Chapter 963: Conclusion, Visitors
Boss Qiao pulled his brother from the anti-pandemic front lines back to Sangha Town, then arranged for the 'Crocodile' and another old monster, the 'Tree Demon,' to escort the confirmed couple out to play.
Under Saiyid's financial onslaught, the guide company developed rapidly, but that was limited to construction speed, and subsequent personnel training has not fully caught up.
Tong Tong, a playful person, just happened to join forces with two worldly Dubai Princesses to experience every aspect of those hotel resorts, acting like a test sleeper!
Meanwhile, Joe Ga secluded himself in the manor, accompanying Nis, who was due in a month and monitoring the news from South Africa, Congo, and England online.
The killings in South Africa are not completely over...
The G.I.D industry has been thoroughly destroyed by several special forces, but there are still many people related to the virus who need to be identified and captured, especially the armor group that harbored several virus experts.
P.B harbored animosity towards the armor group since Iraq, with Boss Qiao's inevitable temperament, both parties formed an unbreakable vendetta since the 'Professor' was deceived.
The armor group's global industrial layout continuously suffered setbacks, yet they still opposed P.B.
As a shareholder of G.I.D, in the Congo operation, Boss Qiao captured several members of the armor group alive and sent them to court, but the armor group denies their identities.
It's just like those national-level bastards sending soldiers to invade other countries.
Everyone knows what's going on, but I simply won't admit it, and you can't produce strong evidence, legally you can't do anything to me.
So the final dispute fell onto the soldiers!
The Night Tiger, Ferryman, Dagger, and Jazz squads sent by Boss Qiao to South Africa had significant representation; besides the British team, the other four gangster groups were all there.
It wasn't purely for dismantling G.I.D, but more to pound the armor group.
Aren't you arrogant?
If I get a chance, I'll hit you!
Joe Ga stayed at the manor for a week, amidst serious conflict events happening in several major South African cities.
The armor group's offices in Johannesburg, Cape Town, Bloemfontein, and Durban were destroyed, over forty mercenaries killed, and four safe houses for personnel and materials blown up.
Not until the South African president delivered a televised address, protesting and condemning the recent severe violent incidents, did Joe Ga order the return of the four T1 squads.
By this time, the last remains of G.I.D had been completely extinguished, and the armor group's losses were incredibly dire.
Personnel and equipment losses were not the main issues; the most significant loss was in reputation.
Personnel loss wasn't really a huge problem for the armor group, or any big company really; as long as you have money, 'production resources' are plenty.
Their disregard for Congo and P.B's condemnation was fearless, as mercenary groups never did clean work, and moral expectations of them wouldn't be very high.
It's like condemning a murderer as a cannibal; it doesn't really matter to him.
The loss of reputation, most importantly shown in market share!
South Africa EO eagerly took advantage of the armor group's critical moment, joyfully attacking them and seizing their security market.
With South Africa's public security issues, the security market is a near 150 million US Dollar yearly big pie, which the armor group lost over half of.
This loss is what truly breaks the armor group's heart!
In less than two years...
The armor group lost their Middle East market, with their headquarters blown up in a terrorist attack.
They lost Asia's most essential Harbour Island market, squeezed into the Philippines, relying on several Southeast Asian nations' businesses to survive.
Now they've lost the South African market, their influence squeezed into the West Africa area.
From a titan able to integrate resources and enter Iraq to battle P.B, they plummeted to the lowest ranking among giants.
At this point, Boss Qiao chose to call a retreat.
He wanted to uproot the armor group entirely, but it's useless...
The armor group isn't a private company but a publicly traded enterprise with a complex equity structure, outsiders can't even understand their shareholder setup.
Boss Qiao did uncover a bit through the British Intelligence Service's Isabella Foster, but after looking at the list, he pondered for a long time and decided to hold off.
England was also experiencing deaths, every day 3~5 somewhat notable figures in society appeared in The Times' obituaries.
That old man Claverley was much more ruthless than Boss Qiao imagined, open-faced Buckley & Co was being investigated by multiple departments, their CEO under house arrest, and everyone involved in the Congo virus incident was on the death list.
A total of 24 elite SAS soldiers created a bloodbath in England, with the death list including members of the House of Commons, union presidents, intelligence department heads, and executives of the Barclays company...
Barclays is not a small company, they tried to fight back, but it was useless...
On the twenty-fifth day, Joe Ga saw a piece of news online: the president of Barclays hanged himself with a clothesline in the hotel where he was under house arrest.
This old-school asset management company, operating for over 150 years, gradually disintegrated under various pressures.
Part of its assets was nationalized, while the other part was devoured cleanly by big sharks.
The process of dividing the spoils took a long time, but Joe Ga received his "reward" right away...
Ownership of basic projects in Guinea, rights to an oil field, an island in Seychelles, and most importantly, the railway in Northern Congo, were all transferred under the name of P.B.
Joe Ga obtained what was due to him, and cared little about anything else.
However, what he didn't expect was that Claverley really sent a princess to Sangha Town.
An authentic British princess!
This girl named Beatrice was not attractive and didn't seem very smart, but she had a very famous father, the Duke of York.
Claverley was very reliable, and with Beatrice arrived not only the princess but also a huge team of medical workers, medical supplies, and journalists.
This was considered England's compensation for the damage caused to Africa by domestic enterprises, and those journalists were part of media relations.
After distancing itself from these affairs, England clarified its stance, making it easier for Claverley to conduct secret compensation negotiations with Congo and Central Africa.
Joe Ga reluctantly sheltered the not-so-smart princess, spouting nonsense to the English media about admiration and respect for the British Royal Family, then found people to host the journalists well, and left them alone.
However, this was just the beginning, and Joe Ga didn't understand that just because Nis was about to have a baby, his mountaintop estate, which had already been expanded several times, was actually starting to feel too cramped to host guests...
......
Nis, already heavily pregnant, lay on a deck chair in the porch basking in the sun, while Joe Ga sat beside her, holding her hand...
Watching a bunch of young women having fun in the garden of his house, Joe Ga frowned and said, "This place is turning into a princess shelter...
Do these people think that just by using the pretext of celebrating our baby, they can send people here?"
As he spoke, Joe Ga glanced at the Prince of Qatar, Al Sani, standing not far away in a white robe...
This guy, seeing a bit of mud on the hem of his robe, ran into a house nearby to change clothes, and now he was directing people to lay down carpets on the lawn to prevent his clothes from getting dirty again.
Once the carpet was laid, a few Middle Eastern princes who didn't want to mingle with the princesses gathered on it, holding drinks masquerading as juice, chatting idly.
Among these princes was not only the Prince of Qatar, Al Sani, but also the Dubai Prince Saiyid, Prince Tahnoon from Abu Dhabi, and a Prince Shah Dewali whom Joe Ga was meeting for the first time.
These guys seemed to have coordinated, arriving not empty-handed, but bringing with them lavish gifts, and as if it were a joke, they uniformly brought along a few sisters, the eldest being 18 and the youngest 14.
These people, upon arriving in Sangha Town, didn't dare stay outside, and all crammed into Boss Joe's estate.
Their attendants and household staff were all gathered in the old district of Sangha Town at the foot of the mountain; if it weren't for the residents having largely relocated, there's no way they could have accommodated so many people.
Boss Joe's house now felt like a conference of Middle Eastern princesses; if not for Princess Amina managing the situation, Boss Joe would have wanted to take Nis and leave the house.
Nis, probably noticing Boss Joe's impatience, smiled and said, "They're expressing their trust in you; I think it's not bad. Ever since Tong Tong went out to play, the house has been much quieter."
Joe Ga looked into the distance at Adel and Briella, two young girls causing a commotion, charging into the group of princesses with water guns, causing the ladies to scatter frantically.
Gino and Jacques squatted behind a 'Beech' tree as cover, binoculars in hand, pointing and discussing...
Joe Ga shook his head in exasperation and said, "I don't see how this place relates to the word 'quiet.'
Where is Charlene? Tell her to take her kids away.
That boy Jacques recovers as soon as there's trouble; if he stays any longer, Gino will corrupt him completely!
If the future King of Monaco does nothing upon ascending the throne but impose a protection fee of 200 on his subjects, what chaos would that bring?"
Nis glanced at Joe Ga's right hand, which was still massaging her swollen calves, and said, "Charlene is back in Monaco; she said she's bringing in some obstetric experts for me."
Saying this, Nis gently pushed Joe Ga's hand away and said, "You should go and have a chat with those princes; they must have something important.
If you stay by my side, they won't come over."