America’s Big Hero

The new map, I have written and deleted, deleted and written, and my brain hurts. There are at least 4,000 manuscripts deleted today. I need to organize my thoughts.

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Belloc Tunney has seen what it means to be shameless.

What did you think at the beginning, why did you find Sean?

What am I here for?

Send money?

Geneva, get your money back!

Belloc Tunney looked at Sean with a broken face, but, let him refuse, he couldn't open the mouth again.

Sean wants to help them open up the market in Southeast Asia, the temptation is too great.

I really can't say anything to refuse, but I feel guilty for agreeing.

The well-calculated Bukra mining area made wedding clothes for people.

That's not enough. What's more, they have to set up a chemical fertilizer manufacturing company with themselves, and use the fertilizer produced from the mining area they grabbed from their own hands and sell them to themselves to make another money.

This is not enough, we have to set up a joint venture with ourselves to intervene in the Southeast Asian market and exploit one more level!

What's so special, the capitalists will cry when they see it!

Are you still human!

Sean showed a warm smile, got up and pulled Belloc Tunney to sit down again, "Let me tell you this, I'm familiar with Southeast Asia."

"Peace!" Sean waved his hand.

"The Linmeng area, just won, the whole city was flattened by me. It is a plain, where two rivers meet, and a rice-producing area. In one sentence, I can get the right to operate."

"They sold it to you crazy, and the purpose of going back is to ensure the domestic food supply." Belloc Tony stared.

"That's because I didn't like that little money, and I don't get involved in agriculture, so it's not troublesome enough." Sean pouted.

It is indeed a small amount of money, but there are still millions of profits a year.

Sean doesn't like it, but ADM likes it!

ADM relies on such a little expansion in agriculture to have today's territory.

"How about Sarawak, 120,000 square kilometers, 30% of the land is suitable for agricultural production, rich in rice, palm oil, sago, pepper, rubber, etc. Among them, pepper production accounts for 90% of Malaysia's total production."

"Can you take Malaysia? You just fought them!" Belloc Tunney looked disbelieving.

Sean laughed and slapped Belloc Tunney on the shoulder. "Think about it carefully, is it familiar to you, blasting open their country with a giant ship cannon, and then proceeding..."

"Colonial!!" Belloc Tony's eyes widened instantly.

"What do you call colonization!" Sean's face sank, "I call it getting rich together, and Southeast Asia is proud, it's called letting some people get up first!"

Heh, Belloc Tunney's mouth twitches, shameless, but I like it!

"Vietnam, Thailand, ADM to talk, that is a little bit of grinding, a little bit of talk, but I'm different, whoever doesn't give me face, whoever's goods don't want to leave the port!!" Sean glared and shouted loudly. road.

'Gollum' Belloc Tunney swallowed, he remembered one thing, legend, legend, the driving force behind the Southeast Asian pirates is Sean.

Now it seems that this may be so true!

"Otherwise, I'll take a shot in Southeast Asia, and then I'll see my bargaining chips, and then we'll talk about buying shares in ADM. It's just empty words. Now it's like I'm bullying your ADMs." Sean suddenly became reserved. .

"No, wait, become a shareholder in ADM??" Belloc Tunney spat out a mouthful of old blood. Didn't he just set up a branch in Southeast Asia, why did he become a shareholder in ADM?

How can you be so shameless!

"What, what's the problem? Actually, you know, I'm not very interested in agriculture, it's nothing more than an investment, I can't really manage it, after all, my main business is umbrella security and New Century Media. It sounds bad, I'm not very happy to manage these two companies."

"Bukla, I will also be handed over to the manager to manage it. I believe that the managers I hired are all diligent and honest people, and they would never dare to cheat me."

"The people who were greedy for my money were found out last year, and I don't know what happened, but they all disappeared." Sean tutted his tongue and looked regretful, "If they can be found, they will definitely change their ways, but it's a pity that they didn't. Here's your chance."

Belloc Tunney coughed violently, the way you manage, really… good.

"Okay, don't worry, let's do this first, you guys think about it, we'll talk about it in a few days, such a big thing can't be done in a day or two." Sean said with a smile.

Belloc Tunney walked away from Newark again in a daze, until he got on the plane, he didn't understand, how did he become Sean and become a shareholder in ADM?

Belloc Tunney's old subway face, damn, how did my plan turn out like this? !

People are gone, but Sean feels good, Weinberg, genius!

My own use of the protective umbrella is still too primitive and too rough.

Everything here was explained to the people below, and Sean took the people to the palace in the sky and went straight to Madrid, the capital of Spain.

After visiting the King of Spain, visiting the Royal Palace, attending a cocktail party, and watching a Real Madrid game at the Bernabeu accompanied by the royal family, after fulfilling a dream in my previous life, I sat in the Golden Palace and went straight to Arrecife.

Arrecife, Spain's Canary Islands, the southeastern coast of Lanzarote, the island's economic and transportation center.

It is located in the Atlantic Ocean, 120 kilometers northwest of Western Sahara and Monaco. Although it is not a tourist center city, the scenery is actually very good.

In a villa on the island, Sean met Armstrong who had arrived in Western Sahara earlier.

"The internal situation in Western Sahara is very complicated. It can be said that it is a mess. I don't know where to start." Armstrong scratched his head.

"Ha, let's talk about it first, how did Cesar get entangled in Morocco." Sean asked history first, which was very important.

"In the 7th century, the current Western Sahara was occupied by Morocco. At that time, Morocco was very strong. It was beaten across the Mediterranean Sea and occupied Spain and Portugal. It was not completely driven out until the end of the 15th century, and then Spain beat the sea. , the colonial struggle began. 80 years ago, at the beginning of this century, the French conquered 35% of Africa's territory. Almost all of Central Africa, West Africa, and North Africa were taken by the French, and Spain only had a little left, which is now Western Sahara. ."

"After the start of the independence movement, the Spaniards have been reluctant to let go until the death of the Spanish dictator Francisco Franco, and they were forced to withdraw from Western Sahara by the United Nations, but they also left hidden dangers. When they fought against the Spanish, they allied with Morocco. Morocco received the support of France and the United States. It also wanted to reproduce the glory of the 7th century. It wanted to annex Algeria, Western Sahara and Mauritania to establish Morocco. Therefore, as soon as the Spaniards left, they fought. ."

"Since ancient times, right?" Sean sneered, so funny.

"Then let's talk about how many countries have arrangements here." Sean said with a smile.

"First, we are America."

"Ah, are we still calculating here?" Sean was also taken aback.

"Since 1950, Morocco has become the country that has received the most aid from the United States in the Arab world except Egypt, and the amount of aid accounts for about one-fifth of the total amount of American aid to Africa." Armstrong said solemnly: "Essentially, The United States supports Morocco, of course, not completely, at least this king is very annoying to the White House, as far as I know, the CIA did it, but it didn’t work.”

"This is really messy." Sean slapped his mouth, "who else?"

"France, as the former suzerain of Morocco, is unwilling to lose Morocco as a raw material source and commodity market, and has also provided Morocco with a huge amount of economic and military assistance to ensure France's interests in the region. After the outbreak of the Western Sahara conflict, France clearly expressed its support. Morocco, and directly refers to Western Sahara as Morocco's "southern provinces" to express its position."

"Then there is Spain, the former suzerain of Western Sahara, which is actively neutral on the issue of Western Sahara, acknowledging the legitimacy of FPRW and defending its economic interests in fishing and phosphate mining in Western Sahara."

"Wait a minute, the Spaniards are mining my phosphate mine?" Sean glared.

Armstrong coughed, God what your phosphate mine!

You haven't arrived in Western Sahara yet! !

"It's not the phosphate mine in the Bukla area as you think, but the southwestern coast of Western Sahara, where phosphate mines are abundant, and Bukla is only one of the earlier mines developed."

"Hey, I have so many phosphate mines, ahahaha, but I can't let the Spaniards ruin it." Sean smiled, "Bokla is in the hands of the French?"

"Well, well, it's more complicated." Armstrong said with a wry smile: "Bukra is in the northwest corner of Western Sahara, very close to the Moroccan border. This area was occupied by Morocco in 1982."

"Of course, the Western Sahara People's Front is not reconciled, and has been resisting with arms. YSL teaches, you know."

"The mining companies that are mining now are indeed French, and the mercenaries stationed there are indeed French mercenaries, but most of them are of Moroccan origin. It is difficult to tell whether they are Moroccan or French."

Sean frowned and continued to ask for a long time, "How much land does Morocco occupy in Cesar now?"

"Half!" Armstrong pointed to Sean with a map, "The eastern border and southern areas near Mauritania are still in the hands of the Western Sagittarius, but, according to this situation, the Western Saharan can't stand it for long, especially the southern region. , is now the main point of attack for Morocco."

"Oh yes, the Spanish phosphate mines are in the south."

"Okay, okay, let's think about it." Sean took the map. The map of Western Sahara was divided into different colors. The Western Sahara was yellow, and the other areas were four colors, each color representing Morocco. occupied territory during the period.

Pointing his finger on Morocco, Sean couldn't help but fall into contemplation. The forces here are intricate and complicated. It's not difficult for the big shark to rush in. He just rushes to his own warships. Soup!

But for no reason, even if I have the strength, I can't really start a war and conquer everyone. This is not decades ago.

Then you can't enter Morocco so rashly!

Eyes turned to Western Sahara.

The Western Sahara was at a disadvantage, and at this time, as long as there was a life-saving straw, they would definitely catch it.

"Armstrong, you said, if I choose to support the Western Sahara, can I drive the Spaniards away and get the two mining areas in the southern region?" Sean raised his head and asked.

"No, you must first get the support of the local tribe." Armstrong sighed.

Sean: "???"

"Why did the tribe come out again, and where is my alliance?"

"This is Africa, isn't it normal to have tribes!" Armstrong smiled bitterly. "This is the chaos I'm talking about. Just now you only asked about foreign forces, not domestic ones."

"Western Saharan society is based on tribes. The largest tribe is Rakibat, accounting for half of the total population. Each tribe is divided into several families. The group formulates the decrees of the tribes according to the laws of the Communist Party of China, appoints the chiefs, and the chiefs of the various tribes form the chiefs' assembly of Western Sahara, with dozens of members, which is the highest authority."

"That is to say, it's not enough to reach an agreement with the People's Front, but also with the local tribes?" Sean rolled his eyes.

"Yes, at least before this tribe loses their territory, you have to make an agreement with them to get a legal excuse." Armstrong nodded.

"Fake!" Sean scolded, "Tell me about the situation here at the Spaniards."

"Then I have to arrange for someone to investigate."

A few days later, looking at the messy information, Sean only felt a pain in his head.

They are all special, dozens of people are also called clans, hundreds of people are also called clans, and there are thousands of people in the big ones.

As for the entire Western Saharan Front, the current strength is only more than 3,000 people, and they are all rabble, and their weapons are not enough for World War II.

But it's normal to think about it. All the countries that support Western Sahara in name are African countries, and dozens of them can only help raise the flag. In fact, what these countries oppose is only Morocco.

They are all poor. Where can they support the Western Sahara? Algeria is the only one who can really contribute money, but with the support of an African country, what advanced weapons can they have!

Algeria supports Cesar only to contain Morocco.

"What are you going to do?" Armstrong asked with a smile.

"I don't want it anymore, let's fight it!" Sean threw down the stack of documents and said with a dark face: "Mix the water here first and then talk about it."

"In the final analysis~www.NovelMTL.com~ it depends on whose fist is tough. Anyway, this is a disputed territory. To put it bluntly, legally, this place should belong to Xissa, or they are just too weak."

There are only less than one million people in the area currently under the control of Cisa, but the population of Morocco, with a population of 23 million, is not something Cisa can compete with because of its population advantage.

Morocco, in particular, also knows what it means to advance steadily, laying down an area of ​​economic value and spending a lot of money on the border to build a sand wall defense line.

If I don't have the ability to build myself, I spend money to find Europeans for help. According to this trend, Cesar will be wiped clean sooner or later.

"However, before that, let Morocco mess up first." Sean's eyes fell on a photo on the ground.

King of Morocco, Moulay Hassan II.

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