Become a super arms dealer with the workshop system

Chapter 158 Set a trap
"Then I'll call the police over now to check what's going on inside the factory." Mokhtar said and was about to make a call.

"You fucking..." Han Feng had an unteachable expression on his face, and quickly turned his head to stop the young governor's actions: "Are you sure the local police are all yours?"

"I..." One sentence stopped Mokhtar from asking.

"Is Mr. Mokhtar a local?" Han Feng waved his hand, lamenting that these people still lack the experience of 5000 years of civilization.

Algeria's local administrators are directly appointed by Algiers, which does not involve local elections, so Han Feng asked this question.

But seeing Mokhtar's ignorant and confident appearance, he had already guessed the answer to this question.

"No, I am from Constantine. I joined the government department after graduating from the Constantine National Institute of Technology. I was appointed here two years ago. I was originally the mayor of Ilizi, but the position of governor soon became vacant. I went up together."

"..."

It turned out to be airborne, no wonder this is the case now.

"In this situation, it is obvious that someone in the local forces is trying to evade you. Although not everyone is involved, at least most of them are untrustworthy until the matter is resolved." Han Feng walked to Mokhtar He said in front of him, "Do you have any real cronies, the ones you brought from outside to take office with you?"

"There are two secretaries, and my deputy, Matawi who met you at the airport with me earlier."

Han Feng took a deep breath, lowered his head and paced while thinking about his next move.

As an airborne cadre with almost no basic disk, it is very normal for Mokhtar to be ostracized by the local tycoon, and the latter is very cautious in doing things. In fact, if Han Feng hadn't directly opened up because of the radar provided by the system, I am afraid he would have been with him all the time. He was also kept in the dark.

For the current plan, it is naturally the most convenient and quick way to call Prime Minister Majib directly and ask the Algerian army to send troops to suppress the bandits, but this is equivalent to helping Algiers strengthen its control over Ilije from another perspective. After all, Algeria is not a CAF, and it is impossible to hand over the army to Han Feng to command and manage, so it is not what he wants to see the most.

The best way is that when Mokhtar was at a loss, Han Feng directly recruited his own armed force to help him settle the matter.

But this kind of thing must not be said directly. Mokhtar has only seen some photos of the factory now, and I am afraid that he is still in a state of doubt about the status quo. Therefore, he needs to be made aware of the seriousness of the matter first.

"Three people are enough." Han Feng looked at Mokhtar who was frowning and said, "The factory is very large and surrounded by deserts, even if they want to transfer it is not so easy, within a day or two should Impossible to complete."

As Han Feng estimated just now, Mokhtar is a person with ideas and self-motivation, but not very decisive. On the one hand, he knows that the high probability Han Feng said is true, but on the other hand, he is I keep telling myself that the situation at the factory should not be that serious, at least it has nothing to do with the Yili Jeju government, so the first reaction after hearing Han Feng’s words is to breathe a sigh of relief—he doesn’t seem to need to make a decision right away. Decided.

"Why don't we go back first? It's not far from the scheduled dinner time."

"It's not good for you or me to procrastinate this matter, Mr. Governor." Han Feng shook his head, directly breaking Mokhtar's mind: "One thing doesn't exist just because you don't look at it, And it’s not me but you who have no way out now, anyway, I can just walk away and arrange the factory in Constantine or Annaba, but you can’t leave Ilizi for a long time.”

Speaking of this, Han Feng raised his head and stared into Mokhtar's eyes, and continued after being silent for a while: "I know you are still dubious about this matter, but it doesn't matter, just like you said, let's go back to participate Banquet, but after the banquet you have to come, or at least let the two secretaries come with me."

"Okay, I agree." Seeing that Han Feng also took half a step back and did not continue to press on this matter, Mokhtar resolutely agreed to the other party's request.

Han Feng turned around and smiled with a successful scheme: "That's it, let's go back first."

Algerian temperament is always like to reconcile and compromise.For example, if you say: This room is too dark, you need to open a window here, everyone will definitely not allow it.But if you say you're going to take the roof off, they're willing to open the windows.

two hours later.

Yiliji's economy is much better than Borda's anyway, so instead of holding a banquet directly in his office like the previous Mayor Esper or the later Mayor Abel, he chose the only one in the local area. Inside the atrium of a star hotel.

In addition to the important members of the state government, there were also representatives of the three major local families present.

Since the Arabs do not actually have surnames, these three families call themselves the Ilizi family. There are also rumors that they were originally the same family, but they were separated later. In short, in order to facilitate the distinction, people usually add their group leader in front. name to distinguish.

Alizi Family, Nourdin Elizi Family and Alia Elizi Family.

That's right, the current patriarch of Alia's family is a woman, and she looks very young, less than 30 years old.

After Han Feng shook hands with all the important people present, and his arms were almost sore, he finally found an opportunity to temporarily leave the crowd, and went to the side to pour himself a large glass of ice grape juice.

"Mr. Han, have you felt the enthusiasm of the Yiliji people?"

At this moment, a slightly unfamiliar voice came from behind Han Feng. He turned his head and saw a bald bearded man in a suit but no tie.

Although he didn't have much impression of the other party's face, Han Feng's distinctive dressing style still reminded him of the other party's identity.

"Governor Matawi." Han Feng held a cup and shook hands with the other party: "Everyone is a little too enthusiastic, and even I am a little flattered."

This statement is not a lie, Han Feng's identity is a financial backer who brought money to invest, and his appearance is tall and powerful, so there is no need to be picky. When he was in the crowd just now, many girls were quite active.

"Deputy, deputy..." Matawi, who heard Han Feng's call, quickly raised his hand and pressed down to signal Han Feng to lower his voice: "Governor Mokhtar is also here to attend the banquet, let him Not good to hear."

"That is to say, when Mr. Governor is away, I can regard Mr. Matawi as the governor?" Han Feng took the initiative to clink glasses with the other party.

"No, no, no... I didn't mean that..." Matawi should be much older than Mokhtar, and he has long since lost the latter's vigor.

"By the way, let's talk about this." Han Feng was just joking. As the deputy governor appointed by Algiers together with Mokhtar, the logo displayed by Matavi on the radar is not surprisingly the same as that of Mokhtar. Hertal is also green: "I haven't seen Mr. Governor since just now, do you know where he is now?"

"I don't know, maybe I have something to do." Matawi finally breathed a sigh of relief seeing that Han Feng didn't continue the terrible topic just now: "Mr. Han, stop thinking about work tonight , enjoy the enthusiasm of the northern Sahara.”

　The chapter was blocked last night and was not released, so I posted a new chapter, and it was suddenly released this morning... I changed this chapter to 156, and later changed the city of Iliji Province to Ilije State, the governor This word does not trigger a review

　　
　
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