Congo Gold.
Eastern Province.
At Bo Man's home.
The huge chandelier made the living room as bright as day.
Bo Man was celebrating with a few partners.
These were the core members of the enormous plan, and only they knew the details of the operation. After all, Bo Man couldn't possibly do everything himself; all tasks were managed with the help of these few individuals.
As of today.
The plan had achieved a phase of victory.
They gathered together, celebrating the eve of their ultimate victory for the last time.
Bo Man raised his glass with a smile, "Cheers, for the final victory, we will surely win."
"Haha, of course, now both Moi and Waite are in complete disarray. Just give it a few more days, and they will have no chance of recovering. The other candidates are not as far-sighted as you," a chubby black man laughed heartily.
"Exactly, they think they have a chance, dreaming," Bo Man's son laughed sinisterly.
"..."
A round of praises went around.
"Clang."
