Sure enough, when someone came in and got the telegram they had just received, the faces of everyone present changed drastically.

The telegram was just sent from Bali.

"This..." The old man who was scolded just now looked at the telegram with an expression of disbelief.

The old man who said Kuching had no time to care about them felt like someone was holding him by the throat.

The appearance and bombardment of the Guixu hit them hard in the face and wiped out any luck in their hearts.

I thought I could get a bargain, but now I'm screwed.

"Delu, what should I do...?" the old man who had been silent just now asked with his brows furrowed.

Huang Debiao curled his lips and said "hum".

Huang Delu also frowned, thought for a while and said: "The other party only bombarded the sea surface and did not actually take action. This shows that there is room for action. We must show our attitude now and immediately send people to Kuching to explain the situation."

As he spoke, he took a deep look at the three old men across the conference table: "I still say the same thing, foreigners are unreliable..."

An old man didn't wait for him to finish and interrupted: "Of course we know that foreigners are unreliable, but are Kuching and Du Fei reliable? At least foreigners will not deprive us of our property and rights..."

Huang Delu's eyes were gloomy, he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Sometimes he feels really helpless. Ever since his fifth uncle passed away, the reason why he has become like this is ultimately due to the human heart. Once he has gained power, he is reluctant to let it go.

In particular, the Huang family occupied East Java and ruled millions of people. Although not in name, they were essentially the masters of a country.

Keeping the power in their hands is the first priority in their hearts, and everything else is secondary.

In this case, even the Huang family and his son must worry about the impact.

Huang Debiao didn't care so much: "Stop talking about useless things. Now that the warships are coming, what should we do?"

The old man was speechless for a moment.

Lao Ze, the eldest, sighed: "Delu, you have a good relationship with that side, so it's up to you to come forward to negotiate the matter."

Huang Delu didn't answer. This was obviously a thankless task.

Of course he has to come forward, but not now.

Up to now, the matter can no longer be solved with a few words. No matter who comes forward, they have to pay the price.

Now is just the beginning, the heat is not yet there.

It doesn't hurt him. If he rushes to negotiate, someone will definitely take the opportunity to attack him afterwards.

Huang Delu has developed his skills in the past few years and is well versed in political governance.

Huang Debiao and he had a clear understanding of each other. Sometimes Huang Debiao had to say something that was difficult for Huang Delu to say, one with a red face and the other with a white face.

In fact, Huang Debiao is not stupid at all, he just has to play the role of Zhang Fei.

He slapped the table with a loud bang: "Now I think of my brother. What were you thinking about squeezing us earlier? No go~ no go! It's all your fault to go to Tie Ding to stay low and be a kid at this time. Why should we be offended?

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"De Biao, now is not the time to be impulsive." The elder looked at Huang Delu with some expectation, hoping that he could speak.

Huang Delu just pretended not to see it. At this time, whoever is thin-skinned and soft-eared will suffer.

Without corresponding exchange, Huang Delu could not be moved by just a few words.

There was silence in the room for a while.

At this moment, someone came in again. He immediately felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere, and cautiously whispered a few words into Huang Debiao's ear.

Huang Debiao frowned even more and immediately stood up and went out.

The others were stunned, wondering what happened.

A few minutes later, Huang Delu came back, looked at the three Huang family elders one by one with a serious look on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Just now I got a call from the economic and trade company... I received a telegram from Kuching. Due to technical problems, their transport plane will not arrive."

Suspend our route."

You could hear a needle drop in the conference room.

"This...this..." An old man twitched his beard for a long time and wanted to say something, but after "this" for a long time, he didn't say anything.

The main reason why Nanyang's agricultural products can sell at high prices is that they are directly transported by airplane to Eastern Europe and the Middle East.

There are two necessary conditions for this, one is a sufficient transport fleet, and the other is cheap energy supply.

The former is provided by Du Fei, and the latter is provided by the destination country, so there are two routes: Eastern Europe and the Middle East-North Africa.

The supplier is the Nanyang Fruit Alliance organized by Du Fei.

Later, vegetables and other agricultural products were added, and it has been changed to the Nanyang Agricultural Products Alliance.

East Java's joining the alliance is tantamount to taking a ride on it and making money together.

However, if something like this happened, Du Fei certainly couldn't let them eat with their bowls in hand and put down their bowls to curse.
Chapter completed!