Rebirth – Super Bank System

Evening.

Hotel suitcase.

Just the president of the electric power, Kofdale, came as promised.

Eat five.

“Chai, I know what you mean.”

– Listen.

A couple of people have ears fixed up.

“Thank you for the banquet, but if you’re disappointed, this French bank loan, we were initially trying to make it more efficient for Warsaw, but the other side was reluctant.”

This diesel is certainly clear.

In the contract.

After all, this is a commercial loan, not a national loan, not international aid, without the many frames.

That’s why.

Only the monk and the others come here.

After all.

Whoever is eventually given the project, the power is in the General Electricity Corporation.

“We know, but after all, we decided to be in the company.” Chai looked at the black side of the eye, did not use bribery, and he was a shareholder of the company, and he passed it out to shame.

“One is fine.”

Look at these people.

Kofdale shakes his head, “This project will have a French company, two other EU countries, involved in bidding, and I can only say sorry unless one of them withdraws.”

Three?

A few people look at each other.

Looks like there’s no play, and people are here to make this money.

This cake.

Who’s gonna quit?

If that is the case, then, Chihua and the others remain enthusiastic about Koufdal, and don’t forget that, besides this project, they took a lot of other water, fire and electricity projects.

The

future may be more.

If this is not done, the next bidding project should be easier. In addition to their electricity generation, Warsaw energy groups are also their competitors, and no passion can be lost.

Finish your meal.

They sent Kovdale to the hotel entrance.

“Not a week of hospitality.”

The Chinese summer is modest.

“Thank you, bye.”

Look at Kovdale’s car. They turned back.

“Not done.” Saigon says.

“Come in white.”

Kwok Righteous Path: “How white, this is also the big client of our group.”

“You said that in the future, electricity would not lend only to European countries, and if that were the case, it would be in trouble.”

“No.”

Chai Ling denied it directly.

“Why?” Shan said curiously.

“Electricity is a heavy asset model enterprise, and a large loan can almost consume the company’s debt-servicing capacity and will not do so in the German side of the EU.”

“That’s still a problem, the company has no money, and there’s no project.”

“…..”

Jae-jung watches the monk with no word.

big brother.

So talk, it’s easy to talk about.

Brother Chai, what’s the matter?

In

the face of the strange eye of Chase, the path of weakness is weak.

Without the EU, the world doesn’t have a bank anymore?

“Oh, yeah.”

“To your head, don’t you say foreign banks, the banks of the Congo are eating white meals?” It is also understood in Jason’s heart that the capacity to look at things has to be raised.

“Oh.”

The heart of the monk is taught.

“When are you going back?”

“After the bid has been completed.”

Chihua Road. Even salmon, it would be necessary to put two pieces of war before death, not their style, and the group would have a quantitative demand for each year’s bidding project.

It’s not working.

“Uh-huh.” Jae-Jennodded.

Once again, Sang-woo said, “Brother Chai, let’s go and see what’s going on in the park.”

“I asked if there were any flights to come tomorrow, and I would return directly.” For more than half a month, the people who wanted to meet, they wanted to see their own daughters.

“Is flight busy?”

“Of course.”

One minute later.

“No more.”

“Ah?”

Champagne thought Chai could handle it.

“The day after tomorrow will be full, the seat reserved for the staff, and the engineer of the oil in the middle of the day will be, if you would.”

“…..”

What

else can the monk say?

Oh, my God.

As for allowing those engineers to go back the other day, he didn’t say such a “shit”, and for that reason he called for leadership, and Jae-jung was in trouble, as was he.

“Jesus Christ, no way to go.”

There’s no Cheyenne.

Champagne feels like he’s going alone.

Just when he’s done it.

“Mr. Cheung.”

A suit pencil is good, a high-nose Western man walked over and smiled at saying hello to Xiao.

“Dennis.”

Kwok also recognized it.

A Deputy Managing Director of the French Water and Electricity Corporation, a half of France’s attempts, has been mixed up in Africa and has often met with them in the same project.

Too bad.

The construction advantage of Warsaw is growing.

These enterprises are regarded as major enemies.

“Are you here for a vacation?” Dennis lightly said with a smile, who knows why China came here, and there must be no Warsaw company, so what difference can be made between these people and those on vacation?

“Almost.”

Mind your lazy interpretation.

“Then have a nice trip.”

“Yes.”

Dennis left behind.

“Who is this?” Champagne asked.

“The opponent.”

“Feel like he’s here for vacation.” The monks say, ’cause Dennis is hugging a woman outside the door, smelling better, or Africans, looking at skin should be bleeding.

…

The

next day.

Afternoon.

Kinsa Airport.

“Remember, don’t run around, no one here knows who your father is.” Before he walks, Jay’s against Champ Ward repeatedly.

“Got it.”

He hesitated to spend the night deciding not to go to the Hong Kong Industrial Garden, and he didn’t have any gains and went to tour alone, but it was a little bit of a shame.

“Know it, take care of it, goodbye.”

“All the way.”

Finish it.

Shi Yin turned into the airport, which was the town of Tokyo, straight to Warsaw, and he therefore hired the bodyguard on the plane at a time when the contract of protection expired.

After Chai Yin entered the airport.

Four fighters got in the car, disappeared on the streets.

“Sir, let’s go.”

“Well.”

I’m ready to go back.

Wah’s phone rings.

“What is it?”

A few seconds later.

“What? Really?” How many times did Wah’s voice increase?

Confirmed.

Wah’s face is not allowed to smile, the truth is that salt fish turns and salt, but every cloud has a silver lining is another landscape.

Champagne looks good.

strangely said, “What’s going on?”

Look at the monk.

Cheung Wai laughed.

“A little accident.”

“What’s the accident?”

“Six years ago, a number of Congolese departments were involved in the investigation of the Birovich hydroelectric plant built by the French Hydroelectric Corporation for the Democratic Republic of the Congo, where large bursts of dams have occurred, either because of the rainfall or for other reasons.”

Accident.

Always happens at any time.

And it’s too late.