Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Du Weiguo's sudden urging to build roads was not a sudden change of heart or a whim, but rather a premeditated plan.

Orhan was right when he said that Persia East truly had the greatest potential of all his territories.

Putting aside everything else, its strategic location is exceptionally advantageous, and its strategic depth is also sufficient.

Therefore, this territory in eastern Persia must be developed, and road construction is the necessary first step, with three objectives.

First, the western starting point of the highway, Mosul, is not far from the Golden Moon.

This is the place that Du Weiguo and Miss Hu chose long ago to raise troops, and it is also a training ground for troops.

In the lawless land of Jinyinyue, dozens of warlords, large and small, are entrenched, numbering approximately two hundred thousand.

Originally, if Miss Hu had wanted to, she could have easily dealt with this rabble by herself with just a little effort.

However, in order to train the troops, she eventually gave up the idea.

Miss Hu has big ambitions. Her initial plan is to build five directly subordinate full-strength divisions, three of which will be fully mechanized.

Once the troops are assembled and the initial training is completed, they will go to the Golden and Silver Moon Wheel Battle to draw blood and use these warlords as whetstones.

Secondly, the counterfeit money factories of Ghost Hand and Impermanence are also located along this highway.

Now, the US dollars they print are gradually flowing into the currency market through the Brotherhood's exclusive channels.

Perhaps it's because Ghost Hand's skills are so outstanding that he has already laundered over a billion yuan and hasn't had any scandals yet.

This kind of risk-free business is so appealing that after experiencing its benefits, Miss Hu and her brotherhood are now eager to expand production.

Du Weiguo tacitly approved of this.

There was no other way. If Persian East wanted to take off, it needed a huge amount of money, but he didn't want to use his own savings, and he had nowhere else to extort money.

However, as the number of counterfeit banknotes printed increases dramatically, the requirements for raw materials and transportation conditions also become higher and higher. Being next to a convenient highway is a basic necessity.

The third is legitimate business and trade needs.

Once completed, this transnational highway will directly connect the east and west ends of Persia, linking not only the Mediterranean Sea and the European continent, but also strengthening ties with the Middle East.

Eastern Persia was mostly uninhabited desert with extremely scarce resources. To achieve long-term development, it could not rely solely on crooked means; it had to increase trade channels.

The saying "If you want to get rich, build roads first" is absolutely true.

"Great!" Orhan was genuinely excited, his face flushed slightly.

He patted his chest and assured him:
“Mr. Wesley, our Persian government will definitely cooperate fully with the construction of this highway!”

"Anyone who dares to obstruct or sabotage will be dealt with personally!"

Orhan never expected that his bold meeting with Du Weiguo today would yield such a great result.

First, they successfully resolved the crisis of the evil god's attempt to conquer the entire Persian Empire.

Indeed, before he set off, the top officials in Ankara were unanimously pessimistic, believing that Du Weiguo wanted to swallow up the entire Persia.

The two giant pineapples that exploded on Dezigers were his way of showing his power, and also a clarion call for his attack.

Secondly, this "Big Pineapple" incident also provided Persia with a fig leaf.

Well, the reason for joint action and the use of nuclear weapons to eliminate international terrorist organizations active near the Black Sea is a bit far-fetched, but it is barely plausible.

Finally, this highway, which runs through the entire territory of Persia and connects Eurasia, was a completely unexpected surprise.

Regardless of Du Weiguo's motives, the benefits of this highway from Ankara to Istanbul to Persia are immeasurable.

It's like adding a major artery!

In this day and age, road construction is no simple task, especially cement highways, which require extremely high technical expertise.

With Persia's engineering capabilities, they could barely build a highway that stretched for thousands of kilometers, but their dire financial situation made it completely impossible to support it.

"Okay, then it's settled."

"Prime Minister Orhan, I will assign someone to discuss the specific follow-up matters with you. It was a pleasure to meet you. Farewell."

Having finished his business, Du Weiguo had no intention of continuing the pleasantries. He shook hands with Orhan, then stood up and left gracefully.

The two large pineapples that erupted from Mount Dezig triggered low-intensity earthquakes ranging from magnitude 3.7 to 4.5 in parts of northwestern Persia.

In addition, because the explosion point was close to the coastline, it also caused a local tsunami in the Black Sea. However, because it was located in a remote, uninhabited area, it caused virtually no casualties.

After Du Weiguo and Nightmare left Ankara, they also stole a military truck. There was no other way; the other vehicles simply couldn't withstand their terrifying weight.

However, by the time they returned to Kayseri, it was already completely dark.

It took them a full 12 hours to travel over 400 kilometers, and that was the stretch between the capital and the third largest city. This shows how bad the roads were in Persia; they couldn't even run as fast as the locals.

Having just entered the city, upon meeting her, Miss Hu was full of complaints and bombarded her with questions like a machine gun:

"Du Da, have you lost your mind? How could you detonate the Pineapple in Persia?"

"This isn't India, this is our own territory!"

"Do you know that this will incite public resentment and breed antagonism? How will we establish ourselves in Persia after that?"

"What will those Europeans and Middle Easterners think of us if you do this? Do you want Persia to be completely isolated in the east?"

"Why didn't you discuss such a big matter with me beforehand?"

Faced with the aggressive and accusatory Miss Hu, Du Weiguo's simple words completely extinguished her anger.

"Without the big pineapple, I might die in the mountains."

"Hmm?" Miss Hu's expression instantly turned serious.

"That serious? How could that guy who spread the plague have such power? It shouldn't be possible. Du Da, who exactly is he?"

"I don't know either," Du Weiguo shook his head and replied in a deep voice.

"However, I am certain that there is something strange about the pool where they are hiding. It may be another dimension that poses a deadly threat to me. I do not want to put myself in danger."

Upon hearing this, Miss Hu's eyes flashed, and a dark red tide surged wildly in her eyes.

After spending a long time together, Du Weiguo understood her very well and immediately realized what she was thinking, so he put his arm around her shoulder.

"Alright, Hu Da, stop thinking about it."

"If you could withstand the heat of two giant pineapples, with temperatures reaching hundreds of millions of degrees, no matter what kind of deity the opponent was, they would have been blasted into ashes."

Miss Hu frowned and said, "I have to go and see the results for myself. Also, what about that alternate dimension you mentioned?"

"What are you looking at?" Du Weiguo interrupted her impatiently.
"Do you understand nuclear radiation? That place has become a dead zone. Not to mention ordinary people, even we couldn't withstand it. As for that pool of water, it's completely ruined."

He was only half telling the truth. An ordinary person certainly couldn't withstand extremely intense nuclear radiation, but with Miss Hu's strong physique and proper precautions, she should be fine.

The pool was indeed destroyed. Before negotiating with Orhan, he teleported above the pool and glanced at it from afar through the thick nuclear dust.

The original location of the pool has been transformed into a massive sinkhole, with a radius of several kilometers and a depth of several hundred meters.

However, there was still a clear, unsettling fluctuation at the bottom of the pit, which was why he didn't want Miss Hu to go and take the risk.

As the saying goes, "A son of a wealthy family will not sit under a dangerous roof."

They have already established their power, so there is no need for them to deliberately pursue any so-called opportunities. They only need to develop step by step to overwhelm everything with their overwhelming momentum.

"Alright, then I won't go. You're the boss, so I'll do whatever you say."

Miss Hu is so perceptive; she guessed Du Weiguo's true intentions almost instantly.

"Hey, Hu Da, you really understand me best."

Seeing how cooperative she was, Du Weiguo patted her shoulder affectionately.

"By the way, Hu Da, before I came back, I went to Ankara and met with Persian Prime Minister Orhan to discuss a few things with him."

Du Weiguo recounted the things he had agreed upon with Orhan.

After listening, Miss Hu rolled her eyes and opened her palm at him.

"Road construction is definitely not a problem. It's a good thing and a worthwhile undertaking. I wholeheartedly support it!"

"However, I have no money. The relief efforts for seven cities, the post-pandemic reconstruction, and the recent military spending and compensation have emptied my savings."

"Hu Da, stop fooling around. How could you not have money?" Du Weiguo was a little scratched up when faced with Hu Da, who was crying poor and acting like a spoiled child.

"The road construction will take one to two years, and the total cost will be several hundred million. In extreme cases, 10 billion would be enough. With the factory covering the costs, how could you not have the money?"

The "factory" he was referring to was, of course, the counterfeit money printing factory run by Ghost Hand.

That's a real "money tree." As long as there's enough raw material, they can print as much US dollars as they want.

Ghost Hand is also a craftsman with aspirations. Recently, he not only added an aging process to counterfeit money, but also started working on engraving plates for the $5 bill.

Hu Da complained:

"Honey, you make it sound so easy. I only get a paltry 30% of the factory's profits, and Old Fish Head is such a painstaking money launderer."

"Alright, alright, Great Immortal Hu, quickly withdraw your supernatural powers!"

Du Weiguo was so annoyed by her nagging that he quickly interrupted her.

"I don't want my 30%, you can have it all, is that alright?"

The distribution ratio at the "factory" is 3331: Du Weiguo, Miss Hu, the Brotherhood each take 30%, and Ghost Hand takes 10%.

The first batch of $5 million has been laundered, and the "distribution" is imminent. Miss Hu is clearly targeting Du Weiguo's share.

"Hehe, how generous of the head of the household!" Having succeeded in her scheme, Miss Hu smiled, her beauty as radiant as a hundred flowers in bloom.

"Hmph, it's a deal. Once the highway is completed, I'll take back my share."

Du Weiguo snorted irritably. He was indeed a bit annoyed. These women were all starting to plot against his secret stash of money.

Moran was eyeing the profits from the flour in the Triangle area, while Miss Hu was eyeing his share of the counterfeit money. Damn it, was she trying to force me to live off her?

“No problem!” Miss Hu readily agreed.

She built the road, and when it will be finished is entirely up to her. Expecting her to spit out the fat meat that's already in her mouth is wishful thinking!

"Honey~" Hu Da suddenly rolled her eyes, grabbed his arm, and called out sweetly. Du Weiguo immediately felt his hair stand on end and tried to pull his hand away.

"Stop, Aunt Hu, just get to the point. This title makes me uneasy."

"Hehe~ Why are you panicking?"

Miss Hu chuckled softly, her body pressing even closer to his like a swimming fish, her voice growing ever more alluring.

“Boss, the money from the factory will take time to be laundered, but we need money right now in Persia. It’s too late to solve our immediate problem.”

"But Quiana is rolling in money right now. Why don't you ask them to lend me a few billion to spend first, and I'll pay them back when I have the money."

"You're dreaming!" Guo Fu's angry voice suddenly rang out behind them.

"You, surnamed Hu, put away your scheming. You won't get a single penny out of Quya!"

"Furthermore, don't even think about shirking your military expenses for Kunpeng. Not a single penny less, or I'll destroy your entire base!"

When Du Weiguo returned to the city, Guo Fu was checking the quarters at the military camp on the outskirts of the city, so he arrived a little late.

As a result, when she rushed over, all she heard was Miss Hu's wishful thinking and her intimate behavior towards Du Weiguo, which made her furious.

Miss Hu put on a terrified expression, like Xi Shi clutching her heart, and clung to Du Weiguo.

"Honey, your little sweetheart has such a temper! She scared me to death."

At this point, she exaggeratedly patted her high, firm breasts, instantly creating a dizzying display of waves.

Guo Fu's face was as cold as frost. She glared fiercely at Miss Hu's extraordinary assets, her tone icy:
"You vixen, who are you flaunting your charms to?"

Guo Fu's words were extremely harsh, hitting Hu Da-guniang's sore spot precisely, and her eyes turned cold.

"Little girl, have I been too nice to you all the time?"

Guo Fu met her gaze without flinching, and retorted sharply:

"I don't need you to be nice to me. I'll take my men back to Quiana tomorrow."

“Hey Hu, I know you’re capable. Since you’re so capable, if you need money, go get it yourself. You can steal or rob, but you shouldn’t covet other people’s things.”

"Someone else's things?" The dark red light in Miss Hu's eyes almost overflowed as she retorted, enunciating each word clearly:
"Such arrogance, Guo Fu. Is Kuiya your private property? And what about all that money in reparations from the US, UK, and France? Did you earn it all back?"

"No!" Guo Fu did not shy away from the question at all, her eyes glistening as she looked at Du Weiguo.

“These all belong to the boss. I’m just helping him look after things. As long as the boss says the word, I’d be willing to give up the whole of Quiana, let alone money.”

"Fine!" Miss Hu was also provoked, and she stared intently at Du Weiguo.

"Du Da, I need money right now, and she's willing to give it to me. What do you say?"

"Holy shit!" Du Weiguo cursed inwardly. "You guys were tearing it up just fine, how did you suddenly kick the balloon to my feet?"

"Uh..." Faced with the two women's equally tearful eyes, Du Weiguo instantly felt a headache coming on. (End of Chapter)