Chapter 51: The Truth Doesn't Matter
Before Abel could speak, the door was pushed open, and a young Chinese man in his twenties was standing in the doorway, dressed in a very modest suit. The guards at the gate tried to stop him, but seven or eight Chinese immediately rushed up, guns in their hands, and pushed the guards aside.
The young man walked in with a step, looked at the chairs that were not extra in a circle, stood beside the French businessman, then took a cigar from the cigarette case that the Frenchman had placed on the table, lit it, and patted the Frenchman on the shoulder: "That's right, I would also like to know Lu Dao, is anyone willing to take responsibility for the explosion of the Chinese oil well and the injury of our staff?" ”
Du Yuesheng has been running foreign docks for the past two years and dealing with the Japanese Black Dragon Society, which makes his temperament look really different from Xiao Qisan, who was on the beach at the beginning, with a calm tone, a smile, and a gentle and elegant tone. But everyone in the room suddenly felt a little scared.
Abel stood up: "Excuse me, who are you?" ”
Du Yuesheng had a slight smile on his face: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Du Yuesheng, I am the person in charge of the China National Petroleum Company in Russia, you will often deal with me in the future, I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation." ”
The Chinese are here again! The bleeding from the broken head they had just been beaten immediately appeared in front of them, and these merchants in the room also rolled over on the tip of their knives, and they naturally knew that since the Chinese dared to make a comeback, they must be well prepared.
But if you want to scare them, it's absolutely impossible. These people don't have knives around their necks, and they won't give you the slightest. Abel sorted out his thoughts, just because of Du Yuesheng's appearance made him a little confused, but he immediately regained his composure and stretched out a hand to Du Yuesheng: "Mr. Du, I am the representative of Dutch Shell, I hope we will cooperate happily in the future." We are now in the process of deliberating on the tender for oil wells, if you will. You can sit on the side and listen. ”
Du Yuesheng looked at Abel's outstretched hand and didn't meet it. This Dutchman is so skillful that he can sit down and listen? He smiled.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm not here to listen this time, I have a plan here, please take a look."
As soon as he made a gesture, he immediately handed over a pile of materials, and then sent them to these foreigners one by one, Du Yuesheng didn't wait for them to finish reading and said: "We in the Chinese National Petroleum Company know that everyone comes from afar to make a fortune, and the principle of our business is to make money with harmony." So out of the thirteen wells that we have so far, we've shared the benefits with a lot of companies. ”
As he said this, he suddenly dragged Ebel's chair and sat down on himself, a movement he did so quickly that the Dutchman sat down without even reacting to him.
"We have thirteen of the forty wells in the vicinity, and twenty-seven more. PetroChina still needs five of them. Ladies and gentlemen, we only have five of them, and we will share the profits with you just like the thirteen. If you are interested we can cooperate, we will give out forty-nine points of shares. If that doesn't satisfy you. We will never touch the remaining 22 people, and leave it to you to deal with, do you have any opinions? ”
The Western businessmen exchanged a little with each other, and this way was indeed much more generous than that of the Dutch. It is equivalent to the Chinese asking for two and a half oil wells, and leaving the rest to them. For a moment they whispered below, discussing their opinions with each other.
Abel was very embarrassed and wanted to pull Du Yuesheng up, but saw the two Chinese thugs following him staring at him. He didn't dare to act rashly. After Du Yuesheng finished speaking, he couldn't hold his breath anymore, the situation he had worked so hard to open, there was no reason for this Chinese to retreat with a few words!
"Mr. Du. Who can guarantee that your plan will be implemented smoothly? ”
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt his neck being grabbed by a hand, which was really strong, and pressed his whole body against the table in one fell swoop. Before Abel could stand up, he felt a cold muzzle against his head.
The other Dutchmen in the house still wanted to help him, but Du Yuesheng had obviously arranged it before, not only did a group of green gang thugs suddenly rush into this house, but even the gunshots crackled outside.
The other merchants did not react, they had seen more of this situation, and they knew that although they were doing their own business at this time, not thinking about helping the Dutch or the Chinese, it was the wisest choice to wait and see how things developed.
It didn't take long for the gunfire outside to stop, and a guy from the Green Gang walked in and said, "Du Ye, it's all settled." ”
Du Yuesheng waved his hand to let him out, and at this time he pressed the cigarette butt to Lamber's face, and as soon as the hot tobacco touched his skin, Lambert let out a scream. waited for Du Yuesheng to put out the cigarette butt on his face, and then looked at him: "In the future, remember that in this piece, my three words Du Yuesheng are the best guarantee!" Blowing up my oil well, hurting my brother, you should do it yourself seamlessly, right? ”
Before Lambell could explain anything, Du Yuesheng grabbed his hair and threw his hand back, throwing him to the ground: "Break his legs, and then send him on the boat back to the Netherlands!" ”
The two thugs of the Green Gang behind him were really sharp, and they listened to the two crisp clicks when they went up, and Lambell fainted after a miserable scream.
At this time, Du Yuesheng turned his head again, and the smile on his face hung up again: "Everyone, please believe me, all the conditions I said will be fulfilled, and I promise you with the name Du Yuesheng." ”
The merchants saw that Lambert was dragged out of the city like a dead dog, and that the Dutch outside had not moved in, and that the Chinese were in control. They really hadn't heard the name Du Yuesheng, but now they didn't want to doubt it.
The French stood up first: "Well, we can consider the plan of the Chinese oil company, I think we will have a pleasant cooperation." ”
After he finished speaking, he hesitated, and finally stretched out his hand, Du Yuesheng did not refuse him this time. In fact, who blew up the oil field and who hit the people, Du Yuesheng still doesn't know what to say, and he didn't investigate at all. The Dutch had to be driven away, so let the Dutch carry it all on their backs.
As for the real murderer, maybe he will be very happy to cooperate with him in the future.
Some things are like this, the truth is really not important in the face of interests, this world is an unreasonable world, the Dutch are just carrying a small black pot, because China needs them to leave, and even more needs all the struggles in the period after they leave to come to an end.
Mr. Lambert must have been on fire at this time, but there was something more than him.
Mr. Budyonny carried a larger black cauldron.
Budyonny swore to God that he could give everything he had, including his life, for the sake of his homeland. At the beginning, hundreds of thousands of troops were defeated by the Japanese, only he and a few other small troops still insisted on fighting for Russia, in the past few months his team has grown from a battalion to more than 3,000 people, they continue to attack the Japanese supply lines, constantly attack those who betray the country and seek glory, for the integrity of Russia, for the Russians to be happy away from the war, he is willing to shed his own blood.
But he really didn't expect that he would become a sinner of the nation! Not only the so-called peacekeepers who invaded Russia wanted to exterminate him, but even the Russians regarded him as a beast of prey, because everyone said that they were the same vicious bandits who ransacked a dozen cities in southern Siberia!
A month earlier Trotsky had sent someone to contact him to give him his number and rank, but now Trotsky had sent a telegram saying that their contingent was not a Russian contingent and that if any unit encountered them on the battlefield, they would not hesitate to open fire!
Budyonny became a rat crossing the street, and all this was for what he really didn't know.
A month earlier he had received a request from a Russian bandit who said he admired his fighting spirit against Japan and wanted to do something to help Budyonny. The fellow invited Budyonny to their cottage and brought out a large amount of gold and silver treasures, and Budyonny was really impressed.
He used this treasure to buy arms from southern Siberia through some special channel, and the arms were bought very smoothly, but just a few days after the successful transaction, news suddenly came from there that he was using the gold and silver, many of which were believed to have been looted by bandits.
At this moment, Budyonny's whole person was stunned! His first reaction was to quickly make a statement, the money was not his own, it was given to him by a bandit, and at the same time he hurriedly led his troops to the bandits' lair, only to find that someone had gone to hollow it out.
If the peacekeepers had asked him to go to Consneci to explain, he would have gone without hesitation. But the problem is that Li Debiao didn't say anything, and after finding out that the source of the gold and silver was from him, the peacekeepers began to arrange a plan to eliminate him.
It's just that these foreigners are just doing it, and the key point is that the attitude of the Russians towards him has turned a 180-degree turn, and those Russians who supported him before are now glaring at him angrily, and the troops of several thousand people have only a few hundred people left in just a few dozen days.
Budyonny felt that he was the most wronged person in the world, and what made him even more unclear was that since the peacekeepers found out that he was the bandit and took strict precautions against himself, the looting really did not happen again.
This seems to confirm that he is the murderer on another level. What could happen for Lang? Budyonny really couldn't find the answer, seeing that the country for which he had been fighting had abandoned him, and seeing the Russian people he had been trying his best to protect regard himself as an enemy, he suddenly realized that life seemed to have lost its meaning, and there was nothing more tragic in the world than this. (To be continued......)