Desperate Hacker

Chapter 458 The Thin Line of Life and Death

"Old Chen, Lao Luo said that he was helping a friend this time. He met a man on the road. We want to meet that guy. Can you do us a favor?"

"What's the deal?"

"I know you know an arms dealer named Butt. It is said on the Internet that the riots in the Lyman area were the arms provided by him behind the scenes! If it is convenient, can you ask him to send a message to those arrogant warlords? Has the Shanglin man been released?"

……

When Chen Qingfeng answered the phone, Wang Ziran was telling him that Wang Xingyao would be coming over in two days.

Because the phone suddenly mentioned something that cannot be known to the outside world.

So Chen Qingfeng instinctively walked to the balcony and locked Wang Ziran in the room.

"Hey! Say it again? There was someone next to me just now, so it's not convenient to ask!"

"Lao Chen! Here's the thing, didn't Lao Luo bring his friends to Dubai for treatment! When we had dinner with him yesterday, we asked him about the situation at that time, and then I found out that there was a group of people here in Africa. People come here to mine gold? That’s what I think, let’s see if we should start a gold recycling business?”

"Recycle gold?"

"Boss, this is my idea! Gold is worth about the same as the US dollar. It is definitely a hard currency. We have some gold in our hands, which can definitely play an unexpected role when necessary. And the key is that gold is here in Africa. As long as we deal with the local government, we can turn some income into legal, which is equivalent to opening up another legal business for us. When a certain scale of gold is collected, we can use this as a basis to explain some of the things we have now. Funds from unknown sources..."

On the phone, Zhou Yaojie tried his best to explain clearly what he wanted to do in a way that Chen Qingfeng could understand.

When Chen Qingfeng heard the last sentence, he quickly understood what Zhou Yaojie meant.

It seems that Lao Zhou just wants to be a middleman to make the difference.

The reason is simple. People from Shanglin come here to dig gold mines, which is different from those international mining giants.

Southwest Province is considered the province with the lowest income in the country.

The economic ranking and gdp ranking are not high.

And the land there belongs to the unique hilly areas of the south.

The paddy fields planted cannot produce much food in a year.

Therefore, it is almost an inevitable choice for local people to go out to work.

When going out to work, the biggest thought of southerners is to return to their hometown.

If you want to understand this idea, go to the south and take a look at the super mansions that look like bunkers but are empty.

Those were the buildings built by southerners who went to Southeast Asia and returned to their hometown after working hard outside.

Most of them are built for the folks to see!

To put it simply, their demand is to make money abroad, then convert it into RMB when they return home, and keep their consumption at home.

These people are different from the many Wenzhou people who have immigrated overseas.

They are the ones who will eventually return to their roots.

After those foreign investors make money in the country, they have to convert it into US dollars and transfer the assets out.

So there are basically two sets of accounts inside and outside.

Chen Qingfeng's money in China is basically RMB assets.

However, if you transfer money from abroad into China and then transfer it out again, it will be very difficult.

If he buys the Shanglin people's gold here, then waits until the other party returns to China, and then pays the gold directly in RMB at home, it will be a hugely profitable deal.

Although Zhou Yaojie didn't say it explicitly just now, Chen Qingfeng had been hanging out with Liu Suote for so long, so how could he not understand the key point here?

……

"Old Chen! What do you think?"

"I don't have any objections? I can't stop what you decided even if I wanted to, and it sounds like a good idea to me! However, people like Butt are more dangerous. I won't feel completely at ease if I cooperate with him... …”

Of course Chen Qingfeng would not be arrogant enough to think that he could command the King of War.

However, the other party owed him a favor. Chen Qingfeng felt that it would not be a problem from a moral perspective to help him a little this time. "That's great, Lao Chen! We just came up with this road, but if you can't deal with those people in Bute... it might be more dangerous..."

"Okay! I'll call right now..."

……

After Chen Qingfeng hung up the phone, he didn't hesitate at all. He chose to let Duke come forward to resolve the matter.

However, Chen Qingfeng did not mention gold, but asked Duke to ask customers to find the whereabouts of those Shanglin people.

……

Lyman area…

"Ah... no, no, please let me go, please let me go, ah..."

At night, a girl's heart-rending shouts came from overhead, as well as a group of men's crazy teasing laughter.

At this time, dozens of Chinese were imprisoned in a water prison, with wooden fences above their heads.

The distance from the feet to the top of the head must be almost two meters.

All the people were standing in a deep pit, which was full of turbid and smelly sewage.

So much so that there is no place for people to squat down or lie down to rest.

Everyone can only stand together, only in this way can the physical fatigue be relieved.

But when they heard the woman screaming outside, they were thinking about what happened to them.

There was fighting in the Lyman region.

All foreigners here are now prey to the entanglement between rebels and government forces.

The rebels seized the foreigners, thinking they were a bargaining chip to blackmail the government troops into retreating.

The government forces believed that the judgment this time was obviously caused by foreigners. Since the tribe had been beaten to the point where it was almost unable to fight back, why did it suddenly become stronger and stronger.

Therefore, those who stay in this area, whether they are coming to do Doctors Without Borders, volunteers, or gold diggers and mercenaries like them, are now the prey of both sides.

Several more gunshots were heard outside.

The screams suddenly disappeared.

Then there was a burst of permeating footsteps overhead.

Suddenly, the wooden fence above the head was opened, and immediately, the black people began to come down to arrest people.

"Little tiger, little tiger..."

"Brother, save me...brother, don't let them take me away..."

"Xiaohu...Uncle, please help me say a word, uncle!"

Several people were on blind dates, and all these young people were brought out by the old uncle.

Now I see the young people from my hometown being taken away like this. When they come back, there is no possibility of them being alive.

The old uncle immediately regretted and beat his chest.

"It's all my fault! Why did I bring you out when I had nothing to do!"

"A few of you! If you want to take me away, take me away. I'm old now, so I'll leave some of them alive!"

Several black men pushed the old uncle into the sewage.

Although the thin Shanglin people are capable, they are absolutely no match against the black men who are as tall and powerful as cattle.

Suddenly, there was a gunshot from above, making everyone stop!

(End of this chapter)