Chapter 318: Grasp of Immortality The next day. The chief leader woke up from the big bed in his villa, stretched himself, and felt refreshed. I got up and took a look, and found that Jennifer and Irene had already left for work, so I simply got up, went to the bathroom, took a shower, changed clothes and went out. As soon as I went downstairs, I saw Sig sitting at the dining table, browsing his phone, eating breakfast, and grinning happily. Zhang Ailun ignored him, walked over to pour himself a glass of milk, opened the bacon sandwich and fried eggs in the thermos box on the dining table, and had a simple meal. I picked up my phone and looked at today's daily intelligence. [Daily Intelligence: Your good friend and partner, Marushin, contacted the staff of the car cemetery for you, and together they pieced together three F16s and an F15 fighter. He expects to ask you for the retail price of $16 million for each retired F500 and $15 million for one retired F650.] This is a good feeling. The chief leader was worried that he didn't have enough firepower. [Daily Intelligence: The intelligence you provided has brought huge benefits to the Allies and has been unanimously recognized. Saudi Prince Simba has decided to invite you to Las Vegas to attend the birthday party of his mother, Princess Majimonai. Also invited to the birthday party are members of the Central African royal family. They are currently trying to suppress the 200,000 disobedient black people and rebels in their country. You may be able to get new orders because of this.] So the Saudi prince's name is Simba? The chief leader had never heard of his name before.
As for the 200,000 unruly people and rebels in Central Africa...to be honest, we can only say that Central Africa has its own national conditions. [Daily Intelligence: The Spruance-class destroyer you ordered from General Electric has begun shipping and is expected to arrive at Jehovah Island in the afternoon. You need to pay the other party the balance of 3850 million US dollars.] [Daily Intelligence: Your capable assistant Chibatu has contacted his long-lost friend to complete your great cause, and recruited professional retired naval instructors and retired naval soldiers. Details: Retired instructor Spike once served on the Spruance destroyer and served as a military chaplain. He finally retired due to injury. He had a passionate love affair with Chibatu during his time at the military academy, but he had to end it because of his girlfriend's intervention and chose to get married. Their rekindled love will not affect the navy's training.] Zhang Ailun: … [Daily Intelligence: The treasure map left by Jehovah Priam involves a silver merchant ship that was looted during the Spanish pirate period. Hundreds of thousands of Spanish silver coins and a large number of gold coins were looted by pirates from the sunken ship. During World War I, treasure hunters found traces of the sunken ship and a large number of silver coins on the island, which attracted most treasure hunters and was known as the Silver Island. Currently, the island is under the jurisdiction of Colombian militants and has been transformed into a resort island, open 24 hours a day, and can be explored by paying tickets. - Long press to get a distribution map of the treasure location. ] Zhang Ailun chose to obtain the treasure location, and then opened Google to search for information about Silver Island. Several huge land reefs were discovered that resembled ships, and in the pictures taken by tourists of the shallow area, one could even see the muzzles of guns covered with algae. This island was once a reef archipelago in the Caribbean Sea. In the 18th century when pirates were prevalent, it was just a sea water area. Later, perhaps because the sea water sank and the reefs floated up, an island of moderate size was formed. The huge shipwreck also merged with the reef and was even buried on land. After hundreds of years of wind and sun, it has become a unique small tourist island with beaches and rainforest climate. It is now also a tourist scenic spot controlled by the FARC guerrillas. [Daily Intelligence: The international theft organization Acr and a dozen different organizations, composed of hackers, gunmen, thieves, scammers, and mercenaries, learned that the owner of Jehovah Island had changed, and decided to take action against your island and conspire to attack. They will approach the island by submarine and hot air balloon to implement long-term monitoring. A team of desperadoes from Venezuela will approach your island disguised as a merchant ship and apply for a stay to replenish supplies, but in fact they are installing buried monitoring and recording facilities in advance and measuring the size. Jehovah Island in the Priam period still has 64 recording and monitoring devices that have not been discovered - long press and click to obtain the location of positioning devices and electronic equipment. ] Mud horse! ! There is not even a hair on my island now, what are you guys trying to steal? You have to wait until the pigs are fat before slaughtering them. Aren’t you a little too impatient? What did Priam do for a living? His island has been infiltrated like a sieve! Why is there no one robbing Madison? Is it because it is close to the California coastline? And the leader is in the no-man's land conflict zone in Mexico? No wonder Prian got into such a big mess right after the incident, and was robbed clean by the people he hired. It turns out someone had been keeping an eye on him for a long time! The chief leader is really annoyed by them. He finished his breakfast angrily, then asked Sig to wash the dishes. When he was sitting on the sofa to rest, he received a message from Reina and clicked it to take a look. Reina: The Hamburg Foundation received $ million yesterday afternoon, from Citibank and UBS, and spent tens of millions of dollars. That money was paid to General Electric. Did you do that? What did you do? Buy warships? Allen Zhang: Didn’t Dave inform you? Reina: No, because I didn't have time to go to the office yesterday. I had something to deal with at the Green Letter Shelter. I just came here this morning and checked the accounts, and I saw a large amount of funds in and out of the accounts. Zhang Ailun: There is no problem with the project. I did buy two second-hand warships from General Electric Ship Company because I got a private island from a friend. Sent the photos taken on Jehovah Island to Rena.
Reina: The scenery of this island is really nice! I seem to have seen similar photos online before. It was the property of a very wealthy tycoon. Is it yours now? Allen Zhang: It's ours now! Reina: Congratulations, you have made a fortune! But you haven't come to see me for a long time. As the boss of the foundation, it seems that you have never come to your own studio and don't care about the company's affairs at all. Zhang Ailun understood what she meant instantly. I replied: I was planning to visit you. Are you in the studio of our foundation? I can go there right now. I just happen to have a sum of money that needs to be submitted to the government for reimbursement. Rena: ok. Zhang Ailun put away his phone, made himself a cup of bark water to replenish his energy, drank it all in one gulp, and prepared for battle in advance. He said hello to Sig, went upstairs to get the reimbursement documents issued by Inspector Lei Luo of the Drug Enforcement Administration, put on his coat, went out, drove his Rolls-Royce, and drove to the foundation's office. After passing several traffic lights, we arrived at the office building on Sunset Avenue. We parked the car in the roadside parking lot and took the elevator to the exclusive leased office floor. I found the gold-plated logo of the Hamberg Foundation. This floor is basically their office space. When I pushed the door open, I saw several computers in the work area and the interior environment was also very tidy. On weekdays, apart from Senator Jackson, Dave and Reina, there should be few people coming here. This is indeed the first time the chief leader has come here. I went straight into the CEO's private office and found Reina watering the potted plants. When she turned around and saw the leader coming over, she greeted him enthusiastically. "My dear, I haven't seen you for a few days. Why do I feel like you look a lot prettier now?" Zhang Ailun looked at Rena, who had her hair tied up, was wearing an OL outfit, black stockings and high heels, looking like a capable career woman, and suddenly he couldn't hold back his anger. I put the documents on the table, closed the blinds and locked the door. "Why are you closing the door? I still have to mop the floor." Seeing how impatient he was, Reina was so angry that she laughed. "Leave cleaning to professional cleaners. Let me see if you've been exercising and doing yoga lately." The chief leader walked over, stretched out his dirty hands, and pinched him hard. Reina was also provoked by him and responded even more enthusiastically. She no longer pretended to be a lady and rushed over and pressed the leader on the table. "Honey, I should be the one to say this. You and your girlfriends hang out in the villa every day. Your body must be exhausted, right? Let me check if you have had a good rest recently!" Reina did it directly. hiss…… The chief leader took a breath of cold air. The CEO's private office was soon buzzing. An hour later, the chief finally calmed down. Reina's face was flushed, her hair was messy, she straightened her clothes, rinsed her mouth, and complained: "You are too hard. You are just like a monster. I doubt that those girls don't satisfy your needs on weekdays? You shouldn't be taking drugs, right?" Zhang Ailun glanced at the lipstick marks clearly visible on the floor-to-ceiling window and laughed dryly: "How could I possibly use that kind of thing?" Reina rubbed her cheek, "Fortunately this floor is high, otherwise someone would definitely see what we are doing here." "Isn't this better?" The chief leader said he didn't care. He sat on the chair, patted his thigh, and motioned for Reina to sit over. Reina rolled her eyes at him and walked over without refusing. The two of them snuggled together again and exchanged some wonderful little love words. The second round of battle soon began.
It was not until the sound of a door being pushed open that the chief stopped his attack. He listened to the sound of a card being swiped and asked quietly, "Did you order takeout? Or did someone come to clock in for work?" Reina was surprised and asked, "It should be Dave, right? I didn't call the cleaning staff or the delivery man." "Hey, Dave? Is that you?" Reina called out nervously. The chief leader also felt a strong sense of squeeze. "It's me!" After hearing Dave's voice, the leader instantly felt Reina relax. "Wait a moment, Alan is here. I want to talk to him about something and will be out soon." Reina shouted again. Dave held the teacup with a strange look on his face, looking at the closed door and blinds. He really wanted to ask what was going on that made the door and windows have to be closed in broad daylight so as not to see the light. Is it about how to bomb Pearl Harbor? Or is it about the little boy? After hesitating for a while, he replied, "OK." He turned around and started organizing the documents, sat in front of the computer and started typing on the keyboard, took a sip of coffee, and started working seriously. Reina in the room covered her mouth, bent over and held the corner of the violently shaking table. "Fxxk..." She was about to cry. Ten minutes later, the chief leader breathed a sigh of relief. "It's done." Reina raised her middle finger at him fiercely, paused for a moment, and hurried into the bathroom. After tidying up their clothes, they turned on the exhaust fan, sprayed some perfume, and then walked out of the office. The chief leader greeted Dave without changing his expression, while Reina went outside with the garbage bag to throw away the trash. Dave looked at the two of them meaningfully but didn't point out anything. You guys are doing this kind of thing so early in the morning? Zhang Ailun glanced at the form he was filling out and handed it to him. "I happen to have a document here. If you have time, you can go to the department in the city center to apply for reimbursement." "What is this?" Dave took the document hesitantly, took a look at it, and was a little surprised. "A certificate for arms and weapons reimbursement issued by the Drug Enforcement Administration? One million US dollars?" "I went on a mission last night, and I regretted not filling in too few tasks." Zhang Ailun said helplessly, "But fortunately, there are additional incomes." "Don't worry, leave it to me. I'll go over there if I have time." Dave put the documents away. Zhang Ailun poured himself a glass of water and the two chatted for a few more minutes. When Reina came back, she said directly to the chief leader: "I have finished dealing with things here. I still have something to do at the Green Letter Shelter." "Ok, I'll take you there." Zhang Ailun nodded, said hello to Dave, and the two of them went out and took the elevator. "I think you two didn't discuss any unhealthy topics while I was away?" Reina asked the leader in the elevator. "We've already done it, are you still afraid of what others will say?" Zhang Ailun raised his eyebrows, "If you're not satisfied, we can find another place to do it." Rena raised her middle finger, "Not today. I have things to do." "Then another day."
The two chatted and laughed, and after reaching the first floor, they walked out of the elevator. After getting in the Rolls-Royce, Zhang Ailun drove Reina to the Green Shelter, parked the car on the side of the road, and kissed each other goodbye after getting out of the car. The chief leader watched her leave, entered the shelter, then turned around and drove off the street. Passing the traffic light intersection, Zhang Ailun also received a message from Malushen. Malushin: I have already contacted someone to do the job. In total, I got three F16 fighter parts and a disassembled F15 from the aircraft graveyard. Are you interested? Allen Zhang: Of course I'm interested. What's the price? 马鲁申：就按照之前说好的价格，F16的整机拆分零部件，一架500万美元。F15我只收你650万美元。你总共需要支付我2150万美元！ Zhang Ailun: This price is very reasonable. You can send it to me right now. I can pay you a 30% deposit first, or we can choose the old rules. You deliver the goods to your door, and I will pay you for each batch of parts you deliver. Malushin: Do you still want my people to send you to the suburban hangar? Zhang Ailun: No, you need to transport those things to Jehovah Island, and I can give you extra shipping fee. The geographical coordinates of Jehovah Island were sent to the other party. Marushin: Forget the shipping fee. It doesn't cost much to hire a Matson clipper anyway. I've already made a lot of money from you. You can pay me after I ship the goods over. This private island, as far as I remember, doesn't belong to Jehovah Priam? Did you buy it for him? Zhang Ailun: It seems your intelligence is a little behind schedule. This island is mine now! Marushin: Really? Congratulations!! After chatting for a few more sentences, Zhang Ailun agreed on the price and shipping method with the other party and then exited the chat box. (End of this chapter)