The Supreme Beauty Fell in Love with Me

For example, there are shredded squid, sweet shark meat...

Various kinds of packaged snacks, all uniformly marked with the Sichuan University Group's logo.

The opening of this seafood supermarket instantly drew the attention of various forces. Even the Afghan government took notice.

On the third day of the supermarket's opening.

"Boss, someone's causing trouble." Zab rushed in hurriedly.

Zab was a manager hired by Lin Chuan, reportedly a Cambridge University graduate in business administration. Zab is a resident of Afghanistan who gave up a high-paying overseas job to resolutely return home, determined to contribute to his country's development. However, while the ideals were beautiful, reality was cruel. The war quickly disrupted Zab's plans. So, Zab could only 'wander' with his beautiful ideals in Kabul.

Until Zab met Lin Chuan.

"Who?" Lin Chuan frowned.

"It's a local warlord!" Zab said urgently: "His name is... Olam."

"Olam?" Lin Chuan was taken aback and said: "I don't know him!"

"He has a considerable influence and connections with the government. So, you can't ignore this person." Zab quickly explained.

Lin Chuan hesitated for a moment and said: "Let's go, come with me to take a look."

Then, the two hurriedly walked outside.

Outside, a white man, about 1.9 meters tall, wearing camouflage, with a scar on his face, and a hat on his head. His gaze was unfriendly. Behind him stood two soldiers holding rifles. The muzzles were already aimed at the cashiers inside the supermarket. Quite a few were so frightened that they were already squatting down. They were trembling.

Lin Chuan and Luo Guoqing walked out with a few others. Zab followed closely behind.

"Hi, buddy, are you the one in charge here?" Olam asked.

"That's right." Lin Chuan nodded and said: "May I ask, Mr. Olam, do you have any business? Are you planning to purchase our canned goods as military supplies?"

"Of course not." Olam's eyebrows lifted dismissively, and then he said: "I'm here to talk to you."

"Talk about what?" Lin Chuan asked, puzzled.

"Mr. Lin, do you intend for me to talk to you while standing here?" Olam sneered coldly.

"Please, come inside!" Lin Chuan smiled and said: "But first, have your men put their guns down. Do you see how much panic your actions have caused?"

Upon hearing this, Olam glanced around and waved his hand.

Clatter...

Behind him, the two soldiers immediately stopped their actions and lowered their guns.

The group walked into the office at the back, side by side.

The office wasn't large. Olam and Lin Chuan sat face to face. Luo Guoqing and the Song family brothers stood behind Lin Chuan. Meanwhile, the two armed soldiers stood behind Olam. Even though the other party had guns, Lin Chuan remained calm and unafraid.

Lin Chuan's lips curled into a strange smile. He poured a cup of tea for Olam, smiling as he said: "Your Excellency Olam, you're half a master of Kabul. What brings you here to see me?"

"I hope you can supply my army with seafood cans." Olam looked at Lin Chuan and asked: "How about it?"

"Uh..." Lin Chuan was surprised and said: "Sir, you're not joking, are you? I'm an honest businessman, not a charitable organization. If you're looking for charity, you've come to the wrong place."

"I can offer you something good." Olam's lips slightly lifted.

"What is it?" Lin Chuan asked curiously.

"White flour." Olam leaned in and whispered: "I have a large quantity of white flour in hand. How about exchanging it for your cans?"

"Hiss..."

Lin Chuan sharply inhaled and quickly asked: "What's the price?"

Lin Chuan was somewhat tempted immediately. Olam had a large quantity of white flour, which indicated he had recently seized a lot of drugs. On Afghanistan's borders, many drug traffickers are desperate, and with Olam holding a military force, how could he not target these people? On the surface, he seems to destroy these drugs, but in reality, he secretly hoards them and resells them back into the market. Naturally, most of the white flour is traded for weaponry and food.

"Absolutely satisfactory for you." Olam grinned: "Additionally, I have information on an ancient king's tomb. I'll provide you the lead, and you find someone to do the tomb raiding. Afterward, we split the spoils fifty-fifty. How about it?"

"Alright!" Lin Chuan agreed immediately after hearing it.

Damn, can one not agree to such a good deal?

"Great, then let's wish for a successful cooperation." Olam found Lin Chuan to be a straightforward person, so his attitude quickly became amicable. He laughed: "Mr. Lin is indeed a forthright Chinese, unlike the other cunning and treacherous Chinese."

"Rest assured, as long as there's profit, I naturally won't play tricks." Lin Chuan smiled: "I hope for a pleasant collaboration."

"Hahaha..." Olam laughed heartily and turned to leave.

After Olam left, Luo Guoqing quickly asked: "What role does this Olam play in Afghanistan?"

"He has a few thousand people under his command." Lin Chuan smiled: "Moreover, he has cooperative ties with the Afghan government. So, in Kabul, he can come and go freely. Practically half of Kabul belongs to him."

"Wow, such an impressive person?" Luo Guoqing was stunned and said, "I understand trading flour for canned goods, but as for what he said about the ancient tomb, why doesn't he just excavate it himself? Why does he need a partner?"

"You don't get it." Lin Chuan laughed, "It's because he cannot dig up these things himself. After all, he's a public figure with a reputation. So, he needs to find someone suitable and reliable for the excavation. The Chinese are quite skilled in tomb raiding, which is why he chose me."

"That makes sense," Luo Guoqing suddenly realized.

"Lin Chuan, are we really going to deal in flour?" Song Wen urgently asked from the side.

"Yes!" Lin Chuan nodded.

"But it's illegal," Song Wen hurriedly said, "If caught, it could lead to the death penalty."

"You're really naive, this isn't in our home country," Lin Chuan chuckled and said, "Besides, there's no real law left in the Middle East, and in Afghanistan, all laws are dictated by the warlords. Hehe, those businesses that can't make it on stage back home run well here. Of course, we must get the local warlords' approval first."

"This..." Song Wen still seemed a bit worried.

"Don't worry, I won't sell this flour personally, just raise the price and sell it to the next party," Lin Chuan's lips curled into a smile.

"That's true." Song Wen felt much relieved upon hearing this.

Lin Chuan's lips curled into a mysterious smile.

"And... the tomb raiding?" Luo Guoqing urgently asked.

"Old Luo, I'll leave this to you." Lin Chuan glanced at him and said, "See if you can find suitable tomb raiders back home. If you can, contact them immediately and bring them here."

"Alright!" Luo Guoqing bowed his head and pondered for a moment before saying, "I used to have an uncle who did this, but he later quit. He should be able to contact people."

"Good," Lin Chuan nodded.

The business in Afghanistan was officially launched. Lin Chuan planned to ride this momentum and strive to secure the contract from Fang Yuan's side as well. Although the Phantom group's numbers weren't large, we definitely have a multimillion-dollar business deal, and most importantly, a long-term partner.

Thus, Lin Chuan made a special visit to Phantom's headquarters.

Fang Yuan stood at the doorway with a smile, welcoming Lin Chuan.

The car pulled up at the entrance.

Fang Yuan, excited as a little girl, threw herself into Lin Chuan's arms and excitedly said, "Lin Chuan, you finally decided to see me?"

"Of course," Lin Chuan nodded and said, "If I don't come to see you, who will?"

Fang Yuan almost completely threw herself on Lin Chuan. She seemed a bit thrilled, a bit excited.

Lin Chuan supported her buttocks with both hands and carried her inside from outside.

This left the surrounding soldiers dumbfounded.

"Oh my, is this... this really our leader?"

"Does she... does she truly have such a wild side?"

Everyone found it unbelievable. In their minds, the leader had always been very serious and dignified. They had never seen this exciting and playful side of her, which couldn't help but spark curiosity among the soldiers about Lin Chuan's identity.

"You think... who is this yellow-skinned man?"

"No idea!"

"Could he be... the leader's lover?"

At this time, Lin Chuan had already carried Fang Yuan into the room.

Fang Yuan excitedly jumped down and said, "You finally came to see me. I thought it would take a long time."

"Why would it!" Lin Chuan laughed and said, "The reason I came to see you, well, I have other matters."

"What matters?" Fang Yuan curiously asked.

"I came to you for a collaboration," Lin Chuan laughed.

"Seafood products?" Fang Yuan grinned as she asked.

"Yes, did you already know?" Lin Chuan curiously asked.

"Of course!" Fang Yuan giggled and then said, "I knew from Silver Fox, so I preemptively placed a purchase order, totaling 3.8 million US dollars. All you need to do is deliver."

"Haha, I didn't expect you to move even quicker than I do," Lin Chuan laughed heartily.

"Of course," Fang Yuan smiled and said, "Your enterprise, of course, I must support."

"Then I must support you too?" Lin Chuan's face revealed a sly smile.

"Come on," Fang Yuan giggled and deliberately lowered her collar. The deep cleavage instantly made Lin Chuan's mind wander. The white skin, the collar, the surging waves, almost revealed the pink dots within the hem of her clothing.