Chapter 4546: Each One Relies on His Own Means

In Morocco, due to the accidental appearance of a Russian man in a cap, the situation was so chaotic that the Casablanca government had to immediately ask for help from the Moroccan government. The Moroccan government is also smiling bitterly and has no response at all. We can only ask for help from the African Union. The African Union is actually helpless in this matter.

Behind this incident, there are the shadows of large conglomerates, powerful countries, local African warlords, as well as some terrorist organizations in the Middle East and East Asia, and even some underworld groups. How can the small African Union withstand such a huge storm?

"What's going on? So many people haven't been caught, how do you do things! Sumitomo family, how do you do things!" Old Morgan was angry.

During the riots during the day, the whole of Casablanca was in chaos, and tourists complained. But now the attention of global reporters has been attracted to the 500,000 Vietnamese deformed children in the Windy City. They have also been attracted by the riots in Casablanca. No, Several newspapers reported the incident in small pages. At the same time, many visitors to Casablanca took videos of the riot, showing hundreds of people running and chasing each other in the downtown area, and posted them on the Internet.

Of course, that's all. Anyway, there are many forces in Casablanca this time, so let's be chaotic. What made old Morgan angry was that after the chase during the day, he got nothing. The Russian man wearing a peaked cap was so athletic that he didn't look like a human being. So many people were chasing him, but he actually let him escape. I just ran away, but so many people were killed and injured. Three or four of the agents sent by the Morgan consortium died. Counting the DuPont consortium and so on, more than ten people from the American consortium actually died. How could this not make old Morgan angry?

"Hmph! Blame me? It was originally agreed that the Bourbon family would be responsible for finding out the whole story. My family would send people to arrest the person. As a result, the Bourbon family found out that the matter was true. This half page of 'Death Ray Technology' 'It's true, but... have you ever told me how many people you sent there? Many times, it was your people who failed. "What's going on!" Sumitomo Ning glared directly, his voice was clear and cold. "Don't think that I don't know what you are paying attention to. I am just afraid that my family will take the lead and use this to negotiate with you and ask for high remuneration. But don't forget that we are a membership-based organization. If everyone individually For the sake of war, why bother setting up this ‘g23’? It’s better to disband it!”

Sumitomo Ning's sharp counterattack left everyone stunned. No one expected that the youngest girl here would dare to be so arrogant. But she was right. Indeed, 'g23' is a membership-based organization, not a group of partisans, and the four major American consortiums did go a bit too far this time.

"Master Sumitomo, I think this matter is purely a misunderstanding. But you also said it well. We are a membership-based organization and we should not each take credit for it. But I believe everyone is aware of the socialist thing. A big pot room won't work. So, I propose this. We have a total of 23 members, and each member will automatically receive 1% of the profit distribution. Then the Bourbon family will find out the ins and outs of this matter, so,

An additional 2% of profits can be obtained, and the remaining 75% will be distributed according to work. For example, the family that accurately provides the ‘death ray technology’ and helps other families obtain it can receive a 5% profit distribution, while the family that obtains the ‘death ray technology’ can receive a 20% profit distribution. The family that owns the other half of the death-ray technology gets the other 50%. What do you think? "Sr. Rockefeller said, breaking the ice.

The heads of each family frowned slightly when they heard this. This distribution seems fair, but everyone knows that the other half of the "dead light technology" is in the hands of the Morgan, Rockefeller, DuPont and Mellon consortium in the United States. In other words, the four major consortiums in the United States have received 54% of the profit distribution. No matter what the final result is, the four major American consortiums have an absolute advantage. Counting the other two major political families in the United States, the Kennedys and Roosevelts, the American consortium owns at least 56% of the profit distribution. This is enough to ensure that the American consortium occupies absolute profits and helps to continue to consolidate the dominance of the American consortium in the 'g23'.

But even if they knew this, the other families couldn't object. Because that half page is in the hands of the four major financial groups in the United States. It was their private property, and by holding this half page, they were in a position of control that was indisputable. But for everyone to just accept this assignment with peace of mind, they are unwilling to do so.

After all, we are all big families, so why should you, the United States, take advantage every time? Why!

"Okay, this profit distribution is fair! But what if there is another internal conflict?" Sumitomo Ning agreed, surprising everyone.

"Master Sumitomo, since everyone is competing fairly, some damage is inevitable. However, we can compete with each other, but we must not kill each other. This must be observed. No matter whether any party kills the other party, , then they will all be punished by other families. And the fair competition between us is based on taking the 'Death Light Technology' out of Casablanca, then we can never rob it again. No one can rob it!" Old Morgan set the rules.

Many families frowned, but now that things have come to this point, that's all.

Subsequently, many families went offline one after another.

"Master Ning, this operation is openly a fair competition, but the United States will definitely unite to snatch the "death ray technology", and if they get it secretly, they will definitely not make it public. So, we must ensure that we can get this half page of death ray technology. So, we must unite." Mitsui Shunxi called and said.

Sumitomo Ning sneered.

"Mitsui Shunxi, I will not cooperate with you. Everyone uses their own means." After saying that, Sumitomo Ning hung up the phone directly. She felt sick just thinking about cooperating with Mitsui Shunxi.

"Hello, hello, hello..." Mitsui Shunxi angrily slammed the phone. This Sumitomo Ning is simply unreasonable. Sure enough, women are unreasonable creatures. If they don't cooperate this time, they will inevitably be defeated by the United States one by one. So, they must cooperate. But since Sumitomo Ning doesn't cooperate, he chooses to cooperate with Mitsubishi Group and Fuji Group.

On the other side, Hugh Grant of Monsanto is racking his brains to embarrass Lin Feng. Lin Feng not only cut off two stable financial channels for Monsanto, but also brought 500,000 Vietnamese to the United States. If he didn't fight back, he would think he was easy to bully.

Therefore, Hugh Grant used his own power and the power of the DuPont consortium behind him to let the United Nations initiate an accountability procedure against UN Secretary-General Kofi Annan. And Annan, unable to bear all kinds of problems, finally chose to resign in anger. Later, under the influence of Hugh Grant, Korean Ban Ki-moon officially became the new Secretary-General of the United Nations.

"Mr. Annan, in fact, you didn't have to step down so humiliatingly, but unfortunately you chose to help the wrong person. Lin Feng is definitely not the one you should help! So, now you leave here alone, and there is no one to see you off. Don't you feel sad!" Hugh Grant stood at the gate of the United Nations headquarters, welcoming Annan with a sarcastic and indifferent smile on his face.

Annan snorted. Villain, what is a villain, this is a villain.

"Mr. Grant, I just did what I should do within the scope of my accusation. I have a clear conscience. And Mr. Grant, I heard that you believe in Christ. When you are a hundred years old, do you think you have the face to see Christ?" Annan said sarcastically.

You! Hugh Grant didn't expect that Annan, the good-tempered gentleman in the United Nations, would dare to refute him like this. This was beyond Hugh Grant's expectations. He was choked and speechless for a while.

"Humph, Annan, of course I have the face to see Christ. Our Monsanto company is for the benefit of mankind. Even if there are occasional sacrifices, it is for the happiness of all mankind. Sacrificing the happiness of a small number of people, what's the point. For thousands of years in human history, whenever a policy comes out, it will always harm the interests of a small number of people. As long as it is in line with human development and beneficial to mankind, what's the harm. And these people will surely be famous in the future! And I, Hugh Grant, will be remembered in the history books, and you, the first Secretary-General of the United Nations to be dismissed!" Hugh Grant said coldly.

Annan walked away directly.

"Annan, now that you are leaving in such a humiliated state, how can Lin Feng treat you! You can open your eyes and see what will happen to Lin Feng!" Hugh Grant shouted.

Annan turned a deaf ear to Hugh Grant's humiliation. Although he stepped down and the ending was a bit unsatisfactory, even a bit of black humor, he won $200 million in food supplies for Ghana, and it was worth it. Moreover, genetically modified foods are harmful to public health. This is why chicken and beef in the United States are so cheap? The cheapest in the world, which is impossible, but it is so cheap. It is because chicken and beef eat genetically modified corn.

Monsanto, I want to see how you will fall! Since Lin Feng has made a move, he will never show mercy. He will wait and see.

Just as Annan left alone, a luxury car stopped at the intersection, the door opened, and an oriental man walked down.

"Mr. Annan, my boss Mr. Lin sent me here to wait for you, please get in the car!" The man invited respectfully.

Lin Feng invited me? Annan was slightly surprised, but then he got on the car. Now he is no longer the Secretary-General of the United Nations, so he has no scruples.

**! Annan, Lin Feng, you will regret it! Hugh Grant watched the car go away with an angry look on his face.