"A bunch of garbage! What are they all for! After half a month of negotiations, now you give me this result?"

Since half an hour ago, the roaring in the office of the Philippine president has not stopped.

Aquino fumed and threw a stack of papers in the foreign minister's face, his chest rising and falling.

The Philippine Navy basically relies on imports for its equipment, and the only two "Hamilton"-class patrol ships are also picking up US rags. It is also quite interesting to say that every time the Philippine defense secretary buys arms, he asks the United States to keep the weapons and equipment on the warships, but all of them are refused. It's hard to be ruthless and still kneel and lick at this level, and it's hard to disrespect it for being a good dog.

Now that the Australian side has finally relented, and even said that it will make certain reservations about its weaponry and equipment, the warship that is almost in hand has just flown off?

The Minister of Foreign Affairs was also very aggrieved in his heart. The Australian president had obviously nodded, but when he was about to discuss the details of the agreement early this morning, the other side reversed itself and made it difficult on several key issues.

Overnight, the other party suddenly changed its hexagram, which directly caught the Philippine delegation off guard when it went to the negotiations.

The chief of staff glanced at the aggrieved Ministry of Foreign Affairs and took a deep breath.

"Mr. President, we should call the White House now—"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a councillor walked in in a hurry.

"Typhoon 'Squid' passed through the sea near the city of Olas, and several buildings, including a hospital, suddenly collapsed during the passage of the typhoon, and 31 casualties have been confirmed so far"

“FU-CK!” Aquino yelled in frustration and walked quickly out the door.

A series of troubles ensued. Just accused by the media of diplomatic incompetence. He didn't want to be labeled as a disaster relief victim again.

"On the part of the White House—"

"Let the foreign minister talk, I have to be in the disaster area within five hours"

The passage of a typhoon is like a disaster. But now it's raining and the sky is clear.

The rainstorm washed away the dust, and the air was refreshing. Outside the window, the dew on the palm fronds shimmered with a sparkling sheen. The reflection of the white belly of the fish in the east.

Early in the morning, Jiang Chen sat at the dining table and watched the morning news. According to meteorological reports, the typhoon, named "Squid", is moving along the western part of the Pacific Rim of Volcanic Belt, brushing over the eastern part of the Philippines and heading towards the south coast of China.

Placing the omelette, toast, and coffee on the table in front of Jiang Chen, Aisha leaned over and kissed him lightly on the cheek, and then sat down beside him.

Smiling at Aisha's gentleness, Jiang Chen continued to look at the TV screen. When he saw the list of several affected cities slid under the TV, his brow couldn't help but furrow.

It seemed to read Jiang Chen's thoughts. Aisha asked softly, "Xia Shiyu is over there in Xiangjiang, doesn't it matter?"

"I'll give her a call in a moment. ”

Aisha nodded, picked up her fork, and concentrated on her breakfast.

It was almost mid-June, and as early as the beginning of the month, BHP Group had transported 100,000 tons of iron ore and 200,000 tons of aluminum ore to the deep-water port of Koro Island in accordance with the ore trading agreement signed with Jiang Chen.

This batch of ore will be used to support the industry on the other side of the wasteland, so it is naturally better to transport it there as soon as possible. After breakfast. Aisha drove Jiang Chen to the deep-water port at the southern tip of Koro Island.

Normally, imported goods such as iron ore are packed in small 20-foot containers. Since it cannot be filled, a box can only hold about 20 tons of ore. Originally, Jiang Chen didn't have any specific concept of the 300,000 tons of ore, but when he arrived at the port, he was startled.

More than 10,000 containers almost filled the already small port. The port keeper, who was originally idle, also had to work overtime to stay here because of this shipment. So, when they saw Jiang Chen at this moment, they naturally didn't have a good face.

However, Jiang Chen didn't talk much to them. Call Zhang Yaping directly and ask him to contact the person in charge of the port to give all employees a vacation. After making sure they're all gone. Jiang Chen instructed Aisha to guard at the entrance of the deep-water port, and then began the long journey.

In order to prevent "liquidation". Jiang Chen had to go back and inform Sun Jiao first, and then took a car with her to the steel factory in Shenxiang Town. After the people in the steel plant were separated, the teleportation point was placed directly in the open space in the backyard of the steel plant where the raw materials were stacked.

Tossed until noon, Jiang Chen finally completed the "sweeping".

"Jinnyima is tired of me"

Clapping his hands, Jiang Chen walked out of the already spacious port.

He had secretly made up his mind that he must build a steel mill on Anga Island, at least roughen the raw materials here, or simply move the steel production process from the end of the world to modern times, and the efficiency of directly transporting iron ore is too low.

Also, when the time comes, a large warehouse must be built in the fish bone base to be used for the transfer of large quantities of resources.

Sitting in the car, Aisha asked, tilting her head.

"Where next?"

"Go to the ferry terminal, I'll have to go to Anga Island in a moment. Jiang Chen said as he took out his mobile phone.

Aisha nodded and started the car

Hong kong.

Due to the orange warning of heavy rain, Future People Technology Company is on holiday today, and Xia Shiyu also stayed in the apartment and did not go out. Looking at the bean-sized raindrops outside the window, she moved her eyes to the TV again.

"I'm behind a public hospital in Olas City, Philippines, and from the outside, it's clear that the neighborhood is in shambles. At present, the Philippine side has dispatched military and police to rescue the victims in the area," the reporter in a raincoat looked very embarrassed in the picture.

The Philippines should be very close to the Panu Islands.

Xia Shiyu's geographical knowledge is not good, and she only vaguely remembers the approximate location of the Panu Islands.

I don't know what he's doing now? Why should I think of him?

Xia Shiyu stretched out her hand to cover her somewhat hot face, and at the same time grabbed the remote control on the coffee table and changed the table.

She doesn't really like to watch the news.

In her memory, it seems that she followed the news only twice. One time was when Jiang Chen went to Iraq, and the other time was now.

At this time, the mobile phone rang suddenly.

Xia Shiyu got up and walked to the bedroom, picking up the mobile phone that was being charged on the bedside table. When she saw the caller's name, her heart jumped twice inexplicably. It was such a coincidence, she just wanted to call to confirm his safety, but she didn't expect him to call first.

"Hello?"

"How's that going over there?"

Hearing Jiang Chen's concerned voice, Xia Shiyu's heart couldn't help but warm.

"It's raining heavily, where are you?"

"It's been raining for a few days, but it's sunny in the morning. Now that the typhoon is heading towards you, pay more attention to safety and minimize travel. Well, you didn't go to work today, did you?" Jiang Chen admonished.

"Nope. ”

"That's good. Jiang Chen said with a smile.

What is called that, how can there be a boss who encourages employees to take a holiday, Xia Shiyu, muttered in her heart.

"By the way, after you're done with the business at hand, you can take the time to come to Xinguo. ”

"Come here in Xinguo, let me ask first, what kind of strange project is it?" Xia Shiyu sighed.

"It's not so much strange as it's shocking. ”

Xia Shiyu was slightly stunned and said suspiciously.

"What the hell is it?"

"Virtual reality online games, have you ever heard of them?" Jiang Chen said with a smile. (To be continued.) )