Rebirth: Fight For Life

   Chapter 536 A Transaction

  Reality quickly gave Ye Beichen a stick.

   First of all, Sia Dadaai is really a beautiful legend of Port Moresby, and the story she told is true.

   Then, the identity of the big man was also made clear. The only son of the second man was known as Master Somare in the community.

   Ye Beichen looked at the ten thousand dollars in front of him and remained silent.

Ambassador Bai Hua sighed and said, "Director Ye, let's end it like this. No matter how angry you are, this will only be handled as a civil dispute. Besides, within their judicial system, what can you find out? It's the bodyguard who beat people out to apologize, and the compensation won't be so much."

   Ye Beichen knew that the embassy had indeed exerted pressure.

   He also knows that when the identity of the other party is clear, the compensation of 10,000 US dollars is more to give him the face of Chinese citizenship.

   As for his personal face, it was clearly reflected in his punches and kicks.

  He, Ye Beichen, what kind of character is he?

   After a day of silence in Port Moresby, he returned to Flint Island with the cargo ship.

   In the waves of the Coral Sea, Ye Beichen was lying on the railing of the ship's side, suppressing unprecedented humiliation and anger.

   This humiliation and anger reached its peak when he returned to Flint Island to finish his work and went back to his room to log in to Facebook.

  Xia sent him a message on the site: I heard... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry...

   There has never been a moment like this, when Ye Beichen longed for a force that would destroy the rot. Not only for myself, but also for the people who I don’t know when I will meet, and who will never forget it from now on…

  …

   On the second trip, Ye Beichen arrived in Cairns, Australia.

   On this trip, Ye Beichen had no other thoughts at all. After the work was over, he found a bar by the sea and drank alone.

  It is useless if your heart is higher than the sky.

   Even if you climb to the highest position in the company, how much influence can you exert in a foreign country?

   Can others ask for him?

   Not to mention, climb to the highest position in the company?

   Ye Beichen laughed self-deprecatingly, raised the beer bottle and drank it violently.

   If he can be like the boss of Jian Yushu, he will have enough influence. He has money and technology.

   But, how many people like that have been there over the years?

   Ye Beichen didn't think about asking for Jian Yushu.

   But beg him, what is it? For just a punch, a woman?

   Ye Beichen panicked.

   He also thought to himself mockingly, maybe it was just a moment of anger. Who hasn't been humiliated in their entire life? It's fine over time.

   But Xi Ya's smile and smile always popped up in his heart, like inextinguishable oil.

   Suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder, Ye Beichen conditioned reflexively to the side, staring at the person in front of him.

   This is a smiling white man who just said: "easy, myfriend. (relax, my friend

   Ye Beichen relaxed and said drunkenly: "leavemealone! (Leave me alone

  Unexpectedly, he said, "Mr. Ye Beichen, drinking too much can't solve your problem."

   Ye Beichen was startled and stared at him again.

   "Meet me, my name is Gerald, I'm from America."

   Ye Beichen shook his hand vigilantly: "How do you know my name?"

  Gerald said proudly: "Most of the things that happen in this world, if we want to know, we can know."

"you?"

  Gerald glanced at him unexpectedly, then said, "Very sharp! Yes, I represent an organization."

   Ye Beichen froze in his heart, remembering the big words he said before, and then thinking of Jian Yushu's warning.

   "I know you are in charge of a project, the private island of Gu Song, president of your country's emerging giant Flint Group. I want to talk to you about a cooperative, assured, one-off deal, and we will absolutely keep your secrets."

   As expected, Ye Beichen turned his head and was about to leave: "Sorry, I'm not interested."

   Then he heard Gerald say behind him, "What if we help you settle the grievances in Port Morebis?"

   Ye Beichen stopped, paused for a while, then turned his head and asked fiercely, "You know this too?"

Gerald shrugged: "The Chinese embassy was alerted, and a Chinese story was added to the long story book of Miss Siya, the beautiful legend of Port Morbis. Knowing this, is it strange? 1 $10,000 is a good deal, and you're one of the best results."

   Ye Beichen's eyes burned with anger.

Gerald held up the beer bottle and gave a distant salute: "Don't worry, I said it, it's just a one-time deal. You should have guesses about us, and you should know that we won't break the rules to reveal secrets or threaten you in the future. Otherwise, how are we going to work around the world for more of these deals?"

"What do you want?"

  Gerald smiled brightly: "Engineering drawings of Flint Island. We want to know what facilities are on Flint Island."

   Ye Beichen smiled: "Can't your satellite see it?"

   "Of course we need more details." Gerald did not hesitate to say, "We are very concerned about the Flint Group."

   Ye Beichen was noncommittal: "What about the bargaining chips?"

   "Let Master Somare give up on Miss Seaa. In addition, a bearer cheque for $1 million from Swiss bank."

   Ye Beichen said with a smile: "The engineering drawings of Flint Island are actually worthy of you to deal with important figures in a country?"

   "So, we are very concerned about the Flint Group." Gerald said seriously, and then smiled, "Besides, sometimes you find it very difficult, for us, maybe a sentence is enough."

   Ye Beichen was silent.

  Is this the power to destroy?

   He believed in the energy of the country behind the man on the opposite side.

   "Aren't you afraid I'll go back and tell my employer that someone's watching them?"

"You think they don't know?" Gerald's expression didn't change. "Or are you going to tell them that you've met me? You want to destroy their trust in you? You want to arouse your superiors against you. Suspect?"

   Ye Beichen laughed and took a sip of wine: "You guys are so nasty."

   "Oh, don't say that, my friend." Gerald didn't care, "I, like you, left my warm hometown and came to such a far place just to do my job well."

   Ye Beichen shook his head and said, "I haven't seen you."

  Gerald came over with a beer bottle in one hand, and passed a piece of paper between **** of the other hand: "Think about it."

   Ye Beichen didn't move, he shrugged, put the piece of paper on the table next to him and left.

  The sound of the waves came one after another, Ye Beichen was motionless and expressionless, the knuckles of his fingers turning white while holding the beer bottle.

   After a long time, he looked at the small piece of paper on the table with a complicated look, and finally rolled it up and stuffed it into his trousers pocket. He continued to walk to the bar next to the floor-to-ceiling window, drinking wine bottle by bottle.

   (end of this chapter)