Chapter 729: Chapter 324: Not Leaving? Then Don’t Leave!
After tasting the dishes prepared by Chef John, Allen Zhang did not hesitate to praise his culinary skills, after all, one shouldn’t curse the chef right after eating a full meal.
Gwen was very pleased with the General Sect Leader’s feedback, cleaned up the plates, and happily went to share the news with him.
After resting in the villa for a while, Madison sent a message. Allen Zhang opened it and saw it was about discussing when to leave for the banquet in Las Vegas.
Allen Zhang: I’m still on Jehovah Island, just dealt with some nasty issues, you can’t imagine what I’ve been through, but for you, it should be good news. During Priyan’s ownership of this island, there were at least sixty listening devices scattered everywhere, even in the rooms of the luxurious villas.
Madison: Really? That’s indeed good news, hahahaha, this guy got what he deserved. He paid no attention to personal privacy and information security, even if we hadn’t intervened, he would have eventually been burned by privacy exposure, leading to all those scandals. It’s like we did a good deed by helping him step down early, and even saved his miserable life.
Allen Zhang: The banquet in Las Vegas doesn’t start until the evening, no rush to head over. You can first fly over here to visit, have a tea; I guess you haven’t been to Jehovah Island yet?
Madison: Why don’t you rename it Hanberger Island? Actually, I’ve been to Jehovah Island before, but that was many years ago, back in the 90s.
Allen Zhang: Names don’t hold any significance, perhaps it serves as a reminder of the fates of those who have failed?
Madison: You’ve got a point! Yesterday, I even had someone paint a portrait of Priyan and hung it in my private museum, I was worrying about what to name it. Maybe call it “The Cage” or “The Eternal Sleeper”. But now, you’ve inspired me, how about “The Quiet Jehovah”?
Allen Zhang:…
Old Deng has a unique way of harming others.
After all they’ve been through, you still won’t let them be.
Quiet, how could it not be quiet? They’ve practically become a vegetable.
If they ever suddenly become noisy, you’d probably lose sleep.
After chatting with the other party for a while, they arranged for Old Deng to fly over to the island for a visit, and also to tour his warship when he arrives.
Madison happily agreed.
After resting a bit more and meditating with closed eyes, it wasn’t long before the General Sect Leader received another warning from the security team in the Harbor Area. The desk phone and the nearby intercom rang simultaneously.
Allen Zhang picked up the old-fashioned corded telephone from the table and asked, “What’s up?”
He didn’t know why Jehovah would still use such an antique; maybe it’s the nostalgia that comes with age.
“Boss, a merchant ship from Venezuela is approaching the island bay, saying they are running low on supplies and would like to stay overnight here, to replenish some food and fuel. In return, they are willing to pay a fee,” said the Mercenaries.
Allen Zhang perked up and asked, “How many people do they have? Are they carrying any weapons?”
“On their ship, they have 37 people, including elderly women and children. They have only the legally permitted small-caliber firearms, posing no threat to us,” replied the Mercenaries.
“Is this the style of Venezuelan merchant ships? What kind of merchant ship carries old people and children? What kind of maritime business are they in? Human trafficking?” Allen Zhang sneered.
“It’s smuggling business, boss.”
The Mercenaries reminded, “We already have countless dark ships passing our line, and being the only island nearby that acts as a transit point, they inevitably have to interact with us. Previously, Priyan also tacitly allowed such ships to stay overnight in the Harbor Area, taking a hefty ‘toll fee’ in return, which helped him get to know many people involved in the gray sectors.”
“We’ve checked, their main business is maritime trade, and their side job is transporting people to West Coast. Their cargo includes goods from small workshops like knitted goods, cane sugar, tea, bananas, coco fruits, apples, etc.—a mix of everything.”
“I’m not Jehovah, I don’t like mingling with ambiguous people, if they want to pay the ‘toll fee’, I’m willing to accept it but can’t guarantee their safety once they are out at sea. Priyan knew so many people, but in the end, none could help him; instead, they were eager to disassociate and abandon him.”
Allen Zhang pondered for a moment, realizing he might have underestimated the geographical advantage of Jehovah Island, and the correctness brought about by American equipment in peripheral politics!
He has warships, people, guns, artillery, air control, and maritime rights. What should he fear?
Those to be feared should be those involved in gray industries like smuggling, drug trafficking!
If the punch isn’t strong enough, it’s the typical situation of sitting on the toilet without defecating. Anyone would be tempted to step on it, facing relentless harassment by flies.
If the punch is strong enough, it’s like sitting on a golden toilet as the emperor! Anyone coming over has first to pay their respects.