Red Alert: I am a sheikh in the Middle East

Inside the manor house.

The reception has just started, and the dinner is in the form of a buffet. Several dining tables are placed around the banquet hall, and the food is quite rich.

A gramophone plays European music.

The empty space in the middle was used as a dance floor, and there were already two couples of young people dancing on the dance floor.

Standing in the corner with two crab legs on his plate, Zhang Ga sighed, "There are so many people!"

In this banquet hall, there are more than 30 men, women and men.

And they all have Chinese faces.

"Chinese are all over the world." Li Yiman said casually, "Just here in Ervinia, at least there are dozens of them."

At this time, a door on one side of the banquet hall opened.

Peterson, who was wearing an evening gown, was walking out side by side with a black young man, immediately evoking the warmest cheers in the banquet hall.

All the people attending the banquet moved towards him in unison.

Peterson has a long face, and his eyes are always squinted subconsciously, giving people a serious impression.

At this time, he raised his hand to greet everyone, but his ear was sideways listening to the black young man, so he was a bit absent-minded when greeting.

"Mr. Peter, you should pay attention to this matter." The black young man covered his mouth and whispered, "It's best to end the banquet now!"

Peterson's expression changed a few times, and he looked at the people around him. There were many familiar faces, and one of them was the one he wanted to see the most.

So after weighing for a while, Peter Sun whispered to the black young man: "The banquet can't end, I believe in your level."

After finishing speaking, he patted the black young man on the shoulder, and then strode straight towards Gao Qiang.

……

"pat, pat..."

In the alley, the front windshield of the modified jeep is still under the beating of water droplets.

The two black and thin young men in the car remained silent.

They are like two static black stone sculptures, sitting motionless on the car seat.

At this moment, three black youths, wearing dirty and torn hooded sweaters, walked on the street.

The hats of the three of them were all on their heads, and they walked towards the modified jeep with a clear goal.

"Dong dong dong."

Walking to the door of the jeep, one of them knocked on the glass of the car.

"crunch-"

The car glass was shaken down by the black and thin young man in the driver: "The gun is in the back seat!"

The black and thin young man spoke concisely.

Then the door clicked and the lock popped open.

The three black youths opened the rear door without speaking.

There were four guns in the back seat.

A short-barreled nozzle, an automatic rifle, and two submachine guns.

On the damaged foot pads, there were still several earthen grenades rolling down.

After getting into the car, the three youths took their guns and sat in the back seat without saying a word.

"pat, pat..."

The water droplets were still falling, but the five people in the car all stared ahead without any reaction.

……

"This is Boss Zhang." Gao Qiang chatted with Peterson for a while, and then specially pulled him to Zhang Ga's side, and introduced him to them.

Zhang Gazheng and Sanpao were eating lamb chops, when they heard this, they quickly wiped their hands and shook hands with Petersun.

Although he didn't know why this boss Gao was so enthusiastic about him, he still nodded his head thankfully to Gao Qiang.

"Boss Sun, hello." He wiped his mouth and said with a smile.

Peter Sun quietly took out his handkerchief, rubbed his hands behind his back, and said politely: "Boss Zhang, I haven't asked for advice yet, what kind of business does Boss Zhang do?"

"Hehe, do everything." Zhang Ga said with a smile, "Dump oil, coal mines, and ammunition, all of them."

Petersun was taken aback, looked Zhang Ga up and down again, and said in disbelief: "This...Your Excellency is a colleague?"

"No." Zhang Ga waved his hand, "I am the first-hand producer."

Peterson lost interest in an instant.

It's not because he looks down on the producer, on the contrary, if he dares to say that he is first-hand, at least he must have an oil field, a mine, and a military factory!

Personally, this is basically impossible.

So Peterson didn't believe it at all.

It's not against the law to be a braggart, but you have to brag about it, even if I want to believe you for Representative Gao's sake, I can't convince myself!

Peterson didn't know how Gao Qiang met this guy, but he was sure that Representative Gao must have been deceived by this guy.

At this moment, Li Yiman came over, and pulled two thick oysters from his clean and clean plate to Zhang Ga's oil-stained twisted plate.

When Petersun saw her, he couldn't help being startled, and asked in surprise, "Isliman?"

Li Yiman nodded and said with a smile, "Peter, it's very lively here."

But Petersun, like a dog meeting a goddess, left Zhang Ga and Gao Qiang behind, approached Li Yiman with a flattering smile and said, "Why don't you tell me when you come, so I can send a car to pick you up."

"Bring a friend over." Li Yiman pointed to Zhang Ga, "My boss."

Petersun turned to look at Zhang Ga again, frowned, then pulled Li Yiman aside, and said in a low voice, "Why is that liar your boss? Let me tell you, you'd better stay away from him."

Chapter 110 The gangster on the modified jeep!

Li Yiman blinked and said strangely: "Why, why is he a liar?"

"Have you seen his company? Have you seen his transactions? Have you seen his account?" Peterson output three times, a little excitedly, "Now there are all kinds of liars out there, who boast that they have oil fields , Those who have mines, and those who boast that they have military factories, are definitely fake!"

Hearing what he said, Li Yiman probably knew why Peterson thought Zhang Ga was a liar.

"I've seen his company..." Li Yiman said with a smile, "I've also seen his transactions. I didn't check the account, but I don't need to."

Did see companies and deals.

Not only have I seen it, the company was registered by Li Yiman herself, the office space was rented by her, and even one and a half employees were hired by her.

The deal was the one that led to the relationship she was looking for, and it was she who traveled all the way to Dawn City to seal the deal in the end.

Others can think that Zhang Ga is a liar, but she can't.

Because if Zhang Ga is a liar, then she is an accomplice...

Peterson, however, was a little dazed.

There is a company, there is a transaction, normally there should be no doubts.

But Peterson had preconceived it, and felt that it was impossible for this to happen!

So there is only one possibility: Li Yiman was brainwashed!

On the other side, Gao Qiang pointed to Peterson, who was trying to persuade Li Yiman not far away, and asked strangely, "What's going on?"

"How do I know..." Zhang Ga shook his head, grabbed the oyster and stuffed it into his mouth.

On the side, Sanpao had almost finished eating half of the roast lamb, and a few ribs were scattered on the plate.

Scanning around while eating, the security guard acted like a thief.

However, Li Yiman didn't bother to listen to Peterson's nonsense anymore, and walked to the fruit table beside him, took two pieces of watermelon and a small bunch of grapes, put them on a tray, and delivered them over.

Peterson persuaded Zhang Ga all the way, followed until he was in front of Zhang Ga, and then he closed his mouth and glanced hostilely at Zhang Ga.

However, Goose Li Yiman acted as if he didn't hear it, and pulled the fruit slices on the plate to Zhang Ga's plate.

Peterson was so angry that smoke came from his nostrils, but there was nothing he could do.

At this time, a man and a woman each brought a glass of champagne and walked over.

Zhang Ga looked up, and it turned out to be Chen Zicheng and Dai Ling.

"Mr. Sun, nice to meet you." Chen Zicheng handed over a business card and introduced himself a little excitedly: "My name is Chen Zicheng, from Hongshan Mining. Our company recently fell in love with the Mega Iron Mine in Ethiopia and is going to come in and bid , I hope Mr. Sun can help us connect, the commission..."

Peter Sun suddenly raised his hand to interrupt him, and said with a smile: "Hongshan Mining, right? I've heard of you for a long time, ha ha. I just happen to have a bidding quota in my hand, but I still have some important things to deal with for the time being. We will make another appointment tomorrow." Is there a time?"

Chen Zicheng bent down quickly and said, "Okay, okay, then I'll bother Mr. Sun tomorrow."

"Okay." Peterson nodded.

Chen Zicheng retreated with Dai Ling tactfully.

Before leaving, Dai Ling couldn't help turning his head to look at the small group in the corner and Zhang Ga who was vaguely in the C position.

Although Zhang Ga's mouth is stuffed with fruit, it is not very elegant, and his clothes are more casual.

But Dai Ling felt that this might be someone who is really in a high position, but he doesn't stick to small details...

It's like Principal Wang's appearance of eating hot dogs, and he doesn't appear on the stage very much.

"What's wrong?" Chen Zicheng asked Dai Ling when he saw that he was walking slowly.

Dai Ling asked in a low voice: "Tell me, what exactly does that Boss Zhang do? That Mr. Sun said that he has to deal with important matters, could it be..."

Chen Zicheng turned his head and took a look. Zhang Ga was surrounded by several people and was still eating fruit recklessly.

"I can't tell..." Chen Zicheng pursed his lips and shook his head, "Let's ask someone later."

Dai Ling nodded.

At this time, a middle-aged man who also came to ask for help did not have a chance to talk to Peterson, so he took the initiative to chat when he saw the two of them went up to talk a few words just now.

Chen Zicheng and Dai Ling quickly cheered up, showed standard smiles, and chatted with the middle-aged man who claimed to be a civil engineer.

……

It was completely dark.

The alley was even darker, and the modified jeep was still parked quietly.

Only the dripping from the eaves has stopped.

The black and thin young man in the driver's seat suddenly raised his wrist, glanced at his watch, and said in a deep voice, "It's time."

He said and turned on the lights in the car.

The other five people in the car quickly cheered up, and began to lower their heads to disassemble the magazines, cocked the bolt, and began to check the firearms under the dim light.

After 20 seconds, the black youth who was using two submachine guns in the back seat also stopped. After checking the two submachine guns, they quietly placed them on the left and right knees.

"set off!"

The black and thin young man in the driver's seat whispered, started the car, kicked the accelerator and rushed out.

……

"Ding ding ding..."

Peterson stood in the middle of the dance floor, tapping the champagne glass with a small silver spoon in his hand, attracting everyone's attention and attention.

"Ahem." Peter Sun cleared his throat, looked around the crowd with a smile, and said loudly, "Thank you compatriots from all walks of life for appreciating this gathering. As the organizer and convener, I am very honored!"

"Clap clap clap..."

A burst of warm applause was generously given to the central figure in evening gown.

Zhang Ga also drummed his palms twice with great interest.

"Of course, it can be said that the people gathered here today are elites from all walks of life!" Peterson continued, "The purpose of our gathering is not only to get closer, but also to exchange resources. I have been in Africa for many years. Thanks to everyone, I can also Mixed in a little achievement.

"Today, I will make a start, and here I will take out the resources in my hand and share them with you..."

"Clap clap clap clap..."

The applause was even louder.