"Shit! Are so many armed forces such as SI Security Group eating shit? Let them quickly control the war. If they lose control, everyone will have to lose their position!"

"Boss, the phone number has been called a few times, and Ying Jiang is also urging him, but the rebels of the Orta use the terrain and are elusive and their armored forces cannot play a role in the mountains."

George: "Damn it!"

"Are you just watching that Oriental win?"

"Boss, if I had known this would be the case, I might as well control him to Eagle Sauce. If he was forced to sell a large amount of stocks, he would definitely be able to control the oil price."

George cursed: "I knew it if I had known it before, why didn't you say it earlier? What's the use of saying this now? That oriental man had already gone back to his hometown!"

"Boss, he really hasn't returned to China."

"Hmm?" George was stunned. "Where did he go? Europe? Southeast Asia? Or... Australia?"

"Uh...he went to...Africa!"

“What!?”

"Dare to go to Africa?"

"Does he want to die?"

George almost instantly thought of several plans to kill him.

It would be fine if Chen Xiao was in China.

Even in Yingshang, he had to control him at the cost of losing his international reputation.

Not to mention in Africa.

That's simply too convenient.

"Tell SI security immediately, Hei Shui, and the Moldiers, hurry up and send someone to Africa to control Chen Xiao."

"As long as you get the international crude oil contract in his hand, you can suppress international oil prices, which is much more cost-effective than fighting the crazy Horta mercenary group!"
Chapter completed!