CHAPTER 1559: CHAPTER 1611: AMENDED CONTRACT

Li Yifei smiled at Sarama, while the Minister of Commerce opposite him began to purse his lips. Princess Sarama, don’t add to the confusion. The agreement stipulates that Dubai must hold more than 50% of the shares to prevent asset outflow and to avoid Huaxia holding the majority stake if shares are transferred.

He didn’t doubt that Sarama could get the shares because it was quite normal, but the relationship between this princess and Mr. Jin... giving her the shares would mean giving them to the other side, wouldn’t it?

The Minister of Commerce shook his head and took a step back.

Wu Shuwei suddenly exclaimed, grabbing Li Yifei’s arm, not even caring that the contract papers in her hand fell to the ground. She asked, "Li... is what he said true? Did you really put out 15 billion US dollars?"

Angelina also quickly looked over, while Sarama wore a proud expression, seemingly thinking, "Is this something to doubt? With Golden Eagle’s power, surely 15 billion can be earned. Why would you question this? No wonder Golden Eagle doesn’t like you!"

Li Yifei nodded lightly, and Wu Shuwei exclaimed, "Where did you get so much money? What are you involved in? Don’t tell me you joined this contract on a whim... No, you planned this from the beginning, didn’t you? You actually... you..."

Thinking of this, Wu Shuwei was momentarily speechless as she recalled how they met, the events on the plane, the kidnapping after they got off, the attacks by terrorists, their escape across the desert, their struggles in a small desert village, and then living together afterward, all flashing through her mind like a movie.

Could it be that these were all conspiracies? Now, this outcome was the goal of Li Yifei approaching her! Wu Shuwei wasn’t typically a conspiracy theorist, but with the successive shocks, her heart couldn’t take it anymore, and Li Yifei’s sudden 15 billion revelation threw her mind into chaos.

Once Wu Shuwei started overthinking, it was hard for her to stop. Now, looking at Li Yifei, her gaze was a bit off.

She took a few steps back, no longer looking at Li Yifei, but stared at the Minister of Commerce, saying coldly, "I don’t have the authority to agree to this contract. I need to discuss it with home. Besides, regarding this gentleman’s investment and increase in shares, I reserve my rights. I prefer a single shareholder."

The Minister of Commerce glanced at Li Yifei, nodded, and said, "Understood, but the deadline is tomorrow!"

Wu Shuwei said, "Okay!"

Having said that, she turned and left, without looking at Li Yifei once.

Angelina hesitated for a moment, then said to Li Yifei, "I’ll go after Wu. Later, you can explain what’s going on."

Sarama rolled her eyes, a bit displeased with Wu Shuwei’s response, but she said nothing and continued holding Li Yifei’s arm, saying to the Minister of Commerce, "So, you mean we can’t sign today, and it needs to be done tomorrow, right?"

The Minister of Commerce nodded, "Correct, we can’t sign today."

"Alright, let’s go, Golden Eagle," Sarama said.

Li Yifei agreed, thanked Parsons, who shook his head, and replied with two words: "Win-win."

Li Yifei achieved one of his objectives for coming to Dubai this time, securing the oil project, while Parsons gained a promise from Li Yifei to help him once when needed.

That’s why Parsons mentioned win-win; it was mainly because he witnessed Li Yifei’s incredible ability, making Parsons realize that he must make a good connection with him. Getting a promise for his assistance in the future could be highly beneficial someday. Currently, he only exerted some effort, which was worth it!

Li Yifei nodded to the Minister of Commerce again, who responded, and Li Yifei then led Sarama through the still confused crowd, walking out just as calmly as when they came.

An official stepped forward to announce the decision on-site: the signing ceremony was postponed to tomorrow, at the same time and location, but the signatories had changed.

Reporters hired by Tonohei looked at each other, clamoring at once, questioning what to do with today’s articles. They were paid to do the job, and money wasn’t the issue. The issue was that Tonohei had only paid a small deposit; his promise was to pay the majority after the interviews were completed and the articles sent out.

Now that the signatories had changed, those Japanese had long left; who were they supposed to ask for payment now? Publish articles for nothing? That’s a joke! The group of reporters quickly blocked those officials, arguing, even threatening, but the other side was tougher, directly calling security to evict them.

The most aggressive journalists, full of temper, after being kicked out, immediately called Tonohei. Receiving the call, the journalists began yelling, and after listening for a while, Tonohei sharply discerned some information that Dubai had indeed chosen to renegotiate with Huaxia.

Moreover, the time was set for tomorrow, at the same location.

"This is bullying!" Tonohei gripped his phone, his knuckles white. This news made him even more furious.

Sitting next to him, Honda Takeshi, after understanding the phone call’s content, clenched his fist, repeatedly pounding the seat, and finally said, "No, I must find someone to take him out! I can’t swallow this. My father called just now, and I didn’t dare answer. I’m afraid it won’t be long before the news reaches home, and we must do something!"

Tonohei said gravely, "First, we need to understand what happened with those hitmen. We clearly paid them, so why didn’t they act yesterday? If they had acted yesterday, today’s events wouldn’t exist."

Honda Takeshi snorted, "I’ll find more people, and you contact those hitmen!"

After speaking, the two began dividing tasks. Honda Takeshi thought for a while, deciding to call in several hitmen from home, offering large sums to assassinate Li Yifei and others. At the same time, Tonohei made several calls, trying to contact people but received no information on the hitmen’s whereabouts.

This was unusual, very unusual. Tonohei’s eyes carried a shadow, appearing quite fierce.

Returning to the residence, Tonohei finally discovered information about the hitmen. But this news was a massive blow for them, as the hitmen had been dealt with. Although not many were killed, the entire group had been taken down, which had never happened before with that hitman organization. The organization directly refunded Tonohei, saying they wouldn’t take this job anymore.

"Someone is helping that Huaxia man; otherwise, he couldn’t have survived. Is it Gibson or Parsons..." Tonohei pieced together a rough theory, not believing Li Yifei could handle all those hitmen on his own.

After half an hour, Tonohei finally confirmed a few things: First, Parsons had turned coat. That treacherous prince, before the signature, helped the Huaxia people win the oil contract. Secondly, those hitmen were either dealt with by Parsons’ people or Gibson’s people. They absolutely didn’t believe that Li Yifei alone could take down so many, even if he was very skilled.

At this point, if Tonohei and Honda Takeshi sent this news back home, and carefully inquired about the term "Golden Eagle," they might not have such a misconception. Unfortunately, both were blinded by anger, not bothering with such details.

Thirdly, they confirmed that they had no way to salvage the oil project, leading them to despair. Just when success seemed within reach, a group of Huaxia people came in, taking the project back from their hands. Such a defeat was seen as a humiliation by both, so Honda Takeshi’s suggestion was adopted and refined by Tonohei.

Since the project was out of their grasp, they wished the other side would not smoothly acquire it either. They harbored such a vengeful thought, preparing to retaliate.

Li Yifei and the others knew nothing of this. He had just returned to Sarama’s house, which was also a high-end villa, slightly lower in grade, but still not affordable for ordinary people.

Li Yifei’s visit made Sarama very happy, her face full of joy, personally attending to Li Yifei.

Li Yifei requested a computer and began typing away, quickly preparing a Chinese language version of the text, logging into his email, and sending it back home.

After sending the email, Li Yifei called home, asking the women there to organize people to review the contract as soon as possible. Though he had roughly gone through the agreement and found no major unreasonable points, he was not a professional. Given the contract involved agreements between nations, caution was needed.

In a nutshell, this matter was essential. Since Li Yifei decided to do it, he was determined not to mess it up; it had to be done beautifully.

Upon hearing this, the women at home promptly organized people to start reviewing the contract.

On the other side, Angelina caught up with Wu Shuwei, and the two hailed a cab back to the hotel. Along the way, Wu Shuwei remained silent, eyes moist but with an undertone of strength.

Angelina, watching from the side, felt anxious. She wanted to offer some comfort but didn’t know how. She silently accompanied Wu Shuwei back to the hotel. Upon arriving, Angelina watched as Wu Shuwei merely went to the washroom to wash her face, then quickly immersed herself in work. She first made a phone call home, contacted some people, gave a report, then took out her computer, jotting down some key points she had observed in the contract earlier.

Angelina, on the side, could not be of any help. After over two hours, when Wu Shuwei put down the computer and leaned back on the couch, looking weary, rubbing her face, only then did Angelina get up, walk over, and sit beside Wu Shuwei.