Chapter 1781

Hamid admired Ye Chen from the bottom of his heart.

Not only because Ye Chen cured his leg, and not only because Ye Chen guided him to resist the attack of the Cataclysmic Front, but also because of Ye Chen's ability to easily turn the tide in the overall situation.

Before this, this country was plagued by war, and both sides were exhausted from fighting. The intervention of the Cataclysmic Front made Hamid and his camp even more in danger.

However, after Ye Chen pointed out the country, both sides had actually ceased fire for a long time. During this time, everyone could be considered to have completely breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, Ye Chen has re-inserted the Cataclysmic Front, and also placed it in a position of coordinated defense, which just happened to make up for the problem of Sayid's side's weak defense.

You know, if this problem is not solved, Sayid's side will be even more eager to eliminate all the opposition forces under the huge survival pressure and defensive pressure.

And now, the addition of the Cataclysmic Front immediately greatly alleviated their mood.

Thinking of the fact that the Cataclysmic Front had already sworn allegiance to Ye Chen, Hamid admired him even more in his heart.

At this time, Ye Chen asked Hamid: "By the way, how are those guys I asked someone to send over a few days ago?"

Hamid laughed: "They are all arranged to dig fortifications in the mountains, including those classmates of Miss He before. I have organized them into the tunneling class, and they are responsible for doing hard labor at the very front of the tunnel every day."

Just as he was speaking, a muffled sound suddenly came from inside the nearby mountain, followed by an earthquake-like shaking.

Hamid explained hurriedly: "Brother, this is blasting and tunneling in the tunnel. Drilling holes in the rock wall, blasting, transporting the shattered stone materials out, and then doing good anchoring, the tunnel can basically be considered completed."

Ye Chen nodded and laughed: "Your place is indeed good. You don't have to worry about them running away if you lock them in this place. Even if they run, it's impossible to run out alive."

"Yes!" Hamid laughed: "It's all mountains around here. It's really not easy to run out. And even the farmers around here are my people. My eyes and ears are inserted everywhere. As long as it's the people you sent over, Brother, I guarantee with my head that it's absolutely impossible for them to run away, and it's absolutely impossible for anyone to find this place."

Ye Chen laughed with satisfaction: "That's good. If you encounter anyone who doesn't have eyes in the future, just send them over to be your free laborers."

Hamid patted his chest and guaranteed: "Brother, rest assured, I will accept as many as come!"

"Hmm." Ye Chen nodded slightly, checked the time, and said: "Alright, Brother, I still have to rush back to China, so I won't talk to you much. If I have a chance, I'll come again."

Hamid said very reluctantly: "Brother, at least have lunch before leaving? Let's have a couple of drinks! I specifically entrusted someone to buy some Moutai wine from China a few days ago, just waiting for you to come and have a drink with me!"

Ye Chen smiled slightly: "No, Brother, I appreciate the sentiment. I still have a four-hour flight back, and it will be night when I arrive in China. After the Cataclysmic Front builds a prototype of the base in the future, I will come often. You and Pojun can also communicate more in private in the future."

Hamid had no choice but to nod and say: "Alright, since you are in a hurry to go back, I won't keep you much longer. If you come next time, you must have a good drink!"

"Good!"

A few minutes later, Ye Chen took a helicopter back to Beirut alone.

When he arrived at Beirut airport and was preparing to transfer to the Concorde jet to return home, he received a call from Wan Pojun.

Since Ye Chen had already explained the terms very clearly to Sayid, Wan Pojun successfully signed all the agreements after meeting with them in Damascus.

And Sayid's leader even personally placed the map in front of Wan Pojun, letting him choose a suitable location directly from the map.

Wan Pojun also kept his promise and chose a relatively regular piece of land in the buffer zone between Damascus and the opposition gathering area, preparing to use it as the Cataclysmic Front's rear base.

Although the total area of that piece of land was nearly one hundred and fifty square kilometers, Sayid's leader still agreed very readily.

For him, this piece of land was just the best choice for building a buffer zone. With the Cataclysmic Front stationed there in the future, his life would be much more at ease.

Besides this, there was the problem of captives.

Wan Pojun had already arranged for the Cataclysmic Front's financial personnel to complete the transfer immediately, and Sayid had also personally started preparing for the release of people. It was expected that all fifteen thousand people could be transported to Damascus as early as tonight.

Wan Pojun planned to let these fifteen thousand Cataclysmic Front soldiers take a one-week vacation first, let them fly from Damascus back to the countries where they each had permanent residency to rest well, and then rearrange their next tasks after a week.

Ye Chen had no opinion on his arrangement, so he let him arrange it entirely by himself.

From then on, the important problems in the Middle East had been satisfactorily resolved. As for what height Wan Pojun could take the Cataclysmic Front to, it mainly depended on himself in the future.

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On the other side of the earth, Wei Liang, carrying twenty boxes of Nine Mysteries Reconstitution Pills, rushed to Washington.

After getting off the plane, he immediately contacted the public relations company responsible for the connection and made an appointment to have a meal with the person in charge of the FDA.

The other party only agreed to come out for a meal and did not promise to solve any problems, but Wei Liang paid fifty thousand US dollars for this.

And of this fifty thousand US dollars, the public relations company earned twenty thousand, and the remaining thirty thousand US dollars all went into the pocket of the person in charge.

This kind of thing is a very common gray operation in the United States, located in the ambiguous zone between normal and illegal, so it is also a means for US public officials to create income.

What Wei Liang wanted to do was to push the Nine Mysteries Reconstitution Pill to the other party as much as possible during this meal, and then try to persuade the other party to try to do a drug test on the Nine Mysteries Reconstitution Pill. If it was determined that there were no toxic side effects, they could do a small-scale clinical trial. In that way, they would soon be able to see the effect of the Nine Mysteries Reconstitution Pill.

Once they determined that the Nine Mysteries Reconstitution Pill indeed had a very good therapeutic effect on cancer, they would naturally realize the huge value of this drug and also improve their cognition and recognition of Nine Mysteries Pharmaceutical.

In order to minimize the risk as much as possible, the public relations company chose the location for the meal in a small restaurant they opened themselves.

This small restaurant is located in the suburbs of Washington and is advertised to the outside world as a completely membership-based restaurant, so it only provides services to its own members. Moreover, it has permanently closed the so-called new member registration channel, just to facilitate the public relations company to organize and arrange this kind of special meeting.

When Wei Liang arrived at the restaurant, the person in charge who was meeting him had not yet arrived.

A public relations person dressed as a waiter said to him: "Mr. Wei, Mr. Shi Misi has been delayed by something, and it will probably take another twenty minutes to arrive. Please sit for a moment."

Wei Liang nodded gently, and under the other party's arrangement, sat down first.

Twenty minutes passed, and the other party still did not appear.

The public relations person told him that it might take another twenty minutes or so for the other party.

Although Wei Liang was a bit anxious, he still agreed to it. But he didn't expect that after waiting for an hour and a half in a row, the other party still did not appear.

After waiting bitterly for two hours, the other party finally arrived late.

The public relations person brought the other party to Wei Liang and introduced: "Mr. Wei, this is Mr. James Shi Misi."

The person called James Shi Misi was a white man in his forties. When he saw Wei Liang, he said quite embarrassedly: "I'm very sorry, Mr. Wei, for keeping you waiting. I had something at home that I needed to deal with."

James Shi Misi looked quite disheveled. His hair was a bit messy, the first button of his shirt had disappeared, leaving only a short thread, and his tie also seemed to have been pulled open, wrapped crookedly inside his suit.

Wei Liang felt a bit surprised in his heart.

He felt that a person of Shi Misi's level was absolutely a member of the upper class in the United States, and very likely a member of some top circles. After all, he had great power in his hands and a high social status.

People like this consider themselves gentlemen, so they pay great attention to their personal appearance. Their dress, behavior, and demeanor are all very particular, and even a single hair won't be messy. But this James Shi Misi looked like a down-and-out insurance salesman.

This made Wei Liang speculate that he should have encountered some difficult trouble.