Chapter 988

"You will regret what you did, Ca... what-lo!"

Christopher was still a bit confused when he received this call, but soon his subordinates came to tell him that the few merchants he let them watch had already left here by ship, without even loading the wine onto the ship.

As for the deposit of tens of thousands of dollars left behind, they didn't even mention it.

Combined with these things, he seemed to realize that these people might have already known that everything behind it was controlled by him.

However, he didn't feel any unhappiness or anger. He could see from the performance of these people that these people were not Lansi or his cousin Francisco's people.

If they were Lansi or Francisco's people, they wouldn't say a few harsh words, and say they wanted to retaliate against him or something, and then hurriedly left here.

They said these words just to tell him that he did things he shouldn't have done.

But he didn't regret it, nor was he afraid.

Not regretting it is proving that these people are not the people he was worried about, so he could continue to stay in this place; he really didn't want to return to Sumuli Island.

Some time ago, the Federation found various reasons not to participate in the war, leading to repeated tug-of-war on the front line, and another batch of men on Sumuli Island died.

Now many factories and enterprises have been unable to recruit men, and they have to open special workshops for women.

After all, working in a factory is too hot.

Winter is slightly better, but in summer, it is simply not a place for people to stay.

Men can work shirtless, but women can't all work naked. Even if they dress coolly, it is not very suitable to work with men.

The government printed many posters. Those jobs that should have been done by men were now printed as heroic women.

People might not have noticed that this might be another progress of the feminist movement. Eventually, people will discover this, and continue to spread and influence the world.

But in any case, going back now is not a good time. That old man Leonardo is not a good thing. Christopher felt that if he went back, he would very likely be sent to the front line.

Because he killed his wife, his status in the Bianchi family now seems a bit awkward.

As long as he cannot prove his value, then these people will recall the hatred of that day!

Sumuli people are very vengeful. As a Sumuli person, he knows this very well. His hatred for Paul ran through his entire childhood, adolescence, and youth.

Even the moment he killed Paul, his hatred was not completely resolved because of Paul's death.

He now really regrets the stupid things he did, but he still hates Paul, which does not conflict.

Even if Paul gave him the best of everything.

He could hate Paul so consistently, so the people of the Bianchi family would definitely hate him for what he did to his wife!

His wife was just having an affair, but he killed that woman who loved to play!

So it is natural for them to hate him.

But he doesn't have to worry now, because through his own intelligence and wisdom, he analyzed from these clues that these people were not the people he was afraid of, and he could continue to be happy and happy in the Federation.

Dai Wen took people four days to return to Golden Port City. They took the sea route, slightly detouring half a circle; the route is certainly not as convenient as the railway, going straight back and forth.

After seeing Lansi, Dai Wen told Lansi everything that happened over there in detail, and finally confirmed that they didn't mess up this mission.

They came back in the morning. Lansi let them rest for a while, ate lunch together at noon, and after two o'clock in the afternoon, Francisco couldn't wait to run over.

"What should we do?", he asked.

Lansi signaled him to be quiet. Francisco, sitting opposite Lansi, skillfully took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit one for himself, which made Lansi a bit surprised, but felt it was very normal.

Francisco is now the leader and head of the Pasleto family.

As a gang leader, it is very normal for him to smoke, it is very normal for him to drink, it is very normal for him to help those girls, and it is very normal for him to do anything that others think is unhealthy or illegal!

It's just that Lansi didn't expect it.

Perhaps noticing that Lansi's eyes were focused on the cigarette in his hand, Francisco shook the cigarette in his hand, "They said that having one can solve many troubles."

Lansi nodded with a dumb smile, "If you say so, it's not considered wrong."

"How is it, did it solve your troubles?"

Francisco pouted and shook his head, "It did bring me some special enjoyment when I smoked it, nicotine, or something else."

"They said that just a little bit of nicotine could poison a horse to death, but what I find strange is that we absorbed so much, except for making us lose our anxious and irritable emotions, we don't seem to have lost anything else."

The mainstream media has not yet been able to break through the "blockade line" of the tobacco group. They spent a large amount of wealth as public relations fees to prevent negative evaluations of tobacco from appearing in the media.

If someone uses one hundred dollars to want to publish content that smoking is harmful to health, then they will spend one thousand dollars to let the newspaper remove this report, and buy the person's personal information.

Someone will specifically go to him to solve this problem.

The profit of tobacco is very large, taking the current five-cent-a-pack cigarette as an example.

Maybe the cost of ten packs or more of cigarettes is only five cents (no filter, no cover).

There is also a huge profit hidden in this, and the higher the price of the cigarette, the lower the cost, and the higher the profit.

Like those cigarettes that can be sold for one or two dollars, their cost might also be only a few cents, or ten or twenty cents, and will not be higher.

They also spent money to bribe some doctors, let them tell society that lung disease cannot be proven to have any direct relationship with smoking, and those propaganda slogans claiming that smoking is harmful to health are even more ridiculous lies!

Because no one knows the generation and treatment of diseases better than their doctors!

The propaganda of these interest groups makes many people now believe that smoking will not harm health. Francisco is obviously one of the people influenced by the propaganda.

Cigarettes are really a "good thing" in this era; they can soothe emotions, can make people concentrate, can make people feel relaxed, and the most critical thing is that they are not only harmless, but also not banned.

Many young people and even children have the habit of smoking at this time. They can't afford it, so they pick up cigarette butts from the roadside and re-roll them.

What a crazy era!

Every smoker has his own new ideas, just like the current Francisco. He thinks that nicotine, which can poison a horse to death, cannot poison him to death; it can only be said that this is a lie.

Lansi didn't have the idea or obligation to correct him or persuade him, just smiled, "As long as you are happy."

He himself also smokes and is not qualified to talk about others.

"As for Dover, don't touch him for the time being."

I believe he will soon arrange for people to come over, to Golden Port City to watch you, to watch me.

"As long as we have even a little bit of action targeting him, he will immediately run back to Sumuli Island."

"By that time, if we want to catch him, we will have to go to Sumuli Island. I believe you definitely don't want to go to that place."

"A terrible place, like a disaster and hell!"

Lansi gave it an objective evaluation.

Francisco's expression was a bit ferocious, and also a bit struggling. He took several puffs of smoke in a row, and finally relaxed his whole body again, which had been tense before this.

"Okay, listen to you."

Lansi praised him with a smile, "For better revenge, Cisco, you need to learn to endure."

Francisco didn't refute, "I want to kill him with my own hands."

Lansi nodded, "You will."

With Lansi's request, Francisco soon went back. He must keep it the same as usual. He needs to wait, wait for the matter of Lansi and Xiang Yalan to end completely. This way Lansi can directly mobilize people to Beka, and without alarming Christopher.

They all know that Christopher being alarmed must have something to do with this meeting, but if they don't send someone who is relatively familiar with Christopher, they can't be sure if that is Christopher.

From Paul's death until now, several years have passed, and their impression of some of Christopher's is constantly disappearing.

And in a few years, people will change. Maybe he will grow a beard, maybe he will keep a trendy hairstyle, plus clothes, some facial features that change with age.

If it is not someone who is really familiar with him, it is not necessarily possible to recognize him, and this increases some risks.

However, he believes that it won't be long before he can solve Christopher, the traitor of the family, with his own hands!

In early October, the general election has begun, and at the same time, the ammunition in Diego's hands is really almost used up. He doesn't want to die now, and has nowhere to go, so he can only continue to perform according to the script.

The president of the Republic of Jiede has contacted him. If he can arm all his troops, even the federal people, I'm afraid they have to respect his attitude.

This made him glow with new fighting spirit. He made a phone call to Lansi, wanting to talk about the "leasing" matter.

He has figured it out, this period of time.

If he dies, no matter how terrible the world becomes, it has nothing to do with him.

As a ruler, he will not be like those at the bottom of society, thinking that he can go to the world of the dead after he dies, experience some things, and then return to the world, reincarnating as a human.

These are all methods used to rule and enslave the bottom people. He is a ruler; he knows that as long as he dies, he is really dead, and there is no future.

Since there is no future, who the fuck cares what the future will become?

He just wants to be able to survive longer now, so he wants to lease a piece of land from a slum adjacent to the city center to the suburbs of Zhuolan to Lansi for one hundred years.

This is a very important matter. Lansi went directly to Zhuolan by boat. Fortunately, it only takes two days to go from Golden Port City to Zhuolan by boat, which is already a very close distance.

When Lansi's motorcade was active on the streets of Zhuolan again, people knew that the leader of the federal people was back.

This time, Lansi also invited Albert to negotiate with Diego, but he was just listening, so he didn't need to explain anything to Congress himself.

Congress is also very concerned about this aspect.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Lansi arrived at the negotiation conference hall on time, and the people on Diego's side had all arrived.

It looked very formal, but in fact, the people participating in this negotiation, adding the two sides together, were not even twenty.

Diego was talking in a low voice with the people around him. When he saw Lansi come in, they ended the conversation, and stood up with the help of the people around him, and shook hands with Lansi.

For Diego, Lansi can be called an "enemy," but at this moment, he performed very normally.

He knew that even if he expressed hatred, hostility, and other states, it would not actually change anything, so he simply didn't express it.

As for the others, Lansi didn't have the idea of shaking hands with them.

Soon he sat on the other side of the negotiation table. There were not many people on this side, only the federal ambassador, Albert, and a few accompanying staff.

After both sides sat down, no one spoke immediately. Lansi just looked at Diego, and didn't have the idea of opening his mouth.

After the two looked at each other for a long time, Diego opened his mouth and said, "Actually, we have already talked about many things in the previous phone call."

Lansi nodded, "Yes, we talked, but there are still some details missing."

Diego's expression was not so good, he pursed his lips, "We want eighty million."

Eighty million is enough for them to complete the re-equipment.

Twenty thousand well-armed troops, as long as he doesn't think about dealing with those anti-government militants, and sticks to Zhuolan, it is definitely a force that cannot be underestimated.

However, if possible, he still wants to continue to grow. The stronger he is, the more his safety can be guaranteed.

Lansi shook his head when he heard his quote, "Eighty million is too much. I heard that the Republic of Jiede has also given you a lot of economic aid."

"In fact, you don't need that much money."

This is a very plain and direct expression. Lansi's tone didn't even have any fluctuations. He looked down at Diego from a high position, as if looking at a small character, and didn't take the president of this country to heart at all.

Diego's fist had already been clenched tightly. He hated Lansi, hated all these people!

But soon he let go, "How much can you give me?"

Lansi calculated, not letting Diego eat too much, but also not letting him starve, "Twenty million federal Sol."

This number, plus the economic aid he got from the Republic of Jiede, is enough to support a government army of seven or eight thousand people using new weapons.

As for what to do with the remaining ten thousand plus?

There are still many countries in the Xiang Yalan region that have standard bullet inventory. Perhaps he can have some ways?

He could accept it, but it didn't mean he admitted this price. Diego soon launched a price offensive, lowering it slightly.

The two sides talked about this price for quite a long time. In the end, Lansi paid Diego forty-seven million federal Sol, and "leased" a piece of land of ten square kilometers from Zhuolan.

This includes a large number of slums, as well as part of the suburbs, where Lansi's manor, factories, and the like are located.

This is actually not a simple agreement. Diego also put forward a series of conditions.

For example, the first clause is "prohibiting the stationing of federal troops within the lease," because this lease does not belong to the federal government, but to Lansi personally, or to the "Wanli Group."

Only security personnel of the Wanli Group are allowed to exist within the lease, and federal troops are not allowed to enter.

Then there is the fourth clause, "Wanli Group needs to maintain public order within the lease," and the sixth clause, "there needs to be a complete law within the lease," and there are many others like this.

On the surface, it is Diego striving for some benefits for the people within the lease, but in fact, he is also trying to use these things to impose restrictions on the federal government.

But whether it is useful, no one knows.

The entire negotiation lasted for two days. In terms of such major events, this speed can be called "lightning speed."

Two days later, at the Presidential Palace, Lansi and Diego signed and exchanged the "Zhuolan Loan and Leased Territory Treaty." This treaty was also called the "Nineteen Humiliating Articles" by some people in Lapa who had national and ethnic consciousness in their hearts.

Because there are nineteen articles in the entire treaty, each of which looks full of huge harm to this country. Diego, besides the titles of "dictator," "tyrant," and "intellectual development disorder," finally had a new title—traitor.

This nineteen articles shocked the entire Xiang Yalan region and the Xiang Yalan Alliance, and even the world was shocked!

People couldn't imagine what consequences this would bring, and many people felt uneasy about this.

However, for people like Juan who have completely relied on the Wanli Group, this is a good thing.

After work in the evening, people from the company found him and brought him to Lansi's office. Lansi specifically asked to see him.

Juan was a bit restrained. He didn't know where to put his hands and feet. In the end, he put his two black hands full of dirt behind his back.

This made him feel like a toad in the mud, while Lansi was a lion on the grassland, making him feel a trace of disgust for himself.

"I heard that you have been working very hard recently.", Lansi said.

Lansi asked people to pay attention to the active groups in the factory and record their names.

Even if these people are very grateful to Lansi for being able to give them work and give them cheap or free houses to live in, after a long time, they will still be lazy, and even breed the idea of "you are so rich, what's wrong with giving me some benefits."

So here, a "sorting" is needed. Juan's performance was very good, and he has been working hard, so when Lansi read this material, he soon saw this familiar name.

Juan's face was slightly red, "You gave me and my family the opportunity to survive, so how can I be lazy?"

After all, he is a young man. He doesn't understand "restraint." This sentence of his almost offended everyone else in the factory, because in his expression, everyone else was lazy, and only he was not.

But it doesn't matter; this is what Lansi likes about him.

"Do you want to change jobs?"