The Red Alert Begins in the Wasteland

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At the dining table, Cai Ruichen sat quietly, taking a sip of tea from time to time, looking at Aziz, enjoying the food with great interest.

This small restaurant was actually opened by Cai Ruichen himself, and occasionally came here to improve food.

However, Huaxia Dining is still a bit uncomfortable here, and only some of the dishes are popular here.

Fortunately, this restaurant is not for profit, but Cai Ruichen's own family and country feelings.

The elegant environment is also a good meeting place. Even the meeting place agreed with the elder Mohammed was chosen here.

Taking advantage of breakfast time, Cai Ruichen also invited Aziz here.

After all, Future Technology Group does not have a headquarters, and Warehouse No. 1 is not suitable for Aziz to enter, let alone a base.

However, when the headquarters of the Future Technology Group is built, the town will also be built into a comprehensive area, and the entire town will be enveloped by the headquarters of the Future Technology Group.

That's right, Cai Ruichen's ambition is bigger than Qiu Mingxu, and a simple headquarters can't satisfy him.

The future technology group of the future will definitely exist at the level of a giant. If a headquarters alone is enough, a large-scale comprehensive technology concept park is also needed.

In addition, this comprehensive park also covers the hospital, making the future Marin Town Hospital a part of the park.

Underground, is a quietly built industrial empire production base, and above it is a place to showcase high-tech strength.

The entire 30 square kilometers of land in Marin Town is a huge display platform, a high-tech museum open to the outside world.

In two years, in just two years, the embryonic form of a technological empire completely replaced this small town.

It's just that this magnificent blueprint is only a product of the blueprint, and the preliminary construction work has already begun.

"Mr. Aziz. How about these early." Cai Ruichen looked at Aziz with gusto, took a sip of tea and asked.

"Very good, I have longed for Chinese culture since I was young. To be honest, there are two cooks in my family who can cook Chinese cuisine." Aziz praised.

"Just look at it, Mr. Aziz must be an expert who knows how to eat." Cai Ruichen said.

"That is, people live forever, not to live happily. Eat well and sleep soundly, that's what I want." Aziz said with a smile.

It's just that in Cai Ruichen's opinion, the smile on Aziz's face is a bit bitter. Looking at his figure, perhaps the food should be good. As for sleep, the quality is really not good, and the corners of his eyes are still a little dark.

"Islamic State is a bit noisy. But I believe the government should be able to deal with it smoothly." Cai Ruichen said.

Hearing Cai Ruichen's words, Aziz's fat-laden face showed a faint awkwardness, but his mouth said, "That's natural."

It's just that anyone with a discerning eye can see the reluctance when this sentence comes out of Aziz's mouth.

In fact, everyone knows that the Iraqi government's influential combat effectiveness, even the Butan coordination has not yet realized it, and it is simply weak.

Armored troops were sent to attack the Islamic armed forces, and as a result, the tanks were left alone to fight deep behind enemy lines.

Even the most powerful tank in the world is not surprising at all being destroyed.

And always. In the face of attacks by the Islamic State armed forces, the Iraqi government played the role of losing.

This is a fact, but in front of Cai Ruichen, Aziz naturally cannot tell. Otherwise, how to talk about the next topic.

Once Samarra is occupied by the Islamic State, it is really difficult to say whether the future technology group will still be on the side of the Iraqi government.

"Think about it, now the Iraqi battlefield, even if there are difficulties. There are still many armed companies that specialize in the war? It's like the mercenary system that prevailed in Europe back then. As long as you have money, you can say anything." Cai Ruichen is blunt. Said.

This makes Aziz even more embarrassed. It is no secret that Iraqi government forces hired armed companies to participate in the war against Islamic State.

It's just that this is still a dishonorable thing. After all, hiring a group of soldiers without any political inclinations or national beliefs, just fighting for money is not a good thing for the image of the Iraqi government.

But this is an unavoidable fact, even if the Iraqi government is very concealed.

"After all years of war, the troops need to rest and reorganize, and recruits also need to be trained. It is impossible to send the Iraqi boys who have just joined the army directly on the battlefield!" Aziz did not refute, and there is no meaning to refute, only Pulled the fig leaf and explained it.

"Of course, I can understand the government's behavior very well. After all, the last thing life should be is to die on the battlefield. This is the sadness of a nation. If there is a way to exchange money, it is also a good choice. I support this. Yes." Cai Ruichen said very seriously.

"Thank you for your understanding, life and death are always more sad." Aziz replied, then changed the subject for the first time, and continued: "Mr. Cai, I came here this time just to find out. The land in Marin Town, why didn’t you pay taxes? I didn’t even see the people in the tax bureau."

It sounded like a blaming word, but when it came out of Aziz's mouth, there was a flattering taste, very weird.

Originally, Aziz was really going to accuse him of saying that UU reading www.uukanshu.com saw an extremely indifferent Cai Ruichen, but he became nervous, and his tone of words changed unconsciously.

Facing Aziz, after all, he is on the side of the businessman. When facing the issue of taxation, he is born on the side of control. You must know that in many countries, tax evasion violates the criminal law and requires jail time.

However, Cai Ruichen is really not at all nervous, and he has never really thought about paying the seven or eight taxes in Iraq. After all, taxes are really not cheap.

Originally there is no stable source of income, and taxes have to be paid, which really means drinking northwest wind.

"Aren't we talking about tax exemption?" Cai Ruichen said indifferently.

Hearing this, Aziz really wanted to shout that it was commercial tax, and other taxes were not included.

But now he can only say: "That's a commercial tax. I'm talking about a tax on land transactions. This should not be confused."

"In that case, is there an official written document saying that our group has bought and sold land?" (To be continued.)