Reborn South Africa as a police officer

Chapter 133 Sunshine

Guys who are not successful enough to fail are still a little bit capable.

In order to cause trouble for Rock, Kevin sent a telegram to Pretoria overnight, and then Nelson Holt had no choice but to tell Rock that the matter of buying gold mines was over.

"Sorry Locke, the bureau wants to arrange these abandoned gold mines in a unified way, so—" Nelson Holt had a guilty expression.

"It doesn't matter Mr. Holt, don't buy it if you don't buy it, 50 pounds is still my salary for several months." Rock can think about it, and Kevin is right, the salary of the police is really not high.

The result is not bad now. Rock wants to buy the gold mine just to slap Kevin in the face. Now that the goal has been achieved, he presses Kevin's face on the ground and rubs it hard, indirectly pleasing Phyllis. It doesn't matter if the gold mine is bought or not. .

It's just an abandoned gold mine, and the Far West Rand gold mine is still waiting for Rock to discover. Who is in the mood to waste time on an abandoned gold mine.

"Thank you for understanding Locke, and—you can just call me Nelson." Nelson Holt smiled happily, dealing with people like Rock, and people like Kevin were unhappy.

Kevin was really unhappy. Originally, Kevin thought that Rock should feel somewhat annoyed when he heard the news. Even if it was only a little bit, it would give Kevin a sense of accomplishment.

Unexpectedly, Rock didn't feel annoyed at all, and was very happy for the "lost and recovered" 50 pounds, which made Kevin immediately annoyed.

It seems that Rock is right, 50 pounds-also Kevin's salary for several months.

Kevin asked himself, he would never pay 50 pounds to buy an abandoned gold mine, even if the gold mine still has mining value.

Just kidding, the ore grade of his gold mine is 20 grams per ton, and his gold mine, the ore grade is 5 grams per ton. God, who are you embarrassing, old man?

Can't afford to lose this man!

Rock certainly doesn't know that Kevin's psychology is so complicated, and Rock is not interested in caring what Kevin thinks. After breakfast, Kevin will start working, but Rock can stay in the hotel with Phyllis. An eyesore.

Yes, even if there is an old man who is the chief of mines, Kevin still has to work. Nelson Holt will never open any back doors for Kevin, and even Nelson Holt has arranged more jobs for Kevin Some.

All snitches should be damned!

Martin, who had arrived early in Johannesburg, arrived at the hotel just after the sun had risen as high as a treetop.

"The situation is very bad. There are about 1000 Chinese in Johannesburg. Most of them are in the Wrangley Gold Mine. The Wrangley Gold Mine is the industry of the former Cape Prime Minister Cecil Rhodes. That guy's heart It is black. The Chinese workers do not have enough food and clothing. They have to do high-intensity work every day. They cannot rest when they are tired and sick. The mine didn't even bury the corpse when it died due to illness, and just dumped it in the wilderness—" Martin's investigation was in line with Rock's understanding of the miners.

It's one thing to understand, but it's another thing to be able to accept it. Rock can't accept that this kind of thing happened to Hua Gong.

"——There is also a Liangguang Guild Hall in Johannesburg, and the curator is also Chinese—" Martin is still very good at handling affairs, which is finally good news.

"Go, go and have a look—" Rock was very anxious, eager to learn more information.

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Buck means "buck" in English, but Buck is a standard Chinese.

Strictly speaking, Buck should be the third generation of Chinese. 50 years ago, Buck's grandfather traveled from Hu Jian to Mauritius and ran a small shop in Mauritius.

(Sorry, I can't use the real place name, if you offend Hu Jian's brothers, beat me to death with a ticket——)

Thanks to the hard work of the family, Buck's family had a small savings, so Buck was able to study at University College London, and successfully obtained a diploma and became a glorious lawyer.

Yes, the same school that Gandhi used to attend, so Barker and Gandhi are alumni.

After graduation, Barker did not return to Mauritius, but came to Johannesburg, the largest gathering place of Chinese in Cape, to protect the interests of Chinese in Johannesburg by virtue of his profession.

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is always cruel. There is no court, no police, and even a town government in Johannesburg. Here, big companies and large enterprises dominate the sky, and the regulations of enterprises are the laws of Johannesburg. Buck wants to change this, but But nothing can be done.

So Buck simply set up a Guangdong-Guangdong Guild Hall in Johannesburg to provide services for his compatriots as much as possible.

The guild hall is a non-profit organization. Buck’s guild hall has almost no source of income. In order to maintain the operation of the guild hall, Buck bought a 150-acre farm outside Johannesburg. With the meager income from the farm, he barely maintained the operation of the guild hall.

Two years ago, Buck also married a Chinese girl who was also a third-generation immigrant. Now she has a son and his wife is pregnant again. His family in Mauritius has repeatedly asked Buck to return to Mauritius. Buck does not want to go back in such a disheveled manner. But I don't know what I can do in Johannesburg, and what is the significance of the existence of the guild hall.

Perhaps, when the baby is born, it is time to leave Johannesburg.

Touching the signboard of the Guangdong-Guangdong Guild Hall, Buck's mood was agitated.

With the sound of horseshoes, several knights came slowly from the street.

Buck remained calm, with one hand deep in his arms, holding the revolver that was slightly warm.

Fortunately, not the thugs and security guards in the mine, but the police who have never appeared in Johannesburg.

Buck had studied in London and recognized the police badges on the chests of knights. Although their uniforms were different from those of the London police, the badges had the same style.

Of course, it's not just the uniforms that are different. To be able to survive in Johannesburg without rules and order, Buck certainly has his own rules of survival.

In Buck's view, these policemen are different from most policemen. They have a tough aura that has been tempered by blood and fire, which makes them completely different from those ordinary policemen. Although those ordinary policemen are also vicious, but their " "Fierce" are all the superficial kind of fierceness with teeth and claws, and the policemen in front of them——

Buck had no doubt that the guns on these police officers were by no means for display.

What surprised Buck even more was that these policemen were not white or Indian, but Chinese with the same black hair and black eyes as himself.

Although the condescending policeman did not speak, Buck could detect a hint of warmth in the eyes of the police officer wearing the rank of Senior Inspector. He was smiling, and the warm sunlight shone sideways on his face, half of which was sunshine and half was shadow.

(End of this chapter)