were still calm, but later, the person who spoke had a faint cry.
Just when Lin Yu turned his head to look over, he happened to meet Lu Lin's eyes. The black eyes were full of cunning, without a bit of grievance.
It seemed that the person who just imitated Lin Daiyu's words was Lin Yu, not her Lu Lin.
Rolling his eyes, Lin Yu stretched out his hand and pulled the guy who imitated Lin Daiyu into his arms.
He just hugged her quietly, then closed his eyes and prepared to go back to sleep.
He hadn't slept for a few minutes.
The alarm clock rang at 7:15.
Listening to the song "Love the Country More than the Beauty", Lin Yu wanted to smash his phone.
But he had to get up.
The contract was signed yesterday, but it was too late and there was no time to do the follow-up work.
I have to make arrangements for the follow-up work as early as possible today.
Otherwise, you might forget about it when you get busy later.
At 8:10, he appeared in yesterday's conference room on time, directing Qian Duoduo, who appeared 5 minutes earlier than him, to arrange the tasks after the contract was signed:
"Call the people from the factory's publicity department and we'll take a photo at the entrance of the automobile manufacturing company later."
"Ask the automobile manufacturing company to bring out three trucks, and then ask the base to bring over three armored vehicles. Use these six vehicles as backgrounds when taking photos."
"After the photos are taken, let the people from the Propaganda Department write the manuscript and send it to the Internet, especially to external networks."
"Contact Zhang Congyi and ask him to contact a canal and three railway research institutes to form a joint survey team and send them to Vietnam and Laos in half a month."
"In one month, I will see the line survey report. The geological survey report can be postponed, but it must be as soon as possible."
"The defense company also asked them to organize two teams, each with six people, to go to Cambodia and Laos to protect the joint survey team."
"Call Xucheng Machinery Manufacturing Company and tell them that I can produce more of the largest excavators, as well as forklifts and rollers."
"Finally, contact the metal smelting companies we cooperate with and tell them they have goods again."
Instructions were issued one after another. Qian Duoduo wrote down all the instructions and confirmed that they were correct. Then he turned around and assigned these tasks to specific execution personnel.
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Hawaii.
Dana held the local newspaper in Hawaii in his left hand, and the intelligence synchronized by the CIA in his right hand. He glanced at the left, then the right, the right, and the left.
Looking at the almost identical words above, he felt that he was about to grow a brain, but it seemed that he had overlooked some key information and was unable to grow a brain.
Finally, when he turned around to compare the information on both sides for the 20th time, he threw the newspaper and intelligence documents in his hands to the ground and asked the orderly who had been standing beside him:
"If the CIA's intelligence is exactly the same as what ordinary newspapers report, what do you think is the reason?"
"Maybe..." The orderly looked down at Dana, who was frowning and thinking, and said cautiously: "Maybe the CIA information was copied from newspapers?"
This sentence reminded Dana, and he wiped off the sunglasses on his head, took out his mobile phone, and started searching directly in the sun.
Not long after, he searched for relevant news on Twitter.
[China, Laos, and Cambodia have reached cooperation to build a railway that runs through the three countries. At the same time, they will also help Cambodia open a canal on the Mekong River directly to Kep City. 】
Seeing this news, Dana continued to search, and soon he found the announcement issued by Rheinsteel.
The red-headed document carries the document number, the issuing unit, the time, Lin Yu's signature, and a red seal.
It's true.
Looking at the photo on Twitter, Dana smiled broadly.
He knows the grievances of the Mekong River better than anyone else.
When he first took office as the commander of the Indian Ocean and Pacific Theater, he wanted to make a fuss on the Mekong River.
But I didn't expect that the people in Indochina are smarter. They mainly like to defraud resources and then pretend to be dead and do nothing.
I simply lost my mind.
Now, if Cambodia wants to open a canal on the lower reaches of the Mekong River, Vietnam will definitely not be able to tolerate it and will definitely take action.
So looking forward to it!
Throwing the phone aside, Dana turned to look at the orderly next to him and said: "Aren't there a lot of Vietnamese on the Internet? You organize some people to make these Vietnamese angry."
"Belittle them and then move the issue to the canal in Cambodia."
"Also, I heard that there are many Cambodians in Japan. I called the Japanese and asked them to find these Cambodians, and then let these Cambodians publicly express their opposition to Cambodia's construction of the canal."
By the end of the sentence, he had an image of a group of Cambodians in Japan, holding flags high in their hands, and loudly refuting Cambodia's plan to build a canal.
When he thought of such a scene, he couldn't help but want to laugh.
A group of people went to other countries and held high flags on other countries' territory. Moreover, the slogan of these people was that they still love Cambodia, which made him want to laugh even more.
However, it would be more interesting if several sides fight.
What a pity.
Shaking his head helplessly, Dana's eyes fell on another document on his desk. It was a collaboration document from the Central War Zone. The environmental content was also very simple. Dana was asked to provide part of the intelligence on activities in Pakistan and Afghanistan. The list of personnel, as well as relevant contact information, was synchronized to Hanks.
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Peshawar, Pakistan.
A dilapidated red Toyota pickup truck slowly passed by on the road. On the pickup truck were two sheep and two men.
The man on the left is squatting. When there are many people around, he will hold up his scarf with his hands.
Most of this man's face was hidden behind a scarf, and he had a hat on his head, making it difficult to see what he looked like.
And his eyes were looking left and right.
At this time, the pair of eyes looking left and right suddenly stopped. In front of these eyes, there was a mosque.
In front of the mosque, there happened to be an old man in white clothes explaining to a group of children.
Seeing this old man in white clothes, the owner of these eyes was obviously stunned for a moment, but soon, his eyes brightened up and showed a little joy.
A voice, which happened to sound at this moment, came from the man on the right.
"The old man is Musa. When he was in Afghanistan, he once competed for Sharif's position. Later, in order to help others, he simply went to Peshawar and hid."
"It seems that this old man has been commenting on the Quran since the year before last."
"It's funny to say that if this old man didn't comment on the Quran, no one would be interested in him, but he just went to comment on the Qur'an. Oh, it's so difficult."
The man spoke quietly, but had a bright smile on his face.
When other people passed by and cast their eyes on him, he smiled brightly at those who looked at him, looking completely harmless.
The pickup truck moved forward slowly, and finally stopped in front of a building three to four hundred meters away from the mosque.
The people in the cab quickly got out of the car, talking loudly, pushed the sheep out of the car, and then got into the building.
Not long after, there were two more people on top of the building, the same people who were in the carriage just now.
At this moment, the person who had been hiding his face behind the scarf had changed his clothes. There was only calmness and sharpness in his light blue eyes.
Those calm eyes were placed behind the scope, staring into the distance for a while, and finally, they pointed the scope at the old man in white sitting in front of the mosque.
"Wind speed!"
After the simple vocabulary, the person who had been talking in the car just picked up the rangefinder, looked at the distance for a while, and said:
"Wind speed, southeasterly level 3, normal air humidity, normal temperature, distance 378 meters, adjusted well, ready for sniping."
Hearing this, the man lying on the ground gently twisted the scope, then slowly adjusted the aiming position, aiming the cross of the scope at the chest of the old man in white in the distance.
Take a deep breath and pull the trigger without hesitation.
Three bursts.
Three shots were fired into the chest.
Three bullets were fired. The person who fired the bullets held the gun and ran down the roof without looking back. At the same time, he shouted to his companions hiding in the house: "The target has been cleared. Now we need to evacuate as soon as possible. Hurry up!"
When the companions in the room heard the sound, they quickly gathered from the corner of the room, ran into the yard, climbed into two other cars, then divided into two teams and drove out of the yard.
They even passed by the mosque just now and took a special look at the people gathering from all directions.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. When you look at it, these people just feel their scalps numb.
Because there were so many people gathered here, so many that they couldn't even imagine, and there were all kinds of people.
And the most people among them are people carrying guns!
The third update is in the afternoon