426.
After a moment of silence, although Zhang Feng was reluctant to speak, he still said: "Zhaoyun, I plan to return to Ludawang tomorrow."
Zhuo Zhaoyun thought that Zhang Feng would definitely leave, but she didn't expect that he would leave so soon. Thinking that he would leave within a few days of meeting just now, her heart suddenly aroused.
"So anxious...can you stay with me for a few more days?"
Zhang Feng wanted to agree, but he still shook his head slightly and said: "Zhaoyun, I'm sorry..."
"I understand..." Zhuo Zhaoyun smiled, but tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, "I'll help you prepare your air ticket."
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Paris airport.
Zhang Feng opened the shabby backpack he was carrying, took out a box from it, and said with a smile: "This is my first gift to you. I originally wanted to give it to you when I got off the plane, but things have been delayed. It’s too late.”
After saying that, he opened the box and found a pocket pistol carved from ivory. It was extremely exquisite. It was found in Ping Sang's safe.
"You stay and defend yourself."
"Yeah." Zhuo Zhaoyun bit her lips and nodded. For her, this pistol was not so much used for self-defense as it was for Zhang Feng to keep in mind for herself.
Entering the airport, Zhang Feng did not look back, but saw Zhuo Zhaoyun crying through the light from the window. It's not that I don't want to turn around and wave goodbye to her, it's that I can't look back.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew in his heart that maybe he would never leave again.
Since ancient times, Wenwen Township has been the Tomb of Heroes. Although he is not a hero, but a complete villain, he understands the lingering love of Wenwen Township, not to mention the tenderness of the woman he loves.
After boarding the plane to Rwanda, Zhang Feng slowly closed his eyes.
…
In the former fire ant mercenary group's residence, Zhao Qiang and Johnson supervised the shooting training of the indigenous people of the tribe, while the three veterans brought over by the gigolo acted as instructors.
The originally loose-knit indigenous people were now wearing camouflage combat uniforms, and each one of them was training extremely hard. They didn't even need to be supervised, and each one was more serious than the last one.
Because they understand that they are now stable
The living environment, not only being able to fill one's stomach every day, but also being able to have big fish and meat every meal, was all given by Zhang Feng.
"Made, I wonder what happened to that old gigolo guy?" Zhao Qiang frowned and cursed.
"No problem, he is very smart." Johnson said naively.
"By the way, Brother Feng, didn't you say you were coming back today? It should be here soon, right?" Zhao Qiang continued to ask.
Johnson nodded, "Brother Feng said he should arrive tonight."
The sky was getting dark and Zhang Feng got off the plane. Zhai Qiang was already waiting at the entrance of the airport. When he saw him coming out, he immediately went up to greet him.
"Brother Feng, are you back? How are things going?"
"It went smoothly." Zhang Feng nodded, walked into the car he drove over, and asked, "Zhai Qiang, how is it at the club?"
When he mentioned the club, Zhai Qiang suddenly became interested, "It was even smoother at the club. Originally, I proposed that 10% of the shares be worth 100 million US dollars as you said. The Chinese businessmen were still a little resistant, but in the end they agreed. Now. The funds are basically in place, and the progress of the project is faster than expected. The main project should be completed in less than two months. The only thing left is that the decoration has been brought in. Brother Feng, my suggestion is to use it directly from China. Hire people with high salaries, after all..."
Zhang Feng understood the meaning of his words, nodded and said: "That's no problem, the service staff are all hired from China with high salaries. The casino's dealers are hired from Las Vegas, so they must ensure that all service staff are the most professional. By the way, is there any news from the Rwanda government?”
When mentioning this, Zhai Qiang's eyes dimmed and he said with some annoyance: "Brother Feng, I have already taken care of all the departments that were supposed to be in charge, but some people became jealous when they saw the scale of our club."
"Oh?" Zhang Feng was surprised and said: "There are not many people listening to what you mean? Who are they?"
Zhai Qiang said: "There are people within the government. I have already taken care of them. They are just heartless and some of them are gangsters. They all want to take a piece of the pie from our club."
Zhang Feng's lips curled into a sneer. His original idea was to take the upper-level route and not have too much contact with these gangsters. But now
It seems that toads lying on the insteps can't kill people and make them disgusting.
"Zhai Qiang, seize the key people in the government, and then take out 10% of the shares! You handle this matter, and let me take care of the government! As for those little gangsters, leave it to me, Johnson and Tooth Skull It’s time for the indigenous people of the tribe to see blood!”
Hearing this, Zhai Qiang couldn't help but be stunned. He took out 10% of the shares again? And according to Zhang Feng’s opinion, it’s still a free gift.
"Brother Feng, is 10% of the shares too much?" You know that 10% of the shares are worth at least 100 million U.S. dollars. Just thinking about giving them away like this is painful.
"If you can't let go of your children, you won't be able to catch a wolf; if you don't let go of your wife, you won't be able to catch a gangster! The shares must be given away, but they must be given to powerful people! Do you understand what I mean?" Zhang Feng said coldly.
Zhai Qiang nodded, "I understand, Brother Feng."
…
Zhang Feng did not stay in the city. Zhai Qiang sent him back to the station and then returned.
Zhao Qiang, Qiang Sen, Ya Gu and three taciturn middle-aged men were waiting at the door of the station. Zhang Feng saw their brows furrowed slightly and asked in surprise: "Where's the gigolo?"
Zhao Qiang's expression froze, he scratched his head and said, "Brother Feng, let's go in first and talk later."
Zhang Feng frowned but did not continue to ask, and walked towards the station. The night was gloomy at this moment, and the members of the Tooth Skull and Johnson tribes had already rested. The entire station was quiet, very quiet.
Pushing open the door of the cave, the cave is still completely new, with all daily necessities available.
Zhang Feng nodded slightly and said, "Er Qiangzi, where is the gigolo now?"
Only Zhao Qiang and Qiang Sen knew the whereabouts of the gigolo. After the two looked at each other, Zhao Qiang took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it over and said, "Brother Feng, this is what the gigolo asked me to give to you."
Zhang Feng's strange result was the envelope. Could it be that the gigolo was playing with himself and left a letter before leaving without saying goodbye? What era is this
Opening the letter, there were only a few words on it, written in the gigolo's handwriting: Marde, I went to work as a nail in the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group.
He closed the letter paper again and put it into his pocket. The frown on his face turned into the character "Chuan".