Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Evening, St. George's, Green Building.

Because it is close to the equator, it has become noticeably hot here in May. It is like a steamer during the day and only becomes slightly cooler after nightfall.

Tonight, Du Weiguo sat down steadily for a rare time and had a reunion dinner with everyone.

The scale of the dinner was not large. The rosewood dining table for sixteen was only half occupied. There was not even a single outsider or guest. They were all close relatives who knew each other well.

In fact, Du Weiguo has quite a few old acquaintances in Guyana.

For example, the playboy Jenny is now stationed in Saint Zhidun, as well as the two rouge horses Anna and Nina, the gambling god Ghost King Ye who is in charge of Kunpeng, and Paris, the staff officer he personally recruited from Shate.

These people can barely be considered as our own people.

However, even if they were his own people, they had to be distinguished according to their closeness or distance, but Du Weiguo did not call them.

His trip to Guyana this time was top secret. So far, apart from these trusted confidants, the only outsider who knew about it was Reina. Even Miss Hu didn't know where he was.

Although Chunsheng had used his predictive ability to deny the possibility of the Vi Cult attacking Quiana.

At the same time, Hanwen also developed Kirin smoke that could restrain corpse fog and vipers, and he also solemnly guaranteed that it was foolproof.

But even so, Du Weiguo still felt heavy in his heart and did not let down his guard.

There is always a chance of something happening, especially with an organization as treacherous and evil as the Viper Cult. There is no guarantee that they won't have some unexpected moves.

Du Weiguo's mentality is somewhat conflicted now. He doesn't want the Viper Cult and the Leeches to come to Guyana to do evil and ruin the prosperous situation.

At the same time, I hope that when they come, I can kill them all in one fell swoop and completely eliminate them. Even if it costs some price, it will be worth it.

Having experienced many ups and downs, Du Weiguo's character has long been tempered as hard as iron, and he has also learned to make choices.

However, he did not want to pass this heavy burden on to the people of Quiana, and it was only natural for them to get together and have fun after not seeing each other for a long time.

Now that life is better, dinner is naturally astonishingly sumptuous.

There were all kinds of things, including those flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the sea. The more than ten-meter-long table was filled to the brim with them, almost overflowing.

St. George's is now extremely wealthy. Dozens of large and small cargo ships arrive at the port every day, bringing all kinds of products from all over the world.

The chef in charge of dinner is still Du Nan. Although he is a Tibetan giant over 2 meters tall, he is a meticulous person and can cook delicious dishes.

As for those who help out in the kitchen, they are Du Tie and Du Lan.

At this point, I have to digress. Although the evil spirits are the real masters of Quiana, they are rich enough to rival a country.

However, they still maintained their simple habits. Guo Fu and her companions did not spend money lavishly on wine and women, and they did not even hire a servant. They did everything by themselves.

Even the youngest Duhani usually has to help with chores within his ability, such as washing vegetables, dishes and mopping the floor.

The main point is that the evil gods do not keep idle people.

"Come on, Brother Su Li, Hanwen, Guo Fu, Chunsheng, Xiaolan~~"

Du Weiguo sat on the main seat facing north, holding a glass of wine, and stood up. He called each person's name in turn, and said in a full voice:

"I am a wandering person. Quiana is my home, and you are all my family. I am away from home all year round and cannot take care of my family. I rely on you to support me.

Although I only took a quick look this time, I was shocked by the changes in Saint George Town. This is the result of everyone's joint efforts. "

After a pause, Du Weiguo raised the wine glass in his hand and said loudly:

"Thank you all for your hard work! Come, let's drink this cup together!"

"cheers!"

Everyone raised their glasses, came close to him and clinked their glasses together. Everyone's face was flushed and they were in high spirits.

They are the evil gods, and the original and purest evil gods. Du Weiguo is the evil god, their backbone.

Even though they were doing very well in Quiana and it was no exaggeration to say that they were omnipotent, they were still worried and empty without Du Weiguo around.

Now that the Dinghaishenzhen has finally returned, they can finally put their hearts at ease.

Du Nan's cooking skills are quite good, comparable to those of a great chef, and his wine is also good, Yushan Moutai that came across the ocean from Taiwan Island.

Everyone enjoyed the meal very much. They ate until the sky was dark and the sun and moon were dim. They ate from the time the lights came on until the moon was at its highest point in the sky. I don't know how much wine they drank.

At the beginning, everyone was a little restrained due to Guo Fu's tyranny. Normally, she would not allow these little guys to drink, even Hanwen had to drink secretly.

But after a few glasses of liquor, and with Du Weiguo keeping her in check, Guo Fu didn't dare to act arrogantly in front of him, and everyone let loose.

Everyone was drunk, even Du Hani, who was drinking for the first time, drank half a catty, except Du Weiguo and Su Li.

Du Weiguo has an abnormal physique and has nothing to do with humans now. For him, being able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk is not a particularly exaggerated adjective.

As for Su Li, although he is not a person with special abilities and his physique is not as good as these perverts, he is an old fox who has become a master, and also a veteran in the world.

It's not difficult to get away unscathed from a group of immature brats.

As the night deepened, the sultry St. George's finally became cooler.

"I don't smoke this. I've been in the rain forest for so long that I'm used to smoking cigars now."

In the corridor outside the Green Building, Su Li rejected the President Kunpeng handed to him by Du Weiguo and took out a Cohiba cigar from the cigarette box in his arms.

Du Weiguo picked up the blowtorch from the coffee table and helped him light the cigar.

"Yes, real big shots all smoke cigars. Only a poor guy like me would treat cigarettes as treasures."

"Ha!" Su Li snorted coldly, and three streams of smoke came out of his nostrils and mouth at the same time.

"Come on, you're still broke? Who in the world dares to say that they have more money and power than you?"

Du Weiguo said teasingly with a smile:
"Brother Su Li, you look more like a big boss when you hold a cigar in your mouth. How about you become the president in advance?"

Upon hearing this, Su Li suddenly started coughing violently, and then he scolded unceremoniously:
"Get away! Du, don't give me that. Go find whoever you want. I still want to live two more years."

Su Li has never been a person who covets power.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to resolutely break away from a certain regime and live in seclusion in Hong Kong Island during the period of subversion.

He didn't have the ability to predict the future. According to the situation at that time, Jiang had the best of both time and place, and was almost certain to win.

"Hehe~" Du Weiguo was not angry, he lit a cigarette and said with a smile:

"Ah, those who are capable should do more work, Brother Su Li. The children are still young and cannot bear the burden. Besides, they don't have your extraordinary abilities, right?"

After a pause, he continued to fart:

“When I came back this time, I was really shocked by the changes in Guiana. I know it clearly in my heart, and it’s all thanks to you.

This is not something that can be achieved simply by hard work, brother, you have great talent, and you are the only one I can trust."

Du Weiguo's words were half true and half false. Su Li did give him a big surprise.

At the beginning, entrusting Quiana to him was indeed a helpless move. It was really because Du Weiguo's foundation was too weak and there was no one available.

To be honest, Du Weiguo didn't have particularly high expectations for Su Li. He just hoped that he could keep the stall.

Unexpectedly, Su Li was actually a man of both civil and military talents. Not only did he successfully build up the army, but he also made great progress in national construction.

"Get lost, get lost, stop throwing these sugar-coated bullets at me! Who are you trying to fool?"

As the old saying goes, flattery never wears out, even if it has a thousand holes. Although Su Li's words were still tough, he couldn't hide the smile in the corner of his eyes.

Du Weiguo shook his head:

"This is not a sugar-coated bullet, this is all from my heart. I know very well how much effort it takes to make Quiana what it is now."

At this point, he bowed to Su Li and said sternly, "Brother Su Li, you have troubled me."

"Alright, alright, what are you doing here? Why are you trying to stir up trouble with me? Let's get down to business."

Su Li felt a little uncomfortable. He dodged sideways and rubbed his hands awkwardly.

You have to know that the person standing in front of him and saluting him is the God of Death, who holds countless lives in his hands and is recognized as the number one person in the light and dark worlds.

He could hardly bear this courtesy. In the current world, those who could calmly accept Du Weiguo's bow could be counted on the handful.

"Okay, brother, go ahead and talk. I'm listening." Du Weiguo nodded and replied in a deep voice.

Just now, when everyone was eating and drinking, he received Su Li's subtle hint and knew that he had something to say.

Su Li didn't hesitate and said straight to the point: "Well, we have no money."

"What? No money?" Du Weiguo's face was full of surprise. He was really shocked.

How could they be out of money? Two years ago, Du Weiguo extorted a full $60 billion from the Freemasons. A few months later, Akira led several chaebol families to invest more than a billion.

Later, the Mitsui family and the Iwasaki family in Japan also invested hundreds of millions in Guyana, as well as more than ten billion in interest-free loans.

These are all real money, and the total amount added up is nearly 10 billion.

Guyana is just a poor little country. Before Du Weiguo came, its total population was just under one million. Even with its current population explosion, it is still only four million.

Even if hundreds of billions of dollars are divided among each person, there will only be a few thousand dollars left.

Besides, Guyana is not just exporting but also importing. The business in the Free Trade Zone is booming day by day and it is a cash cow that brings in huge amounts of money every day.

At the same time, a series of newly built factories, represented by the St. George Automobile Factory and the Arsenal, were also profitable, and they made considerable money.

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Su Li spread his hands and said confidently: "That's right, I just have no money."

Du Weiguo frowned tightly: "Where did the money go?"

He believed that Su Li was not corrupt. He didn't dare to do so and he was not that kind of person. Besides, he was an old bachelor with no children or even a wife. What was the point of being greedy for money?
However, his words were a bit ambiguous. Although Su Li was not angry, he rolled his eyes at him fiercely and counted on his fingers:

"You are a hands-off manager. You really don't know how expensive fuel and rice are. Building factories, buildings, roads, raising troops, conducting scientific research, building docks, and schools, resettling immigrants, which one is not a bottomless pit?"

Su Li was not talking nonsense. Guyana's previous foundation was too poor. To put it bluntly, it was only slightly better than the primitive tribe.

In just over a year, the impoverished Guyana was transformed into the pearl of South America, but the price was a massive investment regardless of cost.

Two words: smash!

Du Weiguo rubbed his fingers together after extinguishing the cigarette, and took the opportunity to calm his mind and quickly calculated:
"Even so, the population of Guyana is large enough. They won't run out of money in such a short time, right?"

"Yeah, that's right." Su Li exhaled the smoke and nodded:

"There is indeed some money left on the books now, about three billion, and a lot of the initial investment has begun to generate income. It won't be long before we can initially break even."

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo breathed a sigh of relief:

"That's what I'm saying, Brother Su Li, don't make jokes like this in the future. You scared me."

"Who the hell is kidding you?"

Su Li rolled his eyes in annoyance and made the number seven gesture:
"Large-caliber heavy artillery, dual-purpose heavy trucks, self-propelled rocket launchers, tractors, main battle tanks, small warships, and radar arrays."

Upon hearing about these great treasures, Du Weiguo's eyes lit up instantly and he was drooling with greed.

"Independently manufactured?" he asked anxiously.

"Of course." Su Li curled the corners of his mouth proudly.

"Fuck!" Du Weiguo was shocked.

What Su Li mentioned are all important military equipment, and also important equipment of a great power. Moreover, in order to produce these, there must be a supporting, mature, and complete industrial system behind them.

For example, steel mills, oil refineries, rolling mills, machine tool factories, precision instrument factories, rubber factories, gunpowder factories, etc.

This is no joke. Let alone anything else, the issue of seamless steel pipes alone is enough to stump 99% of countries today.

Being able to produce these independently, Quiana has the foundation for a strong country, or even the basis for hegemony.

Of course, the reason why he was able to complete the journey that others took decades to complete in just one year, in addition to having enough time to do so, was mainly because Du Weiguo's grandson robbed and seized countless ready-made results.

Citigroup's Oak Ridge National Laboratory, decades of accumulation by the Freemasons, the black technology in the hands of the KGB, and the century-long accumulation of the Japanese chaebols.

Each of them is a priceless treasure. Science and technology are the primary productive forces, and this is not an empty statement.

From this point of view, Su Li's ambition is much greater than Moran's. As expected, the head is determined by the butt. After all, being in charge of a country is what a national leader should have!

“As long as the money is in place, we in Guyana can make these things within three years.”

Seeing that Du Weiguo's face turned red with excitement, Su Li's eyes became more proud, and he continued to seduce in a faint tone.

"And with these, we can then develop airplanes, fighter jets, warships, submarines, missiles, even space satellites, and nuclear bombs."

"Really?" Hearing this, Du Weiguo's body trembled slightly with excitement.

"Of course it's true." Su Li nodded firmly.

Du Weiguo took out his cigarette box, lit a new cigarette, and smoked the whole cigarette in one breath. Then he asked in a deep voice. At this moment, his tone became extremely firm.

"Fuck! How much money do you need? Just tell me a number. Even if I have to sell everything I have, I will get the money for you."

"Hey~"

Su Li smiled, and at the same time he felt extremely relieved. Although his boss was young, he was very picky.

He was just about to speak when he suddenly felt a vibration in his pocket. He quickly took out something that looked like a pocket watch and took a look at it. His eyes immediately lit up.

"There's a message from Tianzhu!"

This pocket watch is a small electronic instrument, specially customized by Su Li, and directly connected to his confidential telecommunications room.

There are a total of 33 people, distributed in different regions, guarding the radio station 24 hours a day. Whenever there is a highly confidential telegram, he will be notified first.

"That should be the feedback from Kirin Cigarette. Let's go over there quickly!"

A moment later, in the center of Saint Georgetown, at the Guyana Ministry of Defense.

"How is it?" Su Li asked hurriedly when he saw Du Weiguo turned off the radio.

"Hahaha~ Reliable! Hanwen has done a great job!" Du Weiguo put down his headphones and laughed out loud.

Just now, he had a conversation with Miss Hu through the radio and confirmed the authenticity of the Qilin smoke's ability to restrain corpse fog.

Miss Hu is an absolute action-oriented person who does things in a swift and decisive manner.

As soon as she received the formula for Kirin cigarettes, she worked it out immediately and then dragged Lin Jiaojiao to try it out herself.

This time, the experimental subject she chose was the city of Anantapur, more than 100 kilometers north of Bangalore.

In the mountains outside the city, there is a fairly large Shiva temple, which is also a stronghold of the Shiva cult. It is medium in size and houses dozens of Shiva followers.

In order to allow the Kui Cult to be fully prepared and use its trump card, Miss Hu also specially sent a so-called elite Indian reconnaissance company as the vanguard to clear out the sect.

The result was not surprising at all. Nearly 200 scouts in the entire reinforced company became cannon fodder, and none of them came back alive.

Sure enough, not long after, a fog of corpses that covered the sky and the sun suddenly rose, and all the soldiers of the reconnaissance company, as well as the villagers of several nearby villages, turned into zombies.

Later, the well-prepared Miss Hu arrived on horseback, and purple smoke rose up, and with the help of a high-power blower, it swept towards the corpse fog in a mighty manner.

As the saying goes, add brine and tofu, and one thing will be reduced.

The thick corpse fog, as thick as milk, when it met the Qilin smoke, was like it met its natural enemy, and melted away like boiling soup poured over snow.

The corpses that were swept by the Qilin smoke also fell down in groups and turned into real corpses, without any sound.

Even if they were hiding in the temple, those orthodox followers of the Vi sect, when they met Qilin Yan, were like evil spirits seeing the sun.

They let out shrill and terrified howls and ran around desperately, trying to escape.

However, how could Miss Hu, who was so well-planned, give them a chance to escape?
She had been prepared for this. Purple smoke swept in from all directions, surrounding the entire temple.

Finally, these Viper followers were forced into a corner. With no other options left, they could only withstand the Qilin smoke and break out of the temple.

But at this moment, they were stumbling like weaklings, completely losing their former majesty.

Miss Hu verified the effect of the Qilin smoke and was too lazy to continue to fight with them, so she immediately ordered the helicopters to concentrate their fire and bomb.

The overwhelming metal storm instantly tore this group of inhuman and unholy creatures into pieces, leaving not even a single intact body left.

She remembered Du Weiguo's instructions and would never get close to him, let alone do it herself. (End of this chapter)