I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 667 - 665: Implementing Prevention and Control, Right?

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"What? Zhang Menglong is in South Africa?"

Twenty minutes before the plane landed, the director of the immigration office, Delamini, had received the call and had sprung from the bed just like a flashback.

Was there any place Zhang Menglong had visited that hadn't been thrown into chaos? Who now would dare let a man like Zhang Menglong into their country without inviting a wolf into their home?

Moreover, among those who had previously involved themselves in the currency market and had even organized a fighter jet attack on Zhang Menglong, they too had participated! Could this be considered a mortal feud? Was Zhang Menglong here this time to make trouble for them? Had he chosen them to make an example?

Guilt-ridden, Delamini panicked at once—letting him in meant not just for a week or two, but even if it were only three to five days, the whole country would be turned upside down!

"Delamini, I order you to absolutely prohibit Zhang Menglong from entering the country under any circumstances. You must strictly monitor his movements and ensure he does not fault us in the slightest!"

"But... but he has already gone through the proper procedures, all his visas are legal and compliant, we have no reason to stop him from entering, nor do we have any reason to restrict his personal freedom!"

"I don't care how you do it, if you can handle it, do it, if not, get out!"

The higher-ups had directly issued a death order.

"Zhang Menglong..." Delamini muttered the name over and over, but he was out of ideas!

As a member of the leadership, although the attack on Zhang Menglong with fighter jets was a secret, it wasn't completely airtight; at least, he had heard some of the news.

They say the man had been attacked just before landing; how could his mood be good? Wouldn't he come straight for you as soon as he got off the plane?

According to their knowledge, Zhang Menglong's visa was for tourism. If you now tell him not to wander around, do you believe that Zhang Menglong would explode on the spot?

Their foreign exchange reserves were already low, merely a few hundred billion US Dollars. A month ago, they had given all they had to Zhang Menglong, and only through certain trade policies had they barely managed to keep their foreign reserves at 10 billion US Dollars.

And how much had Zhang Menglong earned this time? A whopping 450 trillion US Dollars, 4500 times theirs! He could burst their currency market by merely tossing a bit around.

You try to play tough with him? He can be a hundred times tougher than you!

Delamini cursed the leadership thoroughly. Were they out of their minds to provoke Zhang Menglong, this disaster star? Couldn't they just sit back and watch others fight? Hadn't they considered what would happen if they failed?

As for joining the attack, it was indeed a last resort. Since they had offended him already, they could only ruin everything.

But if you had killed the man, then so be it. The key point was that he had come to their country for tourism—wasn't this running into sworn enemies on a narrow road?

And now the higher-ups had completely disregarded it, throwing this mess directly onto him, Delamini. Could he not curse them out?

But he couldn't blame the decision-makers. Over a month ago, when they were taking stock of their resources, they had been shocked to find that their several largest gold mines, diamond mines, and oil fields weren't owned by the state at all.

Moreover, even their ports belonged to Zhang Menglong, and beyond that, they still owed hundreds of billions of US Dollars in foreign debt.

If there were a chance to make these debts disappear instantly, how could they not try it?

"Director, we only have one option now," said Delamini's assistant.

"You have a solution?" Delamini's eyes lit up, his assistant was always capable of coming up with unexpectedly brilliant ideas.

"Director, during the peak of the outbreak, all exits were strictly controlled. Their visas had been processed a week ago; I just checked the data, and they are tourist visas, only valid for a month," he explained. "If we impose quarantine on them under the pretext of the outbreak, according to United Nations regulations, we can extend it beyond 15 days!"

Dlamini's eyes suddenly lit up. Indeed, if they used this reason to quarantine Zhang Menglong and the others, the month-long visa would soon expire, and such tourist visas couldn't be extended.

Let's not mention whether Zhang Menglong would still be interested in touring after being quarantined for weeks; even if he was, he would need to apply all over again!

And who knows what might happen during that time? They had already made a serious enemy of Zhang Menglong this time; he didn't believe there were only one or two people out to get Zhang Menglong's life. Perhaps by then, he might not even exist anymore—who knows?

The key was, if Zhang Menglong wanted to retaliate, he needed a legitimate reason, right? Those countries that had fallen victim to Zhang Menglong's schemes only did so because they had left themselves vulnerable, allowing Zhang Menglong to rightfully retaliate against them.

As long as they didn't leave any vulnerabilities, if Zhang Menglong recklessly caused trouble in South Africa, not to mention whether it complied with international norms, public opinion alone would crush him, wouldn't it?

"Great idea!" Dlamini slapped his assistant's shoulder, "Go issue the notice immediately, all incoming travelers must undergo a three-week quarantine for monitoring and no free movement is allowed!"

"Yes, I'll do it right away!"

...

At this time, the mastermind Zhang Menglong had already landed at the airport in South Africa, seemingly unaffected by all the chaos that had engulfed half the world.

Just as they were about to leave the airport, a pair of fully armed soldiers stopped them.

"I'm sorry, sir, but you can't leave. Since you've come from abroad, according to our regulations, you need to be quarantined for 15 days to prevent the spread of the virus!"

"What's going on?" Zhang Menglong was completely baffled.

The outbreak had clearly improved recently. Although international flights were still strictly controlled, showing a recent COVID-19 test result usually meant no quarantine was needed anymore.

Zhang Menglong had been traveling around the world just by showing his COVID-19 test results, which had been smooth sailing until now. Why the sudden quarantine? Could it be that the outbreak in South Africa had worsened?

Zhang Menglong immediately asked Hong Yi about this issue.

But Hong Yi told him the virus's spread in South Africa had been controlled, and most of the restrictions had already been gradually lifted half a year ago. She didn't receive any notice related to this when she processed his visa.

"Mr. Zhang, there's a piece of information you might have missed. In the market crash last month, South Africa also invested 50 billion US Dollars, and of the 60 fighter jets that attacked you today, 10 took off from one of their secret military bases!"

"Oh?" Zhang Menglong narrowed his eyes, "You mean, this regulation has just been put in place, and it might even be specifically aimed at me?"

"Yes," said Hong Yi, "probably no one expected you to escape unscathed from an ambush by 60 fighter jets, so they completed the visa approval so promptly. I guess they're probably panicking now."

"Well, this truly is a narrow road for enemies!" Zhang Menglong's expression turned unfriendly instantly. Among the 89 countries, he had just glanced at them briefly at the time; since he was going to deal with them eventually, there was no need to remember who was responsible.

But unexpectedly, his travel destination this time was one of them.

With almost a 50% chance, the odds were indeed very high.

"Thinking of having me quarantined until my visa expires?" Zhang Menglong scoffed, "I wasn't planning on dealing with you so soon, but since you don't want me to enjoy my trip, you can't blame me now!"

"Quarantine to control the virus, right?" Zhang Menglong suddenly laughed, "Fine then, since you want to control the outbreak, we definitely need to support that vigorously. Let's go, it's time to quarantine!"