The Lao army colonel stood aside, standing in a straight position.

More than 100 soldiers lined up to separate the breakfast table from the off-road vehicle.

Whether it is pedestrians or vendors, or those "big brothers" with hangovers, they dare not come in when they see this kind of battle.

Jiang Yang got up and said to the board who was checking out on the side, "Inch."

Bancun turned around: "Huh?"

Jiang Yang pointed to the table behind him: "I also bought Brother Three-eyed's order."

Wednesday Yan was already in a state of distraction at this time, and her hand was like an electric fan: "No, no, no, no."

He immediately stood up, looked at the proprietress and said, "I'll buy this big brother's order."

Then he looked at Jiang Yang: "You just go."

After that, he looked at the colonel and said with a smile, "Colonel Lapa, I'm Wednesday Yan, remember me?"

The colonel looked back at Wednesday Yan, thought for a long time, and shook his head slightly.

Wednesday Yan said, "I invited you to dinner half a year ago, and I came to the Huaxia Hotel on the north side of Good Luck. When I got that piece of land, you helped me find someone to sign it, and you forgot?"

The colonel frowned slightly, "I'm sorry, you remembered the wrong person."

Hearing this response, Wednesday Yan didn't dare to say anything more.

Jiang Yang picked up the business card on the table and glanced at Zhou Yan.

Wednesday Yan didn't have the slightest bit of alcohol at this time, and forced out a smile.

Jiang Yang nodded slightly and put away his business card.

Then he didn't say anything more, and strode out of the middle of the line of soldiers.

Zu Shengdong followed closely.

Ban Cun glanced at Zhou Yan and said, "Brother Three-eyed, please cover us more in the future."

After that, he followed.

Wednesday Yan was about to cry, and the expression on her face was a little wonderful.

When the colonel saw the three of them leaving, he also glanced at Wednesday Yan.

There was something meaningful about this look.

Then, he left behind Zu Shengdong and Bancun.

Until Jiang Yang got into a jeep at the front, after the car started.

The soldiers in the formation had just moved, put their guns on their backs, and began to run and follow the car as they had come, and finally disappeared into the Mekong River.

The footsteps faded away, and the Mekong River was quiet again.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

At any given time, the sense of oppression of the warlords is enormous and hits the hearts of the people.

Wednesday Yan, who was still making a lot of nonsense just now, was already soaked in cold sweat on her back at this time.

When the breeze blew by the river, I shivered. He hadn't come back to his senses until now, and when he remembered everything he had just done, he couldn't help but be afraid for a while.

Looking at the place where the convoy and the soldiers disappeared, Wednesday Yan muttered to herself, "This Golden Triangle ......"

"When did you have such a character......

"And he's still Chinese."

Wednesday Yan was curious: "I haven't heard of it......

……

At 10 a.m., Vientiane Provincial State Office.

The space in the office is huge, and the mahogany furniture is very heavy, more simple and dignified, and less luxurious.

Even the sofa is made of wood.

A Laotian woman in her thirties made a few cups of tea and placed them in front of Jiang Yang, Zu Shengdong and Ban Cun.

Cha Shan's smiling eyebrows and kind eyes, his eyes became a crescent moon, and he looked at Jiang Yang and said in a Chinese that he was not fluent in: "Mr. Jiang, try our ancient tree tea here."

Jiang Yang nodded slightly, picked up the wooden teacup and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

A strong aroma of tea came to my nose.

It was a smell of wood, a smell of nature.

Simplicity to the extreme.

Drink into your mouth and go along

The throat went down, and the stomach suddenly warmed up.

"Good tea."

Jiang Yang admired.

Cha Shan said with a smile: "These are tea cakes picked by tea farmers from the primeval forest, and after simple processing and processing, they are made with classical techniques."

"I have the privilege of drinking a century-old Pu'er tea in China."

"Compared to the taste of that tea, this is still ......."

Chashan thought for a moment and said, "Worse."

Jiang Yang looked at Cha Shan and smiled politely, "Each has its own merits."

Speaking of this, Jiang Yang raised the teacup in his hand and asked, "This kind of tea should be very expensive in Laos."

Cha Shan said: "Compared with the tea cakes that ordinary people drink, this ancient tree tea is indeed much more expensive. Tea sold in the ordinary market is about 35 yuan a cake."

As he spoke, Cha Shan took the simple package of tea cakes from the woman who made the tea and handed it to Jiang Yang: "This kind of ancient tree tea is usually more difficult to pick, and it is deep in the primeval forest, and it is also dangerous to climb, so the price is much higher."

Jiang Yang stretched out his hand to take it, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

It's still the mellow scent of wood and tea, but it's a little stronger.

"For example, the cake and tea you are holding in your hand will be sold for about 100 yuan here."

Jiang Yang was slightly stunned.

"Even though it's 100 yuan, it's beyond the reach of the vast majority of Laotians."

"Fortunately, there are still a few rich people here."

"So this kind of tea still has its own market in Laos."

Jiang Yang nodded after hearing this, and put the tea back on the table.

Chashan was still smiling: "I'm sorry Mr. Jiang, this is already the best tea I took out here to entertain you."

"It's not that we can't afford better tea."

"But right now, here, the best tea is only 100 yuan."

Jiang Yang took another sip of tea and did not speak.

At this time, he had roughly understood what Chashan meant.

It seems that he is talking about tea, but in fact, Chashan is politely communicating with Jiang Yang about various questions about the current situation in Laos.

The current state of the people, the current state of the economy, the current state of trade, and the various differences between the two countries.

"Tell me about our collaboration."

Jiang Yang put down the teacup and did not continue to communicate with Chashan about the topic of tea, but changed the conversation and looked at Chashandao.

Chashan nodded, "Okay."

Jiang Yang stretched out his right hand towards Bancun.

Bancun immediately understood, opened the briefcase, and took out a stack of documents from it.

Jiang Yang took the document and handed it to Chashan.

"Construction can start on the roads connecting Boten to Vang Vieng, to Vientiane and to Luang Prabang."

Jiang Yang looked at Cha Shan and said, "Blue Whale Multinational Investment Group will set up a special tourism development company at the end of this month to be responsible for development, operation, and maintenance."

"The aim is to develop the available places in Laos as tourist attractions and attract tourists from all over the world to come here for consumption."

"The development of tourist attractions, the writing of cultural stories, the filling of entertainment programs, the charging standards, etc., are controlled by this company and your country, and invested by the Blue Whale Group. Your country will hold a 55-5 share of profits."

Jiang Yang pointed to the information in Chashan's hand and continued, "Railways, aerospace and other transportation can also start construction, according to our previous agreement, parastatal. Your country is responsible for arranging routes, staff, employment, personnel arrangements, etc., and Blue Whale will manage it."

"Whether it's roads, tourism, aerospace, railways, as well as the infrastructure and various projects that we are currently investing in, we have a very clear idea of the nature of the cooperation."

"Two ways."

"The first is from the beginning of the Blue Whale investment until all the investment costs are recovered

Sell the shares to your country, and in the end only 20% will be retained, and the management will be handed over."

Jiang Yang stretched out his second finger: "Second, since the Blue Whale investment, all operations and personnel arrangements have been operated by Blue Whale. Ten years later, regardless of whether it is profitable or not, Blue Whale will completely withdraw and hand over the management rights, retaining only 30% of the shares."