Chapter 584: All Became Little Lambs

In the Cockpit, there are two pilots of Moli No. 2, Tang Hao and Tang Shan.

Then Lin Feng, Qi Yao, Ouyang Moli, Tang Mi, Zhao Xiaoyang, and Liu Erwa.

All of them are our own people.

Zhao Xiaoyang and Liu Erwa start talking about matters over in Africa.

Duan Fei and Cai Hao are now living very comfortably.

When they have nothing to do, they drive tanks around.

Da Mao bought ten T-90s in one go, costing about 150 million dollars.

In addition, there are large numbers of anti‑air missiles and artillery.

Just these weapons cost nearly 300 million dollars.

The reason for purchasing these weapons is that an oil field is about to be developed.

After exploration by the company's newly established Energy Department, the oil field's reserves reached 1 billion tons of oil and 1.5 trillion cubic meters of natural gas.

With a field this large, even if only 40% can be extracted, its value exceeds 500 billion dollars.

If the data were made public, it would be a juicy piece of meat that everyone would covet.

The main issue is that the agreement the company signed with the Gem Great Chief is not recognized by the outside world.

At least nominally, the Arutu Tribe still belongs to Congo.

Fortunately, the company has already signed an agreement with Congo and secured the mining rights in advance.

As for taxes, they are roughly about 5% of the mineral resources.

Although the agreement is signed, the other party can still tear it up at any time.

Five hundred billion dollars—anyone who sees that would turn green with envy.

Therefore, buying these weapons in advance is to prevent someone from acting recklessly.

Nominally, these weapons belong to the Arutu Tribe, not the company, so it isn't a breach of contract.

Ouyang Moli's suggestion is, aren't we supposed to buy fighter jets later?

Or give the Americans a little benefit.

Otherwise, as an American businessman, she would always be using Da Mao's weapons, which is hard to justify.

Lin Feng nodded.

The F‑35 fighter jet would be fine.

It is worth mentioning that the Tang Family has already arranged for hundreds of people to learn to fly fighter jets.

After acquiring self‑defense capability, they will start drilling oil; crude oil has always been a seller's market.

As long as someone is willing to sell, there will be buyers.

The transport business can be handed over to Yun Luan's Yufeng Shipping later.

One must always look after one's own business!

……

In the Cockpit, Zhao Xiaoyang, Liu Erwa, and Lin Feng talk the most.

Qi Yao doesn't speak much, and neither do Ouyang Moli and Tang Mi.

These two women used to be like six thousand ducks, quarrelling at the sight of each other.

But now, sitting there, they're like good babies.

Lin Feng quickly figured out the reason.

Because Qi Yao is here!

Lin Feng is somewhat puzzled why the gentle Qi Yao becomes a tigress in the eyes of Ouyang Moli, Tang Mi and the other women.

They themselves have become little lambs.

Tsk tsk!

Boss, after all, the boss is the boss!

Lin Feng doesn't quite understand, but Ouyang Moli, Tang Mi and the others do.

Qi Yao notices their gaze is off.

Because when Qi Yao looks at them, she can't help but assess how thick their skin is…

Can't help it, it's a professional habit.

Such a gaze forms unconsciously; one doesn't notice it, yet subconsciously it breeds fear.

This situation is like when one meets another person and feels an unreasoned like or dislike.

While chatting, Moli No. 2 suddenly decelerated.

Then it descended slowly.

Everyone turned their gaze to the Large Screen in the Cockpit.

It displayed the terrain below, along with altitude, wind speed and other data.

Lin Feng glanced once and knew this was one of the gold‑bearing sites marked by Shan Tian Guang Zheng.

Any such treasure spots are in the mountains, surrounded by wasteland, uninhabited.

Xiao Ri Zi is also very clever.

All these gold‑hiding places are extremely hard to develop; road construction costs are high and they're unsuitable for habitation.

Estimations suggest that for the next several decades, they won't be developed.

Of course, that's assuming we don't encounter a construction maniac; cutting trees on mountains, building bridges over water—no terrain is unbeatable.

Below is a valley covered in dense vegetation.

Moli No. 2 hovered at over twenty meters above the ground and lowered a rope ladder.

Zhao Xiaoyang went down first, after clearing a patch of open ground, Lin Feng went down.

Next was Qi Yao, then Ouyang Moli, Tang Mi.

At this time, everyone changed into camouflage uniforms.

The cargo hatch of Moli No. 2 opened, and Liu Erwa set down three backpacks.

After everything was ready, Moli No. 2 rose into the air, first returning to Jasmine Island.

After the gold is found, it will fly back again to transport.

Because it's night, movement is inconvenient.

Moreover, Feilvbin has a tropical climate, basically no winter.

The snakes and insects living here basically do not hibernate.

Zhao Xiaoyang and Liu Erwa quickly set up four tents.

Zhao Xiaoyang and Liu Erwa share a tent.

The remaining three are, of course, the women's.

As for the boss, just go into any tent.

Of course, being this close, they will all be very honest.

Tang Mi is bold; after the tent was set up, she shouldered her backpack and said she wanted to go out for a stroll.

Her nature is naturally lively; over the past year or more, she has been sitting in the office every day.

In her own words, she feels like she's about to rust.

Qi Yao glanced at Tang Mi, then returned to her own tent and crawled into her sleeping bag.

Ouyang Moli did not join in the fun.

Lin Feng couldn't ignore Tang Mi, so he followed her.

"What are you doing?"

After following behind Tang Mi for several hundred meters, Lin Feng spoke up and asked.

Tang Mi stopped, put down her backpack, and said: "Honey, they can't hear us here, right?"

Lin Feng: "Er~"

Tang Mi also said: "It's been almost two years, but the time we've actually spent together adds up to less than half a month!"

Saying this, she wore a look of resentment.

Given Tang Mi's personality, even Tang Lao Yezi wouldn't have thought she'd be this honest.

But for the boss's sake, Tang Mi properly sat down in the office.

"Little Mi..."

Lin Feng didn't know what to say.

Tang Mi laughed and said: "Don't say sorry; besides not being able to see you, I'm doing quite well."

"I never thought I'd be this honest; now the company has grown, and I've helped you so much, I feel a great sense of accomplishment."

Before she finished speaking, Lin Feng picked her up in a hug.

Tang Mi is petite and light.

Lin Feng thought, if Tang Mi's face were like Liu Cangyun's... tsk tsk!

Thus, Lin Feng held Tang Mi, unwilling to let her feet touch the ground.