novelweb Chapter 132 A Blessed Opportunity (4)
Chapter 132 A Blessed Opportunity (4)
Naturally, Trasf called Eucommia to ask for money, but Eucommia was not as happy as before this time. Seeing Du Zhong's hesitation, Trasf was a little annoyed. Our current situation was unfavorable. Several big chaebols had stopped supporting our side. Now even Du Zhong is beginning to hesitate. If this continues, Anren's life will become increasingly difficult. .
As the current No. [-] figure in Angola, Trasve could not just watch the situation deteriorate so much. He gritted his teeth and sent an invitation to the silent Eucommia, hoping that he would agree to have dinner together tonight. Trasford made up his mind to try his best to tie this Eastern tycoon to his side.
Du Zhong secretly smiled in his heart, but hesitated for a long time, and finally agreed. After hanging up the phone, Du Zhong jumped out of the car excitedly and hit the roof of the car with a thud. He covered his head in pain and grinned.
His sudden movement startled Hong Guoquan, who was beside him. He patted his chest and complained, "Brother, what kind of trouble are you making?"
Du Zhong rubbed the top of his head and said with a smile: You will know later. He didn't tell Hong Guoquan his plan, not because he didn't trust the latter, but because the matter was too important and he had to be careful and cautious. Even when he went to the appointment that night, Eucommia only took Liu Bo with him.
As a one-party prime minister, Truss naturally lives in a better environment. Du Zhong looked at the environment around the small villa and couldn't help but sigh that the prime minister knew how to enjoy life. After entering Truss's home, Truss and his wife received Du Zhong. The prime minister's wife greeted Du Zhong warmly. Although this way of greeting made Du Zhong feel extremely uncomfortable, after all, He was a guest at someone else's house. As the saying goes, guests do as they please, so he had no choice but to endure his helplessness. He smelled the strong, choking perfume of the black prime minister's wife and gave her a friendly greeting.
Trasf pointed to a young black girl on his right and introduced Du Zhong: This is my daughter, Sophia. Then he said to the girl: This is Mr. Du, from the mysterious East.
Eucommia politely said hello to Sophia, a black girl with big eyes who blinked. Sophia should be about the same age as Eucommia. Although her skin is dark, she will not look ugly at all. Of course, in the aesthetic world of Eucommia, she is just not beautiful. It's just ugly.
Sophia smiled gracefully and stretched out her dark hand. Eucommia was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly remembered the scene of kissing hands. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He stretched out his hand and shook it briefly, but did not put his mouth to it. At first, he felt that he had no idea what to say. If it were his own two If you are a lovely wife, then he will not hesitate. Secondly, he always feels that black people... don't take showers... so...
Sophia was stunned, tilted her little head and asked: Shouldn't Mr. Du be more gentleman?
She spoke in English, so Du Zhong could understand it without a translator. He smiled politely and replied: In the East, you should not be overly offensive when dealing with ladies.
Sofia really believed it, nodded and smiled: Oh, it turns out that Eastern men are conservative. Well, I accept that respect.
After entering the living room and sitting down, Sophia and her mother went to prepare dinner, while Trasf took Eucommia with him and chatted about some interesting things in the world. Du Zhong was actually not interested in this at all. He was not a politician, so he was not proficient in those smooth diplomatic words. Bite the bullet and withdraw from the international meeting with Truss, the conversation suddenly changed and he said directly: Mr. Prime Minister, I am not a politician, just a businessman, so it is better for you and me to talk more directly. I believe Mr. Prime Minister will also feel that More comfortable, don't you think?
After hearing this, Trasf immediately nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: Indeed, I am very happy that Mr. Du can be so straightforward. After speaking, he pondered for a moment and then spoke again: I think Mr. Du already knows about our current predicament, so... for the sake of our friendship, can you continue to provide assistance to us? We know that UNITA has the support of a large and beautiful country, and its recent support has been very strong, which is very detrimental to our government forces.
Du Zhong was naturally very clear about the situation in Angola. After listening to Trasve's words, Du Zhong nodded, hesitated for a moment and asked: If...I mean if, I will continue to support you in my personal capacity, What can I get? Mr. Prime Minister, you also know that friendship also requires money to maintain, right?
Today, Angola is in a state of war, and apart from some empty promises it is a resource license. Trasve thought for a while and said: I can authorize Mr. Du to mine one-third of the mineral resources in Angola.
Eucommia ulmoides' eyes suddenly lit up after hearing this, but after thinking about it in his mind, he realized that this was not practical. Let alone whether he could successfully mine it. Even if he could mine it, given the current situation, it would be difficult for the beautiful country to transport its resources out. At that time, it will not be a bamboo basket to fetch water. Du Zhong immediately shook his head and said with a smile: "It's just that the current situation doesn't impress me."
As he spoke, he reached back, and Liu Bo, who was standing behind him, handed a file bag into Du Zhong's hands. Du Zhong smiled, put the file bag on the coffee table, and gently pushed it towards Trasve, smiling. Dao: This is my first visit. We have a rule in the East not to be empty-handed. This is [-] million U.S. dollars plus a beautiful island in Australia. Please don’t dislike it, Mr. Trasford.
Trasve's eyes immediately widened... It's true that he is the prime minister, but the finances of the People's Liberation Army have always been tight, so his income is not actually very high. Many people used to think that He is like this, but it is not more than one-fifth of what Eucommia gave. How can such a huge windfall make this poor prime minister not jealous, he also wants his family to live a better life.
Looking at the attractive portfolio in front of him, Trasf couldn't figure it out. He looked at Du Zhong in confusion and asked: What exactly does Mr. Du want?
Eucommia no longer played any tricks and said directly: I am helping you as a private person, so naturally the funds provided are all my own. I will not do anything without benefits... Of course, you and I still have a deep friendship, especially Mr. Prime Minister, who makes me feel very comfortable. If you support me blindly, If you are trying to support the People's Liberation Army, you will inevitably face the hatred of the other party or even the other party's backstage. Then I will lose more than the gain, so if you want me to continue to continuously fund the People's Liberation Army, it is very simple to transfer [-]% of the Central Bank of Angola. Thirty shares were transferred to me, and I held shares in the Bank of Angola. Naturally, I was the best friend of the Angolan government, and it was more legitimate to fund it.
Trasve frowned after hearing this. He knew very well the importance of a national bank, and he also understood what it would mean if he lost power. Eucommia ulmoides did not disturb Trasf's thinking. At this moment, he became more and more relaxed. Anyway, the money is in his own hands. I can spend it if I want to. If I don't want my brother to leave, I won't lose anything.
Trasf was silent for ten minutes. He looked at the portfolio on the coffee table, then looked up at Du Zhong and asked: If we agree to Mr. Du's conditions, how will Mr. Du treat us?
Du Zhong smiled, and smiled very happily. He suddenly stretched out his hand and said: Five hundred million US dollars are used every year to stabilize the political activities within the People's Movement of China. Mr. Trasve should know that with the capital injection of [-]% of the share transfer, you are to a certain extent. The government is no longer afraid of the threat from UNITA, and victory will come sooner or later. The five hundred million I mentioned are only future funding for the MPLA party. As he spoke, Eucommia patted the portfolio on the coffee table and said with a smile: Of course, as for the individual, it won't be too bad, what do you think... Mr. General?