"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm glad to be here with you tonight. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Yesterday we were still very strange, even hostile to each other. But from now on, I believe we can start working together. ”

In Luanda's Fort San Miguel, the open-air viewing platform was turned into a simple banquet hall. Under the high-power light, Zhou Qingfeng raised his wine glass and drank with everyone.

There were more than 100 people at the venue, most of whom were the three sects and nine streams of the 'Starlight Princess'. The crowd, led by the Captain of the 'Profiteer', stood together and raised their glasses in celebration of His Excellency the Legion Commander. Everyone here is smiling as gracefully as possible, because His Excellency the Legion Commander is extraordinary.

The news that the captain of the Hugo Army sent 100,000 tons of supplies to Africa has already spread all over the world on the radio. Although the main audience of this big cake is Chinese, it is enough to fatten many, many brokers!

After all, His Excellency the Legion Commander personally said that this is only the first batch of supplies, and there will only be more in the future. Think about how scarce food and medicine are right now, and you know how much money you can make in it!

"Guys, I don't care how much you make, I only care how much you can bring me benefits?" Zhou Qingfeng clearly marked the price, and Tong Su was not bullied. He also needs someone to work for him, happy to make a 'reasonable' profit.

"I know you're all from Europe, and I happen to be interested in Europe as well. I was open to buying all kinds of supplies from Europe. Zhou Qingfeng walked up to the captain of the 'profiteer', and when he raised his glass, no one could help but echo.

"Mr. Captain." Zhou Qingfeng patted the captain of the 'profiteer' on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "I have contracted all the more than 30,000 people on your cruise ship, and I will give you enough remuneration and provide diesel fuel and supplies." For example, I hope that you will continue to help me bring valuable people from Europe. ”

The captain of the 'profiteer' still thought that the people on his ship would be given to Zhou Qingfeng for nothing, but he didn't know that there would be a return. He hurriedly grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's hand and said in a grateful tone: "Your Excellency, Legion Commander, your generosity is truly appreciated. ”

The flattering villain - seeing the disgusting compliment and flattery of the captain, everyone else at the table cursed in their hearts. They only hated themselves for not being able to establish a good relationship with His Excellency the Legion Commander in the first place, which now meant wealth and power.

Someone had the audacity to ask, "Your Excellency, honorable Legion Commander, is there any special qualification for what you call a 'valuable person'?" ”

"There's no limit, as long as I need it, you can get it. Of course, don't be too brutal, as this will provoke resistance. Zhou Qingfeng shrugged simply.

Now everyone in the banquet hall gasped, isn't this the slave trade? Hundreds of years ago, it was Europeans who brought black slaves to Europe and the Americas. Well, now the Europeans are going to transport white slaves to Africa and the Americas.

According to the quotation made by Zhou Qingfeng, there is at least ten times the profit. You know, the situation in Europe is also very bad now, Western Europe and Northern Europe are slightly stronger, but Eastern Europe and Southern Europe are hell. If a stable trade route can be established, the 'supply of goods' is not a problem at all.

As for morality, who cares about morality these days? We are saving!

Thinking that the voyage from Europe to Angola was not too far, and thinking that his 'Starlight Princess' could be crammed with forty or fifty thousand people, and thinking about the huge profits in it, the captain of the 'profiteer' was red with excitement and his heart beat twice.

Leaving aside a group of unscrupulous businessmen, Zhou Qingfeng came to another round table. The people sitting at this table were more reserved, the surviving high-ranking scholars on the Starlight Princess, and one of them, Wilson, was also present in a wheelchair.

"Greetings, Your Excellency Legionnaire. Please forgive me for not being able to stand up and express my gratitude. "Mr. Wilson had just undergone surgery, and although he was still mentally and physically weak, the needles had saved his life.

"You don't have to go to this banquet at all." For scholars, Zhou Qingfeng always gives preferential treatment. He stepped forward and pressed the old naturalist who wanted to sit up, and sat down beside him.

"I've learned everything you've done in the Americas and Africa, and I'm grateful for your efforts to save lives." Whether it's sincere or not, at least for now, Old Man Wilson is very cordial to Zhou Qingfeng.

"Actually, I hope to save more people, if you have any friends who need help, please come to me." Zhou Qingfeng smiled generously.

Old man Wilson was stunned, there were too many people who needed help now, but Zhou Qingfeng said that he was willing to help his friend. This is an empty statement, but the intention is very clear - it is nothing more than a desire to use the old man's connections to win over high-end scholars in Europe.

From the point of view of his heart, Wilson wanted to refuse. People in the Nordic countries have always had no good impression of flower growers, and all kinds of inexplicable self-superiority. But if he really wanted to refuse, the old man couldn't open his mouth, because the situation in Europe is really bad now.

The European region is similar to that of the United States, and there are no fewer nuclear bombs. Especially in countries like Northern Europe, where the latitude is high, food is often imported, and now there is a ghost who imports food to them. As for southern Europe, many of France's nuclear power plants have already had problems, and no man's land is one by one.

In order to survive, people in Europe are running towards Africa. Now that there is a person with real power who has taken the initiative to extend an olive branch, it seems very unethical to think about overseas Chinese feelings. Wilson thought about his difficulties all the way to Africa, and then thought about how many friends were suffering in Europe, and he really couldn't refuse Zhou Qingfeng's request.

"I think ......, I can think about it." Wilson made an extremely difficult decision, pausing for a moment and saying, "I can draw up a list and contact it personally." ”

"Thank you very much for your cooperation." Zhou Qingfeng took the initiative to shake Wilson's hand, and also asked people to take pictures as a souvenir. He doesn't care whether the other party is really happy or not, anyway, when it comes to his territory, anyone has to think about the difference between cooperation and confrontation.

And in the banquet hall, the most special group were the enemy officers who had fallen overboard and were captured in the naval battle yesterday. Among them, the army and navy both, a total of more than a dozen people attended the banquet. Compared to eager businessmen and half-pushed scholars, these soldiers are the most embarrassing.

For example, Gun Commander Chris and others originally wanted to get their identities to be recruited, but Zhou Qingfeng did solicit, but the means were not so pleasant.

After a day's leftovers, Gunslinger Chris lost his temper - people are clearly going to beat you, and you can still go on a hunger strike to show your courage? Maybe they're going to starve you to death.

"Hey!" Zhou Qingfeng walked over with a wine glass, looked at the dozen or so captured officers standing up in front of the table, and asked with a smile: "Who hit my yacht with one shot yesterday?" ”

Ahem...... Chris almost choked on his own saliva. But in the face of Zhou Qingfeng's inquiry, he had to stand up straight, raise his head and chest, and said, "Your Excellency the Honorable Legion Commander, my name is Chris, and I was the gun commander on the ship at that time. It was I who commanded the front main gun that hit your yacht. ”

Chris was proud when he said this. But after being proud, he felt that his skills were too poor, a regular warship hit a yacht, and the shells were empty for half a day and the other party was not completely killed.

However, Zhou Qingfeng praised Chris for doing a good job, and he asked again, "Then who made the frigate run so fast that I almost couldn't escape after chasing me." ”

It was the chief engineer who stood up this time, also with a little pride, and it seemed that chasing Zhou Qingfeng had become a great blessing in life. And Zhou Qingfeng also praised a few words, and the other party who praised was overjoyed.

Similarly, among the officers present, there were also people who drove a smaller frigate to dodge Zhou Qingfeng's yacht everywhere. Someone controlled the cannon to smash Zhou Qingfeng's yacht to pieces, someone controlled the radar, someone controlled the artillery, and someone was in charge of the rudder.

It was obviously a-for-tat battle of life and death, but Zhou Qingfeng asked it sentence by sentence, but the people in the navy were in a good mood, like a spring breeze. Especially when His Excellency the Legion Commander complimented: "You are all the elite of the navy, I don't want to embarrass you, and I really want to gain your allegiance." ”

The boss said that he was not to blame for the past, why don't you hurry up and bow your head and swear allegiance? Do you want to eat leftovers for a few more days?

Just when the Navy personnel were thinking about whether it was more elegant to kneel on one knee in the Western style or more solemn in the Chinese style of kneeling, several officers in the army felt that they had been neglected.

The people of the army jumped out first to brush up on their presence, "Your Excellency Legion Commander, we are willing to be loyal to you and be the vanguard for you, attacking Bane's lair from the sea. We promise it's a brilliant idea! ”

yes, that's a brilliant idea. But the people in the navy immediately became angry, and scolded one by one with cold eyebrows: "You army defected too quickly, right?" It's just a bunch of white traitors. Shame on you! Shame on you! ”