Chapter 230 Being Targeted

Lin Ruoyan knew Lu Wei's abilities. If something really went wrong, she couldn't panic. She had to follow Lu Wei's arrangements and try her best to save her life.

When communicating with some local expatriates and employees dispatched by large enterprises, she heard about various ways to save lives, such as carrying tens or hundreds of US dollars on you and giving whatever robbers ask for. Jewelry, mobile phones and other belongings are all external possessions, and you must never show extreme emotions, otherwise you may be shot and killed.

Someone had this happen to him. He was holding a new Apple mobile phone and was reluctant to give it to the robber. As a result, the robber hit his artery and stole his things. He lost everything and almost lost his life.

But if something really happens today, it is very likely that the other party will not want a small amount of money.

If the hostile forces bribed someone to specifically kill her, the project leader, once something happened to her, at the very least, the project would likely be in trouble, and at the worst, misunderstandings might arise between the two countries.

Lu Wei observed the people on the plane for a while and said, "The president is from a military background, and everyone here is wearing a military uniform, so perhaps they can be trusted. Maybe they already knew something about the situation, so they didn't dare let you get in the car downstairs."

Lin Ruoyan thought about it and felt that it made sense.

At first, she thought her plane was an armed escort for the car below. Now, it seemed like it was specifically designed to protect her, to separate her from the people below. That way, even if someone did target her, they were in the air, safer than anything else except rockets. Similarly, no other innocent people would be harmed.

Moreover, since she was in the helicopter, her route was relatively flexible. She could change the route temporarily, and the destination might even be slightly different, thus catching those who wanted to deal with her off guard.

During the next less than half an hour of flight, nothing unexpected happened and the helicopter landed smoothly in an open space where an open-top jeep was already waiting.

Lin Ruoyan saw the driver, who was a local, and was a little hesitant.

Lu Wei, with her expert facial recognition, immediately recognized the driver and reminded him, "This is one of the president's trusted aides, his name is Karlov. He's been accompanying the president in the presidential palace, and now he's driving here to pick us up. We'll probably be able to see the president soon."

The officer who had been following them in the helicopter also got into the open jeep, which looked very credible.

Lin Ruoyan was still a little worried. This car had no cabin, and if someone was lying in ambush and shooting, she wouldn't be able to hide. Lu Wei, however, cleverly pulled an umbrella from her bag and opened it, providing shade while also effectively blocking the sniper's view.

No one would question a girl using a parasol to protect herself from the sun in a convertible.

Just when Lin Ruoyan thought it was a false alarm, a gunshot suddenly rang out from not far away. Judging from the direction, it should have been from a low-rise self-built house nearby.

She subconsciously ducked, tucking her head completely under the back of the chair, her other arm clinging to the side of the car for stability. But at least from the rear, her head couldn't be seen. A parasol partially obscured her view, and on the other side was Lu Wei, wearing sunglasses. She shielded Lin Ruoyan's head with her arm, scanning her surroundings warily.

Two more gunshots followed, and then the shooting stopped.

Lin Ruoyan and Lu Wei were both unarmed. Lu Wei wore mid-calf boots in the scorching heat, but she actually had a dagger hidden inside them. If any criminals dared to break through the outer defenses and rush close, she would use cold weapons to snatch their guns and start a massacre.

The officer sitting in the passenger seat held a gun in one hand and picked up a walkie-talkie in the other to contact someone to inquire about the situation.

Lu Wei could understand slang, and from the conversation, she roughly judged the situation. She relaxed and said to Lin Ruoyan, "There is indeed an unidentified sniper nearby. Fortunately, the military discovered him first and has already captured him. In five minutes, we will reach our destination."

Lin Ruoyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The officer also praised: "You are really smart. You used the parasol to block the sniper's sight. We discovered the light from their scope first. Otherwise, it would have been difficult to find them."

Lu Wei asked, "Can you find out who it is?"

"They are rebels." The officer explained in a general way and didn't say much.

Five minutes later, the car turned into a large yard where several convertible SUVs of the same model were already parked.

Lin Ruoyan was surprised to see the president get out of the driver's seat of a car. Did the president really drive himself? In China, many important officials have dedicated drivers when they go out. But here, the president just drives his own open jeep home. He's really approachable.

The president's hometown is a large courtyard built in the local style. The houses are all one-story, but with many rooms. The building materials are not expensive, and some houses even have thatched roofs. The walls are simply painted and have no decoration.

If it weren't for the introduction from the accompanying people, Lin Ruoyan would never have thought that this ordinary rural courtyard could be the president's hometown. It looked far inferior to the grade of the presidential palace.

This time, the dinner was held in a makeshift tent covered with white canvas in the courtyard, much like weddings and funerals in China, where banquets are held in a tent set up temporarily in the courtyard.

The circle of sheds formed a rectangle, and in the center of the enclosure, a band performed local folk songs and dances.

The president's family had already taken their seats at the main table, though the president himself hadn't shown up that early. Other guests arrived one after another and were ushered into their assigned seats.

Lin Ruoyan saw that the seats around her were all written with the name of the large state-owned enterprise to which Mr. Yuan belonged, so she found a seat that was not in the first row but in the middle and sat down with Lu Wei.

After waiting for half an hour, Mr. Yuan and his friends' car arrived, and they took their seats along with other invited guests.

You can see that the row of seats to the left of the main seats are all locals. In addition to the officials brought by the president from the capital, there seem to be some local celebrities. The row to the right of the main seats is occupied by invited representatives from several other countries.

The tent opposite the main seating area was filled with Chinese faces. Lin Ruoyan saw that some people from the embassy had also arrived. She and Lu Wei had been to the embassy last time and recognized the counselor and several embassy staff members.

Lu Wei went over to say hello, and Lin Ruoyan also explained to Mr. Yuan why she arrived early by helicopter.

Mr. Yuan comforted him, "I'm glad everyone is okay. We've chartered a plane to go back. We'll all be on our own plane. Don't worry."

Lin Ruoyan nodded. Lu Wei also contacted the embassy and learned about the rebels' background. The rebels' target was Lin Ruoyan, and their intentions were truly vicious.

While waiting for the president to take his seat and the meal to officially begin, with singing and dancing in the yard, Lin Ruoyan had no appetite to eat.

Lu Wei learned from a former colleague at the embassy that this group of "rebels" was a complex group. They had not only attacked Lin Ruoyan, but had also previously vandalized facilities at the Presidential Palace. Rumors suggested there was a bomb and they were planning some kind of attack, which was why the dinner had been temporarily relocated to the President's hometown.

The province where the president's hometown is located has always been a staunch supporter of the president, and it is not as easy for hostile forces to infiltrate as in the capital.

Therefore, it actually makes sense to choose Province B as the initial location for the farm and new town housing projects. If they were in the capital, there might be some problems during the construction process.