Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Du Weiguo is now practically invincible.

Ninety-nine percent of carbon-based life on Earth cannot defeat him. Even if one or two unusual beings occasionally appear that give him a headache, they absolutely cannot provoke his current enormous power.

If you disagree with someone, they'll serve you a big pineapple. Are you scared?
However, Du Weiguo's troubles were far from over, and he was still very troubled. The main problem was that his harem was getting more and more inflamed, and his wives were becoming increasingly restless.

The world is both big and small.

They may seem to be scattered across the country, each holding their own territory, but as their power and influence grow, their access to information also increases, making comparisons and conflicts inevitable.

Among them, the most troublesome is Miss Hu.

This woman is too competitive. She always wants to be the best and stand out, and she has to be the boss. Moreover, her possessiveness is ridiculously strong. Du Weiguo is finding it increasingly difficult to cope with her lately.

Secondly, there's Moran, who also has considerable ambitions.

The car had only been manufactured for a few days when she set her sights on the unclaimed land of Borneo, and had already begun to conquer and expand her territory.

And then there's Guo Fu, that little girl, she's no pushover either.

She seems to be neither competitive nor aggressive, but that's because she doesn't need to at all. Du Weiguo has made Queyana his stronghold and has already taken care of everything for her.

She only needs to safeguard her own foundation to maintain her leading position.

However, if anyone tries to undermine her foundation, she will never back down and will immediately bare her fangs like a wolf guarding its prey.

For example, right now, she's at odds with Miss Hu, showing no intention of backing down.

Logically speaking, Quiana had recently accepted a staggering 600 billion dollars in compensation from the United States, Britain, and France, so its finances were indeed quite comfortable.

And what about the eastern Persian Empire? It had just suffered a devastating plague of the living dead, and now it was busy building roads and recruiting soldiers, so it was indeed stretched thin.

Therefore, it is entirely reasonable for Quiana to provide billions in aid to bridge the gap.

However, looking at Guo Fu, who was in front of him with tears in her eyes but a stubborn expression, Du Weiguo simply couldn't bring himself to say it.

On the other side, Miss Hu also looked aggrieved, her eyes clearly saying, "Let's see how much more biased you can be."
In an instant, Du Weiguo found himself in a dilemma, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Damn it, I worked my way up from the bottom, risking my life to build this huge business, and now I'm going back on my word.

However, he couldn't get away with it. He had to get through this hurdle no matter what, and he had to establish his authority as the head of the family.

With a raised eyebrow, Du Weiguo adopted a serious and solemn expression:

"Mr. Hu, I'll transfer $5 billion to you within a week, and within two years, you can control all the profits from my factory. Is that enough to solve the problem?"

"What? 50 billion! Where did you get that from?"

Upon hearing this, Miss Hu was immediately taken aback by his grand gesture, and her voice involuntarily rose several octaves.

She roughly estimated that the total cost for rescue, reconstruction, recruitment, road construction, factory building, and building projects would be around 40 billion dollars.

However, she still had money in her account, and there was still some left over from the "tribute" that Shat had given her. In addition, these projects were not completed overnight, and she would continue to receive income in the meantime.

Therefore, her funding gap is actually not that big; a billion or eight hundred million would be enough.

Miss Hu didn't know the exact amount of Du Weiguo's slush fund, but she could estimate it roughly; a few billion was the limit, and there was no way she could raise 5 billion.

Therefore, the source of this money is definitely not his slush fund.

Furthermore, he has already extorted money from Citibank, England, France, India, Satya, as well as the Freemasons, the Illuminati, and the Japanese conglomerates. There will definitely be nowhere left to fleece him in the short term.

As for the other territories under Du Weiguo's control, they are all in dire need of funds.

Besides, Hong Kong Island and Pattaya are relatively small; even if they sold everything they owned, they couldn't raise that much money.

Aside from Queyana, Miss Hu really couldn't imagine where Du Weiguo could raise such a huge sum of money.

"Hu Da, you don't need to worry about where I get the money, I just want to know if it's enough?"

At this moment, Du Weiguo's voice sounded slightly stiff, and Miss Hu frowned almost imperceptibly, wondering to herself with some trepidation.

Was I too pushy and went too far? Is Du Dazhen angry?

Although Miss Hu is domineering and ambitious, she actually cares most about Du Weiguo.

In the past two years, she has pursued power almost obsessively and worked desperately to improve her strength, all in order to stand shoulder to shoulder with Du Weiguo and to help him.

If this causes any rift between us, then we are putting the cart before the horse.

Miss Hu rarely spoke softly: "Du Da, I'm not greedy for money, I just want Persia East to develop as soon as possible."

"Hmm." Du Weiguo nodded without denying it, his tone deep and unreadable.

“I understand, so I’m willing to support you to the best of my ability. Persia East has a good foundation, with 50 billion dollars in cash, plus two years of factory revenue sharing. That should be enough to get started, right?”

His words conveyed a sense of estrangement and implied a desire to buy off the friendship with money, which truly alarmed Miss Hu.

She wanted to explain further, but when she met Du Weiguo's deep, unfathomable eyes, she couldn't utter a single word, only muttering:

"Enough, enough."

Du Weiguo said calmly:

"Okay, that's good. The money will definitely be in your account within a week. I will also inform Manager Yu about the factory's profit sharing."

"Alright, Hu Da, I'm a little tired, I'm going back to rest now."

After saying that, he turned to leave, but after only two steps, he stopped, waved to the stunned Guo Fu, and scolded her impatiently:

"Guo Fu, what are you standing there for? Come with me!"

"Okay!" Guo Fu snapped back to reality instantly.

She was overjoyed, like a little swallow, and flew straight to Du Weiguo's side, naturally taking his arm, her mouth almost stretched to her ears.

Watching Guo Fu skip and hop along, closely following Du Weiguo's departing figure, the usually civilized Miss Hu uncharacteristically swore.

"Damn it! This little brat, I'll make you pay sooner or later!"

In fact, Guo Fu's joy didn't last long.

Just as she entered Miss Hu's blind spot, Du Weiguo's words dragged her from heaven to hell.

“50 billion? I don’t have that. Only Quijana can afford it.”

"Huh?" Guo Fu's face immediately fell, and her jumping movements froze.

Du Weiguo's face hardened: "What? Now my word doesn't carry weight, does it?"

"It works." Guo Fu felt very wronged, but dared not refute, and could only hang her head in frustration.

Du Weiguo lightly patted her bottom and scolded her irritably:

"You've got the face, but you don't want the substance? What? You want it all, inside and out?" Guo Fu protested softly, somewhat unconvinced.
"That's 50 billion! I don't have that kind of influence. Even if you sold me, I wouldn't be worth that much!"

Knowing that she had actually softened, Du Weiguo quickly pressed his advantage, adjusting his tone as he said:

"Money and assets, if they just lie in an account, are just a string of meaningless numbers. Only when they circulate can they create more and greater value."

Ultimately, this is all our own territory. Guo Fu, do you really want Persia East to continue to decline until it becomes unmanageable and we have no choice but to abandon it?

Guo Fu is still young and cannot be as hard-hearted as iron. Moreover, her heart is completely tied to Du Weiguo, and she can be said to be willing to give and take everything he wants.

Therefore, under Du Weiguo's emotional and rational persuasive tactics, she almost instantly succumbed.

“That’s not true, boss. I know that Persia East is also our territory, closely related to Quyana, and its strategic location may even be more important.”

"Actually, I discussed it with my master yesterday and we planned to allocate some funds to aid the Persian East, but not as much as 50 billion."

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo was both surprised and delighted.

"So how much money do you plan to provide aid to the Persian East?"

"20 billion." Perhaps feeling ashamed, Guo Fu's voice was almost inaudible.

Du Weiguo pulled her into his arms with a sense of relief:
"Guo Fu, it's already very good that you have this intention. Now your overall perspective is getting stronger and stronger. You truly deserve to be called Queen Quiana."

Feeling Du Weiguo's strong and powerful embrace, and smelling the faint scent of tobacco on his body, Guo Fu's face instantly turned red.

"Boss, please stop teasing me. What queen? I'm not one."

Du Weiguo raised an eyebrow slightly: "Oh? You don't want to be queen, then what do you want to be? A queen?"

"Mmm." Even though she knew he was joking, Guo Fu still responded shyly.

Feeling deeply indebted to the beauty, Du Weiguo couldn't help but lower his head and kiss Guo Fu's red lips as he gazed at her captivating eyes and alluring charm.

At this moment, Miss Hu also understood. A smile curved her lips as she muttered to herself:
"Fine, for the sake of 50 billion, I'll be generous and let you have your way this time!"

The next day, early in the morning.

An uninhabited villa on the outskirts of Kayseri.

On the large bed in the bedroom, Du Weiguo rolled over and stretched out his arms, feeling refreshed, which immediately produced a series of crackling sounds.

He seems to be growing taller again; his bones have been feeling a bit tingly and itchy lately.

Du Weiguo didn't actually want to grow any taller. If he grew too tall, he would be too conspicuous and it would be difficult for him to blend into the crowd. However, this was not something he could decide.

Guo Fu must have heard him get up; her eyelids began to tremble violently as she tried to open her eyes.

As a result, she was so tired that she was almost exhausted. She struggled for a long time but failed. She could only lean towards him instinctively.

Du Weiguo pulled the blanket up for her, covering up her exposed skin.

"Heh~ What a stubborn little girl."

Thinking of Guo Fu's stubborn, crazy, almost suicidal proactive attack last night, he couldn't help but smile.

With his current abnormal stamina, he could sleep with ten little things like Guo Fu at once!

After settling Guo Fu in, Du Weiguo got out of bed naked and went to the window. He took out his cigarette case and lit a cigarette.

He wanted to take advantage of this moment of reflection to contemplate life.

Now, he has basically dealt with all his open enemies.

It's not that there are no enemies at all. The lurking Hui Sect, the dragon worms in the Demon Mist Mountain, the missing leeches, and the vanished old worm are all potential threats.

However, these monsters and demons shouldn't be causing trouble again anytime soon; the destructive power of the Great Pineapple is no joke.

Even if they are still alive by sheer luck, they should think twice before they start jumping around again.

If nothing unexpected happens, the Demon Gods will enter a period of rapid and stable development in the next few years.

As for the raging fire in the harem, as long as we can keep those two troublemakers, Miss Hu and Mo Lan, in check, everything will be fine.

On Ms. Hu's side, having received 50 billion yuan in development funds, she should be busy with the construction and development of Persia East in the short term.

Moran is also easy to deal with. As long as you help her occupy Kalimantan Island, she will be tied up with endless development content and won't have time to jump out and play any more palace intrigue games.

Of the remaining women, Guo Fu had no need to fight, and Zhao Yingnan was indifferent and had no intention of fighting either.

However, since Yang Caiyu is my lawfully wedded wife, it's necessary to go see her after these trivial matters are settled; she's been left out for too long.

It's time to go to England, and Europe too; I should also take a trip to Citibank.

However, this time the goal is no longer to extort money, but to lure back some cutting-edge technology and top talent.

"Boss, you're awake?" Guo Fu's languid voice interrupted his thoughts.

Guo Fu, who was fast asleep, suddenly woke up when she realized that Du Weiguo was not by her side. Overwhelmed by fear, she overcame her physical exhaustion.

"Why are you awake? Did I wake you up?" Du Weiguo flicked his cigarette butt and turned back to bed.

Like a kitten, Guo Fu quickly curled up in his arms, hugging his waist tightly.

"No, I woke up suddenly when I realized you weren't in bed."

"Did you wake up in fright?"

Her voice was hoarse, with a faint sob in it, and Du Weiguo stroked her slightly disheveled hair with tenderness and affection.

"What are you afraid of? With me here, no one can touch a single hair on your head."

Without hesitation, Guo Fu replied instinctively:
"I'm just afraid you'll be gone again, boss. Where are you going next? Can you stay and come home with me?"

Hearing Guo Fu's earnest plea, Du Weiguo's few remaining soft spots were deeply touched, and a sense of guilt welled up within him, yet he simply couldn't agree.

Now he truly understands the saying, "When you're in the martial world, you're not in control of your own destiny." Although he now wields immense power, he has lost his freedom.

"Sigh~" He could only hold the girl in his arms tightly and let out a long sigh.

"Guo Fu, I don't want to lie to you. After the Persian matter is settled, I still need to go to Siam."

"Moran is fighting on Kalimantan Island. To prevent her from being ganged up on by all the warlords in Indonesia, I want to go there in person to support her."

Upon hearing this, Guo Fu's face immediately showed undisguised disappointment, but she still did not give up and continued to ask.

"After you finish your business in Siam, will you be able to return to Khuayana?"

Du Weiguo felt increasingly guilty, but he hardened his heart and replied, "That won't work either, Guo Fu. I still have to go to Edinburgh."

Guo Fu's body stiffened abruptly: "You have to go see her!" (End of Chapter)