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Chapter 200, Thailand, the cranky Dutch

This is a room without any decoration. The walls are simply covered with white paste, the cheapest light bulbs are hung on the ceiling, and the floor is even colder. It can be seen that if someone hadn't set up a table, a chair, and a simple bedding on the folding bed, it would have been lifeless.

At this moment, right in front of this table, a strong bald man was using the phone.

"According to the lady's request, I have built the company building. The price here in Thailand is very cheap. Even if I dig the seven-story basement, it will cost a total of 50,000 US dollars."

"In terms of business channels, I'm still exploring. Roanapra is not a simple city. It's easy to trade with locals, but if you trust me and deliver goods, it will take a little more time."

"The reliable news is that I have already found out the power layout of Roanapra, but there is no cross-border network here. I need to use FedEx to send you relevant information. As for the way to enable it, it is still the old method."

"Then we'll have a call next week."

After a few sentences, Daqi died of this international long distance.

Then, he looked out the window, and from here he could just look down at the sea and sky line in the distance.

This is a small coastal city in Thailand, close to Roanapura, Malaysia to the south.

This city is not visible on ordinary maps. Even if a small town with a diameter of only a few miles is missing, it will not attract many people's attention.

At least for international tourists.

For local Thais, everyone will do their best to avoid coming to such a city if necessary.

Fortunately, since this small city mainly relies on the foreign trade economy, it does not require domestic people to come here to work.

As for the so-called foreign trade economy

Daqi walked slowly to the window and looked out to the outside world.

The address of the Black Reef Trading Company was chosen to be on a hill at the edge of the city. From here, you can walk along the path in the opposite direction for a few miles and leave the city safely.

Almost the entire Roanapra was in Dutch's vision.

It was already late at this time, but the city was still filled with bright lights. It can be seen clearly that there were almost no more than three floors of buildings in the city, so looking down from the hillside, it seemed like we had come to a very ordinary small fishing village.

But if any outsider really thinks so, Dutch believes that he will definitely not survive for three days.

Smugglers, international wanted criminals, triads, Yamaguchi, soldiers and mercenaries from all over the world, the city's 80 population is composed of this group of people. Although ordinary people in the international community are unknown, as long as one person is a part of the underground world and is slightly above the level, he will know its existence.

Therefore, it is inevitable that the United States, the Soviet KGB, the causal MI6, and any large-scale intelligence agencies must have people stationed in Roanapura.

After all, many criminals they are wanting are hiding here.

What's more, I don't know how many conspiracies targeting the Western world were also born here.

At this moment, standing in the "office" on the fifth floor of the vinyl trading company, looking at this city that seemed to be an ordinary fishing village without any difference, Dutch fell into deep thought.

According to his employer, he was smuggling here.

But to be honest, is that lady really short of this money?

If Dutch was a little suspicious not long ago, then after reading the latest Times magazine, he completely understood.

He understood that Alice would never miss this little money.

Even if the smuggling business is world-class, its annual profit is nothing more than a billion US dollars, right?

Is it really necessary for her to risk being wanted by them to engage in this kind of industry indirectly?

And why must it be Roanapra?

In fact, it was the first time that Dutch came to this city. If he had a hundred questions before, then today, there were only ten questions left.

Roanapra is hell, but it is really heaven.

Slowly walking back to the table from the window, Dutch lowered his head and looked at the urban power distribution map he drew.

The Soviets had a territory in the city, but their power was not very strong. Because of their former American soldiers, Daqi had specialized in dealing with this group of people. Generally speaking, they were some soldiers who were suppressed under the centralized rule of the Soviet Union and had to live in this city. Considering that they had a drunken attitude every day, Daqi directly classified it as an ordinary soldier and a miscellaneous mercenary.

In addition, what makes Darqi laugh and cry is that even in this city full of scum, there is a Catholic church, but he has not yet "visited" there. In such a city, people like nuns can live safely in a well-known house, it is definitely not up to the power of the gods.

In addition, in this city, there are at least three Japanese gangs stationed, so there is no need to say much about the loud Yamaguchi group. The problem is that more than once, Dutch peeked at them to trade with several other groups of other gangs of the same race during the night. In the secluded area in the middle of the night, two groups of people paid money and delivered goods at the same time, and even used various ways of separating money and goods. This kind of plot that ordinary people can only see in police and gangster films is staged every night.

Then the extra attention of Dutch is the Triad.

As a location that is located from the headquarters of Xiangjiang, the power of the Sanhe Association in Roanapra is almost at its peak. After all, they have tens of thousands of gangs in their hometown. As long as they send hundreds of people here, it is enough to become an existence that no one dares to underestimate. China's advantage of large population is fully demonstrated even on such occasions.

It was also after understanding this distribution of strength that Dutch understood why Alice asked him to go to Roanapura.

For smuggling?

Bullshit.

In order to control the Golden Triangle?

It's even more bullshit.

Dutch's direct contact was Akaman, and Akaman's daughter was also an insider. Akaman, as his best comrade, did not deliberately deceive. But if the plan Alice asked someone to convey was really her purpose, Dutch now doesn't believe it at all.

To be honest, Roanapra, who has many information channels, isn’t it the most concentrated black market in the world and the headquarters of the intelligence agency?

Alice's real purpose is to have a trading company stationed here, then master these intelligence resources, and continuously provide them to the "girls" from afar, right?

"What the hell is this girl trying to do with the movie?"

Dutch clearly realized that this was a terrifying situation. The girl who was on Times was the boss of Cisco Systems, the leader and leading company in the Internet hardware industry. At the current development speed, God knows that there will be a few companies and various institutions that will use her products.

Not long ago, the news of invading the Nasdaq Exchange was just exposed. Now a trading company is stationed in a company like Roanapra to obtain information. Even if Dutch is idiotic, he knows that Alice must be planning something extraordinary!

Suddenly, Daqi had no time to continue moving forward.

The phone rang again.

The crisp ringtone rang throughout the empty room, making Daqi's cold expression even more serious.

There are only a few people in the world who know this number.

According to Alice, in order to ensure confidentiality to the greatest extent, even in the early days of such a company, Dutch could only directly contact Akaman, the middleman. Even if the connection between them was only once a week, the specific time of contact for the next week would be determined by the code words during the conversation.

While doing this invisible light in a terrifying way, Dutch became more and more relieved while being frightened and admired. After all, being able to work with such a super potential stock that is currently blue-chip stock, is something everyone dreams of.

In short, this call is definitely not something Akaman hung up.

It was definitely not Alice. She had never hung up the phone for Dutch in person.

So, there was only one result.

Considering Alice's subtle attitude towards the triad, after discussing with Akaman, Dutch told the other party's helm the phone number of the company. It can be said that the two parties have initially achieved cooperation.

In other words, the Sanhe who called now is finally going to let Daqi transport goods?

The first business of the vinyl trading company is about to open?

Alice's plan began to roll like the wheel of history. Did Dutch take the first step in his life towards the successful journey of a million-dollar salary?

Thinking about it is not ordinary excitement!

Taking a deep breath and doing aerobic exercise, but unfortunately, there was no camera to take a selfie. After calming down his mood, Duqi picked up the microphone, storm, and surging.

"Hello?"

I heard a cool voice sounded across the phone.

"Hello sir, I'm from the bedroom Roanapura Telephone Bureau. The phone number has been fixed for a month. Are you still satisfied with the use now?"

Dutch:"

"Sir? Are you here? Hello, sir, please cooperate with me to do the questionnaire? Sir? Hello, sir?"

"Bang!"

The microphone was thrown back by Dudge. To be continued.
Chapter completed!
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