Shen Junyi looked back at Abba and Chen Juncai, and said softly: "In fact, Ye Qing wants more."
"More." Wen Yuanshan was shocked and moved: "Isn't it enough to support the cunning tiger to become the bold king?"
During this period, Shen Junyi and An Mengxi were busy running around, perfecting the legal procedures for Ye Qing's various industries in Ruili, and then running for business licenses...
It was precisely because of her personal participation and An Mengxi's patient explanation that she understood what Ye Qing wanted.
It's not that she's not smart enough. As a lawyer with a doctorate in law and a lawyer who has won hundreds of economic lawsuits, her vision is already higher than that of more than 90% of people.
But the butt determines the head.
In terms of looking at the overall situation, she cannot compare with a woman from a family like An Mengxi.
The Ye family in Kyoto is a powerful family in the world.
But all the glory of the Ye family comes from the old man.
Although it has flourished and has extraordinary disciples, after all, it is not a big family that has been passed down for hundreds of years.
The shallow foundation and thin population have become the most fatal flaws.
Once a descendant is dishonest, the whole family will be implicated without even a chance to stand up.
This is the real reason why the world respects the Ye family as a powerful family rather than a noble family.
A truly aristocratic family, after hundreds of years and thousands of years of reproduction, has spread its branches and luxuriant leaves, and has become a large and powerful family. The loss of one or two elite children does not matter at all. Even if it is dormant for a while, it can still rise from the abyss.
But the Ye family has no such backup plan. Two or three kittens, this is a fatal flaw.
After decades of ups and downs, many top tycoons have disappeared from the top of their power.
The noble man who has been killed for five generations is talking about this kind of wealthy family.
The old man of the Ye family back then was also Xiao Fu Ji'an's master.
The salary provided by the state allows the whole family to have food and drink, tobacco, wine and tea are all specially provided, and even the house they live in is allocated by the state.
Life has reached its peak, what else do you need a bicycle for?
But he never expected that China's rapid development and economic prosperity were beyond his expectation.
When he found that his one month's salary could not buy a piece of cake specially for Pu'er, he realized that the wealthy family not only needed power, but also money.
However, when he woke up, the Ye family had missed the best opportunity.
Even if the fifth eldest son of the Ye family was allowed to go into business, it would still be a small matter.
It was not until Xiaoliu of the Ye family, with his young age and uncanny ingenuity, founded the Royal Palace Club that this shortcoming was made up for.
In terms of governance, the most important thing is political performance, and the source of political performance is inseparable from investment promotion.
The palace club allowed the fifth and sixth children of the Ye family to get acquainted with rich people from all over the world, and became Ye Xiangqian's biggest help.
However, everything that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, coupled with the guiding ideology that you cannot put all your eggs in one basket.
Only then did the Ye family Xiaoliu come south to Yun Province to spread out in northern Myanmar.
Especially in northern Myanmar, this is a war-torn land. Although there are ferocious tigers and wolves that snatch food, there is also unbridled freedom.
In northern Myanmar, as long as you have money and the channels to purchase weapons, it is easy to support a spokesperson.
However, with An Mengxi joining, Ye Qing also modified his plan.
His ultimate goal is to create a small kingdom in Shan State that is dependent on China but independent of China's political and legal system.
The father of the Zhu family not only has a grudge against his master, but also the areas occupied by his troops, as well as the gold mines, copper mines, and even laterite nickel mines that he values will naturally become his first choice targets.
Anyway, it's a matter of killing people and enclosing land, so you can do it as you please.
The night rain fell on the roof of the car, making a continuous sound of dripping.
Chen Juncai took the night vision goggles and observed them for a long time. He said regretfully, "I'm afraid the Zhu family and his son won't show up. I'm afraid this plan tonight will be in vain."
Xue Xiaoyu also sighed with regret, but then gritted his teeth and said: "Sooner or later, father and son will be brought to justice!"
Inside the stilted building.
Old Sangji glanced at Peng Dong and said: "The leaders of each tribe stay, and the rest all go out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the brave soldier who broke into the stilted building turned to look at Peng Dong.
"Get out!" Peng Dong waved his hand, and the decisive soldier immediately walked out of the room and closed the door.
Old Sangji is sitting in the middle of the sofa, with Jinsha on the left and Zhu Longmei on the right.
Ye Qing sat on the single sofa, and behind him stood Wang Xue, who had a pretty face as cold as ice.
Arhat, Yang Miao and Wu An sat on the ground alone.
Peng Dong looked at Wang Xue behind Ye Qing: "Uncle Sanji, isn't this against the rules?"
"Ye Qing is not from Shan State, and there is no way to talk about being unruly." Old Sangji knew that Wang Xue was also a master who killed people without blinking an eye. Moreover, her palms hanging down on both sides of her legs held two 92-style weapons. .
What's more, no one knows whether the criminal duo is hiding outside, aiming at everyone with sniper rifles.
Anyway, Ye Qing's absolute safety meant that others were absolutely unsafe.
Moreover, this kid is not only cruel and ruthless, he is also extremely stingy and will kill people if he disagrees.
Yang Miao glanced at Peng Dong, who had a gloomy face and said nothing: "Master Sanji, Wu Gedan is dead. Has the money we spent on purchasing supplies with him been wasted?"
Old Sangji took a long drag on his cigarette and turned to stare at Jinsha: "Why did you two just kill him!"
"My grandfather said that Wu Gedan can die..."
"Then we have to get our money back!"
"That villa exploded." Jin Shayun said lightly: "Moreover, Muse soldiers have surrounded it..."
"So, we lost all our money!" Peng Dong's eyes turned red, as if Peng San's death was not worth the money he lost.
"Wu Gedan doesn't dare to return to Mandalay, but you dare to buy supplies from him!" Ye Qing looked at them in surprise: "Are you mentally ill?"
Wu An glanced at him sadly and said bitterly: "What should I do, Mr. Ye said? For so many years, China has refused to sell us weapons. We need Wu Gedan to connect us and buy from the top military officials who dare to do business with us."
Wu Gedan has helped us contact the seller and the money has been paid, but the weapons and ammunition have not yet been shipped. "
Ye Qing finally understood why old Sangji had to keep Wu Gedan, and promised Wu Gedan to purchase the equity of the laterite nickel mine from him.
It turns out that Wu Gedan is here to control them.
In war-torn northern Myanmar, what rebels of all ethnic groups lack most is weapons and ammunition.
The tight blockade by government forces has limited their access to weapons and ammunition.
The only way is to bribe the top brass of the government army and secretly sell them weapons and ammunition.
Then use these weapons and ammunition to fight against the government troops.
It's just so funny, so realistic.
"This is your problem, it has nothing to do with me!" Ye Qing immediately pushed it away and gloated: "Besides, once Wu Gedan dies, this money will definitely not be recovered."
Peng Dong glared angrily: "You not only killed Wu Gedan, but also Peng San. You killed these two middlemen. Now we don't even know who the seller is, and you have to compensate us for our losses."
Ye Qing instantly understood that Peng San was the key, but it also proved that there was also an insider from the Zhu family within the government army.
A sneer appeared on his face: "Blackmail me..."
The sound of needles dropping could be heard in the room. Everyone looked at Ye Qing with ferocious eyes, but no one dared to take offense.
This guy is the only hope for the coalition forces of all ethnic groups...
Old Sangji saw that Ye Qing was about to fall out, so he quickly smoothed things over: "Xiao Qingzi, you are a little too hasty in killing people!"
