Chapter 771 Chen Yansen: I died? Now I'm back to life! All expenses paid by Boss Chen!
At 8 p.m., a deafening explosion suddenly rang out in the Bielste district, which was shrouded in darkness and lights.
A blinding orange-red fireball rose up instantly, then extinguished in a flash, turning into a black mushroom-shaped plume of smoke.
Cars, stalls, and pedestrians within five meters of the blast radius were all overturned and scattered in fear.
This is an RPG armor-piercing round!
Despite costing only a little over $200, its powerful flashes, high-pressure shockwaves, and debris spread are extremely terrifying.
Two unlucky passersby collapsed to the ground, blood gushing from their mouths and noses; their internal organs had clearly been shattered by the shockwave.
Upon hearing the commotion, the patrol and military personnel around the Mercedes immediately formed a protective barrier around the vehicle, using their bodies to shield it.
These Abyssinians, who had climbed up from the bottom, knew very well what Leggei wanted to do and what he was doing. Even if you went back thirty or fifty years, you wouldn't find another person like him.
He genuinely wants to give ordinary people back the life that ordinary people should have.
Once Leggegi is ruined, the Abyssinians will inevitably revert to their old trajectory: 90 million will live worse than animals, while the remaining 10 million will continue to be modern-day local tyrants.
"Boss, are you alright?"
Once the gunfire subsided, Leggi hurriedly looked Chen Yansen up and down, worried that the big boss might have even scratched himself.
Chen Yansen shook his head, his expression calm.
"Shen En, have the patrol station immediately close off the street and tell the public it was a gas explosion."
Leggi gave instructions to the person accompanying him in the passenger seat.
"No need! It can't be hidden. The tighter the cover is made, the greater the negative impact will be."
Chen Yansen said calmly that he did not approve of Leggeji's approach.
If we don't even dare to face the problems directly, how can we convince foreign businesses in Asia, Europe, and North America that Abyssinia is an open economic market?
"Okay, boss, I understand."
Leggi was a smart man; he understood immediately and nodded in agreement.
"Let's go, let's keep going!"
Chen Yansen waved his hand and said calmly.
The follow-up matters will be handled by designated personnel, so he doesn't need to worry about them.
As for the 103 attackers who died on both sides of the street, whether it was due to mass poisoning or mass sudden cardiac death, it had nothing to do with him.
Given his control over Abyssinia, he needed neither to explain himself to anyone nor to answer to anyone.
"Boss, are we still going to Shegel Square?"
Leggi's mind was buzzing.
Just a minute after being assassinated, Chen Yansen still had the mood to stroll around the CBD of Asberba.
"Why not go?" Chen Yansen countered.
Leggi opened his mouth, but swallowed the words that were about to come out.
If the boss isn't afraid, why should I be?
The driver wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, and drove towards his destination.
Two Ford SUVs led the way at the front and two at the back, and the Fengjun security personnel and patrol staff filed out and dispersed to check the houses on both sides of the street one by one.
at the same time.
Tadsey, the head of the Third Army Department, who was hiding in a three-story building, was stunned when he learned that the operation had failed and that Chen Yansen and Leggeji were unharmed.
He knew that Legge was traveling in an armored vehicle, so he specifically instructed his subordinates to carry armor-piercing rounds.
While its kill radius is small in open areas, its armor-piercing capability is the strongest.
"What exactly is the reason?" Tadese pressed.
"It missed." The subordinate answered truthfully.
Did it miss?
Are you kidding me?
It's not like we're shooting down a high-speed moving plane!
At a distance of only about 100 meters, and with the car being such a large target, how could it possibly miss?
Just as he was filled with doubt, several low gunshots rang out from outside the door, accompanied by a series of orderly footsteps.
"Go outside and take a look!"
Tadese took out his sidearm from his waist and gave instructions to his subordinates.
After his subordinates left the room, he rushed to the back door without hesitation. Escorted by two subordinates, he had just gotten into a pickup truck when he heard several muffled thuds.
The tire blew out instantly!
Seven or eight heavily armed military personnel surrounded them with assault rifles, their cold muzzles pointed at the driver and Tadsay.
Meanwhile, the other dozen or so high-ranking officials who participated in the night raid were also taken to prison one by one to await trial.
In Chen Yansen's words, "Procedural compliance is of paramount importance!"
If, as before, people are captured and shot, leading to their deaths from excessive heavy metals in their brains, it will only leave the outside world with the impression that "Abyssinia hasn't changed; it's still a warlord state that kills people at the drop of a hat."
The patrol officers and military personnel, armed with the list and addresses provided by Fengjun Security, went to the locations to arrest the individuals.
Of course, there are also people who, seeing the situation turn bad, immediately run away.
Upon receiving the news, some overseas media organizations immediately rushed to the Perth district.
The attack on Chen Yansen is a high-profile event that can attract global attention!
Whoever gets the first-hand photos, text, and video materials is guaranteed this month's bonus.
Several tourists uploaded videos of the incident to Mimo with sensational headlines: "World's richest man attacked by grenade, fate unknown!"
The video shows the scene at the epicenter of the explosion, with blood and debris scattered everywhere.
Subsequently, the video was forwarded back to China and appeared on Douyin and Kuaishou.
In just five minutes, it surged to the top of the search rankings.
"Holy crap! Really? Is this blood Brother Sen's?"
"Hey, I told you a few days ago that Abyssinia is a country that has been plagued by war for many years, and it's not safe to go there, but Brother Sen wouldn't listen to my advice!"
"If Brother Sen is gone, who will inherit the Senlian Group? He's not even married yet!"
"I wonder if Brother Sen has any illegitimate children, otherwise wouldn't all those trillions of dollars in wealth be wasted?"
Chen Guobin: I woke up one night and became a self-made millionaire?
Netizens were discussing it animatedly.
The employees of Kesenlian Group were truly panicked!
They knew perfectly well that if Chen Yansen was gone, they would not only have difficulty receiving their quarterly bonuses four times a year, but they would also likely lose their "four days on, three days off" work schedule.
Not every boss is like Brother Sen, willing to proactively reduce employees' working hours and increase their base salary and bonuses.
The more they thought about it, the more panicked the employees of Senlian Group became.
Panic reached its peak, and then a surge of anger welled up inside him.
The more I think about it, the more panicked I get, and the more panicked I get, the angrier I become!
Those netizens who made random jokes in the comments section naturally became the targets of their venting, and were chased and scolded by Senlian employees.
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Yujing Villa, Villa No. 8.
Ye Qiuping was lost in thought, tears silently streaming down her face.
She didn't want to believe the videos on Douyin, but the bright red bloodstains, the ground hit by grenades, and the comments from netizens all made her suspect that something had happened to Chen Yansen!
In an instant, my mind was filled with images of Chen Yansen "torturing" me.
After what seemed like an eternity, she suddenly came to her senses, picked up her phone, and dialed Chen Yansen's number.
"Beep—beep—beep—!"
The monotonous waiting tone made her mood even heavier.
"Chen Yansen, you're not human! I gave birth to your child, and this is how you treat me?"
Master Ye held up his phone and began to sob.
When a person is crying, their attention is naturally scattered, and she didn't even hear the ringtone when the phone was connected.
"Screaming and howling like ghosts at night, aren't you afraid of disturbing the neighbors?"
A familiar voice came from the receiver.
Ye Qiuping was taken aback, and quickly wiped away her tears: "Boss, are you alright? I thought..."
"Thought I was dead?" Chen Yansen chuckled, his tone tinged with mockery.
"Boss, please come back now, okay? Don't go to such dangerous places again."
Ye Qiuping prayed softly.
"Alright, stop crying, it's bad for the child."
Chen Yansen's heart softened, and he replied gently.
Ye Qiuping was the first person to call him.
“Okay, boss.” Ye Qiuping was silent for a few seconds before replying softly.
"That's all for now, bye."
Upon hearing Chen Guobin's call, Chen Yansen finished speaking and hung up.
Next, calls came in one after another from Meng Jie, Wang Zihao, Li Qingsong, Wang Ziyan, and others.
"I'm truly amazed by the level of rumor-mongering these self-media outlets in China!"
Chen Yansen responded with a few perfunctory words, then cursed helplessly.
He thought for a moment, then stood in front of Mixue Ice Cream at Sheger Square, holding a glass of lemonade and filming a short video: "My friend just called me and I found out that I was actually dead. Luckily, I drank a glass of Mixue Ice Cream lemonade and immediately came back to life."
The video was pushed out by Douyin's operations staff as soon as it was released.
"This is ridiculous! These self-media outlets should be waiting for a lawyer's letter from Senlian Group!"
"Brother Sen, Six Six Six! While debunking the rumors, he didn't forget to advertise his own lemonade!"
"Brother Sen, I'm also in Asberba. I'd love to take a photo with you and bump into you!"
In no time, the video received over 500,000 likes and tens of thousands of comments.
Chen Yansen glanced at the phone, put it away, and walked with Leggi in Sheger Square.
At first glance, it gives one the illusion of being back in China.
Mixue Ice Cream, Lucky Coffee, Orange Smart Living Store, Orange Electric Vehicle Store, Orange Clothing and Footwear Store, plus Zhangliang Spicy Hot Pot, Beef Noodles, and Shaxian Snacks, all that's missing is a braised chicken rice restaurant to complete the collection of the four major domestic restaurant chain brands.
There's no way around it; Chinese businessmen make up the largest number of foreign investors in Asberba!
"Brother Sen!"
At this moment, two Chinese tourists came over and greeted Chen Yansen from a distance of three or four meters.
"Are you here for tourism?"
Chen Yansen glanced at their attire and immediately guessed what was going on.
"Yes! Although the airfare to Asberba is a bit expensive, the cost of living is not high, and you can also take a bus to the highlands to see wildlife, and the shooting club even has a tank experience program."
The two tourists replied with smiles.
You can have sex with anyone who pays!
This is very attractive to tourists from China.
Abyssinia had fought for decades and had a vast stockpile of firearms and ammunition, so Leggi issued dozens of operating licenses for shooting clubs exclusively for tourists.
For 1000 yuan, you get 200 rounds of ammunition, which allows you to play with AK47s and submachine guns to your heart's content.
“Thank you both for your support of Abyssinia.” Leggi stepped forward with a smile and said, “If you encounter any unreasonable charges during your trip, please feel free to call our complaint hotline or leave a message in my email address.”
Those who dared to travel to Abyssinia in 2014 not only contributed to the country's tourism industry by spending money, but also boosted its popularity by posting a few videos on Mimo after returning home.
Leggi was very humble and had no airs at all.
"You're welcome!"
The two tourists recognized Leggi and immediately responded.
"Brother Sen, can I take a picture with you?"
One of the tall girls took the initiative to ask.
"sure."
Chen Yansen readily agreed.
After taking the photos, Chen Yansen and Leggeji went into a beer house to try the local specialty, Tella beer.
This wine is brewed with barley and teff, and some spices and sea buckthorn leaves are added during fermentation. It is considered a local specialty of Abyssinia.
Upon entering the beer hall, Chen Yansen noticed that there were quite a few foreign businessmen and tourists.
Many people recognized him and Legge, and raised their beer bottles to greet them warmly.
At this moment, Leggi's tense nerves finally relaxed.
As Chen Yansen said, apart from the conservatives who were unwilling to give up power, most Abyssinians were not hostile to him.
His appearance as a "beggar" abroad was pathetic, but his initiatives to build schools for ordinary people, increase their income, and improve their social status won the hearts of the people.
Hearing the calls of "Legoj, Iketelu" from the crowd, Legoj was somewhat moved.
"Ikatlu" means "long live" in Hamra.
It's no easy feat for someone of Omoro's descent to receive support from the Hamra people.
Chen Yansen sat in front of the shop window, took a sip of beer, and quietly waited for Lu Feng to finish up.
To turn Abyssinia into his own company, he must eliminate all those who oppose him.
These people can obey, or pretend to obey, but if they dare to obstruct the Senlian Group's plans, then sorry, anyone who comes will die.
Although his trip was risky, the rewards were also extremely high; he caught all the big fish hidden beneath the ice.
“If Abyssinia wants to rise, it can’t rely on you or me. It needs a balanced and efficient management mechanism. Because everyone dies eventually, if we rely on just one person, we might end up back on the same old path in a few decades.”
Chen Yansen looked at Leggeji and said meaningfully.
“Mr. Chen, I understand.”
Leggi chuckled dryly, suppressing his excitement.
Being shouted "Long live!" by dozens of people is a fascinating experience; if it were tens of thousands of people, the feeling of "becoming a god" would probably be even stronger.
But Chen Yansen's words woke him up!
Human nature is unreliable; the probability of a person becoming a saint or a butcher is always 50/50.
Chen Yansen smiled. With his mental perception, he could naturally judge Leggeji's true thoughts.
So far, Leggi seems to be a reasonable agent. Under his mental "guidance," the other party's thoughts and policies are exactly in line with his arrangements.
But the future is hard to predict!
Like many wise rulers in ancient times, they were brilliant and capable in their youth, but became completely senile in their later years.
Sometimes, the earlier one dies, the greater the probability of becoming a wise ruler.
After all, standing at the top of power, holding the power of life and death over hundreds of millions of people, is too easy to lose one's way.
Before long, the beer hall became increasingly crowded with customers, mostly Chinese businessmen or tourists who wanted to take photos with Chen Yansen.
There were also rumors circulating online that Chen Yansen had released old videos and that he was already seriously injured and on the verge of death.
However, the fact that so many overseas Chinese took photos with Chen Yansen at the beer house and posted them on Mimo and Douyin dispelled the rumors.
Before leaving, Chen Yansen asked Song Yuncheng to pay the bill and also paid for all the guests, totaling 17,000 yuan.
At the same time.
About 30 kilometers southeast of Asberba, there is a crater lake formed by the eruption of an ancient volcano, scattered around the town.
The lake water is clear and blue, surrounded by green hills, making the environment exceptionally tranquil. Several tourist boats are also moored at the dock.
As the night breeze blew, two dark-skinned middle-aged men stealthily crept into the ship's hold and planted time bombs in the mezzanine and in unnoticed corners.
According to known information, Chen Yansen will visit the Senlian Science and Technology Park in Dumka tomorrow morning, and in the afternoon, he will host a banquet for domestic and foreign investors on a cruise ship on Crater Lake.
This is the perfect time to take action!
If the time bomb can be successfully detonated, Chen Yansen and Legeji will surely perish.
Without these two people hindering them, Abyssinia's power can once again return to the hands of the tribal leadership.
(End of this chapter)
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