People are watching American TV shows, and they are also watching American-style iaido.

After watching in silence for a while, Ding Ze exhaled a puff of smoke and asked Rafi, "Rafi, did you go to the Geology Institute before to find out where there is groundwater?"

Raphael, who wasn't particularly bright, thought Ding Ze was very capable but didn't have many thoughts about him. He nodded with a cheerful smile, "Yes, according to that professor, there is a lot of groundwater under the land we are looking at."

Not wanting to waste time, Ding Ze simply advised, "Geological surveys are not always accurate. I suggest finding water and determining the water source before starting planting... Ideally, find several water outlets to avoid drought."

Raphael heard this and instinctively looked at Felix.

Felix nodded. "Mr. Ding is right. We should find water first, then plant the plants."

“Okay,” Raphael replied. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 140 Director DFS, a traitor? No problem.

Raphael was in charge of planting and had studied this matter for a long time. He quickly gave a presentation on his vision for the land in front of him and the expected yield.

Ding Ze listened quietly. "With the protection of DFS, the Mexican police won't be a problem, but the DEA will be a big problem, after all, this place is in the open."

Felix didn't know much about the DEA, having focused primarily on Mexico, which limited his perspective. Hearing this, he asked Ding Ze, "Mr. Ding, what are your thoughts?"

Ding Ze did have some ideas: "Two points. First, be prepared for battle. If the DEA discovers us, don't be cowardly, just kill them! We need to learn to make the most of our money. We need to have enough soldiers and weapons."

"Secondly, such a large base would require a lot of planting staff. I suggest adopting an enclosure method and hiring people from other places instead of using locals."

“You should improve the facilities in the base so that the planters can live comfortably. Don’t treat them like animals, and don’t be stingy with them. Then, every six months or a year, you can let them go home in batches.”

"In that case, the risk of this place being discovered will be very low."

Ding Ze said this in one breath.

Felix has always focused on grand, macro-level ideas, and he really doesn't understand the details.

To put it another way, Felix is ​​the kind of person who likes grand narratives but doesn't know much about the details of those narratives.

This is one of the reasons why this guy eventually went down.

In terms of details, Neto and Amado know more than Felix.

Neto chimed in, nodding in agreement, "Mr. Ding's two suggestions are excellent, especially the second one."

“Locals who come here to work often want to go back. With people coming and going, this place will eventually attract attention.”

Although Felix hadn't thought of these things before, he understood the logic behind them, so he turned to Rafi and said, "Rafi, let's do it this way, use outsiders."

“Okay,” Raphael said without objection.

After chatting for a while, they agreed to leave for Juarez the next day. The group then got into the car and returned to the Hotel America in Guadalajara.

Felix absolutely loves this hotel and has already made it his new home.

As for Ding Ze...

Please, this is Mexico after all. This American hotel is nothing special in America.

It was already quite late when we got back to the hotel.

After eating something quick, Ding Ze went back to his room. Too lazy to go out and make a fuss, he made a phone call and asked Amado to come over and have a chat.

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the other side.

The blue man sat in front of the DFS director and had just told the director the whole story of the deal that Ding Ze had proposed.

In fact, earlier, the Blue Man had already called to inform Ding Ze of his appearance.

After that, the bureau chief conducted some investigations into Ding Ze.

of course.

The director never even considered calling the FBI to report that Ding Ze was still alive and in Mexico.

The reason is simple: what good would it do to report it? Absolutely nothing. On the contrary, it would only anger Ding Ze and potentially cause a lot of trouble.

Only someone with a screw loose would do something like that.

What's more, Ding Ze is a god of wealth!!!

"What's his purpose in wanting to install a president?" the director asked Blue Man, but also himself. "He's an American; he can't possibly come to Mexico and live there permanently. If the president is his man, what's the point?"

The Blue Man had thought about it before and believed that he had figured it out: "It should still be about making money."

Upon hearing this, the bureau chief decisively shook his head. "I don't think so, at least not mainly... Do you know how much money he has? My friends in America say he has at least tens of billions of dollars."

"If you want to make money, just throw money at the president in America, you can make even more money that way, right?"

After thinking about it for a moment, the blue man felt there was nothing wrong with it. "So what does he want?"

The director smiled faintly, "I don't know, but it's probably something extremely exaggerated. I'll ask about it next time we meet."

"So, what was his proposal?" the blue man asked.

The bureau chief smiled and answered without hesitation, "Of course I agree. It's a ten-figure sum, and besides, changing the president would greatly benefit our future power. Why not?"

Upon hearing this, the blue man instinctively wanted to bring up the issue of treason, but he held back and didn't dare to say it. Instead, he said, "That makes sense."

The director smiled and said, "Tens of digits can vary greatly. There's no rush. I'll talk to him about it later and try to maximize our profits... Lan, our chance to make a fortune has finally arrived. You'd better serve this god of wealth well."

“No problem,” the blue man agreed readily.

-

In the hotel room.

Ding Ze sat on a single sofa and offered a cigarette to Amado, who was sitting on the single sofa next to him.

Amado took it.

Ding Ze lit a cigarette, smiled at Amado, and said, "Let's continue from where we left off. If you work for me, I'll be your boss for the next ten years. Any questions?"

“No,” Amado answered crisply.

“Very good,” Ding Ze nodded. “You must have many questions. Go ahead and ask.”

"Why me?" Amado asked directly without mincing words.

"Because you are very charming, which suits my taste, and more importantly, you are very capable," Ding Ze replied truthfully.

“Have you investigated me? I haven’t found any evidence that I’ve been followed,” Amado said, puzzled.

“That’s not important, I have my own methods,” Ding Ze replied.

Amado pondered for a moment, then stopped dwelling on the question and asked again, "What do I need to do?"

“Develop, own your own plaza, and gradually develop into the most powerful tyrant in Mexican history,” Ding Ze replied with a smile. “Of course, I will help you when necessary.”

Amado was taken aback upon hearing this, finding it hard to believe he could reach such a height. "Mr. Ding, do you think I can do it?"

Ding Ze nodded, "Of course, with my help, nothing is impossible."

Amado smiled and said, "Then thank you very much, Mr. Ding."

After saying that, Amado realized a problem, "Mr. Ding, if you help me get to that position, Felix?"

“Felix is ​​thoughtful and intelligent, but unfortunately he has flaws in his personality, so his career is destined to be short-lived. But this is a good thing for you. He will lay a foundation for you, and then you can reap some of the rewards and develop faster.”

Amado seemed thoughtful. "Mr. Ding, can I understand this to mean that at some point, you might abandon me just like you abandoned Felix?"

Ding Ze smiled.

Comrade Amado, your courage is commendable; you truly deserve to be called the King of the Skies.

"No, within ten years. After ten years, it depends on your choice," Ding Ze replied. "My relationship with Felix is ​​one of cooperation and mutual benefit. My relationship with you is that of boss and subordinate. The two are very different."

"What do you think?"

Amado didn't answer. "Why not let Felix work for you?"

“A person like him will never truly work for anyone. His arrogance is ingrained and he can’t change it. Can’t you see that?” Ding Ze asked.

Amado shook his head. "I just met him. So far, he seems very depressed. He's always on edge and can't relax."

"Haha," Ding Ze chuckled, "Melancholy, that's a very apt word." (End of Chapter)

Chapter 141 The Famous Name, Juarez

At this stage, Ding Ze doesn't need Amado to do anything, and Amado can't do anything either.

Therefore, after finishing their conversation, Ding Ze, just like he had done to Cha Bo the day before, gave Amado a year's salary.

Amado left the room.

Ding Ze had nothing special to do, so he took a shower, lay down on the bed, watched TV, and chatted with Janet on the phone.

at the same time.

In the penthouse suite.

The Nalan brothers' cash assets, as well as gold jewelry and other valuables, were delivered to them by two of their subordinates.

Felix looked on, very excited.

In such a short time, he went from being a poor man in Sinaloa to becoming so rich.

Felix was excited for a long time before he slowly calmed down. Then, he poured himself a glass of wine, sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and frowned in deep thought.