I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 669 - 667: This is For Your Own Good

"Fuck! Awesome!"

"What a move, creating something out of nothing, secretly crossing the Wei River, fabricating out of thin air, leaving me speechless..."

Zhang Menglong's light "Let's stop there" sounded quite relaxed, but for this country, it was an earth-shattering event.

Over 80% of imports and exports halted, it was like the sky had fallen, the whole foreign trade economy had collapsed!

Keep in mind, during the worst of the pandemic two years ago, countries closed their borders and foreign trade was almost paralyzed, wreaking havoc on their economies.

You can imagine what kind of economic fluctuations this country would experience by then.

And it's not like Zhang Menglong deliberately wanted to wreck their economy!

You yourselves say your country is now plagued by the pandemic, so for us to prevent the spread, temporarily halting trade with you is perfectly reasonable. Bro, there's no fault here! It's for your own good!

With this move, Zhang Menglong was just going along with their lies. You either admit that you're targeting Zhang Menglong, or get ready to face the consequences of losing 80% of your foreign trade revenue. Choose one!

As for whether Zhang Menglong would suffer any losses? When it comes to doing business, if there is a breach by one party, there's a hefty price to pay in compensation and penalties.

But the contract clearly states that in the event of natural disasters or other force majeure, these penalties and compensations can be waived!

In other words, calling off these deals, Zhang Menglong doesn't suffer any loss. If not trading with them, why not trade with other countries?

And even if he had to compensate, would Zhang Menglong care about these losses? After all, he's the guy who would replace graphite with graphene in bombs, the guy who's so rich he'd buy shit with his money. He simply has more money than he can spend.

"Alright, everyone should eat and drink," Zhang Menglong stretched and then hugged Lu Yiyao, "I just noticed the bathtub in this hotel is huge, hehe..."

...

"Did he really just obediently go to the hotel to quarantine?" Delamini was beyond happy hearing his assistant's report, surprised at how compliant Zhang Menglong was, not even raising a single doubt.

"Yes," the assistant said, "but we can't let our guard down just yet. Since we've already started acting, we have to play out this entire drama."

"Right, I've already alerted the relevant departments. All departments will cooperate fully with us, quickly emptying the hotel guests and creating the illusion of a quarantine zone, otherwise, if he detects anything fishy, we'd indeed be unable to withstand his wrath."

"Yes, I'll go right away," the assistant said, "including the local traffic control, we need to ensure every part of the play is convincing."

"Right, I'll leave it in your hands!"

...

In the South African trading port, 200,000 tons of oil ready for shipment were at the port, all the workers gazing into the distance, every piece of cargo machinery in place.

South Africa exports over 2 million tons of oil to Huaxia every year, delivering five to six thousand barrels of oil daily.

Today's batch was the largest yet, scheduled for delivery at 9 AM.

But now it was 10 AM, and the transport ship that should have arrived at the harbor at dawn was still missing, which puzzled all the workers. Huaxia's businessmen were known for their punctuality; could an accident have occurred?

Martin Frank, responsible for the oil import, immediately contacted the person in charge of this import.

Huaxia Xia Zun Transportation Co., Ltd. is a company specialized in maritime transportation for domestic oil import and export. The legal person of the company is named Weng Long, who is considered an uncle of Hong Yi. This company is also a wholly-owned subsidiary of Tenghui Group.

Actually, last night, the giant tanker of Xia Zun Transportation was already near the port in South Africa, but when Zhang Menglong asked Hong Yi to arrange this matter, Weng Long did not have any questions and had the company's ship turn around on the spot.

Import oil? How many oil mines in the world aren't owned by Zhang Menglong's family? Anyway, doing business in oil is just about moving money from one pocket to another.

When this news got back to the oil company, the boss of the oil company was very angry. "You say you're a transportation company's boss and just stop working just like that? It's them who will be blamed if the import mission isn't completed!"

But soon after, a European country contacted them, saying they had 200,000 tons of oil ready for export, asking if they wanted it, and it was even free! Apparently, due to the pandemic, the oil had devalued to a negative value and no one wanted it.

Could they not take it? That night, the company's ship headed straight for Europe; it wouldn't take many days to check anyway, and as for why they could freeload, they were too lazy to care.

"May I speak with Mr. Weng Long? This is Martin Frank," Frank asked.

"Oh, Mr. Frank, what is it, is there a problem?"

"Mr. Weng, I wanted to ask if your company's ship encountered some accident on the way? I cannot reach the project manager you assigned. Our oil is already prepared at the port, waiting for your ship to arrive so we can start loading."

"Oh, you mean that, our ship has already left," Weng Long said.

"It has left?" Frank was stunned, "Mr. Weng, this is no joke, this is a business deal worth hundreds of millions of US Dollars. If it's not delivered on time as scheduled, the responsibility does not lie with us."

"Mr. Frank, we currently can't take this oil!" Weng Long said, "We have already found another source of cargo, so we won't need this batch of oil."

"Not needed?" Upon hearing these three words, Frank's face shifted immediately. 200,000 tons of oil, to be dismissed just like that? The penalty alone would be tens of millions of US Dollars.

"Mr. Weng, are you intending to breach the contract?"

"Not at all," said Weng Long, "Haven't there been an outbreak of the pandemic recently in your country? If our ship enters your port, wouldn't it need to be quarantined for several weeks? We cannot afford the delay, and we also fear that our people might bring in new cases to your country; we are doing this for your good."

"Pandemic?" Frank was even more puzzled. The pandemic state in their country had already stabilized — there were virtually no restrictions on entering or leaving the country, only a need to carry the PCR test results from the past half month. What was this about?

"Moreover, this doesn't count as a breach for us: it's written in the contract that if the transaction fails due to force majeure not accountable to humans, no responsibility is needed, just find another buyer!"

"This..."

200,000 tons of crude oil, isn't something where you can just find another buyer whenever you want.

"Mr. Weng Long, from what I understand, the pandemic situation has been controlled inside our country, and there is no need for quarantine. Where did you hear such things? It's completely unfounded!"

"Is it? But our boss came to South Africa for a vacation yesterday and was immediately taken to quarantine at a hotel upon arriving; this is what he told me."

"Your boss? Aren't you the boss of the company?" Frank was bewildered.

"I only hold shares on behalf of my boss; you must have heard of my boss. His name is Zhang Menglong."

"Zhang Menglong?" Hearing that name, Frank involuntarily shuddered; Zhang Menglong was in South Africa?

"I'll confirm this matter!" Frank instinctively felt something fishy; they imposed entry restrictions externally. If they really went through with it, the foreign trade that had just recovered not long ago would collapse again.