When you are rich, there is Rheinmetall; when you are poor, there is Rheinsteel!

He raised his head, looked forward calmly, and said: "It is said to the outside world that Akoma allows women to work, which violates the secrets of the Koran."

"After the Imam's recommendation, he is no longer the leader of the Milk Tea Party."

"Because he is dissatisfied with the Imam's decision, he has defected to Saudi Arabia."

"If those who are loyal to him are willing to change their ways, then we will forgive them."

"But if they are unwilling to change their ways, then leave this country, otherwise, they will be enemies!"

"Go and arrange it!"

After the intelligence officer left, Sonia's eyes fell on the book in his hand again.

[War is the highest form of struggle between nations and nations, countries and countries, classes and classes, and political groups and political groups; all the laws of war are used by nations, countries, classes, and political groups that are waging war in order to win their own victory. 】

Behind this passage, there is a sentence written in red pen, which is a note.

[Your maltose is his arsenic. To fight for your own interests, you cannot forcibly sacrifice the interests of unrelated third parties.

Otherwise, it is easy to increase enemies out of thin air. 】

Seeing this annotation, Sonia was overwhelmed. He couldn't understand why there were annotations everywhere in these books, but these annotations had other contents inserted.

It was a headache.

He rubbed his head with both hands for a long time, took out a dictionary from the drawer, looked up the meaning of these words according to the shape of the characters, understood the whole sentence repeatedly, and then picked up the notebook next to him and wrote down this sentence.

Finally, he wrote his own experience under this sentence.

[It is necessary to make people willingly give up their interests! 】

Writing down this experience, his brain became more numb. If he wanted others to willingly give up their interests, it meant that he had to make an equivalent exchange somewhere else, but...

He didn't have a general equivalent in his hand.

He was exchanging farts with others.

He became more and more annoyed the more he read.

He wanted to throw the book away, but he remembered what Lin Yu said when he handed the books to him. He suppressed his anger and put the book back on the table. He held a dictionary in his left hand and a pen in his right hand, and read the book with only a vague understanding of the annotations.

He read the book very carefully, as if the noise in the whole world had nothing to do with him.

However, outside his door, the whole Milk Tea Party was arguing.

In 2000, Israel withdrew from the southern part of Lebanon under the mediation of many parties.

Then the Milk Tea Party and the Lebanese authorities moved in on a large scale, killed the organization supported by Israel, and led a group of people to rebuild their homes.

In other words, the more than 1,500 square kilometers of land in the southern region could become like this in more than a year.

It mainly depends on a group of people who dare to break the rules.

In fact, everyone already has a thread in their hearts, but they just don't say it out loud.

Now, it changes as soon as they open their mouths?

Moreover, compared with the claim of rebellion, they are more willing to believe that Arkema went to Saudi Arabia for them, to ask those Saudi princes to sponsor some equipment.

It was also to cure his hemorrhoids.

After all, not long ago, Arkema cried for a batch of AKs from the Ministry of Defense. Although they look different from AKs from other factories, they feel really good.

Moreover, when attacking Israel some time ago, the Ministry of Defense took out 120 missiles. That thing is really good. Just looking at it makes people drool.

If you can get this kind of thing from Saudi Arabia, it will be even better.

But the premise is that he has to cure his hemorrhoids first...

Seeing that the topic of these people gradually changed from weapons and equipment to whether Arkema's hemorrhoids can be cured, Sonia's intelligence officer could only record everything that happened in full and send the information to Sonia again.

At the same time, their poor relative, Arabila from Gaza, also made a brilliant appearance with more than 100 young people.

As soon as they met, he began to ask for money, equipment, and training.

"Commander Suniya, since we are helping you share the pressure in Gaza, please give us some equipment. If you really don't have equipment, you can get money."

"Ten thousand or twenty thousand is not too little, one million or eight hundred thousand is not too much."

"Our young people are a little weak in combat effectiveness. Can you help train them?"

"Where is Commander Akoma? I haven't seen him for a long time. I remember that the last time I came here, he said he would treat me to mutton."

"He defected? Are you sure he didn't go to Riyadh to treat hemorrhoids, but defected? Defected to Saudi Arabia?"

"No, our resistance movement is Sunni. What does it mean for me to come to you for support? Is it defection or robbery?"

"It's okay. We are not picky. We also know about equipment. You are not rich. Just give a little one or two million dollars. Thank you."

After crying about poverty in front of Suniya for a long time, Arabila asked for the information he wanted, turned around, sent the information back to Gaza, and then asked the people in Gaza to pass it to Lin Yu.

…………

Rheinsteel, upon receiving the news from Arabilla, Lin Yu could not help but frown.

The whole thing was getting weirder and weirder.

Based on his familiarity with history for so many years and his understanding of the people in the Middle East, if a leader defected, his subordinates would definitely not escape internal cleansing.

However, the news that came clearly told him that there was no fighting or cleansing within the Milk Tea Party, just like...

Arkema was really just out for a spring outing.

Keeping this news in his heart, he found Awad with doubts.

Compared to Lin Yu's side, Saudi Arabia's arrangements in Lebanon were deeper, and the information it received was more accurate.

"According to our intelligence, the person Suniya brought there was preparing to launch a purge within the Milk Tea Party, but he refused."

"His attitude was weird."

"Based on our observations, Sunia's behavior is more like he is preparing to test something."

"But we can't find out what exactly we need to do."

"So, I suspect this is a game played by Acoma and Sunia!"

Listening to his conclusion, Carlo nodded slightly and said the same idea:

"The reaction of the Iranians this time is completely different from the past, so I can only advise you to be cautious."

Looking at the worried faces of the two people, Lin Yu already had an idea in mind. He took out his mobile phone, found the number that Greer and Sonia had left during the negotiation, dialed it, and then quietly waited for a response.

Toot toot…

The phone kept busy, and after a long time, the voice came from the phone.

"I'm Sonia, Mr. Lin, why are you free and calling me at this time?"

"Where's my book?"

"Book?" A doubtful voice came from the phone, but after a brief moment of silence, the doubtful voice turned into affirmation.

"Mr. Lin, I have been studying your books. The ideas in these books have been of great help to me. To be honest, I am also planning to find time to go to China and have a good chat with you."

"Since my book is with you, let me tell you straight. People in Saudi Arabia told me that you have recently been slandering Akoma, the leader of the Milk Tea Party, and at the same time, you seem to be preparing to purge related personnel. Is this true? "

Silence, only deathly silence on the phone.

After a long time, Sunia's words of explanation came from the phone:

"I did not ignore him, nor did I purge him. As for Saudi Arabia, they have always been enemies with us, so it is understandable to say this. I can understand it."

Lin Yu's conversation with him was not hidden from the two of Awad, so Sonia's words were clearly heard by the two of Awad.

When he heard his enemy slandering him in front of others, Awad felt a little angry in his heart. He was about to yell at the other end of the phone when Lin Yu reached out to stop him.

Then, under his curious gaze, Lin Yu whispered to the other end of the phone:

"When the Saudis told me this news, they were actually warning you in disguise."

"Because the last time we cooperated, I was the broker. If he wanted to get you, he wouldn't tell me the news at all."

"Instead, I will just pull the equipment over and beat you on the head."

"I told you before, give up the Soviet model and don't play long-arm jurisdiction. Look, something will happen now."

"Since there is no purge on your side, I will call Saudi Arabia back to reassure them."

"They might have people coming over, though."

"I'll hang up here for now. You can take it easy."

After another word of persuasion, Lin Yu put away the phone, turned to look at Awad and the other two, shrugged his shoulders, and asked, "Can you help me with this?"

Facing the friend's inquiry, Awad took the lead and responded with a strange smile:

"It's a trivial matter. I'll call home right away and ask my brother to stand up and express his opinion."

Being overtaken by others, Carlo thought for a moment and expressed his attitude:

"Then let's send someone to take a look."

Listening to what the two said, Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief. With these two countries expressing their stance, and Acoma's own prestige in the Milk Tea Party, his life could be considered saved.

Of course, it can only be regarded as a guarantee. If the attitudes of Saudi Arabia and the United Arab Emirates irritate Iran, if Arkema goes back on its front foot, it will die on its back foot.

But that's all for later.

After settling the important matter, Lin Yu moved his shoulders, smiled and said to the two of them:

"I'm going to talk to Acoma, do you want to go?"

"Let's go together!" Faced with the invitation, Awad did not hesitate at all, and his face was full of the expression of watching a good show.

Next to him, Carlo hesitated for a moment and nodded, indicating that he wanted to go together.

On the car heading to the city, Lin Yu was driving, and Awad was sitting next to him. It was like there was a nail on his butt, and he kept twisting around in the passenger seat. Finally, when he was cornering, he finally Got retribution.

His head hit the door frame.

Covering his head, he cautiously asked Lin Yu: "Um, can you tell me why Acoma came to you? Is it for equipment?"

"It doesn't matter if I tell you." He glanced ahead to confirm that the road was safe and that no fellow countryman appeared silently leading the cow. Lin Yu lowered his gaze to Awad and said calmly:

"He came to us to borrow two political commissars, and he also wanted to ask for your help."

The words were very calm, but the two people who heard this were not very calm.

Awad jumped up in the passenger seat, hit his head on the roof, sat back down in the seat, and then let out a scream.

The screams were like magic sounds, filling his ears one after another. After more than ten seconds, he finally calmed down, covering his head with his hands, with a ferocious look on his face, as if he had heard some unacceptable news.

After a long time, he put down his hand and asked cautiously again:

"You said, he came to you to borrow people, borrow political commissars?"

This question was asked very carefully. While asking, Awad's body was pressed tightly against the passenger seat, and his hands were on the car door, as if he was ready to jump out of the car at any time.

Noticing his appearance, Lin Yu pressed the mechanical lock beside the car door, locked the door, and then nodded sharply: "Yes!"

A calm voice came out, Awad opened his mouth and began to breathe heavily, as if confirming the news, which made him feel like doomsday.

The next second, Carlo poked his head out from the gap between the main driver and the co-pilot, stuck between Lin Yu and Awad, and screamed:

"We buy your equipment, don't you sell it to outsiders?"

This sentence of his directly received the two people's rolling eyes.

Without waiting for him to continue speaking, Lin Yu tilted his head and asked, "If you want a political commissar, I can convince those old men to lend you a hundred or eighty of them. Of course, the premise is that you have the courage to ask for them."

As soon as the voice fell, Carlo's words of refusal came from behind:

"Don't, don't do it!"

"My life is pretty good now, there is no need to make changes, really!"

Listening to his repeated rejections, Lin Yu tilted his head, glanced at Awad, and asked, "What about you?"

The Saudi prince did not reply, but chose to look straight ahead, pretending to be a wooden man.

Santana continued to move forward, and soon stopped in front of the warehouse of the automobile manufacturing company. In front of the warehouse, there was another Santana with a license plate number starting with Yan A. Lin Yu had seen this license plate before. It was Tang Yuanshan's car.

As soon as he entered the warehouse, an acquaintance came towards him. It was Tang Yuanshan.

When he saw Lin Yu, he laughed and walked over. As he walked, he asked loudly:

"Where is my book?"

Where is my book?

These four words, like a dull hammer, hit Lin Yu's head hard. Awad and the other man beside him heard this, and their eyes kept blinking, as if they had seen this scene before.

After thinking for a while, the two looked at each other at the same time. Just now, Lin Yu used this sentence to ask Sonia, and completely stumped the other party, and at the same time, he also got the following words.

Now, what effect will it have if someone asks him this sentence?

Before the two asked, Lin Yu's smiling face instantly tightened, and his body turned without warning at this moment, turned sideways, and walked out of the warehouse.

"Mr. Awad, you guys go first. I just remembered that I still have chicken stewed at home, so I won't accompany you."

Hearing this completely illogical excuse, Tang Yuanshan took a long step and blocked Lin Yu directly, holding his hands in front of his chest, and asked with a playful face:

"Where is my book?"

The playful words also let Lin Yu know that if he didn't give an explanation today, he would never leave standing.

For the sake of his life, he raised his hand, gently brushed off the dust on his body, and said calmly with a nonchalant look:

"I'm already writing. I can write 4,000 words per hour, and a textbook is about 200,000 words at most."

"It only takes me 50 hours to finish it easily. Dean Tang, don't worry, I'm 100% reliable!"