This batch of pledges...
The quality and quantity were much higher than the batch from Uzzah.
"How much will Uzzah pledge?"
"He said he needs at least fifty million dollars in supplies."
The corners of my mouth twitched heavily, and I cursed *** fiercely. *** will pick the time.
Fu Huaming told me in a low voice that in recent months, Usa had captured another city. Although there were heavy casualties, the city could barely be defended.
Now, Ursa is in urgent need of various materials and funds to stabilize its territory.
"What did you say?"
"oil?"
"Is there oil there too?"
"Oil is useless. It can't be transported at all. Only by sea."
"What?"
"Gold mine?"
"Cave-type mineral vein?"
When I saw the samples Fu Huaming brought back and the shiny gold nuggets that were smelted, and then looked at the map, my mind became confused again.
Tocharian oil is something that is unthinkable.
Although the profit is hundreds of times higher when shipped back to the country, the Ugly Countryman’s missiles are no joke. .Ь.
gold mine.
I dare not even think about it.
Since ancient times, gold has been held in the hands of a few people at the top of the pyramid. It would be easy to compete with them for business, and it would be destroyed in ashes.
However, since Usa can defend this city, it is okay to work hard and make a time difference with the ugly country guy, and he can make as much as he can.
What attracts me most is that the gold mine is inside a cave.
Even if the ugly country guy uses a ground-burrowing bomb, it won't hurt him at all.
Feeling the heavy gold bars in my hand, I was even more confused.
This gold bar...
The temptation is too great!
"How is the situation over there in Zama?"
"Everything goes well. The hydropower unit is already running. As you said, we will open the copper and lithium mines first. We will then transport the machines there for secondary processing."
"Mr. Tong, you have to allocate some money to buy me equipment. The lithium ore and copper ore must be further processed there."
As soon as I heard that the money had been allocated, my head started to swell and hurt again!
"Mr. Tong, over there... there is gold everywhere. Give me more money and people. I promise to get this amount for you in one year."
"No matter how many people there are, there won't be enough ugly countrymen to explode."
"Don't forget, you are still in the fucking secret period. If I let you out, I won't even have my fucking head in my belt."
Fu Huaming laughed loudly: "When you become the King of Shenju, it doesn't matter if we never come back."
He turned around and practiced looking at each other with Sun Jingxun and Xu Fuzhong for a while, but they didn't come up with any good ideas.
When I got stuck, Fu Huaming came up to me and whispered something earth-shattering: "We in Fangzhou alone cannot survive there. How about..."
Sun Jingxun, Xu Fuzhong all looked at Fu Huaming, their eyes bulging.
He threw a cigarette to Fu Huaming, handed him two Water Cube tickets, and asked Fu Huaming to take his girlfriend to the diving competition as a reward.
After thinking for a long time, I still haven't made up my mind.
The pledges sent by Uzzah must be kept.
He asked for 50 million, but the actual value was several hundred million.
If Usa fails one day, this batch of goods will be the largest foreign collection wealth in China.
If you stay in China, your descendants will be proud!
It's just that this money...
It’s the Digoose plan again, and it’s a pledge. It can’t be done without more than one billion.
Where the hell am I going to find this, which is at least a billion dollars?
loan?
One day's interest is terrifying.
After a long time, he finally took out the phone and called Tu Laoliang.
No way!
For serious problems, you have to find the one-eyed dragon!
This old guy is a coquettish guy, and he has some tricks
many.
The chrysanthemum is black and has many bad ideas.
"Mr. Tong, could you please give me the cigarette money?"
"What cigarette money?"
"That cigarette you rewarded Fu Huaming."
"I can't even reward my employees with a damn cigarette?"
"Yes!"
"I'll give you a chance to correct your mistakes and hand-type a 10,000-word self-reflection letter. Give it to me tonight."
"You are no longer the sword holder. You are also separated from Fangzhou. You have to pay for this money yourself."
A few minutes later, I walked out of the headquarters in disgrace and went to the courtyard.
Paying Huaming that carton of cigarettes only cost a few hundred.
But two damn tickets for the diving competition are so expensive!
"Tong Laoliu, a stinking prodigal son. I'm here to kill you!"
"If *** dares to cooperate with Shenye Shenbong, I will kill you today."
"And you. Fu Huaming, you dog, stay here for me."
In the cafeteria of Fangzhou Siheyuan, Tu Laoliang, who had just returned from the plane, yelled at me with a boning knife in his left hand and a large kitchen knife in his right hand.
Chen Zhang, Feng Wei, and Sister Ping were watching carefully from the side, full of indignation.
Even Brother Li showed extreme dissatisfaction.
In the corner of the cafeteria, Fu Huaming, who was captured from the Water Cube, was holding his head and shaking like a little hen. He cried and shouted: "Master Hai, the idea was mine. It has nothing to do with the sword holder. You If you want to kill me, kill me. Leave me both hands so that I can earn foreign exchange for Fangzhou.".Ь.
Tu Laoliang was so angry that he rushed to Fu Huaming and cursed loudly.
After cursing and cursing, Tu Laoliang became weak and sat down on the chair, breathing heavily.
Tu Laoliang's body and bones were a little weak.
Since the disintegration of Fangzhou, Tu Laoliang has fought harder than anyone else.
After arriving in Magic City, I had to manage the Magic City Port, build a shipyard, and take care of other things, and my physical strength could no longer keep up.
Especially these days, Fangzhou and I have been separated, which has almost drained Tu Laoliang of all his years of hard work.
Looking at Tu Laoliang's missing three ounces of flesh, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart when I thought of the lively one-eyed dragon on the day he first reported to Fangzhou.
He quietly approached Tu Laoliang and handed over the cigarette: "What do you want to eat for lunch?"
What greeted me was Tu Laoliang spitting out thousands of stinky saliva.
"I didn't say that I had to cooperate with Shenye and Shen Bong. Cooperate with other units..."
In a fit of excitement, Tu Laoliang stood up and looked for a knife everywhere, shouting angrily: "Is this my knife?"
