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It was almost dark when the head of the Bao family left the Huo family.

Li Jin also said goodbye to Mr. Huo, and was originally going to look for Li Song Ci.

But he was told that Li Songci had been dragged by Huo Anlan to play mahjong with Guo Jing and the others.

In such a circle of top wealthy people, sometimes the mahjong table can also be used as a social occasion.

So these women must not only be playing mahjong, but they must also be talking about other things.

Li Jin did not bother them, but received a call from Huang Feng at this time.

"Hey, Brother Jin, where are you?"

"I'm at Huo's house, what's wrong?"

"It's like this. My second uncle met with Bartim Kurd yesterday and recommended you to him. He wants to meet you now. Is it convenient for you?"

Li Jin thought for a while and realized that there was nothing going on with the Huo family for the time being.

Now that the United States is about to take action against Iraq, he must plan the situation in advance.

Bartim Kurd will be a key factor in his layout in Iraq, and he must find a way to win over this person.

Now that the other party offers to meet, he will naturally not refuse.

"Okay, just wait for me at home, I'll go find you right now!"

After finishing speaking, Li Jin left the Huo family and drove straight to Huang Feng's mountainside villa.

"Brother Jin, you're here!"

Huang Feng asked his servants to prepare coffee and fruit early, and a 14-inch electronic screen was opened in the hall.

A man wearing a white robe and a white headscarf in typical Arab style is sitting on the sofa in the screen.

There was a vulture standing next to him. The vulture's eyes were glowing red. If ordinary people saw it, they would definitely feel scared.

Li Jin could guess at a glance that this vulture must have eaten human flesh, so it was raised to be so fierce.

"Brother Jin, this is the head of the Kurdish family, Mr. Bartim." Huang Feng introduced from the side.

Then he introduced Batim in front of the screen: "Mr. Batim is my partner, Li Jin!"

After Badimu looked Li Jin over, he smiled and muttered a lot, but Li Jin couldn't understand what he was saying.

In the end, the translator beside Batimu explained: "Mr. Li, I heard that you want to see me and negotiate a business deal with me."

"But you should know that we, the Kurdish family, never do business with the Chinese."

After hearing this, Li Jin curled his lips and smiled. This Batimu was indeed not that easy to deal with.

However, he already had a plan to deal with this, and said calmly: "Mr. Bartimu's remarks are a little premature, right?"

"Perhaps no one in your country of Iraq cooperates with our Chinese businessmen, but looking at the entire eastern region, we have had business dealings with China as early as twenty years ago."

Hearing this, Bartim added: "Sorry, that was Saudi Arabia's choice, not our Kurdish family's choice."

His attitude was very tough, indicating that he had no intention of cooperating with Li Jin.

The reason why he asked to meet Li Jin today was just because he was curious.

What kind of person actually dares to brazenly offer to help the Kurdish family?

Now that he has seen him, he has no interest in getting to know Li Jin.

Li Jin shrugged and said, "What's the difference?"

"At least Mr. Bartimu, you should know that in the near future, looking around the world, the only people who may be able to help you are us in China!"

When the translator translated his words to Batimu, Batimu suddenly frowned, and then asked: "Mr. Li, what do you mean by this?"

"Why do our Kurdish family need help from China?"

Li Jin smiled. He didn't know whether Bartim Kurd was really stupid or pretending to be stupid.

Doesn't he know the intention of the United States to station troops in the Iraqi area soon?

"Li, what are you laughing at?" Batimu frowned deeper and asked in confusion.

After Li Jin had laughed enough, he stared at the pair of eyes full of exotic Middle Eastern characteristics in front of the screen and spoke word by word.