Azur Lane: I Crossed the Graduation Port Area

Chapter 124 The Iron Cross Fleet and the Head of State
When Lin Lan walked out of Luotao's port building, four iron-blooded ship girls immediately greeted her.

"Commander, you've wasted too much time on it."

The long black-haired Peter with a pocket watch in his hand escaped from the pocket of the loose windbreaker with a dark golden pocket watch, and said to Lin Lan in a slightly complaining tone.

"Isn't it necessary to arrange things clearly with him?"

Lin Lan looked at Peter with some fear.

This time-management master who seems to have obsessive-compulsive disorder has not forced him to become a self-disciplined person in the past three days.

Whether it's eating or sleeping, or going shopping in the city, give him the time card clearly.

It greatly cured Lin Lan's procrastination.

"Hmm, shouldn't we go back to our own port area as well? Command~Wait~Officer?"

Putting on a black jacket and jeans, the sexy beauty, the silver-haired Prince Eugen, looked at Lin Lan with a smile.

Before Lin Lan could speak, Blücher and the little black-haired loli Z16 had already thrown themselves into his arms.

"Commander! Go home, go home! Let's go home!"

Hugged by two enthusiastic ship girls, Lin Lan smiled helplessly and touched the heads of the two little girls, one big and one small.

He really wants to go back to the port area, but right now he has things to do.

Sun Dewang, calculating the time, he should arrive in Yalang City in these two days.

……

Lin Lan didn't have long to wait.

He, Peter and others had just returned to the newly rented luxury villa. As soon as they entered the hall, they ran into Akashi who was lazily lying on the sofa in the living room, using the phone here to call Sun Dewang.

Seeing Lin Lan and others who pushed the door open, the little profiteer immediately set the phone to hands-free mode.

"So, so, the Tomahawk military industry in this city has, already, been eradicated by you?"

At this time, the passenger ship that Sun Dewang was on had just arrived in Yalang City.

Standing at the seaside pier of Yalang City, which was devastated, he was watching the hired laborers help him unload the ship.

After receiving a call from Akashi, the unlucky old Sun Dewang was shocked by the childish words of the little profiteer, and his whole body trembled, and he even stuttered.

Lin Lan sat on the sofa beside Akashi, nodded to the profiteer, and signaled Akashi to continue talking.

At this time, the two little girls Z1 and Z2 happened to come down from the upstairs. After seeing Lin Lan, the two little girls happily threw themselves into Lin Lan's arms and dawdled affectionately.

But seeing that Akashi was on the phone, and Z16 on the side made a silent gesture to them, the two little lolis were also sensible and did not make a sound.

Peter, Eugen, and Blücher also sat on the sofa on the other side, quietly listening to Akashi's call.

Being watched by so many people at once, even a small profiteer feels a lot of pressure all of a sudden.

"Well~ you don't have to worry so much, meow, this city is just our meeting gift for you, meow."

The little cat-eared loli Akashi restrained her lazy look just now, pretended to sit upright, and even her tone became a lot tougher.

"However, I have been dismissed as the heir to the board of directors. Even if I have the heart, I can't afford this great gift."

Sun Dewang naturally understands that a city that currently lacks all high-level personnel is a piece of fat, but how can he eat it when he has been deposed?
Hearing this, Lin Lan took Akashi's microphone over, cleared his throat, and said hoarsely in the same tone as when he was wearing a mask and meeting Sun Dewang before:
"Based on your work experience in Tianou as the heir to the board of directors for so many years, I don't believe that you have no personal relationship with the old director on the board."

"If you can't eat it, then give him the city as a favor, and arrange someone from your group to act as the general agent."

After finishing speaking, Lin Lan paused, then added coldly in a murderous tone:

"And it can properly explain our existence and tell him for me. This is just the beginning."

"I think a person who can become an old director will be a smart person, and you, I think, will be a smart old director in the future."

"Now tell me, can you do it?"

Lin Lan's murderous words made Sun Dewang stunned.

It was indeed what Lin Lan said that he, Sun Dewang, had a personal relationship with Su Dong, who was on the board of directors.

He was able to stand out from the general agents in other cities at such a young age and be appointed as the heir to the board of directors of Tianou Group, thanks to the help from Director Su.

He thought about it carefully, and it was entirely possible for what Lin Lan said to come true.

Tian'ou Group is only looking for profit, and he believes that it is impossible for Su Dong to refuse this kind of business.

And the last sentence made Sun Dewang hear the implication, and his heart beat faster.

But, that sentence is just the beginning...

I looked around at the destroyed Tomahawk military buildings and the coastal defense guns by the pier.

Even under the sunshine of the pier, Sun Dewang still felt a shiver rising from his back.

Once he agrees, I'm afraid he will experience many unimaginable risks in the future.

This feeling of betting everything on this strange force on the phone made the obese Sun Dewang swallow his saliva.

Is it worth it?
He once read a book written by the old Dong who founded Tianou Group hundreds of years ago in Su Dong's mansion.

At that time, Tian'ou was just a small gang on the dock with only a few fishing boats.

But that old Dong insisted on relying on these few fishing boats to start from scratch, and forcibly made Tian'ou Group into the most powerful boat gang in the Western Continent at that time.

Later, with the development of science and technology, the United States of Oran slowly entered the industrial age.

Relying on the foundation laid by that old director, Tianou took the lead in investing in the shipbuilding industry with funds and monopolized the industry.

Only in the end did it slowly and formally become the Tian'ou Group, a large financial conglomerate with routes all over the world.

And in the book written by the old Dong, there is a sentence that impressed Sun Dewang very deeply.

"In my whole life, I gamble step by step. Since I have nothing left to throw away, what's the point of gambling with the devil?"

Thinking that I offended another old director in the chamber of commerce because of my quickness, I am afraid that it will be very difficult to return to the big city in this life.

Sun Dewang slowly clenched his fists, cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

Perhaps, this is the real gamble with the devil.

Just when Lin Lan was waiting impatiently, Sun Dewang's voice finally came.

"I understand, my lord. I will tell Old Dong about this, and I will do my best to serve you."

Hearing Sun Dewang's words, a sneer appeared on the corner of Lin Lan's mouth.

Only this kind of profit-seeking businessman is a good businessman.

And Tomahawk Military Industry and several other consortiums have obviously started to drift after overthrowing the Oran authorities.

"Very well, since that's the case, let my assistant continue to discuss other matters with you. Her words represent my will."

When Lin Lan was about to hand the phone back to Akashi, Sun Dewang's voice sounded from the microphone asking:
"My lord, my lord, what should I call you and your power?"

This is a very important question.

Lin Lan took the microphone back, and when he was thinking about what to name it, he noticed two cute Z-driven little loli sitting in his arms, staring at him with wide-eyed eyes.

The silver-haired Mr. Z1, and the appetiteless little black loli Z2 both had metal ornaments of the Iron Cross on their berets and chest clothes.

This gave Lin Lan inspiration.

"You can call us the Iron Cross Fleet."

"And for me... you can call me, Führer."

Lin Lan held back a smile and said this title.

After all, when he thought of the Iron Cross, he would instinctively think of this nickname.

It's too middle school, too shameful.

(End of this chapter)