I'm a warlord in Africa!

Chapter 7 We are half brothers

After Cheng Mu said this, the room fell silent again.

Finally, Wang Wen couldn't help but break the silence. He sighed, stood up and said, "I'll ask Abdullah if he's willing to meet you in private."

Cheng Mu called out to Wang Wen who was turning around to leave.

"Remember, little king! The vision must be big! Our journey is to the stars and the sea!"

"What the hell!" Xiao Wang turned around and cursed.

Cheng Mu laughed out loud.

In the evening, five military trucks appeared on the street outside the town of Tassia.

Looking at these fully loaded trucks, Cheng Mu thought that Mrs. Mia was really efficient. He would have to thank this black pearl beauty in the future.

Cheng Mu asked people to call all the residents in the town.

When people in the town heard there were free supplies to be had, they didn't believe it at first. But when the first person came home with an armful of food and daily necessities, they swarmed over.

Cheng Mu took the opportunity to appear, and he used very contagious words to tell everyone that this was what he should do as the leader of Tasia Town.

He will use his efforts to ensure that every household in the town of Tasia can live in a big house, drive a car, and eat one-dollar fried chicken.

As long as everyone works down-to-earth and conscientiously with the leadership, a better life will be waiting for everyone equally in the future!

Seeing the light of hope rekindled in everyone's eyes, Cheng Mu also left, showing his achievements and fame, and his people's livelihood attribute also increased by +3.

He forced the driver and guards who were transporting the supplies to stay and entertain them, and gave each of them a big red envelope stuffed with rice.

After getting them drunk, Cheng Mu learned some more things about Ligangzhou and Mia's family from them.

They may make a small profit, but Cheng Mu will never lose money.

Back in the office, Cheng Mu stood in front of the window.

Looking at the people on the street cheering for the free supplies, he sent the video he had just recorded on his phone to Mia.

The video shows a group of skinny and timid children, holding unopened bread in their arms with light in their eyes.

There really is light.

hungry.

Green light.

Cheng Mu added a piece of text under this video.

[Mrs. Mia, countless starving children in Tasia pay their highest respects to you. Your greatness needs no further explanation! ]

Just when Cheng Mu was about to say some more sensational words to arouse Mia's sympathy, Wang Wen suddenly walked into the room.

"Abdullah agrees to a private meeting with you at twelve o'clock at night in the Blue Bird Restaurant in Kundi, Room 17A."

"He knows about that?"

Wang Wen nodded.

Cheng Mu also nodded.

Agreeing to meet even though he already knew my plan is an attitude in itself.

"I'll go to Kundi City first and set up guards near the restaurant?"

Looking at the middle-aged Xiao Wang beside him, Cheng Mu felt warm in his heart, then shook his head.

"No, you stay at home."

After a pause, Cheng Mu said, "Prevent the other party from taking the initiative."

Wang Wen nodded.

After selecting a dozen elite guards, Cheng Mu took them to Kundi City for a private meeting with Secretary-General Abdullah.

His convoy quietly left the town of Tasia.

In the car, Cheng Mu's phone vibrated and Mia sent a message.

[If the supplies sent over can appear where they should appear, then I don't mind giving you more assistance. ]

Looking at the message, Cheng Mu smiled crookedly.

He knew women too well, especially a girl like Mia who came from a prominent family.

However, he did not respond to this. Instead, he turned off his phone and closed his eyes to rest.

The car drove through a muddy road and after nearly three hours of bumpy ride, it finally arrived at the Blue Bird Restaurant in Kundi City. Cheng Mu asked the others to stay in the car to be on guard, and only took Xiao Hei, who had changed into casual clothes, into the restaurant.

After telling the front desk about his reservation, Cheng Mu followed the waiter to the door of private room 17A.

When Cheng Mu opened the door, he didn't expect that Abdullah was the only one in the room.

He sat in his seat, holding a not-too-thin document in his hand. He was looking at the document while shaking the red wine in his hand with a leisurely expression.

Seeing Cheng Mu, he gave him a friendly smile and stood up to greet him.

Abdullah is 1.85 meters tall, slightly shorter than Cheng Mu. He is about 30 years old and looks about the same as Xiao Wang.

Unlike Cheng Mu's casual attire, although it was no longer working hours, he was still wearing a well-fitting dark blue suit.

His slightly muscular body holds up the suit perfectly.

His face cannot be called handsome, but it gives people a very comfortable feeling. He exudes a steady temperament from the inside out. He looks like a qualified politician or a promising talent.

Abdullah walked up to Cheng Mu and shook hands with him.

"Mr. Cheng, we meet again."

"Yes, Mr. Secretary General, if I remember correctly, the last time we met was last time."

Abdullah couldn't help laughing at this. He said with a smile, "You are still as humorous as ever. But let's try the steak first. It is famous far and wide."

Cheng Mu was not polite either. He said that the backward town of Tasia did not have many things like steak and red wine.

Cheng Mu noticed that next to Abdullah's desk was the small filing box that he had given him earlier.

He didn't ask any more questions, just sat down and enjoyed the food.

After a few pleasantries, Abdullah very skillfully brought the conversation to the point.

"Tomorrow evening, I will ask the leaders of Bol Town to come to Kundi City for a meeting."

Cheng Mu glanced at the other person and was about to speak when he was interrupted.

"You must want to ask me why I agreed to do this."

Cheng Mu nodded.

Abdullah smiled bitterly and handed the document he had just been reading to Cheng Mu.

Cheng Mu glanced at the contents of the document and found that they were all related to his own experience, and it was obvious that these papers were frequently flipped.

"To be honest, I have read your experience at least dozens of times, but I still can't figure out how you have developed to where you are today in such a short time."

"Others may not have noticed you, but to me, these experiences are as unreal as the plots in a novel. What's more, you are an outsider of the yellow race!"

It’s a plug-in, I added a plug-in... Cheng Mu said silently in his heart.

“My father taught me that.”

Cheng Mu bowed slightly to show respect.

"He told me: When you are facing someone you can't see through, it's best not to try to play any tricks on him. You should either stay away from him or join him."

Having said that, Abdullah sat up straight and straightened his suit. He looked at Cheng Mu with a serious face.

"I think you are the kind of person my father described, so I extend my best wishes to you."

Abdullah stood up, walked solemnly to Cheng Mu and stretched out his hand.

Cheng Mu looked at the secretary general in front of him with a smile, picked up the white silk scarf on the table and wiped his mouth.

When Cheng Mu had come into contact with this man before, he knew that he seemed to be planning to bet on him.

Now it seems that his determination to place the bet is much stronger than he thought.

We have to admit that some people are born with the ability to take sides.

They may not have any extraordinary abilities, but they can survive every turmoil and even rise to the top.

Abdullah is clearly one of these people.

Could it be Hai Bodong?
Cheng Mu didn't think about it anymore.

He stood up and shook hands with Abdullah.

"Mr. Secretary General, from now on we are half-brothers."

(End of this chapter)