Chapter 1085: Ostan
The "beep" sound at the end of the call sounded, but Qiao Yuanhua forgot to put down the mobile phone that was resting in his ear, and muttered: Three days later, it will be the weekend, which means that there will be a turnaround in the opening of Hong Kong stocks next Monday, who is the other party?
The thoughts spread, and after a few minutes, Qiao Yuanhua smiled bitterly, because he had no clue at all, and when he was almost exhausted and embattled, he sadly found that he was only one person left to fight, and the two younger brothers were not of the same mind as him, and the old man had not made any statement so far.
Of course, at this stage of the financial game, there is also a Berkshire fund that is completely tied to his interests, but since the latter invested the last dollar of the agreed amount, he can no longer count on it.
After being silent for a long time, Qiao Yuanhua slowly moved the phone in front of him, and after glancing at it, he found that the previous call was actually a six-digit number, that is to say, it was transferred through a special signal platform, and it was almost impossible to find the source of the call.
The right is better than nothing, even if the other party's call is only one percent of the credibility, it is always a hope, of course, as far as he is concerned, he has not thought of disarming and surrendering this week, he can't sit still, it's time to use the hole cards.
A fierce color flashed in his eyes, Qiao Yuanhua dialed a number that had not been contacted for seven or eight years with his mobile phone, there was no accident, after the standard three rings, a deep voice came: "Who is it?"
Qiao Yuanhua's palm holding the mobile phone trembled slightly, I don't know if he was nervous or too worried, and after being silent for seven or eight seconds, he said, "It's an old man." β
"Wait a minute. The other end seemed to transfer the phone out, and after waiting for half a minute, a different voice came, "It's me, what do you need help with?"
"Before five o'clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow, there will be ten suns, and in three days, please ask two guests to go out to sea to see the scenery. β
"Got it. β
After a dialogue that outsiders couldn't understand, Qiao Yuanhua hung up the phone, with a hint of struggle in his extremely solemn face, although the whole person was snail in the big class chair, his body was very stiff, and he exhaled a long breath of turbidity, as if he had wasted a lot of physical strength, and sweat overflowed from his forehead.
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The headquarters of the Holy Alliance, located on an unknown huge island in the Atlantic Ocean, a palace of no less than 100,000 square meters, surrounded by the surrounding buildings arched in the center, exuding an indescribable divine atmosphere, at the top of the palace, a large flag with the sky as the background color fluttered in the wind, above the flag, the holy angel spread its wings and flew, as if to go to the paradise of freedom.
In the VIP room on the outer floor of the palace, a Western-style long dining table of more than ten meters is piled with dozens of delicacies from all over the world, a white man in his forties, wearing a blue navy uniform, and a solemn appearance sits on the main seat, on his left hand side, Yang Bin, Jiang Dahao, and Ye Linyan sit side by side, and several white women wearing classical European court clothes are busy pouring wine and serving food.
"Ostan, your shelves are quite large, and we waited twenty-four hours to make an appointment to see you. Yang Bin did not have the slightest sense of being a guest, frowned, drank brandy, and complained to the white man in the first seat in a mouthful of English.
Ostan, one of the four protectors of the archangel's throne, has an incomparably lofty position in the Holy Alliance, it is said that the most significant stroke of his many glorious achievements is to lead only five of his men to completely wipe out a hundred-person mercenary group ranked seventeenth underground at that time, and the high value of force can be imagined, and one of his three wives is a princess from a country in Northern Europe, and the royal family of a certain country has also been protected by Ostan, after a domestic military turmoil more than ten years ago, from the end of overthrow, to continueγ
Ostan smiled: "King Jin, it's not that I want to snub you, when you informed me, my fleet was practicing in the Pacific Ocean, and there were some storms and waves on the way back, so it was delayed." β
Ostein was very polite to Yang Bin, as if he was an old friend, but who would have thought that now would be the first meeting between the two, in the underground world, respect and treatment are exchanged for strength, that is to say, as the leader of the Salter mercenary group, Yang Bin's strength has been recognized by Ostan, so he will be treated as a guest, if the leader of a weaker organization comes, not to mention the banquet hospitality, whether Ostan will come forward is two words.
In addition to Yang Bin's gaze, Ostan's eyes fell on the table full of delicacies, and he didn't look at Jiang Dahao and Ye Linyan from beginning to end.
Jiang Dahao had an early understanding of the strict hierarchical treatment of the underground world, and at this time, he only lowered his head and ate vigorously, and he was busy picking up vegetables for Ye Linyan, completely treating it as if he was in his own restaurant, but Ye Linyan was a little uncomfortable with this atmosphere, and the limited food sent into his mouth was like chewing wax.
After chatting with Ostein for a few more words, Yang Bin finally got to the point: "Ostan, I'm not here to see you, I want you to arrange for me, I want to meet with your archangel." β
The corners of Ostan's mouth lifted, overflowing with a trace of disdain: "Meet with the angel master, King Jin, just rely on your Salte mercenary group, I'm afraid it's not enough to qualify." β
Yang Bin has been in the underground world for many years, and he doesn't mind the change in the other party's arrogant tone, he picked up a tablecloth and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said with a straight face: "Ostan, you are mistaken, I did not come to see the archangel on behalf of the Salte mercenary group, but came with a friend, it is my friend who wants to meet the archangel, and there are some cooperations that only the archangel can make decisions for the Holy Alliance." As he spoke, he gave Jiang Dahao a look.
The smile on Ostan's face disappeared, and with a turn of his gaze, he stared at Jiang Dahao's body for the first time, and in those blue eyes, a faint flash of electric light, and an invisible coercion quietly spread out from the strong man's body.
Ye Linyan's body suddenly became stiff, and her reaction was the most obvious here, and even the maid in charge of the reception only paused slightly, Jiang Dahao stuffed the small half of the leftover West Point on the dinner fork into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and after swallowing it, he raised his head, looked at Ostein calmly, frowned, and his face was light and light, mixed with a trace of anger, and said slowly: " Ostan, the food is good, and I am quite satisfied with your hospitality, but you have offended my woman, so let me punish you with a small punishment. β
As soon as the words fell, Jiang Dahao slowly got up, walked to Ostan's side unhurriedly, looked at the latter lightly with a bird's-eye attitude, and under the latter's suddenly frightened and inexplicable eyes, he stretched out a finger and made a motion to wipe his neck.