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Chapter 900: Chapter 785 Who Is So Jumpy? (Please Subscribe!)
Upon hearing this news, Chai Ren was baffled.
He hung up the phone in a daze.
Somewhat at a loss.
Fuloz was taken away by the Supreme Court at the Capital Airport in Congo Gold?
It seemed almost like Tales of Marvels.
Fuloz was none other than the son of President Moi of Congo-Kinshasa, undeniably his biological offspring. Yet even so, someone dared to arrest Fuloz there, which suggested only two possibilities.
One was that Fuloz had caused such a significant problem that even Moi couldn’t cover for him.
The other was that those who wanted to take him down had backing too powerful, powerful enough to disregard Moi completely.
Either way.
Fuloz was in big trouble this time.
What Chai Ren feared the most now was that those who initiated this were using the mineral transaction as an excuse. If that were the case, he could get dragged into it, not just him, but also Wan Qing Mining owned by Tang Qing, as well as the Africa Union Mining Group could be implicated.
If so, it would be a significant issue.
At this thought.
Chai Ren became a bit anxious.
He was desperate to know the reason for Fuloz’s arrest.
He took out his mobile phone.
Chai Ren called the number of the Chinese businessman he previously learned had sold off his assets. With the current situation initiated by the Supreme Court of Congo Gold, he thought it most reliable to contact this well-connected Chinese businessman directly.
The call connected.
Chai Ren spoke respectfully, "Uncle Zhou."
"Ah, Chai, cough cough cough... I knew you would make this call, hehe." An elderly voice came from the other end, belonging to Zhou Huo, who had struggled here for half his life and, approaching the end of his days, was not in good health.
He coughed frequently.
"Uncle Zhou, I have no choice, you’re the most familiar with everything here," Chai Ren said with a sigh of relief, seeing that Zhou Huo seemed to know something, or he wouldn’t be so calm.
"Hehe, it’s true, I know what you’re worried about, but rest assured, although I don’t know exactly who’s behind it, I’m aware it has nothing to do with you.
The reason for Fuloz’s arrest is unrelated to you, and it’s also unrelated to the recent mineral deal. It concerns some of his past illegal activities that someone has dug up to create an issue," comforted Zhou Huo.
Chai Ren was overjoyed, "Really? Then I can rest easy."
"The information is accurate, but you still need to be careful. Things are like this now, but that doesn’t mean they won’t change. You should leave Congo Gold as soon as possible. Go to any other country, just don’t stay here for now, just in case," Zhou Huo advised.
Chai Ren nodded.
Only a fool would stay put at a time like this.
"I understand, thank you, Uncle Zhou. I will book a plane ticket right away and leave immediately," Chai Ren said.
"Hmm, be careful. I predict there won’t be peace here for a while. I too need to go back home to avoid trouble," Zhou Huo said gravely, his "going back home" not meaning returning to his homeland but truly going to the countryside.
It was one of his mining fields, where hundreds of Chinese employees and several hundred mining field workers lived, surrounded by mountains and water, with a very large coffee bean plantation, the place he had prepared for his retirement.
He wasn’t afraid of official trouble.
What worried him were those who might seek to muddy the waters.
"You take care too, Uncle Zhou," Chai Ren said.
"Alright, we’ll talk more when we have the chance," Zhou Huo chuckled.
"Okay."
After hanging up the phone,
Chai Ren immediately had someone prepare plane tickets, planning to gradually have the Company’s Chinese employees leave. It seemed that mining would have to be put on hold for a while. Only after everything was arranged did Chai Ren call Tang Qing.
"Little Tang, I need to tell you something," Chai Ren said somewhat sheepishly. The deal for the mineral deposits had only just been concluded, and now this had happened. The situation was complex and beyond his grasp. A delay in mining was inevitable.
"What’s the matter?" Tang Qing asked knowingly.
"There’s been a bit of trouble here. Fuloz was arrested at the airport, it’s said to be over past issues. I think there’s a risk to start mining now, and it might have to be delayed. I’ve also had someone purchase plane tickets for your people," Chai Ren explained.
Tang Qing laughed lightly.
"Chai Dashao, you really are something. When trouble arises, you don’t call me right away. Even if you don’t call me, you could call my friend, the butler. Anyway, you come back first, and continue with the necessary affairs. The sky is not falling down."
At the obviously educational tone,
Chai Ren felt not the slightest discomfort.
Because he could hear much from Tang Qing’s tone, which was full of confidence, as though he didn’t care at all about Fuloz’s arrest. This made Chai Ren involuntarily recall the last time he had been rescued.
"This, how should I put it?" Chai Ren asked with a hint of suspicion.
"I’m already aware that Fuloz has been arrested, and I know the reason why. I also know who is behind it and their motives, but for now, I cannot tell you.
It involves quite a few important figures from Congo Gold, and as you know, knowing too much about certain things isn’t good. All I can tell you now is that this matter has nothing to do with us. We just need to focus on conducting our business," Tang Qing said slowly.
After hearing Tang Qing’s words,
Chai Ren felt as though he had taken a reassurance pill.
If Tang Qing said there was nothing to worry about, then there shouldn’t be.
"But, what about Fuloz?" Chai Ren asked cautiously.
"His problem is rather serious. He previously facilitated numerous illegal projects, collected kickbacks, and such as selling mineral deposits, like we do, wouldn’t create much of an issue.
However, he once facilitated the bidding process for a reservoir dam.
And just last night, the dam suddenly collapsed, killing quite a few people downstream, and one of the dam contractors turned himself in, revealing a lot of information whether it’s true or false, Fuloz won’t be getting out any time soon," Tang Qing explained.
At that moment,
Chai Ren finally understood the reason for Fuloz’s arrest.
It was different from what Zhou Huo had said earlier; it seemed Zhou Huo didn’t mention the dam collapse. But comparing both accounts, Tang Qing’s words certainly seemed more credible. It wasn’t that Zhou Huo couldn’t be trusted; it was just that his information was slightly off.
He really wanted to know who was behind it.
But remembering Tang Qing’s earlier reminder, Chai Ren still refrained from asking.
"I understand, I’ll have someone continue to follow up on the project, to start constructing the infrastructure according to the original plan. Little Tang, you really scared me this time. I thought I would be arrested too," Chai Ren said with a bitter smile.
Living as a second-generation was too suffocating for him. 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝔭𝔲𝔟.𝖈𝖔𝔪
Other second-generation kids stayed safe at home; if they were bored, they could go to clubs or salons for some fun, enjoy gourmet food, bully people, and live a joyous life. But here he was, traveling around the world, even to dangerous places.
And facing danger time and time again.
Really... Chai Ren was starting to question his identity as a second-generation.
"Don’t worry, Chai Young Master. We just need to focus on our business. Why would they arrest you? You contribute to the GDP. Who would bother with you? Fuloz’s situation will be Moi’s concern; after all, he is the President of Congo-Kinshasa. He should have ways to save his own son," Tang Qing consoled.
"That’s true. Why should I worry about this?"
Chai Ren also showed a smile on his face.
But at that moment,
The assistant hurriedly knocked and came in, speaking anxiously, "Chairman Chai, there are some African police downstairs. They say they need you to go back for some investigative assistance, and their people are on the way up here."
Chai Ren’s smile froze on his face.
Damn it.
What was going on?
He had barely been happy for a minute.
This had nothing to do with them, right?
On the other end of the phone, Tang Qing was also puzzled because he hadn’t received any message about asking Chai Ren to come back for an investigation.
After his moment of confusion,
What followed was Tang Qing’s face turning grim.
Damn it.
Just after I said Chai Ren wouldn’t be involved, Fuloz’s situation wouldn’t result in African police knocking on the door, yet the next second, here come the African police wanting to take someone away. Isn’t this a slap in my face?
Tang Qing’s mood turned foul right away.
Damn it.
Had they become too comfortable with their good lives, needing me to give them something to stay occupied with?
He wanted to see.
Who exactly was being so brash.
