Palawan, early. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sun is rising, and today for the people of Palawan, the mood is the same as the weather, the sky is clear, and the sky is cloudless.

After Lin Qing finished breakfast, he wiped his mouth and looked at the time on the wall, six forty-five o'clock, there was still a period of time before he and Bai Qi and the others agreed on eight o'clock.

After closing his eyes and thinking about it for a while, and realizing that there was not much to do in his premature past, he turned on today's TV and prepared to watch today's news.

There is not much change in the news from yesterday, except for the international aspect, last night, the United States once again launched an air raid on Tikrit, an important town in northern Iraq, and yesterday the US president met with the Philippine ambassador, and the two sides had a friendly and cordial conversation, and so on, there is nothing else.

Lin Qing didn't know that when he was watching the news at home boringly, there were hundreds of cowboys in Texas, USA, who were preparing items, buying supplies, and preparing to go to Palawan.

At seven fifteen, Lin Qing got up, and the old housekeeper Joe Hart walked behind Lin Qing with a tuxedo and white gloves, and gently placed a cloak behind Lin Qing.

"Mr. Earl, where are you going this time?"

"China, the United States." There is no concealment for Joe Hart Lin Qing, for this old housekeeper, Lin Qing is still very trusting, from the Netherlands to Palawan, he followed Lin Qing all the way, and took care of Lin Qing along the way.

Lin Qing also enjoyed Joe Hart's care very much, and sometimes, Joe Hart was not around, and Lin Qing was still a little unaccustomed to it.

"Sir, will you take me with you this time? I've been to many countries in the world, but I've never been to China, I want to see it, and I want to follow you outside while I can still walk! Joe Hart stood behind Lin Qing and slowly said his thoughts.

Lin Qing nodded: "No problem, Steward Qiao, sometimes when I am alone outside, without your care, I even feel a little unaccustomed, I was worried that it would be inconvenient for you to travel and travel, otherwise I would take you with me wherever I go!" ”

After Joe Hart heard Lin Qing's agreement, a smile immediately appeared on his face: "Don't worry, Mr. Earl, my health is very good, even if I go to the South Pole now, I don't have any problems!" Sir, I'll go clean up. ”

"Okay, go ahead, Liu Lie take care of Steward Qiao!" Lin Qing nodded and walked into his study, he still had some things to bring with him to China this time.

7:50 a.m., Puerto Princesa port.

Most of the leaders of the Palawan Democratic Republic were present at Puerto Princesa, anxiously waiting for something to arrive.

Lin Qing's convoy slowly drove into the port, and this time the acceptance ceremony was different from the high-profile of the Filipinos, except for high-ranking government officials, there were no outsiders at all.

When Lin Qing stepped out of the car, Hei Ye and the others took the lead in running over and grabbed Lin Qing's hand: "Head, you're finally here, I thought you wouldn't come." ”

Lin Qing smiled, nodded, and after saying hello to the people around him, he took the lead and walked to the front of the port, looking at the sea level of the port from afar.

In ten minutes, the Dutch freighter was about to enter the port, Lin Qing stood in front of the port, looking at the sea level with a mysterious smile on his face, and no longer paid attention to Sanshui and the others beside him.

"Who is that person? How come it has never been seen, how come the former president, the current president, the Minister of Defense and others are by his side? Some Palawan officials who had never met Lin Qing were discussing in a whisper.

"I don't know, I haven't seen it either, whose son is this person? He looks so young! ”

"How can it be whose son, whose son has such a big face? The eldest son of the Rothschild family? Or the grandson of the President of the United States! "These high-ranking Palawan officials were almost all officials of Palawan Province before, and their vision was not too broad.

And after Palawan became independent, Lin Qing did not appear in the public eye at all, and it is normal for these officials not to know Lin Qing, and today Lin Qing did not make any disguise to appear in the public eye for the first time, after all, this Dutch business was negotiated by him, so he had to come forward.

"Hey, you don't know?" One of the more well-informed officials of the diplomatic department came over.

The remaining officials who didn't know Lin Qing's identity looked at him: "What? What do you know? Let's talk about it, give us a little more insight. ”

"I'll tell you, you should know that not long ago, Puerto Princess changed its name to Qinglin Port, right? You know why? ”

After the Foreign Ministry official finished speaking, he smiled mysteriously, and then stopped talking.

"Hey, you keep talking, we all know about this, Qinglin Port, I think this name is good, at least it's better than Princess Port, as the capital, the name of Princess Port is a little too feminine!"

"Don't say half a word, say it quickly!"

“・・・・・・”

The official of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs looked around at the people who were interested in him, and said in an official tone: "I want to know, hehe, let's do it, our economy has been in difficulty recently, our Ministry of Foreign Affairs has been in difficulty, I haven't had a good meal for a long time, you know!" ”

"Alright, Minister Claro, I'll treat you to a big meal, how about it, tell me quickly!"

"Yes, I'll give you a meal too! Come on, don't spoil our appetite・・・・・・・"

"I please, too! ・・・・・・”

"Count me in ・・・・・・"

After the last group of officials all owed a meal to the officials of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Clero slowly spoke again: "Let me tell you, the man in front is called Lin Qing, let me tell you, he is the real big boss, the real big boss of our Palawan!" ”

"He, I still didn't want to hear what Mr. Xu Xiaoxiao said, this Lin Qing is the boss behind our Palawan, just like those consortia behind the United States, otherwise do you think where did so much gold come from yesterday?"

"Where did it come from?" The crowd asked unanimously.

"It's all provided by this Mr. Lin Qing, and I heard that the fighter jets this time were also negotiated between Mr. Lin Qing and the Dutch government, let me tell you, in our Palawan, you can offend the president, don't offend this Mr. Lin Qing, otherwise you don't know how to die!"

"Suck! ・・・・・" (To be continued.) )