Outside the porthole, the clouds flew past.
Jenn opened his eyes and looked at the sky outside.
And at this moment, a sweet voice came from beside him.
"Hello, sir."
Hearing this voice, Jenn turned his head and soon saw a young and beautiful girl in casual clothes sitting next to him. Sensing Jenn's gaze, the girl's face blushed slightly. Jenn nodded at her indifferently, then asked.
"Is there anything I can help you with?
Miss? "
"Nothing."
Hearing Jenn's question, the girl couldn't help but blink her eyes.
"I want to read that magazine, is that okay?"
"Of course, no problem."
Hearing the girl's question, Jenn smiled and took out the magazine in front of him and handed it over. The girl took the magazine and began to chat with Jenn.
"Do you have a job in Ugan?"
"Of course."
Facing the girl's question, Jenn smiled appropriately and nodded.
"I'm an international transport trader."
"So young?"
Hearing Jenn's answer, the girl looked over with a surprised expression that couldn't even be described as elated.
"Running international routes, your business must be big, right?"
"It's just a small business. If it were a big company, I wouldn't need to do it myself. It would be like in the movies, where everything is done by the subordinates."
"You're so funny."
Hearing Jenn's answer, the girl chuckled.
"You even dare to go to a war-torn place like Ugan, your business must be big, right?"
"In fact, this time I'm not here for business."
Speaking of this, Jenn smiled slightly.
"I'm here to carry out humanitarian assistance on a mission from the United Nations."
"That's amazing."
Hearing Jenn's answer, the girl became even more emotional.
"Please forgive my rudeness, if someone else said this, then I would really think he was bragging.
But now, we are sitting on a plane to Ugan. I don't think you would use such a clumsy lie to make a girl like me happy … "
"Aren't you the same?
Beautiful lady? "
Looking at the blonde girl's expression, Jenn could not help but shrug his shoulders.
"I can't imagine why a young and beautiful woman like you would go to such a war-torn place."
"I'm a reporter."
Hearing Jenn's question, the girl proudly puffed out her chest.
"I'm going to Wugan for an interview. Now, with the biggest interloper choosing to withdraw, the various armed factions have also begun to cease fire. We think this will be a good start, so I plan to stay in Wugan for a period of time to grasp first-hand information here."
As she said this, the girl winked at Zayen.
"If there's any news, don't forget to inform me.
This is my business card … "
The young lady took out a name card and placed it in Jenn's hand. Then, she winked at him again.
"My phone number is on it. If you have time, you can call me."
"Of course not."
Jenn put away the business card and replied with a smile.
At the same time, the plane began to descend and was ready to land.
"Hello, General Bao Wei."
Looking at the man in military uniform standing not far away, Jenn smiled and strode forward, extending his right hand.
The man whom he called General Bao Wei also reached out and gripped his hand tightly.
"Hello, Mr. Jenn. Welcome to Wugan."
"Yeah, it's a pity that I'm here and you guys are leaving."
As he spoke, Jenn gazed at the warehouse before him and the dark forces that piled up like a mountain.
"But fortunately, we still have business to do."
"Of course."
Hearing Jenn's words, the man's stern face revealed a trace of a smile.
"We are selling by the kilogram. How many kilograms do you want?"
"Please give me ten thousand kilograms first. We can discuss the rest slowly."
Having said that, Zayen glanced at the well-equipped inventory again, then took out a check from his pocket and handed it over.
General Bao Wei glanced at the check and kept it in his pocket.
"It's a pleasure working with you … By the way, do you have enough trucks to transport these things?"
"Don't worry."
As he spoke, Jenn looked at another transport plane with the word 'UN' printed on it and the trucks that were busy transporting food back and forth. He showed a proud smile.
"After we finish transporting the food, we will have enough trucks to transport our lovely angels."
Fully loaded trucks sped across the wilderness. They moved forward on simple roads that were almost invisible.
As far as the eye could see, all one could see was a barren, withered flatland. Occasionally, one could see a few houses made of scrap metal sheets, but most of them were corpses and the smell of death.
"Welcome, Mr. Jenn."
A middle-aged man in a dark green military uniform welcomed him with a smile. The machete in his hand reflected the sun's radiance, white and translucent.
"I didn't expect you to be here earlier than we agreed."
"Honesty and trustworthiness have always been our motto. Satisfying our customers is our creed.
As the saying goes, we go to the poorest and most backward places and provide them with what they need the most … "
As he spoke, Jenn looked at the man before him. Then, he knocked open a dark green box and took out a black 'Angel of Death' and placed it on the table.
"All of them are sealed, brand new and in perfect condition. Poor children who were abandoned before they could use them. There are a total of 1,300 of them and 500,000 babies here.
I think you guys must need them to strengthen yourselves. "
Jenn glanced at the machete in the man's hand. When the man noticed Jenn's gaze, he put down the machete with a smile and picked up the 'Angel of Death' on the table to size it up.
"Hmm … How cute … Mr. Jenn … Not bad, I'm satisfied."
The man reached into his pocket, took out a handful of diamonds, and spread them out on the shabby wooden table that was missing a leg.
Then, he raised his head and looked into the distance. There, he could vaguely see hundreds of white tents and a group of people dressed in rags. As the sun was about to set, they also began to rest. And now, for them, this would be their eternal rest.
"It seems like we can work well together."