Mr. Liu wore a square flat scarf with black gauze on his head, which was particularly eye-catching among the white scarfs. The sincere smile on his face and simple but heartwarming words made these wanderers who had been wandering overseas for many years have an illusion that they felt like they were at home.

Many team members couldn't help but shed tears, and there seemed to be a voice shouting at them in their ears:

Come back, come back. A wanderer wandering around the world;

Come back, come back, stop wandering around...

Amid the sobs, Pan Qiaoyun asked in a low voice: "Who is this fat man?"

"The first chairman of Jiangnan Textile. Later, Gao was promoted to vice president of Jiangnan Bank and chairman of Jiangnan Securities." A senior official like Macaron was obviously more knowledgeable, but he also felt even more incredible.

Jiangnan Bank is the most important department of the group, and the chairman is Jiang Xueying, the group president. But President Jiang has to take charge of the entire group and manages a lot of things every day, so Liu Yuan is responsible for the daily affairs of Jiangnan Bank. It is almost the same that President Liu can't rank in the top ten in the group, and he shouldn't have been in Africa.

However, Macaron was very sensible and said nonsense: "It can be seen that the young master attaches great importance to us and sends such senior officials to pick us up."

"Woo woo..." Everyone's sobs became louder. The wind in their hometown and the fat people in their hometown wiped away their scars. They made everyone's sense of pride and loyalty increase a lot.

"Don't just cry, watch it, Ronaldo." Macaron reminded: "You must ensure Ronaldo..."

"My name is Xiao Luo." A captain with buck teeth protested.

"Okay, call him Daluo." Macaron changed his words.

"My name is Daluo." A rabbit-toothed gun cannon said.

"Okay, okay, call him Little Ronaldo. No one is arguing now, right?" Macaron cursed with a smile: "You must protect Little Ronaldo's safety, and protect him from both posts all day. You can't even look away even if you shit."

"Good guy, that smells so smelly..." Everyone burst into laughter.

The city of Tunisia is the same name as the country, and is located on the shore of Lake Tunisia on the west coast of the Gulf of Tunisia. The bay is separated by a natural sand embankment, and there are gaps in the middle. The milky Arabic buildings are hidden in the shade of date palms, palm trees and olive trees, like white lotus floating on the Mediterranean Sea. They are really a treasure land.

After docking, Xia Xin and Konka, the captain of the Dianshan Lake, changed into a long-lost police dress, and went to the Governor's Office as the leader of the fleet to attend the welcome banquet held by the Governor.

The crew members who stayed on the ship were also warmly entertained. Because of its important geographical location, Tunisia has always been an important trading port in North Africa and can enjoy a wealth of delicious food. The paid escort business is also very developed, with everything from North Africa, Central Africa, Southern Europe, Eastern Europe and Western Europe. There is nothing wrong with drinking secretly.

However, Fang Wen still instructed the kitchen team to carefully check the food delivered, and it is best to cook it yourself to eat it so that something goes wrong.

"Are you too cautious? If they want to mess with us, why do you loosen us? Is it interesting to play with Cao Cao?" Macaron held a plate of Sudan Happy Meal in one hand and a piece of naan in the other hand and started eating. "Don't worry, there will be no problem."

"Be careful, the Ottomans are now polite. Who knows if they will suddenly turn against each other? What if what we did in Morocco is passed on to Tunisia?" Fang Wen shook his head, and he really respected him for this kind of delicacy that is suspected to be vomit.

"By the way, you knew Liu...representative, you would be waiting for us in Tunisia, right?" Macaron ate very fragrantly and said vaguely in his mouth.

"Yeah." Fang Wen nodded, picked up a date and took a bite and said, "We only contacted us last year. He said that he had already dealt with the Ottomans and would try to help us in Tunisia. I asked Konka and the others to arrive in Ceuta in advance, and contacted his subordinates, and confirmed that he was waiting for us in Tunisia, so he decided to take this route."

"I didn't say it earlier, it scared us to death!" Macaron complained.

"If I communicate with you, can you still be so natural?" Fang Wen smiled complacently and said, "What should I do if the little red-haired king can see the flaw?"

"At least you can tell me." Macaron said depressedly: "I'm afraid of embarrassing my brother, so I almost jumped into the sea."

"I've given you a hint." Fang Wen pointed to his eyes with two fingers and said, "I have sent you secretly for Qiu Bo several times, but didn't you notice it?"

"I didn't notice..." Macaron rolled his eyes and said, "I didn't even notice you, I still have Qiubo..."

"Uh..." Fang Wen felt that his presence, which was so easy to improve, began to decline again.

The fleet rested for several days in Tunisia and continued to drive.

This time Liu Zhengqi also got on the ship. As a representative of the group, he wanted to send them out of the Ottoman Empire.

In order to protect the safety of Representative Liu and his party, the Tunisian Governor also sent a sailing fleet to escort it, and his attention to the "Ming Brothers" was extremely important.

On the rear stern of the Yixing cradle, Liu Zhengqi smoked a hookah and looked at the Ottoman galleys accompanying him on both sides.

Who suddenly appeared behind him and said, "Can you really trust them?"

"Oh?" Liu Zhengqi was startled. He looked back and saw that he was an ordinary young man who was thrown into the crowd and could not recognize him. He looked around and saw that the boat was full of his own people, so he breathed a sigh of relief:

"No one has called me that for many years. Who are you?"

"Fang Wen, the chief of the Special Section." Fang Wen held his hand and shook it. Shaking hands was a ritual among the comrades within the group. "The official is richer."

"So it's Section Chief Fang." Liu Zhengqi's calves twitched when he heard the word "Special Department" and quickly held his hand tightly and said, "The Section Chief has seen me before? Yes, you are everywhere and omniscient..."

When I first investigated the "Twelfth Month Stock Difficulty in Stocks", it was precisely because the report issued by the Special Forces Department that he had accepted banquets from Liang Qin, vice chairman of Nanhai Group, and frequently went to and from places to places, and listed the time, place, object, and expenses each time. Every time Liang Qin gave him, he did not miss any gifts.

The evidence is conclusive and there is no way to argue, so the Procuratorate and Supervision Commission will dismiss him.

In order to stay in the group, Liu Zhengqi "actively" accepted the glorious task of sending Africa...

Unexpectedly, if he meets the person in charge of the Special Corps today, can he not be frightened?

"Don't be nervous, I haven't investigated you." Fang Wen has been abroad for many years, but he still doesn't know about the 'twelfth lunar month stock difficulty' in the third year of Wanli. He is still there and says:

"Have you heard of me? I am also from Nanjing. My father has the word "De" in one."

In fact, when Mr. Liu went to Caijiaxiang to break off the engagement for the second time, Fang Wen tripped him up. Unfortunately, Liu Zhengqi had no idea at all.

"Oh? You are also the son of Manager Fang?" Liu Yuanwai widened his eyes in shock and looked him up and down, "Why have you never heard of it? I thought he was only an only son?"

"What do you mean by me?" Fang Wen asked curiously: "Does my father have other sons?"

"I was sent... before I was sent to Africa, I just ate the first year wine of Mr. Fang, and the little kid was named Fang Shiyu. It was the name given to me by the young master..." Mr. Liu hurriedly explained.

"Actually, there is another one, that is me..." The person who had disappeared again under the critical strike and said with a faint resentment.

"Sorry, sorry. That's a good relationship. Manager Fang is old and has a son. Oh, I mean Ling..." Mr. Liu immediately became more and more enthusiastic. This is the uncle of our group. He is still in charge of the special department. Can it be possible not to flatter him?

"Brother made a great contribution this time. When you go back, the young master will definitely promote you!"

"I'm just suitable for this..." Who forced a smile and got back to the point: "By the way, how do you arrange it next?"

"Don't worry, I've arranged everything for you brothers." Liu Yuanwai hurriedly smiled and said: "From Tunisia to Tripoli, from Alexander to Cairo, we have all arranged everything along the way, so that the brothers can be welcomed and have a pleasant journey."

"So?" said the man shocked. His communication skills were almost catching up with his grandfather.

"Other, how could I be so fat, brother? Didn't I eat and drink all day long to connect with my relationship?" Mr. Liu patted his round belly and said, "There's no way, this Arabic dish is all meat and sauce, it's so greasy! I'll eat it like this if I accidentally, so strictly speaking, brother, I'm a work-related injury."

"Awesome!" said the man who praised him.

"Of course, eating and drinking alone cannot solve the problem," Liu Yuanwai was afraid that his uncle would regard him as a wine bag, so he quickly explained: "The key is to be under the wise guidance of the young master, the three gifts I gave me, brother, would have caught them up and down, otherwise I would be useless even if I eat it into a ball."

"What kind of gift?" The uncle said to himself that you are already a ball...

"That was the beginning of last year. I was just sent to Africa, brother." Liu Yuanwai sucked two sips of water hookah and sighed infinitely: "I thought I was unfamiliar with the place, and the Ottomans were so scary that they were said by the red-haired men, and they couldn't live this life."

"Red hair is so embarrassed to say that others are scary?" The man complained while applying sunscreen oil.

"No, when I arrived in Egypt, I realized that it was not the case at all. The people here are very polite, at least to our Ming people." Liu Yuanwai smiled and complimented: "This is definitely inseparable. The good foundation you laid for me before."

Liu Zhengqi refers to Lin Feng and Zhang Xiaojing's previous global sailing. When they were passing by the Indian Ocean, they visited the Arabian Peninsula and walked from the Persian Gulf to the Red Sea.

This was the first time that the Ming fleet arrived in West Asia and North Africa in the past 150 years after Zheng He. It caused a great response in the Middle East!

Moreover, at that time, the news that the Jiangnan Group defeated the Portuguese one after another and drove them back to Malacca also reached the Ottomans' ears.

Strength is the prerequisite for being respected. The Ottomans suffered all the hardships of the Portuguese Navy and knew how difficult these guys were. Seeing that Mingguo was not loud, they could deal with the Portuguese with just one move, so they naturally respected them very much.

Not only does it provide convenience throughout the process, it also proposes that both sides send representatives to strengthen their contacts, so as not to have not moved around for more than 150 years.
Chapter completed!