Super Big Shot

A few days later, the current president sent his trusted lieutenants to Karadi Province and Montoli Province to assume high-ranking positions in the two provinces and as commanders of the government army.

Both men were of buffalo-like build and still wearing their military uniforms; they were reportedly former bodyguards of the current president.

At the handover ceremony, Zabol met with the two men formally.

"General Zabol, thank you for your contributions to the stability of the two provinces. On behalf of President Romon, I award you the Gangge Golden Olive Medal." The high-ranking official who had been parachuted into Karadi Province smiled. "Now, the government forces of the two provinces are officially under our command."

After they finished speaking, they both looked at Zabol, their eyes filled with a deep-seated fear and unease, waiting for Zabol's reaction.

Zabol stepped forward and looked at the two men for a long while without saying a word.

"General Zabol, what do you mean by this?" Both men were pale.

"It's nothing." Zabol suddenly smiled, took the medal from the other man, and casually put his arm around both of their shoulders. "Please tell President Romon that I appreciate his kindness; I accept it."

The two of them stood stiffly, forcing out smiles that looked worse than tears.

Later that evening, the two couldn't wait to get into their car and leave the general's residence.

The main gate of the general's residence.

Zhang Yang walked out from around the corner, stood at the doorway, and watched the two cars drive away.

Behind him, Zabol stepped out, now sporting another badge on his chest.

"Mr. Zhang, everything is arranged."

"Okay, go do it." Zhang Yang nodded and said casually.

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Later, the Karadi Province and Montoli Province each welcomed their successors.

The official residences of high-ranking officials have also welcomed new owners.

The first thing the two did upon taking office was to inspect the troops, attempting to gain immediate control of the military.

In their view...

The former commanders of the government armies in these two provinces have been wiped out. As for Zabol? He never truly controlled the armies of these two provinces, so he naturally had no prestige in these two armies.

Therefore, there should be no resistance to them taking control of the army.

Moreover, there should be people who are eager to pledge their loyalty to the new authorities.

But··

Karadi Province:

Bang!

"A mass riot?"

"Out of control!"

A high-ranking official in the Karadi Province, who was putting on his medal-laden uniform and preparing to inspect the troops, turned pale the moment he received the news.

No··

Haven't they already completely incorporated them?

Could there be resistance fighters?

His first reaction was that it was the remnants of resistance from the former high-ranking officials at work.

"General, I suggest we leave here immediately and request that General Zabol, the commander-in-chief of the Sixth Military Region, send troops to suppress the situation. It must be that his previous incorporation efforts were not thorough enough," a close confidant of the high-ranking official stepped forward and said.

"Yes, yes! Leave immediately, arrange a car, and have someone contact Zabol." The high-ranking official from Karadi Province said, his face ashen.

Later that evening, a military vehicle hurriedly left the presidential residence.

Halfway there, there was an emergency stop.

"What's wrong!" a high-ranking official in Karadi Province exclaimed.

"General, there's a group of armed men blocking the road ahead," the driver said, his voice trembling as he turned around.

No sooner had he finished speaking than there was a loud banging on the car door.

Then··

Splash!

The glass shattered instantly, scattering across the floor.

"Get out!" came the commanding voice from the car door.

The people inside the car trembled violently, as they were forced out of the vehicle with several guns pointed at them.

Those aren't armed militants outside.

They were clearly government troops from the Karadi Province, dressed in military uniforms.

"What are you doing!" A high-ranking official from Karadi Province took a deep breath, feigning anger, and tried to intimidate them with his status. "Where is your superior?"

"To avenge the high-ranking official!"

"Avenge the Commander!"

The surrounding government soldiers, chanting the name of the former leader, smashed the heads of several men with the butts of their rifles, signaling them to kneel in a corner.

The men's dark faces turned pale with fright.

The next second, there was the sound of a bullet being chambered.

Bang bang bang!

A series of bullets, dripping with blood, left craters in the ground.

Each of them was hit by dozens of bullets and died instantly.

At the same time, the same situation was unfolding in the Montoli Province.

Military forces from the two provincial governments, under the pretext of avenging their predecessors, attacked two newly appointed high-ranking officials who had been parachuted in.

Immediately afterwards, chaos erupted within both provinces.

Originally, the two provinces were at least nominally part of the Gangge Republic, but now, judging from the current situation, they seem poised to completely break free of control and become independent.

Orders from the capital, Jinsa, rained down on the Sixth Military Region Command.

The requirement is the same requirement, repeated over and over again.

He demanded that Zabol immediately dispatch troops to quell the rebellion.

Zabol remained inactive, completely ignoring the orders from the National Defense Forces Command, allowing the situation in the two provinces to deteriorate further.

Who could have imagined that with just a simple move, Zabol had already secretly replaced the armies of those two provinces and brought them under his complete control?

Whether the situation in those two provinces is chaotic or peaceful depends entirely on Zabol... or rather, on Zhang Yang's decision.

Finally··

Salito Province: General's Residence

"You are appointed concurrently as a high-ranking official in both the Karadi Province and Montoli Province, in charge of all military and political power?" Zhang Yang smiled as he looked at the order finally issued by his superiors. "Finally, I can act freely."

Originally, although he controlled the military forces of the three provinces, and the three provinces had effectively become Zabol's sphere of influence, it was still not quite legitimate. In what capacity could Zabol perform many official government tasks?

On the surface, Zabol is only the commander-in-chief of the Sixth Military Region, and he shouldn't be interfering in the affairs of the other two provincial governments.

Now that's great, they even have a legitimate official status.

With this telegram, Zabol will henceforth be a true super-powerful figure, controlling the military and political affairs of three provinces, with a population of over ten million and an army of one hundred thousand.

One person holding the top military and political positions in three provinces is practically unique in the entire Gango country.

Then... the chaos in those two provinces should come to a halt.

Of course, the performance still needs to be well-executed.

That afternoon, Zabol mobilized a large force and dispatched them to the two provinces, making a show of force to outsiders and pretending to quell the rebellion.

In just a few days, the situation in the two provinces, which had been in chaos, suddenly became clear.

The army behaved better, and order was restored.

The government offices in the three provinces are still in operation, and after the overall situation stabilized, all departments resumed their normal operations.

Under Zabol's rule, the people went about their work and lives as usual, everything was peaceful and calm, as if nothing had happened. Only Zabol, holding all the important positions in the three provinces, firmly controlled the three provinces' base.

What does it mean to have three provinces located side by side?

With a combined area of nearly 300,000 square kilometers and a population of over ten million, frankly speaking, setting aside the economic aspects, just looking at the area and population alone, these three provinces combined far exceed the size of a considerable number of small countries in the world.

Standing on the stage, Zabol was undoubtedly extremely prominent and his power was unparalleled.

Zhang Yang, whose public identity is Zabol's close advisor, naturally holds a high position and great power; in ancient terms, he wields immense influence.

Africa is a vast and resource-rich country, and naturally it has many beautiful places with stunning scenery.

In a scenic area of Salito Province, inside a heavily guarded manor house that covers an area of one square kilometer.

Zhang Yang, casually dressed in an unbuttoned shirt that revealed his perfect chest and abdominal muscles, was driving a brand-new, top-of-the-line military off-road vehicle. On the vehicle, an assault rifle with a bullet belt hung on it gleamed.

These are all his toys.

"Happy!"

Zhang Yang jumped out of the car, feeling incredibly carefree and exhilarated.

Standing at his current height and possessing his current power, he realized that all wealth and glory are fleeting. No top tycoon or infinitely glamorous figure can compare to even a fraction of what he has now.

Africa is poor, Gango is even poorer, and these three provinces seem even more impoverished.

However, with 300,000 square kilometers and tens of millions of people, even if this place is poor, when wealth and resources are concentrated here and he can take whatever he wants, it's as if he owns the whole world.

Moreover, he enjoys ultimate freedom here.

The feeling of being able to override local rules and laws is something I wouldn't trade for even a god.

Beep!

The phone rang.

Zhang Yang answered casually and nodded.

"Okay, let them in."

As the old saying goes, "When one person attains enlightenment, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven."

As Zhang Yang is so prominent in these three provinces, covering 300,000 square kilometers of land, he naturally has to take care of his compatriots from home from time to time.

Under his protection, the markets in the three provinces opened their doors to the people of the country with great convenience.

Various goods, supplies, shops, markets, and new facilities have sprung up all over the three provinces like mushrooms after rain. While compatriots from other parts of the country can work hard and earn money in this land without worrying about their safety, it has also greatly enriched the lives of the local people.

Unbeknownst to him, Zhang Yang had acquired a host of identities.

Presidents of trade and economic associations, presidents of chambers of commerce, local overseas Chinese leaders, and a host of government officials in charge of local investment promotion.

With his help, a large number of domestic enterprises from all walks of life have settled in the three provinces of Gango, covering industries such as hotels and tourism, industry, construction, and architecture.

For a time, the three provinces presented a magnificent scene, exuding a sense of prosperity and vitality.

Not long ago, he helped a giant domestic hotel group secure an investment in a five-star hotel in Salito Province, and also helped several state-owned construction companies in China secure contracts for several infrastructure projects.

You could say that, to people at a certain level, there are no secrets.

Zhang Yang holds such a high position in Gango, a region encompassing three provinces. He has done so much to help domestic companies establish themselves in Gango and has made so many contributions. Naturally, he is also well-regarded by certain departments in China.

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Outside the manor, the two passed through numerous guards and found themselves in a vast, lush, green field.

SUVs and luxury cars are parked everywhere, a Sikorsky helicopter is parked not far away, and villas stand in the distance, creating an imposing sight.

"Mr. Wang, this place is so big... Is it all Mr. Zhang's?" A well-dressed man in a suit looked around and said with deep emotion.

"What's so special about this? Do you even know who's the largest among these three provinces, covering 300,000 square kilometers and with over ten million people?" the man beside him said.

"That's General Zabol, of course," the man in the suit sighed. "He commands 100,000 troops and controls 300,000 square kilometers of land. He's the absolute ruler of that land, with no one to dictate terms."

"Do you know what General Zabol said about Mr. Zhang?" the man asked. "General Zabol said that Mr. Zhang is his most trusted friend, and that Mr. Zhang's words completely represent his own. Just think about it, what kind of status and power does that represent?!"

As he spoke, he stopped, his eyes glazed over, and he murmured with deep emotion.

"Awake, he wields power over the world; drunk, he rests on the lap of a beautiful woman. Who would have thought that Mr. Zhang would have reached such heights and positions in a foreign land?"

Both are real estate developers in China, not very large ones, but they have developed several residential communities and have considerable strength.

By chance, the two saw the potential and opportunities in the vast and wild Africa market.

The two discussed it and decided to come to this land to seek opportunities and change their fate.

However, in this land where the rules are yet to be established, risks and opportunities coexist, and the overall environment is far from stable. Just as the two of them had started to enjoy the fruits of their labor after developing their first residential project in Gango, they almost lost their lives due to the turbulent political situation.

Until... until they heard about General Manager Zhang's existence, and that in the three provinces where Gango's influence was greatest, there was a compatriot whose status was second only to the emperor, and who was extremely prominent.

The two of them immediately had an idea and wanted to seek help.

What kind of help?

I just want to be covered.

Can you really succeed in real estate development on this land without a powerful backer? If they had Mr. Zhang as their backer, their real estate ventures here would be completely smooth sailing!

To this end, the two spared no effort to show their sincerity, preparing generous gifts and shares, and were just waiting for Mr. Zhang to protect them.

As they walked, the two stopped in front of a huge European-style villa.

"Mr. Zhang is inside, please come in." The black butler was waiting at the door, and then politely invited them into the villa.

Inside the villa, there was a shocking lion skin and Persian carpets covering the floor.

Gold artifacts and ivory handicrafts can be seen everywhere along the way.

Finally, the two stood before the incredibly heavy doors of the reception room.

"Please come in, Mr. Zhang is inside," the black butler said with a slight bow.

The two real estate developers took a deep breath, feeling a sense of nervousness as they prepared to meet a super tycoon.

Rumor has it that this Mr. Zhang is a mysterious and unpredictable person, but he is said to have amazing personal charm, and everyone who has met him is captivated by his charisma.

Moreover, it is said that Mr. Zhang is very, very young.

After knocking, a voice came from inside.

"Come in."

The voice does sound quite young.

The two exchanged a glance, mustered their courage, and pushed open the door.

In the spacious and bright reception room, a tall figure stood by the window.