Chapter 790

The black man was stared at by MOI.

Scared back two steps.

Seeing that the little abacus in his mind could not be made, he was not reconciled, but without MOI's nod, flotz would not be able to make the idea of the share. Chai Ren could not give him a dime.

Think about it.

Black people are a little bit frustrated.

The brain flies.

However, this is not an ordinary thing, but involves hundreds of millions of dollars. With his big black head, he can't think of a feasible method. At this moment, he is worried about his IQ.

"Well, what should you do? I'm a little tired." Moi leaned a little feebly on the sofa, which he used to like very much, but now he felt uncomfortable sitting.

He knows.

The decision to let these relatives run away immediately is likely to be the last straw to crush themselves. Once this matter is exposed, others will surely think: these people must be greasy, or what are you running for?

And he.

Moi.

All the dirty water will be hard to wash out.

But now he can't tell me how to stay in the DRC. The main thing is that this time things happened so suddenly, so fast, so that he didn't have time to react, so he was surrounded by a group of people and scolded.

These people have made up their minds.

Plus they don't really have a clean bottom.

Let's go.

Maybe there's some hope for the family.

Hearing this, MOI's relatives thought that things were really irreparable. After greeting MOI, they hurried away, prepared to go to ganguobu, and then transferred to other countries.

But for a moment.

Only the MOI and his wife are left in the house.

And a nanny.

"Is flotz really not coming out?" Asked MOI's wife, with red eyes. She had cried many times. Her eyes were a little red and swollen. Flotz was not the only one in their family, but the most favored one.

Flotz also had a brother and a sister who married to a large family in a neighboring country. Flotz's brother, who was a school official in the Congolese army, did not come back.

Moi didn't open his eyes.

"Not necessarily," he said, "these so-called evidences are basically fabricated. What the planners want is not flotz's life, but other things, but what I don't know at present."

Moi actually had a guess.

It's just inconvenient to talk with his wife, because it's useless to talk. She can't understand. His wife is just a housewife. If she can't understand more, it's easy to make her worry more.

"So what, what do they want, money?" Moi's wife said in a hurry.

Moi is speechless.

Money.

It's really a measure of everything.

Shook his head.

"No, it's not money that can plan this. You don't have to worry. Flotz is also my son. I'm as anxious as you are. I'll think of another way. Don't quarrel with me." Moi rubbed his head and his wife listened.

Close your mouth.

Moi is the pillar of the family.

She's never been an opinionated person.

。。。。。。

It's at a time when MOI is in a mess.

Chai Ren's plane has arrived in Shanghai.

And the soldiers received Tang Qing's villa, took a hot bath and ate the delicious food on the table. At this time, Tang Qing didn't come back until after school in the afternoon to start his weekend life here.

"Bareness"

One bite.

Dried the tomato and egg soup in the bowl.

Feel the round belly.

Chai Ren feels as if he is reborn.

He recalled this year. It was really exciting. At the beginning, Liu Qian and he were almost kidnapped in the United States, and almost became the food of wolves. It was precisely because of the purpose of the trip to the United States - iron ore.

He was kidnapped by Muriel.

And then in this country, because the mineral industry was almost caught, the experience can be described as thrilling and exciting. Even if he was a soldier, he was a little fluttering.

And every time life and death are at stake.

All have Tang Qing's friend's participation.

To save him every time.

He can live until now. When he thinks about it, Chai Ren chuckles. He didn't believe in any noble and lucky stars before, but now, he believes that Tang Qing is his lucky star and his noble.

Looking at the servants standing in the living room and the bodyguards standing upright outside, Chai Ren felt more relaxed than ever.

"Ding Ding Ding."

The phone rings..

"Dad." Chai Ren said with a smile.

"Come back." Chai Guoqiang said lightly that he had just called after the meeting.

"Well, I eat in Tang Qing's villa. He can only come back after school in the afternoon. I'll go back to the capital tomorrow and bring you some delicious food. Ha ha, you were really funny last time." Chai Ren laughs.

Last time he went back with Zheng Lin, he brought a lot of things, gave Zhan Xi some, and also showed filial respect to Chai Guoqiang. But when he ate, his father and son began to rob him. At last, Chai Guoqiang even had enough.

Chai Ren also saw his father for the first time.

It was a good time to make fun of it.

That's why.

Their food materials are basically transported by air from the greengrocer's shop in Qingyan city. There is no way. Who told others to open two stores? They can't open a branch, but even then, their food materials can't make the taste here.

Because Tang Qing said it.

Oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, onion, ginger and garlic wine are all specially made, and there are seafood and meat. Apart from Tangqing, there are no other places to sell at all. Moreover, Tangqing buckles every time, only treats, and resolutely refuses to send them.

Chairen can't help it.

"You boy, you brought me the rest." Chai Guoqiang laughed and said that he was not embarrassed. He had never eaten such delicious food. People like it. Is there any mistake?

"How could it be, Dad, I'm absolutely fresh." Chai Ren called for injustice.

A few more words were exchanged between father and son.

Chai Guoqiang suddenly said seriously, "have you read the news about the DRC now? Some people in the DRC point the finger at the use of funds for the sale of the mineral, which is out of control.

Now the media in the DRC are reporting a lot about their congressional funding and project approval. I didn't expect it to develop like this. No matter who is behind the scenes, they are playing a big game. What does Tang Qing say? "

The last sentence is the point.

Chai Ren said: "I know. I saw it after I got off the plane. At that time, I called Tang Qing. He just said that he was OK and had a good rest. He was in class at that time, so I couldn't ask more."

Chai Guoqiang was silent for a moment.

"In the evening, it's better for you to ask. If you have any information, please let me know." At present, the complexity of things is not only beyond MOI's thinking, but also beyond Chai's comprehension.

"I see." Chai Ren agreed.

。。。。。。

Afternoon.

Tang Qing and Lin Jiaxue return to the villa.

After dinner.

Lin Jiaxue went upstairs to do her homework.

Chai Ren asked about the situation in the DRC.

“。。。 That's the way it is. The situation there is very chaotic now. I can't understand it. I don't think MOI can understand it. You said it was OK. Can you tell me why? If it's not convenient. "

Tang Qing is drinking tea at this time.

Listen to Chai Ren's question.

Tang Qing ponders for a moment.

Decided to let in a little bit of information.

Otherwise, it's not a matter for Chairen to be kept in the dark every day.

"I can tell you something about this, but keep it a secret. Now all the chaos there is mainly someone coveting the position of President Congo, who wants to pull MOI down.

By the way, I'm also going to pull Witte down. I can only tell you that the people behind the scenes are very powerful in the DRC. You can't ask who it is. We can't say that we can't be burned if we are honest in business. "

Tang Qing didn't say it all, until he ordered it.

But listening to Chai Ren's ear, it vibrated like thunder.

Tang Qing knows too much.

Chai Ren is very curious about who is playing such a big game of chess, but Tang Qing said not to ask. He didn't ask wisely, just a little worried about the safety of froze, so Chai Ren hurriedly asked: "what about froze? Will he be all right? "

Tang Qing shook his head and said, "flotz is just the beginning of the game. Although it's very important, it's only the beginning of the game. It's hard to say anything else, but he has no reason to die. As for the final situation, it depends on the development of the situation. I'm not a prophet, but there's a great chance of safety."

Finish.

A meal.

Tang Qing's face showed a mysterious smile.

"Good play, it's just beginning."