Chapter 392 of the main text volume Miller

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Hou Wenjun's chartered flight arrived at the Bugbug Airport, saying that the airport is actually just a rectangular square made of mud and tamping, and this legendary Bugbug 'airport' is not even surrounded by barbed wire fence to prevent idlers from entering, and the entire airport is generously opened to the citizens of Bugbugg as a leisure square.

To be honest, if you are going to the magical continent of Africa, it is really not a big problem for Chinese people to love to cross the road. Here, people are playing across the airport, and it is also at the moment when the plane is about to land. The two co-pilots, who have been flying internationally for more than 3,000 hours each, almost took our billionaire Hou Wenjun to see God when they landed at this airport for the first time.

In the face of the kind of young Egyptian who dares to play football on the runway when the plane lands, the two captains, as veteran drivers, can only write the word 'suit' to the courage of the African people.

Hou Wenjun, who had just been frightened and had weak legs (in order to avoid the crowd in the runway, the captain suddenly pulled up the nose of the plane before landing), as soon as he stepped out of the plane door, he was slapped by the sweltering heat of Bugbug. Bugbug's summer eggs don't even need to be boiled, and the fierce sun on the top of this desert town is enough to fry a raw egg in three to five minutes.

"Hello Mr. Hou Wenjun, I'm Gray Miller, the head of IA in Libya." Miller, who was standing under the spiral staircase of the cabin door, looked coldly at Hou Wenjun, who was trembling and holding on to the handrail of the spiral staircase, and walked down slowly.

A black suit, a white shirt, and a pair of black sunglasses that cover most of his face, plus Miller's unsmiling face when he greets him. With a simple face, Miller's typical IA elite image went deep into Hou Wenjun's heart. The silly bird in a black suit on a hot day, except for the people of IA, no one in Bugbugg would welcome him with this image.

Hou Wenjun, who finally recovered from the damn heat wave of Bugbug, also said with his classic smile, "I'm Hou Wenjun, it's nice to meet you, Mr. Miller." Saying that, Hou Wenjun warmly stretched out his hand and shook Miller's hand, if he knew that the Miller he was facing was not an elite of IA at all, but a bastard who was so corrupt that he kept a few mistresses for a long time by corruption, Hou Wenjun would definitely be wary of secretly visiting the Libyan Eastern Capital Tribal Alliance in the future.

It's a pity that IA's ability to call for wind and rain in overseas countries and Miller's very deceptive appearance made Hou Wenjun full of expectations for the future tribal trip.

In the face of Hou Wenjun's fiery enthusiasm, Miller still nodded with a cold face and said, "Time is relatively tight, I will explain the specific situation to you in detail on the road." After saying that, Miller didn't care about Hou Wenjun's embarrassment with a hot face and a cold ass, and turned around and walked directly towards the small business airliner parked on the other side of the airport.

The colder Miller's face became, the more Wen Jun believed that he had already managed the Eastern Alliance, and that he was just saying hello and making a familiar face. It's not that Hou Wenjun is too naïve, but the IA in the 80s really exploded, looking at the world from the end of the 70s to the end of the 80s, there were more than 100 democratic revolutions (big and influential) around the world, and nearly 30 countries or regions around the world completed the so-called 'democratic' revolution (independence) under the instigation of IA.

Although the lives of the local people after the so-called democratic revolution led by the United States have become more difficult, those politicians who are eager to take office (opposition parties or simply local warlords) will not care about the fire of ****, as if they can't see the historical lessons of other democratic revolutionary countries, and go forward and lick this group of IA foreign adults who represent the US government, which in turn has created the name of IA.

Without the support of IA, even if your democratic vote and separation of powers are more thorough than those of the United States. You are also a dictator, and you must be brought down by NATO forces led by the United States and representing justice. For example, in Libya, the ideal of anti-American and anti-Western politics must be defeated in the eyes of the United States. Judging from Hou Wenjun, the Yankees may have already laid out a game in Libya, and the tribal armed alliance in the east is undoubtedly a sharp weapon for IA to overthrow Kazafei, with the American uncle paving the way in front, Hou Wenjun is not afraid of these eastern chieftains playing tricks.

Yes, although Hou Wenjun looked very humble and low-key in front of the card miscellaneous fees, he had already prepared to kick the old card after the wind direction changed. Of course, before the powder keg in the Middle East is completely detonated (don't doubt that the Gulf War is likely to be promoted by the United States, in order to completely tie several oil-exporting countries such as Saudi Arabia and the United Arab Emirates to the American chariot), Hou Wenjun believes that the Americans will not use the card and miscellaneous expenses first, and in Hou Wenjun's opinion, he still has at least several years to lay out, so as to take the opportunity to swallow up part of Libya's oil fields in the event of future turmoil in Libya.

Backed by the huge market of Rabbit Country, which is extremely oil-poor and has a population of 1.3 billion people as the foundation (Hou Wenjun really wants to strengthen the oil fields in Libya, and for the sake of internal to internal (Rabbit currency settlement) transactions to oil, Rabbit Country will turn its face with any country), being a 'rootless' oil merchant is not Hou Wenjun's ultimate wish.

In the face of Libya, a country that may have serious turmoil in the future, Hou Wenjun, who has always liked to engage in power-for-money trading, has no reason to let himself miss the opportunity. Gray Miller, the head of IA Libya, is Hou Wenjun's key befriender, and although IA's elite is very difficult to deal with, Hou Wenjun is still willing to try.

"Cuban goods, which are still rare in North Africa, come to one?" Hou Wenjun, who had just sat on the business jet, couldn't wait to take out his magic weapon, Cuban cigars. Although Hou Wenjun himself does not like to smoke cigars, he does not understand this so-called 'virgin' cigar (PADN Seri E1962, 80yea. Those so-called cigars sharpened on girly thighs are only this brand of cigars, but not this one, this one is more high-end. The world's top ten cigars are ranked tenth, but this one is basically on the list to make up the number, and there is a big gap between the price of the previously recognized top cigars) Why will it be sold for 300 dollars a piece, but this does not prevent him from using such high-end goods to win over and corrupt those government officials who have never seen the market.

Looking at the 'stall' handed over by Hou Wenjun, Miller, who likes to smoke a cohiba (3400 US dollars each, ranked 9th among the world's top ten famous cigars) when he was happy, looked at the cigar in Hou Wenjun's hand coldly, shook his head and said, "The plane will take off soon." Miller was really embarrassed to take out the box of Cohiba on his body and smoke it, after all, he was sitting across from him as a billionaire (dollar), so there was no need to slap people in the face.

To be honest, if you want to wait for a new rich man like Wenjun who doesn't have enough background, his quality of life is really not as good as that of a powerful official like Miller. Of course, this is also thanks to the IA's regulatory system, and Miller, as the director of Libya, can make up a random reason (send tribal leaders, hand over magnates, etc.) to get the mainland to give him boxes of this luxury by air. Relatively speaking, IA still has a very bottom line, and things can be given casually (think of those arms and weapons, a few boxes of luxury goods are really nothing), but when it comes to money, it is very complicated.

According to the different functions and levels, there is a fixed amount of cash that agents in each position can use, not to prevent corruption (for IA's hundreds of billions of dollars in annual operation funds, he is really not afraid that you will be greedy for this little money), but for fear that those elite agents who have been fighting in enemy countries all year round will take the money and run back to the United States to live an incognito life as an ordinary person (spies are really bad and extremely stressful). It's not that I'm afraid of death but I'm afraid of being trapped, and how miserable the spies who are caught will end up in their own brains).

Running away from a highly trained agent like Miller (who is familiar with the internal processes of IA) would be difficult for IA to catch on its own. But arms, luxury goods, etc. are much easier to handle, so items like luxury goods are really used for operations, and part of them are for the agents themselves to enjoy, which can be regarded as the humane management of IA. (To be continued.) )