I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"A PCR test result within 10 minutes..." Delamini's face had already started to twitch uncontrollably.

Let's not even talk about conducting a PCR test, which takes several hours. Can you, damn it, get from the hospital to the hotel within ten minutes of receiving your PCR report? Are you sick? Do you want me to move the hospital here?

It had only been one morning, and things had already turned into such a mess. How could he afford to drag this on any longer?

Delamini finally figured it out, all these health codes, PCR test reports—it was all aimed at him. Zhang Menglong wasn't stupid—clear as a bell inside, you treat me like a fool, deceiving me with talk of viral spread and mutations; don't I have the right to treat you like fools too?

"Actually, Mr. Delamini, since you're already here, whatever you want to say, you can say it outside. Or even if you called me from your office, maybe that could work. I'm just an ordinary tourist from Huaxia, why bother coming in person?" Zhang Menglong said with sarcastic undertones.

"You're an ordinary tourist? Your whole family are ordinary tourists!" Delamini cursed inwardly twice, how many countries have you traveled to in these two years? Has any country you visited ever ended well? Even a plague god isn't as lethal as you, right?

But Delamini could only continue to smile and say, "Mr. Zhang, you are a distinguished guest, of course, I should visit you personally. Plus, this time I have a misunderstanding that I'd like to clarify with you."

"A misunderstanding?" Zhang Menglong feigned surprise, "Mr. Delamini, we're meeting for the first time today, how could there be any misunderstanding?"

"Ah, I'm not sure if I should bring it up."

"Then don't mention it!" Zhang Menglong muttered, "Beating around the bush, when did our Huaxia's cultural exports start including such trash content. Learning all the bad stuff, damn it!"

After speaking, Zhang Menglong actually turned around and walked away.

"Come on, let's continue playing Werewolf!"

"Mr. Zhang, please wait!" Delamini hastened to stop him, time had already been dragged out too long, he really couldn't afford to waste any more, "Mr. Zhang, it's not that I'm dawdling, it's just this matter is too embarrassing, even making me feel somewhat ashamed."

"Oh? How so? The Empire's shame?"

"The mutated virus strain we discovered was because a researcher accidentally took the wrong sample," Delamini said with his head lowered, appearing quite ashamed.

"So you're saying, the mutated virus strain does not exist?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang."

"That's great news!" Zhang Menglong appeared very happy, "As long as the virus hasn't mutated, it should still be manageable. Though the epidemic is severe in your country now, with international help, it should be under control soon."

As Zhang Menglong spoke, he also took out his cellphone, "Here, to support your fight against the epidemic, I'll send tens of thousands of boxes of protective gear over. I own several biopharmaceutical companies in Huaxia and have already developed an effective vaccine. As long as everyone gets vaccinated, it should be under control soon."

"Zhang... Mr. Zhang, may I ask you a question?"

"Go ahead."

"The trade imports and exports in our country suddenly experienced a big fluctuation today, many deals were halted temporarily—does this have anything to do with you?"

"Oh, you're talking about that," Zhang Menglong said calmly, "I ordered it."

Zhang Menglong continued, "You know, my family has been in business for over 5000 years. Our businesses span the globe. When I was isolated yesterday, I thought, if any of our businesses are dealing with South Africa, and they accidentally get infected during transactions, wouldn't that be bad?"

"But I didn't know until I asked and was shocked by how many of our businesses are related to you. I got worried and immediately had them halt transactions."

"Although treatment for COVID-19 is free in our country, I can't burden the nation. Although these actions bring me great loss, I can only bear it quietly alone. Who asked me to be a patriotic and exemplary entrepreneur?"

If it were someone who knew nothing at all, they might have been moved by Zhang Menglong's vivid speech by now.

But those who know understand that Zhang Menglong has never been one to care about money, so when did he start caring about whether he was losing money or not?

As long as it makes him happy, such a small loss is nothing to him!

"Mr. Zhang, the pandemic on our side has been completely controlled today, so you can completely let your companies resume trading with us," Dlamini seized the opportunity to say, "We don't mind bearing some losses, but we hope you don't suffer because of our pandemic."

"No, no, no, I don't mind taking a little loss, I recently made a big profit on a deal, safety first," Zhang Menglong said, "Let's observe for a week or two before we talk. If it's stable by then, it's not too late to resume!"

"Are you two playing Tai Chi here?"

"It must be a mid-lane face-off, right?"

"I think this Dlamini is about to get solo killed by Menglong."

"Yeah, when Menglong says a little loss doesn't matter, he really means it doesn't matter, but they in South Africa are about to riot, they're indeed suffering just to save face."

"Mr. Zhang," Dlamini was almost in tears, "to tell you the truth, our country's pandemic has been under control for a long time."

"I know!" Zhang Menglong nodded.

"Then you..." Dlamini was stunned; if you knew, why are you still going along with this?

"It's really not easy for you guys to put on this show, so I just went along with it. We are quite tired from the day's flight anyway, so we took a day to rest and watch your performance, which was pretty spectacular," Zhang Menglong didn't continue to hide his thoughts.

"But you just stopped acting?" Zhang Menglong said with regret, "I was just starting to enjoy it."

If they kept acting, it would all fall apart! What the hell are they supposed to do if they don't quash the rumors? The workers are about to tear down their immigration bureau and health department!

"Mr. Zhang, since this pandemic doesn't really exist, about those businesses..."

"Are you a moron or am I a moron?" Zhang Menglong suddenly changed his tone, "You declare a pandemic, you enforce quarantines, and now you want me to restore foreign trade as you please? Don't I have any face to save?"

"Here it comes!" The expressions of Zhang Menglong's fellow disciples suddenly became exciting. They had been equivocating for so long, and now that the truth was out in the open, it was the most thrilling moment.

"Don't think I don't know that those 60 fighter jets took off from your Saint Toric experimental base, right?"

"This..." Saint Toric was their most secret military experimental base, known to very few, and Zhang Menglong even knew that the squadron of fighter jets that attacked them had originated from there!

Could this all have been under Zhang Menglong's control? If so, Zhang Menglong's intelligence network was terrifyingly extensive.

"Mr. Zhang...this was all decided by higher-ups. I came here with full sincerity to reconcile with you, you..."

"Sincerity?" Zhang Menglong pointed at their hands, "How come I don't see your sincerity? Is the sincerity you're talking about in the test reports you're holding? There's not even a bit of compensation?"

Dlamini realized something, Zhang Menglong was asking for compensation!

That said, as long as they are willing to pay up, there's still something to be discussed!