British 1986

Early the next morning.

After breakfast, Spencer followed Butler Hut to Allen's bedroom to discuss things with Allen.

As soon as he walked out of the stairs and saw Meryl coming out of Allen's bedroom from a distance, Spencer pointed at Meryl and asked Huth: "This, this, Allen and the others."

Thinking of Allen taking him to see some fun things last night, he left him in the guest room, and now...

This stupid self is having fun in the bedroom without even taking him with him.

Fortunately, I praised this American actress for her acting skills.

You have a small job with the director every night, and everyone has to be good at acting!

You bitches!

Hu Te looked at Spencer's expression and smiled without saying anything. He stretched out his right hand to signal Spencer to go first. When Meryl passed by them, she nodded and greeted Butler Hu Te.

"How was your rest last night?"

Allen was wearing a bathrobe and sitting in front of the desk. There was also an old map on the desk.

Spencer raised his chin, not particularly wanting to talk to Allen. He sat across from the desk, crossed his legs and looked at Allen's bedroom layout.

Hu Te looked at them with a smile and asked, "Master, what do you want to drink?"

"Have a cup of milk tea."

Spencer said before Hu Te asked: "I want it too!"

"OK, just a second."

Watching Hu Te walk out of the room, Allen pointed to the map on the table and said, "Look, do you recognize this place?"

Spencer shrugged his nose. The room without windows was not very ventilated and was filled with a fishy smell. He glanced at Allen and said, "Don't look!"

"???"

Seeing that Allen was about to stand up, Spencer blinked and his tone quickly changed: "I know, I know! Isn't it Gambia?"

"I need you to make some promises for me in your name. Anyway, your family is familiar there."

"What promise?"

Spencer looked at the map on the table. The map of the entire Gambia was like an earthworm, distributed along the river, and the farther inside it became, the poorer it became.

Allen pointed to the map of Gambia and reiterated his plan to Spencer in general.

"You want to do this?"

Spencer was slightly disgusted.

But Allen doesn't care about this. He makes money, so he doesn't shiver.

Originally, he wanted to personally come forward for this kind of thing, but now that he has Spencer as a tool, he can take it out first and let Spencer go on top.

The entire Gambia is lacking in mineral resources.

But this lack is seen from a national perspective.

Millions of tons of mixed ores of titanium, zirconium and rutile are too few for private individuals?

Plus, what if he bought the land at a price lower than the cabbage price?

Even if you only buy a small portion.

Once it changes hands, it will all be money.

It's just that the process in between is more troublesome, and you need to seduce Gambia's leading party and make them willing to sell it at a low price.

This requires sufficiently attractive conditions.

Allen's plan is to use the title to seduce.

As long as the profits are great, why wouldn't these people dare to sell?

"When they make enough money, we can help them solve the problem of naturalization in Great Britain, and then take them to live in Great Britain?"

It's not that Spencer doesn't look down on these interests, but after such a process, it doesn't seem like he can make much money, and he has to work hard to arrange these leading parties.

Pulling out a cigarette and handing it to Spencer, Allen said with a cold look: "After they come to Daying, what else will we do, and we still have to let them do it? By then, I will give you half of these people's net worth!" "

Spencer's expression froze, this was really a shame.

Everything in the early stage is to let them do things for him better. After all the things are done, he will seduce them back and then kill the donkey.

"You are grinding, why don't you do it?!"

"Dry!"

Since he has not inherited the title, Spencer's life has been like that in the past few years. He has not been able to be as cool as Allen is now. Now that the opportunity is in front of him, and Allen threatens him with the past, now he plans to I’ve heard it all, what if I don’t do it?

After rubbing the dark circles under his eyes after not sleeping well all night, and before Hu Te brought the milk tea, Spence rubbed his thighs again and stood up and said, "I still have something to do, so I'm going back first. I need to step in if you need me." When the time comes, just tell me!"

"Hahaha!"

January 22, 1987.

Banjul Yundum Airport, The Gambia.

Three specially modified off-road vehicles with bulletproof glass and a dozen ordinary off-road vehicles were parked in a row beside the airport runway.

Lao Lu led a fat black man, who was only about 1.7 meters tall, and quietly watched the plane taxiing on the runway.

"Your Excellency is coming! Let's get ready."

"Yes Yes!"

"Donkey! This is Sir Spencer!"

Allen took Spencer off the plane. The first time he saw the old donkey, he introduced Spencer behind him.

The earl's children usually enjoy the treatment and title of knight before inheriting the title, so when he introduced Spencer, he called him knight. This was just a simple title.

"Hello Sir, welcome to Gambia. Master, this is Rorog."

Pointing to the fat black man next to him, the old donkey introduced Allen.

Smiling at Rorog, Allen looked behind the old donkey again and asked with some confusion: "Where is the doctor? Why didn't he come?"

Although everyone was comrades-in-arms when they were serving, they now have a semi-master-servant relationship. This time Allen came to The Gambia in person, and it was impossible for the doctor not to come to pick him up. This was a matter of courtesy.

"Well"

"Your Excellency, it's like this. The hospital encountered a little problem and there was some delay."

When Rorog heard Allen's inquiry, he spoke first and explained before the old donkey could explain.

"You go and sit in the back of the car. Old Donkey comes here. Let's go to the hospital now. You tell me what's going on."

Allen didn't want to hear Rorog's explanation at all. How could he come to greet him with such a small problem?

A convoy of more than a dozen off-road vehicles left the airport and drove toward Banjul.

Banjul is the largest port city in The Gambia, and its overall infrastructure is ranked among the top cities in the country.

The professional testing institution planned by doctors was built in Banjul.

When Allen came to Gambia this time, he brought thirty bodyguards alone, and they were also fully armed bodyguards with rifles.

These people were all recruited from the navy. They were all young and strong, not the old guys in his family.

The total number of troops in Gambia now totals less than 600.

These people are not together yet, but are distributed in multiple cities, and they have to protect their political officials.

To put it bluntly, the equipment and combat effectiveness of Allen's bodyguard team this time can equal the entire Gambia!

He wanted to see what "little problem" there was at the hospital.

"Alan is a thief from several gangs. He stole our things, which contained various testing reagents."

The old donkey sat in the car and introduced today's little accident to Allen in a low voice.

"What are they stealing these things for?"

Some medical supplies are inedible, so why steal them?