Modern time and space, the viewing garden on the top floor of a commercial building in Central, Hong Kong.

Zhao Cheng, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and seemed to always have a faint and kind smile on his face, sat next to the simple and elegant coffee table. With his left hand holding his right hand, he held a precious purple clay pot and poured warm tea into the tea bowl on the coffee table.

Gao Yang, who was sitting across from him, was dressed in a formal suit. Cross-legged, his left hand propped up on his thigh to support his chin, and the knuckles of his right hand were placed on the coffee table and tapped meaninglessly, making a 'dong dong' sound.

Some wandering eyes crossed Zhao Chengze, who was focused on making tea, and landed on the iconic Bank of China Building not far away.

"It's beautiful." Gao Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a low voice.

Even if he didn't look back, Zhao Cheng knew what Gao Yang was talking about. Put down the purple clay pot in his hand, picked up the tea bowl and put it in front of Gao Yang, smiled indifferently, and said, "It's really good." ”

"Well, that's good." Gao Yang took a sip of the tea bowl and praised it softly. I don't know if it's saying that the tea is good or that building is good.

After the tea tasting, the two began to move on to the formal topic.

"SC Trading's business has dropped a lot lately." Zhao Cheng said out loud.

Gao Yang pursed his lips, smiled bitterly, and said, "Don't comfort me, it's just the rhythm of going out of business." ”

"Huh." Zhao Cheng smiled and was noncommittal to Gao Yang's words. Although the company's profitability has declined dramatically, with the strong support of President Nzouba of an African country, SC Trade, which operates an extremely lucrative gold and oil mining business, can still bring valuable wealth to Goyang.

"It's a good thing I'm a private company. If I change to a listed company, then I will definitely be kicked out by the shareholders whose interests have been damaged by holding a meeting. Gao Yang took a sip of tea and continued to complain to Zhao Chengze.

After the previous target space-time was forcibly closed, Gaoyang's biggest channel to make money, the bulk oil transaction, was cut off. Without a large supply of oil at almost no cost, the rate at which Gao Yang earned his fortune in the modern world immediately began to decline dramatically.

Although he is not short of money now. However, he also spends more money!

Seeing that a large-scale infrastructure construction is about to start again in the new target space, the equipment and raw materials that need to be purchased are all astronomical!

As long as Mr. Gao speaks. How much and how much to have. Zhao Cheng knew that Gao Yang would not be able to agree, but he couldn't help but speak.

Gao Yang understood what he meant. Anything Gao Yang needed, Zhao Cheng could take it out. And it doesn't cost a dime!

However, these are all human favors! Where in the world will there be a free lunch? Zhao Cheng also needs to be rewarded for paying these things! It's just that he's not asking for money.

"Thank you very much Mr. Gao for the technical information related to high-energy batteries. If possible, hopefully we can continue to work together. Sure enough, Zhao Cheng quickly confided his thoughts.

Gao Yang is not prepared to make money by selling out advanced technology. The information on the high-energy battery given to Zhao Chengze before is an understanding, which summarizes the previous feelings and help.

"Although the oil business is falling sharply now, I still have other channels to make money." Gao Yang put down the tea bowl, chuckled at the corner of his mouth, looked at Zhao Chengze, and said with a serious face.

"Oh?" Zhao Chengze, who knew that things would not be so easy, was not discouraged. immediately looked at Gao Yang with a very interested look, waiting for his next words.

Meals should be eaten one bite at a time, and things should be done little by little. The most important thing is to maintain a good relationship with Gao Yang first. Gao Yang's help will be obtained one day.

"So, I signed a new business agreement with President Nzouba. I will be the sole agent for his country's timber export business. It is a large amount of wood. Mr. Zhao, are you interested in taking over? Gao Yang said with a smile.

It's true that it's a timber business, but it's not from President Nzuba. It's the wood of the target plane!

The target space-time that has not experienced large-scale industrial destruction is home to a large number of primeval forests. There are many tall and precious woods that have grown for more than 100 years. Compared to some varieties that can be called rare in modern space-time, there are many in the target space-time.

Given the conditions of the target space-time, mining all sorts of important mineral deposits or oil mines there is no joke at all. Even if Gao Yang gets a full set of mining equipment, the aborigines over there don't need it.

Let's not talk about that relative to the needs of large-scale industrial mining. Extremely bad traffic conditions. There were no roads or railways, and there were new mines, roads, a lot of machinery, and the need to open up the entire mountain.

He couldn't recruit even the most basic workers. Where would the people of the target plane understand what modern industrial mining is? High-tech equipment is also unlikely to be used. On the contrary, you will be scared.

If you use a cyborg warrior, you need a lot of them. The consumption of energy points Gao Yang can't stand it.

If there is no industrial mining, the output will be completely dependent on manpower by relying on the very low quantities. There is simply no basis for space-time trade.

In this case, Gao Yang chose a very convenient renewable resource, wood. Locals only need to be equipped with simple cutting tools to obtain a sufficient amount of wood. And. The value of wood in modern time and space is not low. It's enough to get what Gao Yang needs.

He needed a way to make money now, and the best thing he could get from the target plane was wood.

"This" Zhao Cheng clasped his hands together, groaned slightly, and made a thoughtful expression. He knew in his heart that what Gao Yang said was all a lie. Wood is definitely there, but definitely not from Africa!

In the past, when Gaoyang was engaged in a large-scale oil business, it was investigated in detail. Although the oil mines in Africa are well guarded, everyone knows how much the oil mines can produce under the careful investigation of the world's top professionals.

However, that little bit of production is not even one-tenth of what Gao Yang sold! Where does his oil come from? A group of top experts have been searching for a long time without finding a clue. All the clues were broken when they reached Libreville.

One ton of oil is transported from the mine to Libreville, loaded onto a tanker, and then shipped out of Africa to the delivery site, and then it becomes ten tons! This terrifying technology is the most terrible!

It's not that no one has hit the attention of those channels. It's just that none of the experts who sneaked into the oil mines, the port of Libreville, and those transporting oil tankers reappeared! No one is alive, no corpse is dead.

It wasn't until some time ago that Gao Yang took the initiative to interrupt the large-scale oil trade that these top experts let go sullenly.

Now, Goyang has proposed a timber deal. Zhao Cheng knew that Gao Yang needed money to buy a large number of supplies. It's like he's done before.

In the same way, no one knows where the massive supplies have gone. The destination is Africa, but all the experts have never seen anything there!

By the way, there is one more thing that has to be mentioned. In Africa, President Nzouba's country has now become one of the most feared areas of terror for those experts.

No matter what country or power, no matter how good a professional. They have less than a 10 percent chance of being able to sneak in and then come out alive. This is definitely a place that is even more terrifying than the battlefield.

There are too many secrets on Gao Yang's body.

Zhao Cheng wanted to say to Gao Yang, I can give you whatever you want. Anyway, those things are! It's just that he also knows in his heart that Gao Yang doesn't want to owe favors. He didn't want to give what he wanted.

"No problem, I'll want as many as I want. Now the international timber market is doing well, which is a good thing to make a fortune. Zhao Cheng quickly came back to his senses and said with a smile.

In any case, the most important thing is to continue to maintain a good relationship with Gao Yang. Sooner or later, his secrets will be known. Although Zhao Chengze and some of the best experts already have some ideas and clues. I just can't confirm it yet.

"Hmm." Gao Yang nodded, picked up the tea bowl again and took a sip. He smiled and said, "Happy cooperation." ”

"It's a pleasure to work with." Zhao Chengze's eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses flashed an imperceptible faint smile, and he said softly.

"Hurry, hurry! Run for Lao Tzu! I didn't eat in the morning! "A sturdy man with a centipede-like scar on his face and a camouflage uniform. Yuan opened his eyes and waved the whip in his hand, scolding the group of tired and panting recruits in front of him, sticking out their tongues.

This is a recruit training camp near Yingzhou City, which is full of newly recruited recruits. At this moment, these recruits who have just left their civilian status and become glorious soldiers are training recruits under the scorching sun under the supervision of the veterans of the Victorious Army.

Dressed in fancy camouflage uniforms, with strange galoshes on his feet. These recruits, who were already soaked in sweat, were practicing with their lives.

Muddy puddles, narrow single-plank bridges, nets made of ropes, long pits, long loops, and so on, all kinds of training methods that had no idea what they were used for, made these leaders who had just put down their hoes dizzy.

The sun was scorching, and there was not a single cloud in the sky. The scorching sun shone directly on the sergeants, and many of them were already in a trance.

It's just that the trainer didn't shout to stop, and no one dared to stop. The result of non-stop military orders is to be kicked out. The recruits, who were able to eat meat every day and received their first salaries, were no longer willing to go back to the camp to drink porridge!

Everyone wants to be better.

The gates of the camp were opened, and a group of freshly dressed horsemen slowly walked in.

The first general, riding a handsome dragon horse with a black and transparent body, and a body that was obviously larger than the surrounding war horses, restrained the war horse, and looked at the recruits who were running and jumping among various obstacles with bright eyes. (To be continued......)