Li Moyang smiled and said, "I guess I am traveling around the mountains and rivers. It is said that you have cramps in your hands and hugging them left and right, so you are so carefree."

Wang Huaishi was proud on the other end of the phone: "It's true that you can't hold it left and right until you hug it. You'll get cramps in your hands until you count the money. But I just work and earn all the money for you. You are a rich man, haha."

Li Moyang was stunned and asked hurriedly: "How do you say this?"

"I'm really sad. When you ask this, it seems that my worker is in vain. You forgot the gold bar you gave me back then, and I converted it into shares. You accounted for 70% of the shares. Of course, I am a big boss, and I am a worker."

Wang Huaishi was proud in his tone, without any complaints. He did have a reason to be proud. In the past six months, he was an unsuccessful Taiwanese agent who was busy in Africa and earned some money for his life. Who would have thought that he would meet Li Moyang and embark on the smooth road of international arms tycoons since then. As for the profession of the agent, he had resigned long ago.

At present, Wang Huaishi has a good identity in the military industry in Taiwan. The Bamboo Alliance Gang and Putian Gang are all competing to join him, hoping to get a share of the arms smuggling. If there is a big celebrity, how can Wang Huaishi not be arrogant?

Li Moyang sincerely exclaimed: "Brother Wang, you are really particular. In fact, you have the most hard work. You are born and die. As for this share, I think you should talk about it later. You can't let you suffer a loss. Where are you now? I have important matters to discuss, and I must go to New York tomorrow."

Wang Huaishi was also stunned: "New York, what have you been going to New York? Well, let's talk about it again when we meet. I'm close to you. I'm in Colombia, South America, and I'm in contact with a business. I'm very close. See you tomorrow."

The two hung up the phone, and Li Moyang sighed a little. Wang Huaishi, whom he met by chance, could actually do such a prosperous arms business. It seems that his character is really good.

Xi Wu didn't know what to say, but she always felt that Li Moyang's approach was wrong, but she also felt that it was not wrong. Her worldview was a bit chaotic.

Judging from her perception, an agent should have been born in this way for the sake of national interests, but Li Moyang did make great efforts for the nation-state and did not mean that he was wrong to do some business with his own business.

Xi Wu had a headache and stopped thinking about these troubles. It was the right thing that Li Moyang said. As long as it did not touch national interests, these things would not be called a matter.

As for reporting to his superiors, Xi Wu thought about it and decided to swallow Li Moyang's actions into her stomach.

All night was speechless. The next morning, Wang Huaishi arrived in New York and finally met Li Moyang. This was the second time they met since they parted in Africa. When they recalled the scene when they met in Africa, they were filled with emotion.

However, it is not the time to reminisce about the past. Li Moyang briefly explained the causes and consequences. Wang Huaishi was immediately excited: "It's such a lucky general. Following you and I'm lucky. I have been working hard to join the Chinese gang in New York. Through the Bamboo Alliance in Taiwan, I have some contact with the American branches. Unfortunately, the Bamboo Alliance in the Bamboo Alliance is old and cannot keep up with the mind. They have always been a taboo in the arms business and are very interested in drugs. This time, if we can join the ghost shadow, the third place, I think our distribution channel will account for 80% of the underground black market in the American market. If we count the money and cramp it will get."

Wang Huaishi paced back and forth excitedly, talking violently, his face full of excitement.

It was time to see Zhu Huan. Xi Wu, Li Moyang and the new Wang Huaishi got into the car. Wang Huaishi kept looking at Xi Wu. From Xi Wu's eyes that were hiding well, he guessed that Xi Wu was also a special agent expert.

He did not continue to inquire about the purpose of Li Moyang and Xiwu coming to New York. This was a convention between agents, but this had nothing to do with Wang Huaishi. He had already successfully transformed from an agent to an arms dealer. Of course, the skills of agents were very good for his arms business.

Wang Huaishi and Li Moyang finally reached a share share share shareholding ratio, Li Moyang accounted for 60% and Wang Huaishi accounted for 40%. In this way, Wang Huaishi was still very grateful. After all, Li Moyang saved him and provided gold bars as startup capital, 40% was already astronomical. As a declining agent, he was very content with his current situation.

When Wang Huaishi met Zhu Huan, the two of them had a great time talking. Because Zhu Huan learned from the secret channels that Wang Huaishi had contacted the Bamboo League in New York, he also wanted to get to know Wang Huaishi, but as a Taiwanese, Wang Huaishi always had feelings for the Bamboo League, and Zhu Huan did not take advantage of Wang Huaishi's line.

This time, it was Jiang Fangji, a corrupt Chinese official in China, who joined forces with Wang Huaishi and negotiated a channel for arms smuggling and distribution, a win-win situation! Wang Huaishi and Wang Huan were both very moved that a corrupt official could create such value, and it seemed that it still had its own value.

However, Wang Huaishi did not see Jiang Fangji. Li Moyang and Xiwu had already taken Jiang Fangji to the airport, and the journey was smooth, passing the pass, and entering the terminal.

Wang Huaishi stayed at the Ghost Shadow Headquarters in Chinatown and continued to discuss the details of the next cooperation with Zhu Huan. This time, Zhu Huan was entertaining Wang Huaishi in the guest entertainment specifications, and specially created a top-notch Oolong, boiling water and making tea in the living room. The two sides had a great conversation and their intentions gradually became clear.

The TV next to him was playing real-time news in a low voice. Zhu Huan was very particular about watching American news, and from this he could capture many trends of the authorities.

Li Moyang, Xiwu, and Jiang Fangji, who was relaxed, were waiting in the waiting hall for the plane, and all kinds of people were waiting quietly.

The beautiful blond waiter of ticket checking began to check and board the plane. In front of Li Moyang were two Middle Eastern students with thick black beards. They had dark skin and deep big eyes, and were very handsome.

Some Chinese may have returned to China, rushed into the cabin, shouted loudly and chatted. After Li Moyang sat down, he ignored these compatriots. He and Xiwu clamped Jiang Fangji in the middle, one left and one right, but Jiang Fangji was very excited.

He looked around and couldn't help but want to chat with those Chinese compatriots. Li Moyang glared at him. Jiang Fangji then remembered that he was a corrupt escort back to his country. He then put away his mood, and suddenly felt a hint of loss, and more of his emotion.

But he returned to normal after a while. Even if he returned to China and stayed in prison for a lifetime, he admitted that it was much better than carrying a corpse in the United States, neither a human nor a ghost nor a ghost. As people get older, Ye Luo's idea of ​​returning to their roots became stronger. Jiang Fangji accepted his fate. Who made him a Chinese? Dead in prison is better than being a lonely ghost in the United States.

The two Middle East students sat behind Li Moyang, put down their bags, chatted in Arabic, a few simple words that no one could understand.
Chapter completed!