Lin Dong and Phuket had a detailed conversation, which also touched on the issue of the North Bear Kingdom's conglomerates.

Unbeknownst to them, the two unexpectedly reached another cooperation agreement: to divide up the seven major conglomerates of Beixiong.

......

Time flies, and before we knew it, it was already past midnight.

Having finished discussing everything, Phuket rose to take his leave.

"Excuse me, Mr. Lin, I will report to His Majesty the President as soon as possible. I will send you the information on the conglomerate. I'll take my leave now. It was a pleasure doing business with you."

Lin Dong stood up to see him off: "It's a pleasure working with you!"

After escorting Phuket to the stairwell, Lin Dong didn't immediately return to his room. Instead, he turned around and approached the balcony railing.

He watched as Phuket walked downstairs, got into his car, and then, along with the armored vehicle convoy outside the factory, spewed out plumes of black smoke and quickly disappeared into the night...

Back in the room, the milk tea on the table had gone cold.

Gulesky, who was in hiding, was thinking of brewing another pot of tea.

"Old driver Gule, black tea with milk tastes weird, don't add milk next time."

Lin Dong interrupted his actions and even gave him a nice and easy-to-remember nickname on the spot.

"Boss, you don't like milk tea? You should have said so earlier, then I wouldn't have put it in... Uh, what did you call me, boss?"

"Gullie the Old Driver? What's an 'old driver'?"

Hearing this guy's thick Chinese accent, Lin Dong couldn't help but laugh.

This top arms dealer is quite interesting.

"An experienced driver is someone with excellent driving skills."

"Oh, I see, boss, you're praising me!"

"Yes, you could think that way. By the way, how much do you know about the seven oligarchs that Phuket mentioned?"

“I don’t know much about them, but I know they are very rich. I’ve dealt with two of them before; they bought weapons from me.”

"Gule, I have a task for you."

"What mission? Just give the order, boss! I, Gules... the veteran driver, will never let you down!"

Guresky was thrilled; he could finally sharpen his sword and get to work.

During this time, he watched helplessly as Fatty Cheng, Lan Suo, and their group caused trouble in various European countries with Boss Lin, and he had been envious for a long time.

I dream of Lin Laoda coming to Moscow soon.

"In a few hours, the Kremlin will send you detailed information on the seven major financial groups. Go and prepare accordingly."

Lin Dong said confidently:

"Speed ​​is of the essence in war. I'm worried that these big fish will smell the danger and run away first."

Gulesky understood: "Boss, just tell us what to do? Murder or kidnapping? We old hands don't hold back!"

Lin Dong's smile faded: "I'm only giving you 48 hours. Tie them all up! Any problems?"

"Don't worry, Boss Lin, with Blackface's strongest fighter on the job, we guarantee it'll be a piece of cake!" Gulesky promised without a second thought.

Lin Dong snorted and reminded him:

"Don't be careless, these people are not pushovers."

"You always say your men are the strongest in the entire Black Face faction; I'd like to see for myself."

Upon hearing this, Gulesky quickly stepped forward and poured a cup of freshly brewed black tea for Lin Dong.

"Boss, try this! This time, no milk added, hehe..."

Lin Dong glanced at the suspended teapot and teased, "Aren't you going to say you're the strongest anymore?"

Gulesky's face tightened: "Our Northern Bear Blackface Base is still the strongest!"

"So confident?"

"Absolutely, since we have nuclear weapons, after all."

Lin Dong was speechless; this guy always brought up nuclear weapons.

Don't you know that I just suffered from two nuclear bombs not long ago?

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When Lin Dong woke up, it was already 9:30 a.m., and as he was about to have breakfast, his satellite phone rang.

He guessed that the talks between Puji and President Jelic had yielded results.

Guresky happened to be there, so he instructed, "Guresky, you translate."

"Yes, boss."

The call was connected:

Good morning, Mr. Lin. I'm Phuket.

"Director Phuket, have the terms been agreed upon?"

Lin Dong asked, full of confidence.

Given the current situation in the Northern Bear Kingdom, he didn't believe they would refuse.

"Yes, Mr. Lin, the President is very satisfied with your actions in Alaska. Also, taking action against the conglomerates is no problem, but there is one condition."

"What are the conditions? Tell me."

"The President's condition is that your gang's actions must never involve our government; your actions are autonomous."

"I understand. Is there anything else?"

"Notify me immediately once the suspects are apprehended, so we can take them into custody. I will send you their detailed information later..."

"Can."

"Mr. Lin, if I may ask, how long will it take to resolve this matter?"

"Two days," Lin Dong said calmly.

"What?"

Upon hearing the translation by Gulesky, Phuket thought he had misheard.

Or perhaps it's Gureski? A mistranslation.

"Did I hear that right?"

"Director Phuket, you heard right. Our boss said we'd get this sorted out within 48 hours!"

"Wait, Mr. Lin means to take care of them within two days?"

"That's right."

There was a moment of silence on the phone.

After a while, Phuket's voice rang out again:

"Since it was Boss Lin who said it, I believe him... Oh right, is there anything we need to do?"

After listening to the translation, Lin Dong said disdainfully:

"Old driver, tell him not to do anything, just keep his police and military in check, and tell his people not to make any trouble."

"Otherwise, bullets don't have eyes."

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