Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

From Pattaya to St. George, it almost crosses half the globe, across the Indian Ocean and the Atlantic Ocean, with a straight-line distance of more than 1 kilometers.

Taking into account the need to refuel during the journey, the actual flight distance is more than 1 kilometers.

Du Weiguo's special plane was modified from a British Belfast SC-5 transport aircraft. When empty, its cruising speed can reach 600 kilometers.

Theoretically, it would take at least 36 hours of sailing to get there.

However, under Rhodes' miraculous control, it took only 30 hours for Du Weiguo to land in Saint Georgetown at noon the next day.

Before he even got off the plane, he was severely stunned.

It is now the rainy season in the Amazon jungle. It is raining in Saint-Jeune as usual, and today the rain is particularly heavy, and the sky and the earth are gray.

At this moment, on the airport runway, in the pouring rain, 20 tofu-like squares were lined up horizontally and vertically, covering the entire airport.

Each team consists of 400 people, arranged in an orderly manner like a knife or an axe. No matter from which angle you look at it, it is a straight line.

8000 people just stood there motionless, no one made even the slightest sound, as if they were statues made of steel, the sense of oppression was at its maximum.

As the old saying goes, when there are more than ten thousand people, the scene is endless. Even Du Weiguo has hardly ever seen such a shocking scene.

"Good fellow! The legendary mighty force swallowing mountains and rivers, the murderous aura soaring to the sky, is this the only scene, right?"

"Just looking at it makes my legs go weak."

Rhodes leaned on the porthole and sighed, "It should be said, this guy's Chinese is getting better and better, and his descriptions are very accurate."

"Yeah, that's right."

Du Weiguo nodded, and a sense of pride and honor suddenly arose in his chest.

"Well, this overwhelming momentum can only be displayed by an army of Chinese descent."

At the front of the queue, Guo Fu stood as if she were a javelin. Seeing Du Weiguo approaching, she suddenly stood at attention, raised her hand, and saluted in a very standard military salute.

"Boss, welcome home!" Her eyes were fiery and her voice was high-pitched, which even the storm could not cover.

"Snap!" The next second, 8000 people stood at attention and saluted at the same time.

"Welcome home!" The huge sound wave was like thunder coming out of nowhere, shattering the rain curtain.

A moment later, a team of square military off-road vehicles that looked like INEOS Grenadiers were speeding on the road at lightning speed.

The road was empty. Apart from this convoy, there was no other vehicle. It was obvious that the road was closed and cleared.

Retracting his gaze from the car window, Du Weiguo rebuked in a fake tone:

"Guo Fu, we are all family, there is no need to make such a big fuss, it will only waste people's time and money."

"Why is it not necessary?"

The car that Du Weiguo was riding in was driven by Guo Fu herself. While answering the questions, she skillfully changed gears and turned the steering wheel.

The military off-road vehicle has excellent performance, and it can smoothly swing through the corners and turn onto the main traffic artery of St. George's, the central street with eight lanes in both directions.

At this point, it is necessary to make a digression.

The military off-road vehicle driven by Guo Fu has no brand. It was produced by the Second Automobile Factory of Saint-Jeden and was just assembled and rolled off the assembly line two weeks ago.

It is still in the trial operation stage, with only dozens of prototypes, all of which are supplied to the Kunpeng Special Operations Brigade.

The entire set of technology for this car is derived from Iveco's Campanola military off-road vehicle, and it rolled off the production line almost simultaneously with the Hummer tinkered with by Moran.

The key is that the power, parameters, and performance are also highly similar.

This little girl Guo Fu has become a bad girl and has learned how to kill people. This news has not yet reached Moran's ears, otherwise, she would probably be so angry that she would vomit three liters of blood.

She had sold almost everything she had and worked hard for nearly two years to achieve this result, but Guo Fu didn't have to put in any effort at all. She just raised her hand and did it.

There is no way. Du Weiguo has invested too many resources in Guyana.

Money.

They first extorted 60 billion US dollars from the former Freemasonry, and more recently extorted 600 billion from the United States, Britain, and France. In addition, with the continued investment from the New Freemasonry, the Illuminati, and the Japanese chaebols, the total amount has already exceeded billion.

technical aspects.

The former Citigroup Oak Ridge National Laboratory was moved to St. George almost intact, along with Boeing's full set of core technologies and the Russian bear's unremitting support.

Human resources.

In just a year and a half, the number of Chinese immigrants alone reached 230 million. When combined with immigrants from the Americas, Guyana’s current population is nearly ten times that of the indigenous people.

With endless funds, complete technical support, ample and diligent labor, and relatively clean administration.

It is hard for Guyana not to take off.

"Boss, you are the real master of Quiana. You have been working hard for many years and have devoted your life to your family. Everyone is eagerly waiting for you to come home."

"Now that you're finally home, we can't make too much of a show."

There was a faint smell of tea in Guo Fu's words, but Du Weiguo, who had just been "cold-treated" in Pattaya, felt very happy at this moment.

He said insincerely:
"Okay, just for this time. Next time, keep it simple and don't do these formalities. By the way, where's Su Li?"

"Oh, originally Master, Hanwen, Chunsheng and the others were going to pick you up at the airport, but I stopped them.

"They are not Kunpeng's soldiers. There is no place for them in the team. Their intrusion will affect the momentum. They are all waiting for you in the Green Building now."

Guo Fu's tone was very calm, but her words revealed an unconcealable arrogance.

It is not difficult to hear from this that her status in Guyana is basically that of a person who can cover the sky with one hand.

In fact, it is normal to think about it. Last year, when the Noah Legion raided Saint Georgetown, Guo Fu turned the tide, so her prestige in the army is extremely high.

Moreover, she has now become the most elite

Hanwen and Chunsheng were already under her control as early as the old city. Du Tie, Du Lan and other younger ones all regarded her as their big sister.

Paris, Sergei, and the leaders of Saint George are all smart people and would never show their teeth to the "mistress".

In the entire Quiana, the only one who can suppress Guo Fu is Su Li.

But Su Li happened to be her master, and Guo Fu was both his founding disciple and his last disciple, so she was almost spoiled to the sky.

Du Weiguo frowned slightly: "Guo Fu, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to do this?"

"Boss, you don't have to hide your feelings when you talk to me. Do you think I'm too overbearing and arrogant?"

Although Guo Fu was frank, Du Weiguo still felt a little hesitant. He paused for a few seconds before he hummed.

"A little bit, indeed."

"Heh~" Guo Fu turned her head and glanced at him, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her voice was faint:
"Boss, I can't help it. I'm just an ordinary person, a woman, and I'm too young. If I don't act a little bit arrogant, I won't be able to gain a foothold."

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo was overwhelmed with emotions and felt an indescribable sense of guilt in his heart.

He raised his several women to be the masters of a place, from a city to a country, and each of them held high positions and enjoyed great glory.

But behind this glory, they are under tremendous pressure that ordinary people cannot bear. They work hard almost every day and try every possible way to become stronger, just to be worthy of their current status.

Even Miss Hu, who had become the public enemy of the evil gods, had to let go of her taboos and go on a killing spree in order to become stronger and catch up with Du Weiguo.

"Ah~" After a long while, Du Weiguo sighed and patted Guo Fu's shoulder in shame:
"Guo Fu, I'm sorry. If I hadn't taken you away from Sijiu City, you wouldn't have suffered so much."

"Hey~" Guo Fu smiled and shook her head:

"Boss, I am not tired at all. On the contrary, I enjoy it. If I hadn't left the city with you, the weeds on my grave would be half a person tall by now."

Du Weiguo thought she was just trying to comfort him, so he shook his head: "Not really."

Guo Fu explained seriously:

"As for me, I am the daughter of a murderer, and a murderer who killed his son. Boss, you know what the situation in the north is like now. Do you think I can survive?"

"Uh." Du Weiguo's expression darkened and his tone became noticeably weak.

"It's not that serious. After all, Hu Fei can protect you~"

"Him? To protect me?" Guo Fu pouted playfully and interrupted directly:

"Boss, please don't tease me. Don't you know that not long after you left the country, Hu Fei was sent to guard the forest in Southeast Guizhou.

If you hadn't killed Allenless from the CIA later, he would never have thought of returning to Beijing again in his lifetime."

"Ah~"

Thinking of what he saw and heard when he teleported back to Sijiu City some time ago, Du Weiguo couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"By the way, how is Gousheng these days? Is the scar on his face better?" He didn't want to talk about this anymore and took the initiative to change the subject.

Previously, Gousheng was almost disfigured in the Demon Mist Mountain, leaving several long and deep scars on his face.

However, medical cosmetic surgery technology in Europe and the United States has already taken shape. Although it is impossible to restore the damage to its original state, at least it can make the damage look less obvious.

At that time, Du Weiguo was anxious to send him to Guyana. On the one hand, he didn't want him to continue to stay in Hong Kong Island and be in a dilemma. On the other hand, he also wanted to find someone to heal his face.

Speaking of Gou Sheng, Guo Fu's eyes rarely showed a smile:
"Don't even mention Gousheng, that stubborn bastard. I've already contacted a plastic surgeon from Citibank, but he refused to treat me and kept spouting nonsense.

They say scars are a man's medal, and he looks more manly and more attractive to women now. "

"This idiot is such a jerk. I guess he'll be single for the rest of his life."

Thinking of Gousheng's funny personality, Du Weiguo laughed and scolded helplessly.

"Ha! Boss, you are really wrong then."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Du Weiguo was a little surprised.

"Hehe~" Guo Fu's smile deepened, and her tone was teasing:

"Gou Sheng has been lucky in love recently. He actually found a pretty girl. She is only 18 years old, two years younger than me."

"Guo Fu, can you tell me in detail how he found this person?"

Upon hearing this, the smile on Du Weiguo's face froze and his brows raised slightly.

As the saying goes, when something is out of the ordinary, there must be something wrong. He has become accustomed to doubting everything, and any unreasonable situation will arouse his vigilance.

Guo Fu understood his implication immediately:
"Boss, are you a little too nervous? Don't forget that you brought me up personally, and I am now the head of the National Intelligence Agency."

"I have already found out Cherry's background. Boss, is it possible that you don't trust my ability?"

"How come? I'm just curious. Anyway, we have nothing to do right now, so let's just chat."

Although she knew it was an excuse, Guo Fu still did not refuse his request and told him the whole story.

Gousheng currently works at the National Intelligence Bureau as the leader of the second group of the third field department. He usually manages dozens of elite field team members.

The entire Field Operations Department 3 is only responsible for providing military support and does not participate in specific case handling, nor does it have access to confidential intelligence.

To put it bluntly, it is the special police team of later generations.

The administrative level of the team leader Gousheng is roughly equivalent to that of a section chief in China, and his actual rank is equivalent to that of a special police squadron leader.

It was obvious that he was marginalized, but he was treated well.

The government uniformly distributes housing, which are brand new standard north-south double-bedroom apartments. Even furniture, clothes, bedding, etc. are basically all provided.

Gousheng's monthly salary is 1300 yuan, plus bonuses and allowances. Overall, it is about 4 to 5 times the average salary in St. George's.

In addition, in order to take care of him, Guo Fu personally gave him a Fiat car from the Taiquiana Estate.

To sum up, Gousheng has a house and a car and a stable and decent job. Although he has a few scars on his face, he is physically strong and can fight. He is definitely a high-quality man.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a diamond bachelor.

Just as Gousheng had settled down in the city, he was eagerly surrounded by enthusiastic aunts who started to introduce him to potential partners.

This is also a major feature of St. George's. Almost every older woman, regardless of nationality, is a part-time matchmaker.

All government agencies, government departments, logistics and clerical positions, as well as aunties and sisters-in-law in communities and streets, have the task of introducing single men and women to potential partners.

That’s right, it’s a task, a semi-mandatory political task, with targets every year and, of course, corresponding rewards and punishments.

Cherry was the first blind date he was forced to meet because he couldn't stand the verbal bombardment from the aunts. As a result, he fell in love with her at first sight.

Yingtao is from Fengtian, a fellow villager of Gousheng, a sent-down youth from Beidahuang, and she came from Shengzhidun via Vladivostok, arriving just before the Spring Festival.

When the fellow sees the fellow, tears well up.

There was already an extra filter of being from the same hometown as her, not to mention that Cherry was pretty, tall, and had a straightforward and generous personality, so Gousheng fell in love with her at first sight.

As for Cherry, she has suffered countless hardships in the past two years because of her family background. She is now the only one left at home with no one to rely on.

She is now extremely insecure and just wants to find a strong support as soon as possible.

As for Gousheng's ruined face, she didn't care at all. When she was in the north, she had seen many people with beastly hearts and beasts in human clothing.

At such a young age, he has already seen through the superficial.

The two of them were attracted to each other at first sight, and their feelings quickly heated up after only knowing each other for a month, and they started talking about marriage.

All of the above were said by Guo Fu. After listening to her, Du Weiguo narrowed his eyes slightly and tapped lightly on the car door armrest with his fingers.

"What? Boss, do you think there's something wrong with the cherries?"

Du Weiguo nodded: "Yes."

"What's the problem?" Guo Fu asked.

Du Weiguo lit a cigarette, exhaled the smoke, and said calmly:

"My intuition tells me that this matter is too logical." (End of this chapter)