Expedition to Europe

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Hearing Qin Zhiyuan's question, Huang Bohan and Huang Jinsheng nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, there are many territories. Borneo is known to have tens of thousands of islands. You can find three or five of them if you look around. I have dozens of plantations, each of which covers a large area and can be used as a base. If General Qin wants to find an island, it is not difficult. Although Borneo has a large population, they are all concentrated on several large islands. Many small islands are uninhabited. It is not difficult to find a suitable base." Huang Bohan is indeed a local snake.

"As for manpower, General Qin doesn't need to worry about it. There are many Chinese in Borneo, so it's not a problem to gather thousands or tens of thousands. I have several mines in Borneo, and each of them has more than 10,000 workers, most of whom are Chinese workers, and they are all strong and healthy. If General Qin needs a large number of manpower, he can directly set up a labor company from the mainland to recruit as many as he wants. As for the cost, General Qin doesn't need to worry about it. Before coming, we contacted more than ten Chinese Chambers of Commerce. From now on, we can bear the military expenses required by General Qin. From now on, we can contribute one million US dollars every month for General Qin to use at any time." Huang Jinsheng took out real money.

One million US dollars a month, it seems that this is the protection fee of Chinese businessmen in Borneo. This number is not small. At this time, the weekly salary of American workers was only about 6 US dollars. One million US dollars can hire 40,000 Americans to serve Qin Zhiyuan.

"One million..." Pierre, who was listening, was dumbfounded.

Pierre is a French soldier. As a colonel, his monthly allowance is only more than 400 francs, which is equivalent to more than 100 US dollars. The protection fee paid by Borneo to Qin Zhiyuan every month can hire 10,000 French colonels to serve Qin Zhiyuan.

"Money, people and land are trivial matters. The key is weapons. The Dutch are cunning and shameless. They have undertaken all the foreign trade in Borneo. Our Chinese ships cannot go out of the Far East, so we can't buy weapons. Please worry about this, General Qin." Huang Bohan said sincerely.

"It doesn't matter. You two will stay here for the next two days. I will introduce Louis to you later. You can talk to Louis about the specific weapons you need." Huang Bohan's most worrying thing is not a big deal for Qin Zhiyuan.

"Louis? Is it Mr. Louis Renault?" Huang Bohan was not very surprised. Obviously, he had studied Qin Zhiyuan's social circle.

"Yes!" Qin Zhiyuan introduced a large number of Chinese workers to the old Renault factory. This was not enough, and Qin Zhiyuan didn't want to hide it.

"That's great. With the help of Mr. Louis Renault, weapons are not a problem." Huang Bohan nodded.

This is nonsense. If old Renault can't get weapons, then no one in the world can get them.

Qin Zhiyuan signaled Gao Hongshi to come in and lead the two to arrange a guest room to rest.

Qin Zhiyuan sat in the living room and stared at the check in front of him.

"Ten million..." Pierre picked up the check and took a look. His hand trembled and almost dropped it to the ground: "My God, I never knew that you Orientals are all rich? What Marco Polo said is true."

Marco Polo wrote "The Travels of Marco Polo", which introduced the ancient empire of China to the West for the first time. Westerners' understanding of China is partly derived from this book. Pierre should have read this book and was greatly influenced by the exaggerated method of gold everywhere in the book.

"You have seen the most outstanding ones, and more are civilians like the soldiers of the First Brigade." Qin Zhiyuan was a little absent-minded.

"This is also incredible. My God, there are not many people who can casually take out 10 million US dollars. At least I haven't seen it... Maybe Louis Renault can, but he probably doesn't have so much cash. So, could this be fake?" Pierre's mind was full of ideas, and he kept looking at the check in his hand.

"Oh my God, can you stop playing tricks?" Qin Zhiyuan was speechless.

"Why are you so calm? Do you think this is normal?" Pierre felt incredible and questioned Qin Zhiyuan with wide eyes.

"They are all vulgar things, don't take it too seriously." Qin Zhiyuan was calm.

"I now suspect that you are not an orphan, but a prince in distress. Look at your tone... They are all vulgar things... Uh, you are so pretentious!" Pierre started to mock.

"You might as well think about how to please Misha if you have this time." Qin Zhiyuan retorted.

"Oh my God, I almost forgot about the business. Qin, help me make a song, I will record it and give it to Misha." Pierre threw the check back on the table and approached Qin Zhiyuan to get close to him.

"Don't even think about it." Although Qin Zhiyuan couldn't get Misha, he didn't want Pierre to get her.

"If you help me, don't expect me to deliver things for you in the future." Pierre threatened and induced.

"Okay, I'll make you a lullaby, and you can sing it to Misha before she goes to bed." Qin Zhiyuan was full of malice.

"Okay, okay." Pierre didn't know it was a trick.

"But first, you have to think about how to get into Misha's room when she's going to sleep." Qin Zhiyuan used a big move.

"Oh... No! How can you do this." Pierre fell on the sofa, holding his heart.

This is enough pretense.

"Can you two be a little more boring?" Misha's angry voice came from upstairs.

Pierre ran away.

Qin Zhiyuan looked up and saw Misha leaning on the railing and glaring at him.

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Qin Zhiyuan grinned, turned around and walked away in shame. Before he took two steps, he turned back to the table to pick up the check, showed it to Misha, and turned around and walked away quickly.

"These two bastards!" Misha laughed, just like the magnolia in winter, beautiful and refined. If Pierre saw it, he would be dumbfounded.

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In the guest room, Huang Bohan and Huang Jinsheng had no intention of sleeping. The two gathered in front of the fireplace in the living room to chat.

"Brother Bohan, what do you think of this General Qin?" Huang Jinsheng couldn't help his excitement.

"No matter what, this is our last straw." Huang Bohan burned his boats.

"Yes, this is our last straw. For more than ten years, we have begged Lord Zhongtang, Lord Xiangshuai, Lord Gongbao, the British, and the Dutch, but we have never received a response. Now we have finally found General Qin who is willing to help. We must grab it no matter whether it is a straw or not." Huang Jinsheng thought of the sadness of the past ten years and couldn't help but redden his eyes.

"We can be regarded as burning our boats this time. I have decided that if we can't get what we want this time, I will sell my property in Borneo and move to Lion City, and never care about the right and wrong of Borneo again." Huang Bohan is not completely desperate.

Lion City is Singapore. Huang Zhonghan's parents have already gone to sea to make a living. By Huang Zhonghan's generation, they don't have a deep feeling for the mainland.

"Well, if I can't get what I want this time, I want to return to my country. When I get older, I always have to return to my roots." Huang Jinsheng also has his own plans.

Huang Jinsheng is a first-generation immigrant and has a special feeling for his motherland.

"Jinmao and Shenglong also have plans. If it still doesn't work this time, our Coconut City Chamber of Commerce will be disbanded." Huang Bohan said sadly.

"Let's disband it. Coconut City, Coconut City, only we still call it 'Coconut City'. Others only know Batavia. Coconut City is probably a thing of the past." Huang Jinsheng recalled.

Coconut City, it sounds better than Batavia anyway!