At the airport, the queue to welcome the Ayatollah had been waiting for a long time. On the side were top officials from various departments of the city government, led by the mayor, and the chief of the police station, Lao Zhao, was among them, dressed in a ceremonial police uniform.
On the other side, the business tycoons on the other side are led by Alchemist Quan in a white suit. It's not that he likes to show off, but that these tycoons, all of them have ugly looks, spend a lot of time in various entertainments. With Ma Yun's face, even Fang Shiquan can show his face.
It seems that all the authoritative pick-up postures of Linhai's municipal and business circles are gathered, but they are all taken away by the special police security personnel in black suits and earphones.
The security team of the Imperial Capital Special Police Corps, led by Xiao Jianguo and Xiao Long, came here specially to take charge of the security of Princess Ayatollah.
Even the mayor was not allowed to step forward under their gaze, and Fang Shiquan and even the bodyguard Li Changxiu could only stay in the car and were not allowed to enter.
The security team commanded by Xiao Jianguo is divided into 8 personal guards, 6 mobile patrols and 6 long-range snipers. Except for these personal guards who are only equipped with miniature submachine guns, the mobile patrols are all armed with high-end 95-1 assault rifles. , patrolling in special police uniforms, and the long-range sniper team is a team of two, using the latest domestic JS2 7.62 mm caliber high-precision sniper rifle, the price of this gun is as high as 270,000 RMB, and each bullet is worth 50 It can be regarded as aristocratic equipment among domestic firearms. The number of SWAT teams in the country is very small, and only elite SWAT teams have this kind of equipment.
The sniper team expanded the defensive range to 1200 meters, coupled with their talents as elites, they can basically eliminate the sniper threat within 1500 meters.
And if you want to hit the target with a single shot from 1,500 meters away, there are no more than 50 snipers in the world. The domestic special police may be elite, but it is already remarkable to achieve the level of defense within 1,500 meters. They are there to guard against assassins, not evildoers like Shen Ming...
"The plane has arrived." Xiao Long stood beside the runway and looked up at the sky. A huge Airbus A380 airliner majesticly penetrated the clouds and descended towards the runway.
To say that this country of Aragon is small, but it is extremely rich. The price of an ordinary Airbus A380 airliner is already as high as 300 million US dollars, but the price of this one in Aragon is as high as 600 million. The original 800 seats on the plane were all dismantled according to the requirements, and the total construction area was about equal to three tennis courts, and finally transformed into a "flying palace".
The interior of the airliner is divided into three floors, which are connected by a spiral staircase and a private elevator, and multiple suites with complete functions are separated in the fuselage. In addition to a presidential suite for the owner, there is also a high-tech meeting room for international conferences. The decoration style is a combination of classical and modern. The parts that can be used in pure gold do not need gold plating, and the parts that can be laid with Persian carpets do not use machine-spun goods.
In the words of Fang Shiquan chatting with several rich men, they are considered asshole rich men. Compared with this visiting princess, they can be regarded as poor and lower-middle peasants at most, hehehe.
This is the way of the world. When you have worked hard for decades and abandoned your wife and daughter before you see your name on Hurun and think it is awesome, it is not as good as others digging a well in the desert... People are hard to break!
"'Cloisonne' has arrived. The sniper team pays attention to the surrounding movements, and the mobile patrol team quickly clears the exit passage, pays attention to suspicious targets, and moves." With the setting sun, Xiao Jianguo pressed the headset and ordered.
After the passenger plane came to a complete stop, from the long escalator, two attendants took the carpet and rushed down the escalator to the ground in an instant. Dare the lover's family even bother to step on an inch of heavenly land
With such a big show, the faces of many wealthy businessmen and officials are not as good-looking as they were at the beginning. But when the princess walked out of the cabin, the bad feeling was quickly made up for by the beauty.
Princess Ayatollah, who is 165 in height, wears a transparent lace veil and a long white dress. Her brown hair is covered by a long silk scarf. Only her slender fingers and her beautiful big eyes are exposed. Eye.
Dare I ask how big the princess's eyes are? Zhao Wei is not exaggerated! Those eyes are not only big, but also very energetic, with long eyelashes like brushes, especially those eyes, one blue and one golden, definitely the rarest variation.
The princess stepped down from the plane dignifiedly and gracefully, showing her good self-cultivation in every move. After politely shaking hands with every official and wealthy businessman she received, she specifically shook the hand of Alchemist Quan and said a few more words.
"Mr. Fang, thank you for coming to pick up the plane in person." The ayatollah of the princess of a country greeted him in standard Chinese, and Fang Shiquan was also flattered.
"Your Majesty the Princess is too serious. Fang Shiquan is a businessman. It is my honor to meet Her Majesty the Princess." Fang Shiquan was also very polite, not to the point of kneeling and kowtowing. His demeanor was at an international level.
"Mr. Fang is humble. In terms of the level of real estate construction, your group ranks among the top three in the entire empire. I wonder if Mr. Fang has any experience in building docks?" Ayatollah is only 25 years old, and he is definitely the youngest in the world. Minister of Foreign Affairs. Although young, Fang Shiquan couldn't help but admire her pragmatism and professionalism.
"I have a professional port construction team. Those who are more expensive than mine are not as good as mine. I can't find anyone who is better than me." Alchemist Quan shook hands and started advertising.
"Really? I hope to receive a letter of intent and quotation from Mr. Fang before I leave." Ayatollah smiled.
"Why does it take so long? It will be delivered to you tomorrow." Alchemist Quan also came prepared. Originally, he learned that Ayatollah was going to build a special pier in Tianchao 7 days ago. Alchemist Quan's Alchemist Group had already All the staff started to work, and the basic building construction book was almost ready. It can be said that drowsiness met the pillow, and the opportunity was reserved for those who were prepared.
"That's good." After the Ayatollah finished speaking, under the protection of Xiao Jianguo's personal security team, he quickly left the runway and entered the special runway for VIPs.
"Old Fang! I heard it just now! You must find me for the materials!"
"Transportation! You must find a convoy to transport it! I contracted it!"
"Is there enough manpower? I have 300 migrant workers waiting for you to fight!"
A group of big bosses rushed towards Alchemist Quan like pigs who had seen the feed. The scene had already disregarded the image, and the fight was almost to the point of fighting.
"Hey, rich people have only virtue." Fang Shiquan shook his head helplessly and sighed, and had already called back to the company in the midst of the chaos, "Inform the group that all staff, except Aunt PA and the security department, will work overtime. Before 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, I want to see the detailed plan for building a deep-water port in Linhai City, and if I can't do it, I will hand in my resignation letter."
As for the political world, the princess also said a few words to the mayor who was in the wind. The old mayor was so excited that he almost kowtowed his head to thank him. He thought that he had already obtained the political achievements in the next ten years.
Alchemist Quan originally wanted to meet the accompanying members of the Aragonese business delegation. Generally speaking, foreign ministers who visit abroad meet with the political circles by themselves, and bring a pair of businessmen with them to socialize with local businessmen and discuss business. The so-called politics and business must be tough with both hands.
However, to the surprise of Alchemist Quan, Princess Ayatollah's entourage was pitifully small, not to mention business negotiations, and even the accompanying entourage only brought 4 people, who were basically responsible for carrying bags and taking care of daily life.
What Fang Shiquan didn't know was that the Aragon Kingdom had only been established 30 years ago, and all industries in the country were basically in the hands of the president's family. Regardless of politics and business, the decision-making power was already decided by Princess Ayatollah.
Centralized handling of affairs is refreshing, far from complicated applications, hearings, voting and a series of procedures. Everything is done with the strength of the whole country in one go, fast and accurate. But the price is... Democracy you know.
For the sake of Princess Ayatollah's safety, her whereabouts were not disclosed to the media, and even all the big bosses present signed a non-disclosure agreement in order to stand here.
However, when the mighty Hongqi bulletproof SUV drove out of Linhai Airport, there were still vehicles passing by the roadside to take pictures and stare at it.
"Maoyan confirms that our princess has arrived." The white driver reported softly in the headset.
"Don't follow too closely, there are many security elites around Her Royal Highness, and there will be no surprises if they are discovered." On the freighter, Torpedo gave orders with a chuckle, and looked at Alice beside him, "Hey, beauty, it's time to invite Our guests are up and working."
"No, he's crooked and doesn't like me." Alice still held grudges.
"Don't be like this, I don't like you, he likes to work." Torpedo said with a grin.
"Oh, I'm unlucky, so I'll take care of this gay guy." Alice sighed and went out, just about to go upstairs, only to find that the night watchman was already standing in the arsenal and was adjusting his equipment.
The firearms he used were all directly smuggled in from overseas, and they had been packaged in their original packaging. Even the captain of the Death Squad had never seen a torpedo.
A group of mercenaries gathered around to join in the fun, and they also wanted to see what kind of thing this baby is pimpled to death? The members of the Death Squad lived a bloody life. They came from various elite special forces all over the world. Their knowledge of firearms was comparable to the "Military Encyclopedia". However, the strange gun in front of them still made them speechless at a loss.
Looking at the body of the gun, it should be the TAC-50 anti-materiel sniper rifle used by the Canadian army. It has a 12.7 mm caliber and a monster with an effective range of 2000 meters.
But the gun in the hands of the night watchman has obviously been modified. Not only has the gun body been specially reinforced, but the barrel has been extended by half a meter! Let the length of the whole gun reach 2 meters, which is taller than many mercenaries.
"Friend, are you being ridiculous? How far can this strange gun hit?" A mercenary with an AWM sniper rifle in his hand approached him angrily.
"In your hand, ten meters?" The night watchman chuckled and raised the strange gun weighing 30 kilograms. "In my hand... 3000 meters?"
"3000 meters?!" Everyone present gasped.