Suddenly, Huo Meni interrupted.

"The domestic situation is difficult now. A large number of industrial facilities, including oil refineries, have been severely damaged. We urgently need to restore people's livelihoods."

"Let's end this war here. If we continue, I won't be able to keep my position."

"As for the peace talks, Gil, you should go and discuss it with the Iraqi diplomats."

Gil excitedly said, "Okay, Mr. President."

"I will not let you down. We will negotiate as soon as possible and restore peace on the border."

Huo Meni nodded and waved for them to leave.

Saladin knew that he was powerless to save the situation. He glanced at Gil, snorted coldly and left.

At this moment, the office fell into silence again.

Huo Meni sighed and murmured, "I really can't accept this..."

A few days later.

Iraq and Iran simultaneously announced a ceasefire and signed a peace treaty in front of reporters from various countries.

Moreover, they all promised to withdraw troops from the border within three days and restore peace on the border.

In an instant, it shocked leaders of various countries.

They never imagined that the Iran-Iraq War would end in such a dramatic peace talks several years after it broke out.

This caught all countries off guard and they all thought the war would continue for several years.

At the same time, related reports were reported crazily by television media such as ABC, BBC, Washington Post, Times, Ming Pao, and Evening News, and newspapers and periodicals.

People all over the world did not expect that the Iran-Iraq War, which lasted for several years, would end like this.

Even the people of the two countries did not expect that after learning about the ceasefire talks, the two countries would celebrate nationwide.

All major hotels and streets in both countries were filled with a celebratory atmosphere, with long-lost smiles on their faces as they celebrated the end of the war.

At this time, Bao Junyi took Ragna and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the Presidential Palace, looking at the citizens of Bageda.

"Junyi, thank you."

"It helped the Iraqi people escape from the vortex of war."

Bao Junyi patted his head and said, "Silly boy, you're still so polite to me."

"It won't be long before the Iraqi people will live a better life."

"Junyi, Iraq's treasury is running low on money. This war has essentially destroyed Iraq's economy."

“Where will the money come from now to restore the economy and make people’s lives better?”

Bao Junyi smiled and said, "Silly girl, have you forgotten that the core of Iraq is oil?"

"Wouldn't it be possible to make money if we just increased oil production appropriately?"

Ragna smiled bitterly and shook her head. "I asked the purchasing department to do the math. Restoring the previously destroyed oil facilities will cost billions of dollars."

"And that doesn't even include investment in infrastructure construction and the restoration of people's livelihoods."

Bao Junyi patted her on the back and said, "Don't worry, didn't you forget?"

"Miracle Group has a bank that can provide Iraq with loans to purchase oil extraction equipment."

"Then, other infrastructure construction and investment attraction will gradually resume step by step."

Ragna said excitedly: "Junyi, is it true?"

"Are you really willing to lend money to Iraq now?"

"certainly."

"But we need to pay interest and Miracle Bank needs to enter Iraq."

Ragna hugged Bao Junyi's arm and said coquettishly: "Junyi, thank you."

...

Half a month later.

Bao Junyi flew to Hong Kong with his bodyguards on an An-24 private jet.

Before leaving, he left behind a large number of backup troops and several thousand mercenaries stationed in the Bagdad military camp.

The main reason for rushing back to Hong Kong this time was that the United States implemented an increase in tariffs, and the financial sector seemed to have been set up, so he urgently needed to go back to take charge of the situation.

After more than ten hours, it landed safely at Hong Kong's Kai Tak International Airport.

At this time, the Miracle Group team had been waiting beside the runway for a long time, attracting a large number of onlookers.

"Ah Ming, whose motorcade is that? It's so impressive!"

"Fuck, you don't even know his convoy?"

"That's the fleet exclusively owned by Bao Junyi of Miracle Group. It's rarely seen by the outside world."

The man asked curiously, "Aming, isn't this the airport?"

"Why can his convoy come and go as he pleases? Isn't there anyone watching over it?"

Ah Ming looked at him like an idiot and said, "Ah Hui, it's been years since you've been back to Hong Kong."

"Cathay Pacific, Hong Kong's only airline, has been acquired and privatized by Miracle Group."

"Let alone Bao Junyi's exclusive motorcade coming in, even clearing the area wouldn't be excessive."

hiss!

Ah Hui's man said with shock, "I haven't been back for a few years. I didn't expect Hong Kong to have changed so much."

"Isn't that Bao Junyi, the head of Miracle Group, who has grown into the richest man in Hong Kong?"

"Not only is he the richest man in Hong Kong, he could be the richest man in the world."

"It's just that most of the companies in Miracle Group are not listed and don't release their financial reports, so it's impossible to confirm right now."

"But, we Hong Kong citizens all recognize him as the richest man in the world." A middle-aged man next to him replied.

"Ah Hui, as you gradually understand, you will feel the terrifying power of Miracle Group."

"Now do you know how many people in Hong Kong make a living under the Miracle Group?"

Ah Hui shook his head and asked curiously, "How much?"

"Four hundred thousand people!"

"What?!"

Ah Hui was shocked: "Four hundred thousand? How is that possible?"

Ah Ming smiled and said, "These are the headcounts of our Hong Kong headquarters, not including the international branches."

"Moreover, the Hong Kong Governor's Office publishes the list of tax-paying companies every year, and Miracle Group continues to top the list, paying over a billion US dollars in taxes each year."

"hiss!"

Ah Hui took a deep breath and said in disbelief, "Is Miracle Group really that profitable?"

"His tax payments are almost catching up with the market value of other companies."

A girl who was also standing by and watching replied, "Of course I make money, my sister works there."

"The annual salary alone is over 100,000 Hong Kong dollars, and with bonuses and other things, it's close to 300,000 Hong Kong dollars."

"Moreover, Miracle Group is now very popular internationally in chips, cars, mobile phones, supercars, game consoles, and other areas."

"The annual profit exceeds tens of billions of US dollars, not counting the military industry's money-making magic weapon."

"If you count everything, I estimate it's over 20 billion US dollars."

hiss~

People around the scene also stopped to see what Bao Junyi looked like, as it is rare to see him in person.

However, after hearing what the girl said, people around them realized how rich and powerful the Miracle Group was now.

Other companies acquire companies quietly, but Miracle Group directly buys up stocks on the stock market, then privatizes and delists.

As a result, many good companies listed in Hong Kong have been delisted and privatized, and have fallen into the hands of Miracle Group.

However.

While they were watching and discussing, Bao Junyi got off the private plane directly under the escort of bodyguards.

After being checked again by the bodyguard, he got into the exclusive car and drove away from Kai Tak Airport to the Miracle Building.