Chapter 22: Teacher Huang is so beautiful

  Zhang Jiapolitics assigned a room to everyone. The maid took Dad, Mom and son upstairs to see the rooms.

  "Where is the school located?" Guo Yu asked Zhang Jiazheng, the housekeeper.

  "St. George's Private School is one of the best private schools in Hong Kong, and it's closer to Repulse Bay, which will make it more convenient for Young Master to commute to and from school. Everything has been arranged, and he can start school the day after tomorrow." Zhang Jiapol replied.

  "Okay, I'll send my son to school when the time comes."

  After resting for a day, getting up in the morning, Guo Yu pulled his son out of bed and sent him to school. The car stopped in front of an old-fashioned wrought iron gate after about 20 minutes' drive.

  Guo Yu brought Zhang Jiazheng and his son to the principal's office. The principal was very enthusiastic because Guo Yu had to pay an annual sponsorship fee of 500,000 Hong Kong dollars. After waiting for about ten minutes, a beautiful woman in a yellow dress walked into the principal's office.

  "Teacher Huang, this is the new student and his parent Mr. Guo. Later you will take the new student to class and arrange his lessons," said the principal to the beautiful teacher.

  Guo Yu had been in a daze since the beautiful teacher came in, with a sweet appearance, elegant temperament, long hair draped over her shoulders, and a slender figure that made Guo Yu have a swallowing desire.

  "Hello Mr. Guo, I'm Huang, and now I'm taking my child to class." Spoke like a canary.

  "Alright Miss Huang, take care." Gu Yu reacted after being stunned for a second.

  The beautiful woman pulled her son's hand out of the office, but Guo Yu secretly rubbed his own hands, he also wanted to go up.

  "Housekeeper, help me investigate that Miss Huang's information, I want to have an understanding of my son's teacher." Guo Yu said to the housekeeper on his way home.

  Guo Yu's words were grandiose, but what Zhang Jiapol thought in his heart was unknown.

  In the evening, after picking up his son from school, Zhang Jiapoling also brought Ms. Huang's materials. Guo Yu shamelessly asked his son, "What is Teacher Huang like?" His son said, "I like Teacher Huang, she is so beautiful."

  Guo Yu rubbed his chin and muttered to himself: "I also think Huang Laoshi is very pretty."

  Huang Wenjing, 23 years old, graduated from the Chinese Department of the University of Hong Kong last year, loves Western painting, has held an oil painting exhibition, and of course, her family paid for it. Her family runs a trading company at home, with a medium scale, which has been handed over to her brother to manage, considered a middle-class family.

  "Huang Wenjing herself currently does not have a boyfriend, but the younger son of Hong Kong billionaire Yang Shoucheng, Yang Sen, is pursuing Miss Huang. However, Yang Sen is a playboy with a bad reputation, and Miss Huang has yet to agree. The Huang family's business has some dealings with the Yang family, so they cannot directly refuse him either. It's been dragging on for half a year now." Zhang Jiaping said, looking at Gu Yu.

  "Help me get in touch with Huang's Trading Company, I have some business to discuss with them." Guo Yu took a puff of his cigar.

  The next day, in the office of Guo Yu at Huafu Auction House, Guo Yu met with Huang Jiaqiang, the boss of Huangshi Trading Company, who was also the brother of Huang Wenjing.

  Yesterday, when Huang Jiaqiang received the call, he was also surprised. What business could an antique company and a trading company discuss? Could it be that antiques can now be wholesaled in bulk? However, since business has come knocking on the door, he had to go take a look. Recently, the company's situation hasn't been great, and Yang's extensive connections have been affected due to his younger sister's matter. The company was originally small, and it's even more difficult now.

  Guo Yu walked out from behind Boss's desk and sat down on the sofa with Huang Jiaqiang. Little secretary Mu Tong put down the tea and left.

  "Mr. Huang, I have a business deal that requires a trading company, and I hope your company can take it over," said Guo Yu.

  "Mr. Guo, please go ahead, as long as it's within our business scope, the company can do it." Of course, having business is better, Huang Jiaqiang hastily responded.

  "I need to acquire around 20 or more cargo ships, not necessarily brand new, second-hand ones are fine, as long as they are in good condition and can be used. Specifications of around 10,000 tons to 30,000 tons are acceptable, regardless of age, even if they are scheduled for scrapping but still usable."

  When Huang Jiaqiang heard Guo Yu's request, he was puzzled. What are these ships used for? They have a small loading capacity, slow speed, and are approaching the state of being scrapped. According to the proportion that the cost of each additional 10,000 tons of cargo reduces by 10%, most of them are in the category of elimination, and using them to transport goods is not profitable.

  "Is Mr. Guo here to dismantle and scrap it?" Huang Jiaqiang asked.

  "Don't worry about this, it's okay if it's old as long as it can run and is in a stable condition. For now, we just need to transport loose cargo, but we may increase the volume later. I hope you can help me with this deal, I will have many more trade deals in the future and I hope to cooperate with Director Huang for a long time."

  "Of course, our company is very happy to cooperate with Mr. Guo, I will seize the contact for this business and get back to you as soon as there is any news."

  After Huang Jiaqiang left, Guo Yu sat in the office, thinking that from now on, he must have a fixed receiving location for the things he bought. Africa, right? Isn't that what others do? Find a poor country, spend some money, open a dock and warehouse, transport it there and then take it away himself.

  Little secretary Mu Tong came in to clean the room, and was suddenly hugged by Guo Yu. Since the last time he blew the whistle, Guo Yu had not had a chance to touch Little Secretary again, only affectionately touching her. Today, his lust rose greatly, and as soon as he grabbed Little Secretary, he kissed her.

  Mu Tong lay on the office desk and shouted for half a day. Fortunately, Guo Yu had instructed beforehand that the soundproofing in the office was done extremely well, otherwise the entire building would have heard it. When putting down the little secretary, the little secretary's legs were all trembling, but still doing cleaning with all one's might. It seems that the salary needs to be increased.

  The Republic of Liberia, with its capital Monrovia, is also the third largest port in Africa. Compared to other African countries, Liberia's political environment is relatively stable, which will be beneficial for future development.

  Accompanied by two bodyguards, who were said to have been part of a mercenary organization and were veterans of the battlefield. Found a local translator in Liberia and found a port logistics company registered online.

  At first, he only wanted to rent a long-term dock warehouse, but after seeing this logistics company, Guo Yu decided to try his best to take down this small company. The only thing that caught Guo Yu's attention about this small company was probably the fact that it had a warehouse at the port of Monrovia.

  The boss is a white man, who came here to dig for gold in the early years. Unfortunately, due to political instability in recent years, his income has been average. Now that he's getting older, he wants to sell out and return home to enjoy life.

  Three million US dollars, the company's ownership was taken down, and two days later, the formalities were completed. This port logistics company then belonged to Guo Yu.

  Later, his main task was to deliver cargo certificates and accept some materials, which were considered very private products. He went to the company to hold a meeting for employees, promoted one person as the general manager, responsible for daily affairs, and the company itself had some business, enough to support the normal operation of the company. Guo Yu didn't plan to make money with it, but he couldn't lose money either.

  In a conversation with the bodyguard, it was learned that Qianqiang, one of the bodyguards, used to work for a Russian boss's mercenary organization in South Africa, and their base is not far from here.

  Guo Yu felt that the mercenary organization was very mysterious, and he asked Qian Qiang if he knew anything about the mercenary organization. Qian Qiang smiled and said, "Boss, you've been misled by rumors. In fact, the mercenary organization is not as mysterious as it seems. It's just a company that needs to do business, and it can't be invisible, right? The only difference is that the content of their business is somewhat special."

  Guo Yu himself also felt amused and asked Qian Qiang if he could go to his company to take a look, maybe there would be business dealings in the future.

  After finishing the logistics company's affairs, Guo Yu and others went to Spitskop in South Africa the next day. This is where Guardian Security Company is located, which was also the mercenary company that Qian Qiang originally served.

  The garrison is located in a remote area far from the city, where the terrain is desolate and overgrown with weeds. There are only walls, iron fences and barracks, which are not comfortable at all.

  The company's manager received Guo Yu, and after learning that Guo Yu was a Hong Kong tycoon, strongly recommended that Guo Yu strengthen his security forces, and could hire the company's security personnel, who were absolutely capable of withstanding gunfire and taking action.

  In the shooting range, they played with machine guns. When there were only two people left, Guo Yu and the manager, Guo Yu jokingly said that it would be great if he could get his hands on a gun, as he often traveled to Africa and it would be safer for him.

  The manager blinked and didn't respond, but left behind Guo Yu's hotel address in Split.

  At 12 o'clock in the evening, the door was knocked. Guo Yu looked at the peephole drowsily and saw Qian Qiang with someone else by his side. But Guo Yu was bold and opened the door directly.

  Qian Qiang said to Guo Yu, "Boss, these two gentlemen are looking for you. Do you want to see them? They claim to be from the Guardian Security Company."

  Guo Yu thought of something and let Qian Qiang go back, letting the two enter the house.

  Two white men, one with a mouthful of vodka flavor, were clearly Russians. The older man, around 35 years old, said "Mr. Guo, I'm sorry to disturb you so late, but I heard from Chakley that you have some business to discuss, so I took the liberty of visiting." Chakley was the security company manager who had accompanied Guo Yu.

  "Shouldn't you introduce yourselves first?" Guo Yu said

  "That's not the point, we know you, an antique dealer, just came to Africa for investment, used to be a white-collar worker, divorced, parents and children in Hong Kong, have the economic strength to do business." The man said.

  Guo Yu furrowed his brow for a moment, but immediately relaxed. After all, this was all necessary. Dealing in arms was originally a serious crime, so of course he had to be doubly cautious.

  They came so late and probably also investigating Guo Yu's background.