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Guadalajara, Mexico.

While talking, Ding Ze and the other four walked to an entrance leading to the underground.

Pablo waved his hand to one of the men guarding the entrance, who immediately opened the entrance.

There is a stone staircase under the entrance, and Ding Ze and the four of them slowly walked down the stone staircase.

There is a lot of space down there.

A bunch of men and women are working hard making flour.

Pablo was not stingy. There were ventilation, air-conditioning and other facilities in the factory. Generally speaking, the situation down there was not bad and it was not uncomfortable to stay there.

Ding Ze took two masks and handed one to Janet.

Wearing masks, the four of them walked slowly.

After walking around and looking around, the four of them returned to the ground and sat by the pool.

Dingze took out his cigars and gave one to each of Pablo and Amado.

Flour, to be honest, is too terrible. In a few years, it will gradually withdraw from the stage of history and change from a mainstream product to a low-end product.

So, what could replace flour and be hugely profitable?

Not Malaysia.

But the rock candy that Comrade Lao Bai is good at.

Ding Ze smoked a cigar, thinking about Lao Bai, and realized that it had indeed been a long time since he had been to Albuquerque. It seemed that he had to make time to go there, meet Uncle Fried Chicken again, and let Uncle Fried Chicken Officially expand the rock candy business.

After thinking silently for a while, Ding Ze looked at Pablo and said, "Pablo, let's get down to business. So, you want to take over Colombia just like I did in Mexico?"

There are many ways to capture Colombia, but other methods are too time-consuming. Pablo couldn't wait any longer and nodded, "Well, I think it should be no problem."

Ding Ze smiled and said, "It's no problem to take it down. The question is whether we can control the situation after we take it down..."

"Mexico and Colombia are different."

"You probably don't want Colombia to become a drug country."

Pablo really didn't want to, he shook his head and said, "What do you mean?"

Ding Ze exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "You can seize power by force. But you have to have a legitimate reason. You can't just start a war out of the blue."

"In order to be able to secure the position of president in the future, this war must be a just war. You must make the common people think that you are a good hero for them."

“Ordinary people are very stupid.”

"What should I do?" Pablo asked.

"The Colombian government is very corrupt, right?" Ding Ze asked.

Pablo nodded, "Yeah."

"Then find a way to expose their corruption, and expose the truth, or the fabricated truth, to the general public..."

"You can acquire some media, or establish some media, launch a group of 'heroic' reporters who are not afraid of power, let those reporters show up, use words and words to expose the truth, and madly attack the government."

"This kind of attack must be fast and fierce, and it must be overwhelming all at once."

"After that, the government must take action, either hold a press conference to explain, or send people to kill those reporters."

"If it's the latter, you're in luck... If it's the former, it's easy. We'll arrange for some people to pretend to be government officials to kill those reporters."

"In short, those reporters must die."

"After you died, you immediately stood up, represented the people, crusaded against the government, and sent troops to Bogota."

"Can you understand what I'm saying?"

Pablo took a long drag on his cigar!
I can understand it, but it’s so understandable!

To put it simply, the people are stupid, so they have to create a huge scam to trick the people to their side, and then start a war to take over Colombia.

Although the execution of this plan involves many details, if it is executed well enough, the effect will be absolutely amazing! In this case, Pablo couldn't help but get excited, "I understand, let's do it!"

Ding Ze grinned, "Pablo, once you embark on this path, you can't look back. You have to think about it."

Pablo's greatest wish has always been to become the president of Colombia and make Colombia a better place.

Therefore, Pablo had already thought about it and nodded without any hesitation, "The worst case scenario is death, no problem."

"Mr. Ding, what should we do specifically?"

Ding Ze smiled brightly, "After I return to the United States, I will find a group of people to go to Colombia to cooperate with you to complete this scam."

"You are responsible for arranging media and reporters. They must be Colombians, not foreigners."

"Besides that, you have to use your money to recruit soldiers and horses, bribe those who need to be bribed, pay tribute to those who need to be sacrificed, and recruit more dead soldiers who don't care about their lives!"

"This is war. What we need are professionals, not crooked people. Quantity is important, but quality is more important."

"I will quickly deploy my men and weapons to Bogota and its surrounding areas..."

Ding Ze said it all in one breath.

Pablo listened very carefully.

Time passed quickly, and the two of them drank wine and smoked cigars, and decided on the capture of Colombia.

Finally, Ding Ze added with a smile, "Pablo, maybe there is no need to say this, but in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I will say it anyway."

"I have to pay a lot to seize Colombia by force, so I need to be rewarded after it is done."

Pablo is a smart man and can completely understand this. He immediately nodded and agreed, "Of course."

"That's good, then you should execute it as soon as possible." After that, Ding Ze looked at his watch, "It's almost time, I have to leave, and I have to meet the bosses of the plaza, talk to them, and solve the problem. A little trouble."

"Okay, Mr. Ding, I'll see you off," Pablo stood up quickly, extremely polite.

About ten minutes later.

Ding Ze and others got in the car.

The motorcade drove towards Guadalajara city.

In the car, Janet was a little curious and asked Ding Ze, "What do you want from Colombia?"

Ding Ze smiled slightly, "With a white glove, Colombia will not be like Mexico. From now on, Mexico will be responsible for doing the dirty work, and Colombia will be responsible for the facade."

"To put it more simply, in the future, Colombia will deceive neighboring countries, and once the deception takes the bait, Mexico will fight."

Janet: "...One white face and one black face?"

Ding Ze smiled and nodded, "Yes, that's it."

"You are such a super evil man," Janet commented with a slight frown on purpose.

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Ding Ze heard this and raised his eyebrows to scare Janet.

Janet was not embarrassed at all, she smiled brightly and was very naughty.

The two of them were talking and laughing.

Amado, who was in charge of driving, quietly took a look through the rearview mirror and really wondered how these two people could always do so well.

really weird.

Amado decided to find an opportunity to ask Ding Ze for advice.

time flies.

Ding Ze and others arrived at the American Hotel.

In the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, all the bosses of the plaza, including Isabella, have been waiting for a long time. (End of chapter)