Help all mankind

The sun rose in the distance, and rows of people under the sun moved laboriously.

"Do they have a name?" The officer who waited until he was impatient looked into the distance and continued to chat with the person in charge Liang Shicheng.

"Peacemaker!" Liang Shicheng pronounced the name loudly.

The voice echoed in the open desert. At this time, the battle had ended and the wind had ceased, so his voice by himself seemed particularly clear.

"Oh? Then I hope you can bring real peace and prosperity to this area." The officer turned his head and looked expectantly at the simple and determined young man in front of him. For the time being, he could not feel a trace of cunning or shrewdness. , So the officer thought for a while and exhorted:

"Now the contract is given to you, but as a person who came over, I still hope to emphasize some experience to you.

As a businessman, if you want to settle down in such a place, you need to have a good relationship with the local warlord.

Our peace army has the banner of morality, but it often encounters secret calculations. As a company, your biggest advantage is that you are more flexible than us..."

The officer kindly and heartily gave some advice, and Liang Shicheng would not let down his hard work. In fact, he was prepared.

After another sweaty manual loading and unloading process, the convoy headed to a military base near a military base. The white armored vehicle of the Peace Corps led the team, and a group of large trucks followed by Liang Shicheng's company.

After the officer got out of the car, he was welcomed by the local soldiers. The key figure headed by the officer was the warlord Wallen, who had already greeted him before coming.

Then the officer introduced Waren to Liang Shicheng, and the two started the family mode and talked freely. However, compared to Liang Shicheng, who was mostly focused on scientific research, the expression of the old fried dough stick Warren was more enthusiastic. And exaggeration.

Before long, Liang Shicheng went straight to the subject and took Warren to the back of the big truck.

Zhou Ming hid in a hidden dark place, observing all this, and took out a cigarette.

His original cold expression, after Liang Shicheng lifted the canvas on the truck, he was surprised for a moment, and the just-lit cigarette fell out unsuspectingly.

Is it a Lamborghini, or a customized one.

What he was surprised was not the goods themselves, but that such valuable things would be packaged in such a hasty way.

"There are only two sets in the world, and this is yours." Liang Shicheng said politely in English that was not very neat.

After the meeting ceremony was delivered, even if today's work was complete, Wallen accepted the things readily, and the officer and the previous soldier got on the armored car in front.

Liang Shicheng returned to the truck, this time only he and Zhou Ming were left sitting opposite each other.

However, after the vehicle started, a silent Zhou Ming took the initiative to talk to Liang Shicheng.

"Well, it cost a lot this time, do you need such a big price?"

Liang Shicheng held the folder as a fan, and answered while fanning.

"Compared with our business, a sports car is nothing."

Zhou Ming folded his hands, lowered his head, resting his chin on his hands, and continued to ask, he seemed to be very interested in this question.

"However, as far as I know, it is a model that I have not seen before. It should be the latest limited model. It is not cheap."

"Well, it's actually nothing. The global limit is artificially regulated." Liang Shicheng said weakly while turning the luggage beside him, "Hey, I forgot to close the lid last time. The bottom is broken, there is no ice."

At this moment, his mind is completely out of this matter, and his current troubles are very different compared to others.

It was noon now, and the convoy was about to cross the hot desert again. Liang Shicheng opened the heat preservation box used to store ice and cold drinks and found that it was as hot as the inside of the car.

"This kind of thing must happen once." Liang Shicheng's expression immediately became a little tired, pearl-sized drops of sweat all over his forehead.

The memory goes back to a few months ago.

Liang Shicheng shouldn't have suffered this crime here. He could have been sitting in his low-key Lamborghini in this weather and enjoying the air conditioning.

It was a holiday that day, Guigui had originally started his short break to go shopping with his girlfriends, but suddenly received an emergency call from a branch company set up abroad.

After answering the call, she immediately planned to end the vacation. Seeing that the taxi could not be blocked on the street, she sent a text message to a special number.

"Little Y, please arrange a car to pick me up.

Don't choose Fengshen 35. The car is too high-profile. Get me the least valuable car in the company. The older the better."

Then Guigui came to the parking lot and was about to wait for the bus. The best friend followed all the way, intending to watch her leave.

"Forgot to tell you, I am working in a car company, and the company will arrange a cheap car to pick me up later. Don’t take it off if it’s too old.

Our company is very economical."

Just as Guigui explained to her girlfriend, her expression became more and more wrong, and she looked behind her,

"Hey, someone over there is watching us, isn't it him?"

Guigui immediately turned around and saw a black Lamborghini parked not far away. The window had been rolled down. The sneaky person in the car was Liang Shicheng, who was looking around at the moment.

Frozen for a long time, and rubbed his eyes. Guigui once again confirmed that the person in the car was his boss, so he had to go up, knocked on the glass, twisted his hand into a fist, and gritted his teeth in a low voice. :"What are you doing!"

Liang Shicheng was startled, only then did he find Guigui and put on an aggrieved expression.

The best friend saw Guigui walk up to the high-end sports car and talked with the person sitting in the driver's seat. She dangled her chin, took a picture with her mobile phone, and turned on the image search function.

Soon the intelligent search engine gave a reply, Lamborghini Poison, the market price is 90 million.

The girlfriend's cheeks trembled a few moments, she closed her mouth and swallowed the air.

Then she came over involuntarily, again carefully compared the searched picture on the phone with the car in front of him, and muttered blankly: "Is this Lamborghini poison."

Upon seeing this, Liang Shicheng put his hand on the steering wheel down and put his head out of the window slightly, and explained:

"Hello, this is not Lamborghini poison.

The scientific name of this car is Lamborghini pesticide."

Looking at Liang Shicheng's serious expression, the best friend suddenly had nothing to say, and continued to look at the high-end sports car.

Suddenly she saw something wrong. Just in front of the car, a little yellow tape was exposed. Looking closer, the car's license plate was taped on.

"Oh...I see, you found something to assemble this by yourself!" The best friend calmed down a bit, and looked for some details of Lamborghini poison on her mobile phone, and compared it with the car in front of it. It was discovered that although the outline is the same, there are still some slight differences. Generally speaking, the car seems to have been redesigned.

Liang Shicheng continued to say very seriously:

"Girl, you are right!"

Guigui nodded when he saw it, and put his mouth to his girlfriend's ear, and said softly:

"Uh, uh, then I'll go first, don't tell the traffic police about this."

In the embarrassed and sluggish expression of his girlfriend, Guigui got in the co-pilot of the car, closed the windows and fastened the seat belt, the car started, and the engine heard a dull and powerful sound.