RNP #454 - Chapter 454: An Olive Branch Under One Person! Go to Gaza via Egypt!
#454 - Chapter 454: An Olive Branch Under One Person! Go to Gaza via Egypt!
The closed-door meeting was suspended.
A little over an hour later, several scientists from related fields gathered from all directions of the capital.
They began to verify Chen Hao's design drawings.
Time passed.
From initial skepticism to gradual amazement.
Until... utter shock!
With only the design drawings and no comprehensive technical details, these top scientists could grasp the general idea from the blueprints... The plan was basically feasible, and the technology had a high probability of being realized!
"Let the Chinese trade delegation..."
Before he could finish the sentence, Mubala changed his mind: "Please invite Mr. Chen Hao to come here!"
At this moment,
a high-ranking intelligence official ran over and presented a document: "Mr. President, this is Chen Hao's information."
Chairman of Hanteng Capital?
The title was not important.
When Mubala opened the document and saw the introductions of various cutting-edge technology products under Hanteng Capital, he was completely stunned.
SP4!
LCD TVs!
LCD monitors!
Plasma TVs!
And Jiutian Electronics, which it absolutely controlled, had become the world's number one in storage devices.
Even heavy industries such as car manufacturing and shipbuilding were involved.
The most outrageous thing was...
Hanteng Capital was the sole global agent for photolithography machines and chips, in which China led the world.
This company was reaping profits from the entire globe!
Previously, the scientists' demonstration could not be absolutely conclusive, because only the design drawings were available.
But now?
Wouldn't a group that produced a large number of cutting-edge technologies and continuously reaped profits from the globe be more trustworthy?
Hanteng Capital could develop so many high-tech products.
Then...
Giant seawater desalination equipment!
Photovoltaic equipment!
Energy storage equipment!
Wasn't it normal to have these technologies?
...
Soon after,
Chen Hao was invited in alone.
He was the only one; even the head of the Chinese trade delegation was not invited.
"Mr. Chen, are you interested in changing your nationality?"
Mubala personally handed him a cup of coffee.
This young man was a genius!
If he could win him over...
Egypt's future was promising!
"Mr. President, I'm sorry," Chen Hao politely refused.
"Alright!"
Mubala didn't have high hopes either: "What does your country want?"
"I'm sorry, this needs to be discussed with you by the general—I'm just a businessman."
"General?"
Mubala was dumbfounded.
Wasn't the head of the delegation an official from the Chinese Ministry of Commerce?
Where did a general come from?
Soon,
General Wang was invited in.
He had only learned the true purpose of coming to Egypt from Chen Hao today.
Egypt spanned Asia and Africa and was a Middle Eastern country.
Most importantly, it controlled the throat of Europe and Asia—the Suez Canal.
Overall, this country was relatively pro-American, but not completely leaning towards North America, and had a good relationship with China.
Once this cooperation was successful...
Seawater desalination plants!
Photovoltaic power stations!
Energy storage equipment!
All of these would be in China's hands.
Without considering the money issue, as long as these factories were held, the throat of Egypt would be choked—they would inevitably lean completely towards China.
Using its special geographical location to simultaneously control the Middle East, Africa, and Europe!
Money?
It's just paper!
The significance of controlling Egypt cannot be measured by money!
Therefore, Chen Hao did not care about the massive factories and the huge amount of capital required for investment.
Of course,
these goals could not be exposed at the beginning, and General Wang followed Chen Hao's rhetoric to negotiate with Mubala.
What did China want to obtain?
Passage rights through the Suez Canal...
Long-staple cotton imports...
Oil exploitation...
In short,
whatever Egypt had, China wanted a piece of the action.
Precisely because General Wang proposed these conditions, Mubala was not so wary.
Little did he know,
what Chen Hao sought was not natural or agricultural resources.
"Mr. President, I have a small request." After the negotiation, General Wang made a request.
"General, please speak!"
"I want to go to Gaza."
"What?!"
Mubala's expression changed drastically.
Gaza?
That was a place of war.
A visit from a Chinese general would bring a future opportunity to Egypt, and it would be troublesome if something happened in his country.
But...
Facing General Wang's insistence, what could he do?
He was a Chinese general; he had no right to order him around and could only try to protect him.
In fact, General Wang did not need protection!
Chen Hao's plan was to visit Egypt in the name of a trade delegation and take the opportunity to firmly grasp Egypt in his palm with a series of cutting-edge technologies.
This was an important purpose of this trip.
But it was not the only purpose.
His original purpose in coming to the Middle East was to remove the thorns!
Why choose Egypt?
There was another reason!
Egypt bordered Gaza, allowing him to sneak in without anyone noticing.
"Mr. President, protection is not necessary; I want to travel secretly," General Wang said his purpose.
"This..."
Mubala was very worried.
How would he explain to China if something happened?
"Mr. President, don't worry; I have security forces here; it's just... I need to borrow a road."
"With the relationship between our two countries, borrowing a road is definitely not a problem."
Mubala frowned.
How much security could one bring on a visit to another country?
What's more...
Relying on a little security force alone, facing the little overlord of the Middle East?
With North American armaments, a presence that could independently confront the Middle Eastern countries and still have an advantage.
In short, he was very worried that something would happen.
Until he received the news that more than a dozen Chinese civilian flights, carrying nearly two thousand 'passengers,' had entered the country.
At this moment,
he realized that the so-called security force in General Wang's mouth was not weak.
...
Late at night,
in a certain area of the border, all border troops were withdrawn, deliberately leaving a gap.
Were there troops from the little overlord of the Middle East on the other side?
It didn't matter!
Because there was no need to walk from the ground.
Why could Gaza persist for so many years?
Egypt bordered that side, and there were countless tunnels on the ground, constantly transporting supplies to Gaza.
The team gathered, passed through the tunnels, without anyone noticing.
Mubala also sent a confidant to lead the way.
Finally,
a few hours later, they passed through a long tunnel and arrived in another country.
Through Mubala's confidant, they met the one they wanted to see.
There were only two people in the room.
One old and one young.
The young one was less than twenty years old, while the old one was over seventy years old.
"President Mubala said you wanted to see me?" the old man asked in Arabic.
"Yes."
"The reason?"
"In China, I saw a little boy."
Immediately,
Chen Hao told the whole story of what he had seen and heard at Meilan International Airport a few days ago.
The old man was very surprised: "You saw me, just... because of this?"
This reason was hard to believe.
Who was the young man in front of him?
He didn't know yet.
But!
Being able to be introduced by Mubala, and having a trusted confidant lead the way and recommend him, was enough to show that his identity was not simple.
As a result...
Because he saw a seriously injured little boy, he came here from thousands of miles away, just to see him once?
"Because of sympathy?" the old man asked again.
"Not just that."
Chen Hao suddenly smiled: "Could you please announce a message to the outside world?"
"What kind of message?"
The old man was at a loss.
The young man's thinking was too jumpy.
"Announce to the outside world that you have spent all your money to hire a mercenary group," Chen Hao's eyes were cold.
The old man was stunned.
The next moment, he seemed to guess something, and his wrinkled face was ecstatic: "Okay!"