Chapter 411 Real Resources
"30%?" Li You laughed. "Even if I agree to sell it on the Korean Peninsula, do you dare to give me 30%?"
He said faintly, "Seventy percent."
"Chairman Li, this..." Jeon Yaohuan's face sank to the bottom. Li You was clearly asking for too much.
"The time is up, Pastor Jeon," Li You looked at his watch, "It's a pity that you failed to convince me."
Jeon Yo-hwan wanted to say something, but the phone started beeping.
He held the phone in his hand, his expression extremely gloomy.
After a while, Jeon Yo-hwan slammed his phone to the ground, "Shit! Shit! Shit!"
"These chaebols are all bastards!" Jeon Yo-hwan panted, totally lacking his usual elegance and friendliness. "These bastards are bastards."
"I really want to tie him up and bring him to Suriname to see if he can still talk the same way as before."
Jeon Yao-hwan cursed for a long time before he slowly stopped. He waved his hand and asked the maid to clean up.
"Lawyer," Jeon Yo-hwan looked at Park David, "Tell me if there is any chance?"
"Pastor," David Park, as Jeon Yo-hwan's consulting lawyer, was actually recruited to Suriname in the past three years. He has family in the Korean Peninsula. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, "That's the Kinmen Group. It's already one of the top three super giants in the country."
"Super giant." Quan Yaohuan repeated coldly, knowing in his heart that he and the other party were not in the same league at all.
Although he could be called the Godfather of Cocaine in Suriname, he even had hundreds of fanatical followers and dozens of armed guards, as well as the support of General Delano.
But these cannot take the Korean Peninsula to the next level.
He was silent for a long time before abandoning this idea. "This call was not in vain. At least we have confirmed that Gu Sangwan really has a smuggling channel."
"But now that Li You doesn't speak up, it's useless to use his smuggling channel. Instead, it will become a tribute to the Kinmen Group if it is transported to the Korean Peninsula."
"That's Sangwan's side." Park David looked at him.
"When he comes, we will discuss it again."
After this phone call that made Jeon Yo-hwan annoyed, he actually began to trust what Kang In-gu and Gu Sang-wan said.
He believed that the domineering Li You would not act with the little Jiang Renjiu and Gu Sangwan.
"However, as for Gu Sang-wan, we will still check him as planned."
In Kinmen’s office, Li You threw the phone to Ding Qing.
"What's going on?" In a short time, Ding Qing had eaten all the grapes in the fruit plate.
He steadily caught the phone that Li You threw over, "Who is this pastor?"
"He is the most wanted criminal on the Korean Peninsula," Li You told Ding Qing about Quan Yaohuan's identity, "and he is hiding in a small country in South America."
"That's Suriname?" Ding Qing thought of Quan Yaohuan's self-introduction. "What did he do? Kill someone?"
“He was a drug dealer, and after fleeing to Suriname, he is now the cocaine godfather of Suriname.”
"Suriname and South Korea don't have extradition agreements, so there's no way to bring him back."
"Godfather." Ding Qing raised his eyebrows. "He came to you to sell cocaine here?"
"We sold it here," Li You nodded and smiled, "but it's clear that the cooperation was not successful."
Li You looked at Ding Qing eating fruit non-stop, feeling somewhat helpless, "I answered his call only to help the National Intelligence Service."
“Only after he is caught can we reap the benefits in Suriname.”
Ding Qing put down the fruit plate and sat up straight. "How can we benefit from Suriname?"
"Now that I think about it," Li You looked out the window, "the base we built in Africa is good, but it is not as good as such a small country with rich resources."
He told Ding Qing about Suriname, and that the information was shared with the United States.
Suriname is rich in minerals, the main mineral being bauxite, and other minerals include oil, gold, etc.
The proven reserves of bauxite are approximately 600 million tons, accounting for 3% of the world's proven reserves.
But this is not what the United States cares most about. They care more about oil.
In the waters off the coast of Suriname, American companies have discovered a large amount of exploitable offshore oil, which has great potential for future development.
Just last year, the U.S. Geological Service determined that a basin in Suriname contains more than 15 billion barrels of crude oil and 1.1 billion cubic meters of natural gas.
This does not include other undiscovered resources.
This stuff is plentiful and filling, and it makes more money than selling cocaine covertly.
"If you say so," Ding Qing said helplessly, "then the base was built in vain, right?"
"Besides, can we really get these?"
Li You waved his hand, "It won't be in vain, it will be useful soon."
He had an idea long ago, "We definitely can't take up so many resources, but someone will always find a way to take them up, we just need to get a piece of the pie."
This is not just used to make money, but also a weapon Li You is preparing to use against the Tianxia Group.
The most important things for Tianxia Group are heavy industry and various resource businesses.
The next day, in a hotel in Brazil, Choi Chang-ho started to adjust his clothes in front of the mirror when he received a call from Kang In-gu.
"Has Master Ai Yigu Jiang eaten yet?"
This is not a greeting, but a signal for communication.
"I'm having breakfast in the hotel alone. What time is my flight?" There was no one around Jiang Renjiu.
"My flight is at 9:30, and I was thinking of calling you before I leave."
"It's like this," Jiang Renjiu sighed, "I said I would pick you up at the airport today, but Jeon Yohwan said he would be responsible and asked me not to go. Isn't that a bit strange?"
"Yes, why is that?"
"He said if I showed up, things would get complicated, so you have to be careful."
Cui Changhao nodded, "Don't worry, everything will be fine."
Jiang Renjiu reminded: "There is one more thing that you may not know."
"When you come, remember to pay attention to your attire. After all, you are a smuggler. If you dress too formally, it will not be appropriate."
"I understand. I will be careful about what I wear."
After hanging up the phone, Cui Changhao looked at his dark shirt in the mirror, pursed his lips and shook his head.
He changed into a floral shirt and put on sunglasses, then nodded with satisfaction at the mirror, picked up his suitcase and set off.
The plane soon landed at an airport in Suriname.
There is no terminal at the airport, only some simple facilities.
The plane stopped on the runway, the crew lowered the ladder, and the passengers began to disembark.
On the runway, many airport staff wearing white shirts stood in two rows, with a black car parked in the middle.
Park David was sitting on the front of the car. He saw Choi Chang-ho, wearing a floral shirt and big sunglasses, walking towards him from a distance. He was sure that this must be Gu Sang-wan.
Cui Changhao took a look at the grand battle here and understood it in his heart.
He walked to the center and was greeted by David Park, who was dressed in a white suit. "I am David Park, Pastor Jeon's consulting lawyer, and this is Deacon Lee Sang-jun."
Choi Chang-ho and Park David shook hands. "I'm Gu Sang-man, who works in international trade."
He looked at the two of them with a smile, memorizing their faces, "You are really pleasing to the eye."
As he spoke, he coughed up some phlegm, turned his head and spit it to the right, then took a cigarette and lit it.
"Just give me your passport," David Park said with some disdain, "I'll go through immigration formalities and use the super fast lane."
Cui Changhao exhaled a puff of cigarette and shrugged, "I deeply feel the power and glory. Give."
Park David took the passport handed over by Choi Chang-ho and handed it to Lee Sang-jun next to him without even looking at it.
"Come this way, please."
Cui Changhao followed Park David and turned to walk towards the car behind. When he passed by the airport staff and police, the leading police officer shouted, "Salute!"
There were two scantily clad women next to them, both white and graceful, with the popular big wavy hair and their breasts swaying.
Cui Changhao walked past these people with a smile on his face. He got into the spacious three-row car and looked at the two women who squeezed in with some surprise.
"Girls, serve him well," Park David sat in the passenger seat casually, not looking at Choi Chang-ho who was entangled by two women.
“It’s fucking awesome.”
“.”
At the front of the convoy were two police cars, clearing the way for the two cars, and when they arrived at the manor, the police cars drove straight away.
Two black cars stopped in front of the building in the manor, and Choi Chang-ho was fastening his belt when the door opened.
Park David led the way, and the two walked into the first floor of the mansion one after the other. Lee Sang-jun, holding Choi Chang-ho's fake passport, went to check his background.
"Ai Yigu, has our Master Jiang eaten yet?"
Choi Chang-ho hugged Kang In-gu who came over.
"There's nothing good to eat here," Jiang Renjiu shrugged, raised his hand to introduce Jeon Yo-hwan next to him, "This is Pastor Jeon Yo-hwan, and this is President Gu Sang-man."
"Under God's guidance, we finally meet. I'm honored," Cui Changhao extended his hand.
Jeon Yo-hwan smiled and held both of their hands, "Hallelujah, thank you for coming all the way here, can I come in now?"
Cui Changhao nodded.
On the way in, Choi Chang-ho pretended to lament, "It would be great if Pastor Jeon could come to Brazil this time."
He rubbed his hands on his chest and said, "That place is a man's paradise."
Jeon Yo-hwan smiled and rubbed his hands. "I'm a pastor, so I can't go to places like that. But I'm very curious."
After they sat down, they chatted and laughed for a while before Choi Chang-ho said, "As you know, Southeast Asia's GDP has recently increased along with the economic growth of mainland countries."
"At the same time, the demand for drugs in those Southeast Asian countries is also growing rapidly."
Jeon Yo-hwan nodded in agreement. He could become the godfather of cocaine, of course he didn't just sell it casually. He had done rigorous market research. "But... Hasn't the consumption of cocaine on the Korean Peninsula always been quite low?"
"This is because the quality of the drugs sold to the Korean Peninsula is not very good, and is even inferior to the better quality methamphetamine."
As an agent of the National Intelligence Service, Choi Chang-ho knows a lot about the inside story. "On the Korean Peninsula, rich people line up to buy Mercedes-Benz and Chanel. This is the power of luxury goods."
"Pastor Jeon, now it's time for Colombian cocaine."
Jiang Renjiu said appropriately, "Once we have secured the supply of cocaine in one go, we plan to not only sell it on the Korean Peninsula, but also to ship it to other parts of Asia."
At this time, Li Xiangjun, holding the passport, rushed over and whispered a few words to Quan Yaohuan, and Quan Yaohuan's face changed.
"I guess President Gu must be tired after coming here by plane?"
"First class, I'm fine."
"Travel fatigue can be fatal," Jeon Yo-hwan's smile faded, and he looked at Byeon Ki-tae behind him, "Missionary, take them to rest first."
The atmosphere here suddenly became quiet, but the two still followed Byeon Ki-tae to the first floor of the mansion, to a very simple room that didn't even have a window.
But it's still spacious, with a TV, sofa and two beds.
As soon as the door was closed, Choi Chang-ho took out their National Intelligence Service's mobile phone, which had special detection software on it to detect eavesdropping devices.
"Shit..." Jiang Renjiu cooperated with him and shouted, "It's so fucking depressing here. There's not even a window. Are they monitoring us?"
"Maybe he's afraid that the sunlight will wake you up, so he wants you to have a good sleep," Choi Chang-ho slowly scanned the entire room.
(End of this chapter)
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