Reborn South Africa as a police officer
Chapter 2517 Rewards
Chapter 2517 Rewards
The connotation is actually illusory. It is also the interior. The artificial leather is not high-end enough, so what about the real leather?
The same is true leather, pigskin and sheepskin are definitely not the same price, what about deerskin and crocodile leather?
Definitely not the same price.
At this time, how to measure whether the price is a good deal?
Is it impossible to measure at all—
Therefore, in southern Africa, the only real high-end car is the Lord, and the others are arty, shapeless, and have no charm.
The drivers in Johannesburg are all very talkative. After Kurci and Petrovic got in the car, the driver began to talk.
"Johannesburg is a good place. It has the most developed biotechnology in southern Africa. Do you know the Johannesburg Institute of Biotechnology? This school is a holy place in Johannesburg-at the same time, there is a museum donated by Lord Locke and the largest collection of books in southern Africa. Biggest Bigwig library," the taxi driver gushed, clearly proud of the city.
"It's the same eight-hour work, and some people's income is a hundred times, or a thousand times that of yours. Don't you have no complaints?" Kurci fanned the flames, and he tried this trick repeatedly in Europe.
Too bad this is in Southern Africa.
"Complaints—maybe there are, but they are not accurate—" The taxi driver is not easy to fool, and his thoughts are very firm.
"—Why is it a complaint? The boss of our company needs to get through the relationship with the city government and the vehicle management office, get a business license, buy qualified cars, invest millions of dollars, and the annual profit Isn’t that normal for only 10,000+ rand?” The taxi driver didn’t complain much.
This is also what Kurch can't understand the most.
It is said that taxi drivers are all in the exploited class. If they earn ten yuan, they can only lose one yuan, so they must be very resentful.
This is not the case.
From the perspective of the distribution standard alone, it is indeed ten to one.
But the taxi drivers don't seem to be angry. They have their own logic. If they expect a better life, they should work hard instead of labor movement.
"Why is it normal? If you earn ten dollars, nine will belong to your boss, and you can only get one dollar. It's too unfair—" Kurci had an ideal, and started working immediately after arriving in Johannesburg.
If you don't work, you can't do it. The shock of Bigwig City is too strong for Kurqi. If you don't let yourself get busy, Kurchi will doubt whether his work is meaningful.
Johannesburg has had enough of a shock for Kulci.
After arriving in Bigwig City, Kurch's confidence was really shaken for the first time. Even in his concept, Bigwig City is the most ideal state of life, and it can't be better than this.
Ziwei City——
Between Bigwig City and Johannesburg is the Johannesburg Medical School and Bigwig Public School.
Bigwig Public School has been established for more than 30 years. The school has grown from nothing to the current No. [-] middle school in southern Africa—and even the world. The leap is amazing.
The "No. [-] Middle School" of Bigwig Public School was conferred by The Times.
About 20 years ago, the "Times" began to report on Bigwig College, directly pushing Bigwig College to the throne of "No. [-] Middle School".
This may be a misnomer, but the conditions of Bigwig Public School are not bad, and the teaching level is obvious to all. From 1934 to 1938, Bigwig Public School created all the graduates who were admitted to the top ten universities in the world. Nothing Harvard or Cambridge can do.
The Johannesburg School of Medicine is as famous as Bigwig College.
During the First World War, the Johannesburg School of Medicine arranged all the students and faculty members to the front line to provide medical support, and became famous in one fell swoop. Since then, the Johannesburg School of Medicine has become the first choice for field ambulance.
After the outbreak of World War II, as in the last world war, the Johannesburg School of Medicine also sent all its students to the front line to improve their medical skills in actual combat and successfully won the praise of Kurch.
"Stop the car. I'm going to the Johannesburg Medical College to send a bouquet of flowers to the statue of Mr. Abramovich." Kurchi still respects Abu.
As the inventor of penicillin, Abramovich saved millions of lives between the two world wars. No matter how dissatisfied Kurchi was with the federal government of southern Africa, he could not ignore Abramovich's contribution.
"Are you sure?" Petrovich stressed.
Culci, who hadn't realized what was wrong with it, was determined.
Then send flowers.
Abramovich's statue is located in the garden in front of the Johannesburg Administration Building, which represents Abramovich's contribution to Johannesburg. Even Rock can't replace Abramovich's influence on the Johannesburg Medical School.
When Kurch came to Johannesburg School of Administration, the statue of Abramovich was surrounded by flowers, and Kurch could not reach the statue of Abramovich at all.
"Is this prepared in advance?" Kurci was puzzled.
In a capitalist society, how could there be someone who is so loved by ordinary people.
Kurch's first reaction was to fake it, but it doesn't make sense because Petrovic has been with Kurch all the time.
"Really, the people here respect Professor Abu from the bottom of their hearts." Petrovich was really wronged. If he had so much energy, he wouldn't need Kurci's help at all.
Kurch was in a very complicated mood, and there was a long silence after presenting the wreath.
Southern Africa's respect for intellectuals far exceeds Kurchi's expectations.
When he was about to leave Johannesburg Medical School, Kurchi noticed that several staff members from Brad's office were already waiting beside Kurchi's taxi.
"Hey, hey, I didn't do anything. I just offered a bouquet of flowers to the statue of Professor Abu. Does this also violate the laws of southern Africa?" Kurchi was able to deal with these with ease.
As long as it is an official level, Kurci is handy.
The key is the gray areas where black and white are indistinguishable. There is a saying that a scholar meets a soldier, and the reason is unclear. Therefore, Kurch is not afraid of Brad's office, but what he is most afraid of is the jobless people in southern Africa.
"Ah, there is no Mr. Kulci. Our task is to escort him to the hotel safely. There is no other meaning." The agent leader who led the team smiled, as if he didn't know that Brad's office had a bad reputation.
This is also normal.
Brad's office is also divided into internal affairs and external affairs.
Let’s not talk about those people in the internal affairs, their job content is not much different from that of the household registration police.
The field work is very heavy. Comintern staff like Kurchi were monitored by Brad's office as soon as they arrived in southern Africa, and the details will definitely not be made public.
"I understand, thank you for your hard work—" Kurchi was very smart, and he got involved in a few words: "—but you don't have to worry, I'm just playing, I don't have any work tasks."
Coulci didn't tell the truth, and couldn't, without being arrested by Brad's office.
"This is the best way—" The agent leader leading the team was not in a hurry, as long as Kurchi left southern Africa honestly, Brad's office would not take tough measures against Kurchi.
That night, Kurch stayed at the miners' home in Bigwig City.
The miner's homeland is a hotel. It looks plain on the outside, but it has complete facilities, including telephone, heating and TV, which surprised Kulqi even more.
Television has only been around for a few years, and only rich people in Europe would buy it.
In southern Africa, an ordinary hotel already has TV as an auxiliary facility, which really surprised Kulchi.
"Don't be surprised. The cultural center promoted by the Federal Government of Southern Africa is Pretoria, and the economic center is Los Angeles. In fact, Bigwei City is the real economic and cultural center of Southern Africa."
Petrovich wasn't surprised at all, everything was taken for granted.
Let alone culture.
In terms of economy, the per capita GDP of Bigwei City last year was 15000 rand, while that of Los Angeles City was only 14900, so there is no doubt that it is an economic center.
Bigwig City is a city built on a gold mine. Bigwig Public School, Johannesburg Medical School, and the notorious but extremely powerful Westland School for Miners' Children. In terms of quality, Bigwei City is absolutely second to none in Southern Africa.
There is a class called Hope Class in the Westland School for Miners’ Children. All the students in this class can directly enter Nyasaland University without passing the exam.
This alone is enough to attract countless rich men from southern Africa to send their children to the Miners' School in West Rand.
"Tomorrow I will find an ordinary miner's family. I want to confirm the living conditions of the workers in the West Rand mining area." Kurqi is pragmatic. He still firmly believes that the glory of Bigwei City is built on the foundation of rich people such as Rock, It has nothing to do with ordinary workers.
"No problem, as you wish—" Petrovich was dutiful, seeing is believing, and the real situation in the Rand mining area still needs to be seen by Kurch himself.
Then watch.
The next day, Petrovich arranged for Kurchi to visit an ordinary family of miners in the Far West Rand gold mines.
Kurci seemed to have doubts about Petrovich's trust, so he decided to randomly choose a miner's family, so he went to Stewart's farm next to the Alligator River.
The area of Stewart's farm is not large, about 120 acres, but in the Transvaal, a farm of this size is already rare.
"The farms around the Transvaal are currently priced but not marketed, with an average of [-] rand per acre, but if you buy them at this price, you will definitely not be able to sell them." Petrovic understands the prices of farms in the Transvaal.
Ten thousand rand!
The price made Kurchi tremble.
After the outbreak of World War II, only southern Africa in the world still implemented the gold standard system, and one gram of gold was exchanged for one rand.
In this way, Stuart's farm is worth about 1200 kilograms of gold.
1200 kg——
Equal to 1.2 tons.
It is roughly equivalent to one-ten-thousandth of France's gold reserves.
Simply speaking of 1.2 tons of gold, many people may not have the concept.
But compared with France's gold reserves, there is a concrete concept immediately.
"The price is already so high, why not sell it?" Kurchi was puzzled.
The conditions of the farms in the suburbs of the Transvaal may not be that good, at least the road traffic is not very good, there is not even a concrete road——
cement road!
It occurred to Kulci that he seemed to be getting more and more used to Southern African standards.
The cement roads in European countries, not to mention rural farms, have not been fully repaired even between major cities.
This is understandable, and Southern Africa is not unattainable.
Thinking about it this way, my mood just got better, and it didn't take long before I was hit hard again.
John Stewart, the owner of Stewart Farm, made preparations early when he learned that Kulci was going to visit his farm.
There is no cement road on the farm, but there are pickup trucks.
And there was more than one. When Kurch was about to go to Stewart's farm, Stewart and his three sons drove four pickups to pick up Kurch and his party.
"There are four pickup trucks on your farm?" Kurchi felt that it was impossible, but he didn't feel surprised.
In fact, in the past few days, the Transvaal has surprised Kurqi too much, so even if Kurchi encounters aliens attacking the earth now, I am afraid that he will not be too surprised.
"No, there is only one pickup truck on my farm, and these are all borrowed from neighbors—" Stuart explained in detail, and he was indeed very down-to-earth: "—but when it comes to construction machinery, there are still a few on my farm. There are three tractors, two motorcycles, and a car, but they are often not used and can only be parked in the garage to collect dust."
This--
An ordinary farm has three tractors, one pickup and one car, and two motorcycles——
Is this really an ordinary farm?
Put aside any doubts.
Kurchi and Petrovich got into the car directly. Farmers in southern Africa may not be very conscious, but they still treat guests very warmly.
"The economic situation has been bad in the past few years, the farm operation has been very difficult, and the price of agricultural products has not been sold, and the taxes paid are increasing. The life of farmers is very difficult—" Stuart kept complaining to Kurch in the car .
Tough, and so much farm machinery!
Do you have any special understanding of difficulties?
"Lord Luo is definitely a good man. He established a price protection system for agricultural products, so that our income has a minimum bottom line. Unfortunately, the scriptures are all good scriptures, which were broken by the crooked monk. Master Luo's will has not been fully implemented. If I say that those cruel officials should be killed, they are all bastards—" Stuart cursed, and Kulqi listened for a long time before he was sure that Stuart's "Master Luo" was referring to Rock.
The scriptures are all good scriptures——
This is also normal. Rock's will has reached the grassroots level, but it is impossible to implement it without compromise, and there will always be some deviations.
or over-interpretation.
Either a misunderstanding.
"Don't you ever think about changing?" Kurci entered the working state.
With grievances, Kurch has room to work.
Otherwise, everyone is in harmony, what else can Kurci do?
Stuart glanced at Kulqi with surprise, picked up the walkie-talkie and chatted in Chinese for a while.
Kurchi can't speak Chinese.
But from Stuart's eyes, it seemed that the situation was not good.
It was really not good. Shortly after Kurch arrived at Stewart's farm, the staff from Brad's office followed him.
At this time, Kulqi knew that if he reported a foreign spy, Stuart could get a reward of [-] rand.
(End of this chapter)
The connotation is actually illusory. It is also the interior. The artificial leather is not high-end enough, so what about the real leather?
The same is true leather, pigskin and sheepskin are definitely not the same price, what about deerskin and crocodile leather?
Definitely not the same price.
At this time, how to measure whether the price is a good deal?
Is it impossible to measure at all—
Therefore, in southern Africa, the only real high-end car is the Lord, and the others are arty, shapeless, and have no charm.
The drivers in Johannesburg are all very talkative. After Kurci and Petrovic got in the car, the driver began to talk.
"Johannesburg is a good place. It has the most developed biotechnology in southern Africa. Do you know the Johannesburg Institute of Biotechnology? This school is a holy place in Johannesburg-at the same time, there is a museum donated by Lord Locke and the largest collection of books in southern Africa. Biggest Bigwig library," the taxi driver gushed, clearly proud of the city.
"It's the same eight-hour work, and some people's income is a hundred times, or a thousand times that of yours. Don't you have no complaints?" Kurci fanned the flames, and he tried this trick repeatedly in Europe.
Too bad this is in Southern Africa.
"Complaints—maybe there are, but they are not accurate—" The taxi driver is not easy to fool, and his thoughts are very firm.
"—Why is it a complaint? The boss of our company needs to get through the relationship with the city government and the vehicle management office, get a business license, buy qualified cars, invest millions of dollars, and the annual profit Isn’t that normal for only 10,000+ rand?” The taxi driver didn’t complain much.
This is also what Kurch can't understand the most.
It is said that taxi drivers are all in the exploited class. If they earn ten yuan, they can only lose one yuan, so they must be very resentful.
This is not the case.
From the perspective of the distribution standard alone, it is indeed ten to one.
But the taxi drivers don't seem to be angry. They have their own logic. If they expect a better life, they should work hard instead of labor movement.
"Why is it normal? If you earn ten dollars, nine will belong to your boss, and you can only get one dollar. It's too unfair—" Kurci had an ideal, and started working immediately after arriving in Johannesburg.
If you don't work, you can't do it. The shock of Bigwig City is too strong for Kurqi. If you don't let yourself get busy, Kurchi will doubt whether his work is meaningful.
Johannesburg has had enough of a shock for Kulci.
After arriving in Bigwig City, Kurch's confidence was really shaken for the first time. Even in his concept, Bigwig City is the most ideal state of life, and it can't be better than this.
Ziwei City——
Between Bigwig City and Johannesburg is the Johannesburg Medical School and Bigwig Public School.
Bigwig Public School has been established for more than 30 years. The school has grown from nothing to the current No. [-] middle school in southern Africa—and even the world. The leap is amazing.
The "No. [-] Middle School" of Bigwig Public School was conferred by The Times.
About 20 years ago, the "Times" began to report on Bigwig College, directly pushing Bigwig College to the throne of "No. [-] Middle School".
This may be a misnomer, but the conditions of Bigwig Public School are not bad, and the teaching level is obvious to all. From 1934 to 1938, Bigwig Public School created all the graduates who were admitted to the top ten universities in the world. Nothing Harvard or Cambridge can do.
The Johannesburg School of Medicine is as famous as Bigwig College.
During the First World War, the Johannesburg School of Medicine arranged all the students and faculty members to the front line to provide medical support, and became famous in one fell swoop. Since then, the Johannesburg School of Medicine has become the first choice for field ambulance.
After the outbreak of World War II, as in the last world war, the Johannesburg School of Medicine also sent all its students to the front line to improve their medical skills in actual combat and successfully won the praise of Kurch.
"Stop the car. I'm going to the Johannesburg Medical College to send a bouquet of flowers to the statue of Mr. Abramovich." Kurchi still respects Abu.
As the inventor of penicillin, Abramovich saved millions of lives between the two world wars. No matter how dissatisfied Kurchi was with the federal government of southern Africa, he could not ignore Abramovich's contribution.
"Are you sure?" Petrovich stressed.
Culci, who hadn't realized what was wrong with it, was determined.
Then send flowers.
Abramovich's statue is located in the garden in front of the Johannesburg Administration Building, which represents Abramovich's contribution to Johannesburg. Even Rock can't replace Abramovich's influence on the Johannesburg Medical School.
When Kurch came to Johannesburg School of Administration, the statue of Abramovich was surrounded by flowers, and Kurch could not reach the statue of Abramovich at all.
"Is this prepared in advance?" Kurci was puzzled.
In a capitalist society, how could there be someone who is so loved by ordinary people.
Kurch's first reaction was to fake it, but it doesn't make sense because Petrovic has been with Kurch all the time.
"Really, the people here respect Professor Abu from the bottom of their hearts." Petrovich was really wronged. If he had so much energy, he wouldn't need Kurci's help at all.
Kurch was in a very complicated mood, and there was a long silence after presenting the wreath.
Southern Africa's respect for intellectuals far exceeds Kurchi's expectations.
When he was about to leave Johannesburg Medical School, Kurchi noticed that several staff members from Brad's office were already waiting beside Kurchi's taxi.
"Hey, hey, I didn't do anything. I just offered a bouquet of flowers to the statue of Professor Abu. Does this also violate the laws of southern Africa?" Kurchi was able to deal with these with ease.
As long as it is an official level, Kurci is handy.
The key is the gray areas where black and white are indistinguishable. There is a saying that a scholar meets a soldier, and the reason is unclear. Therefore, Kurch is not afraid of Brad's office, but what he is most afraid of is the jobless people in southern Africa.
"Ah, there is no Mr. Kulci. Our task is to escort him to the hotel safely. There is no other meaning." The agent leader who led the team smiled, as if he didn't know that Brad's office had a bad reputation.
This is also normal.
Brad's office is also divided into internal affairs and external affairs.
Let’s not talk about those people in the internal affairs, their job content is not much different from that of the household registration police.
The field work is very heavy. Comintern staff like Kurchi were monitored by Brad's office as soon as they arrived in southern Africa, and the details will definitely not be made public.
"I understand, thank you for your hard work—" Kurchi was very smart, and he got involved in a few words: "—but you don't have to worry, I'm just playing, I don't have any work tasks."
Coulci didn't tell the truth, and couldn't, without being arrested by Brad's office.
"This is the best way—" The agent leader leading the team was not in a hurry, as long as Kurchi left southern Africa honestly, Brad's office would not take tough measures against Kurchi.
That night, Kurch stayed at the miners' home in Bigwig City.
The miner's homeland is a hotel. It looks plain on the outside, but it has complete facilities, including telephone, heating and TV, which surprised Kulqi even more.
Television has only been around for a few years, and only rich people in Europe would buy it.
In southern Africa, an ordinary hotel already has TV as an auxiliary facility, which really surprised Kulchi.
"Don't be surprised. The cultural center promoted by the Federal Government of Southern Africa is Pretoria, and the economic center is Los Angeles. In fact, Bigwei City is the real economic and cultural center of Southern Africa."
Petrovich wasn't surprised at all, everything was taken for granted.
Let alone culture.
In terms of economy, the per capita GDP of Bigwei City last year was 15000 rand, while that of Los Angeles City was only 14900, so there is no doubt that it is an economic center.
Bigwig City is a city built on a gold mine. Bigwig Public School, Johannesburg Medical School, and the notorious but extremely powerful Westland School for Miners' Children. In terms of quality, Bigwei City is absolutely second to none in Southern Africa.
There is a class called Hope Class in the Westland School for Miners’ Children. All the students in this class can directly enter Nyasaland University without passing the exam.
This alone is enough to attract countless rich men from southern Africa to send their children to the Miners' School in West Rand.
"Tomorrow I will find an ordinary miner's family. I want to confirm the living conditions of the workers in the West Rand mining area." Kurqi is pragmatic. He still firmly believes that the glory of Bigwei City is built on the foundation of rich people such as Rock, It has nothing to do with ordinary workers.
"No problem, as you wish—" Petrovich was dutiful, seeing is believing, and the real situation in the Rand mining area still needs to be seen by Kurch himself.
Then watch.
The next day, Petrovich arranged for Kurchi to visit an ordinary family of miners in the Far West Rand gold mines.
Kurci seemed to have doubts about Petrovich's trust, so he decided to randomly choose a miner's family, so he went to Stewart's farm next to the Alligator River.
The area of Stewart's farm is not large, about 120 acres, but in the Transvaal, a farm of this size is already rare.
"The farms around the Transvaal are currently priced but not marketed, with an average of [-] rand per acre, but if you buy them at this price, you will definitely not be able to sell them." Petrovic understands the prices of farms in the Transvaal.
Ten thousand rand!
The price made Kurchi tremble.
After the outbreak of World War II, only southern Africa in the world still implemented the gold standard system, and one gram of gold was exchanged for one rand.
In this way, Stuart's farm is worth about 1200 kilograms of gold.
1200 kg——
Equal to 1.2 tons.
It is roughly equivalent to one-ten-thousandth of France's gold reserves.
Simply speaking of 1.2 tons of gold, many people may not have the concept.
But compared with France's gold reserves, there is a concrete concept immediately.
"The price is already so high, why not sell it?" Kurchi was puzzled.
The conditions of the farms in the suburbs of the Transvaal may not be that good, at least the road traffic is not very good, there is not even a concrete road——
cement road!
It occurred to Kulci that he seemed to be getting more and more used to Southern African standards.
The cement roads in European countries, not to mention rural farms, have not been fully repaired even between major cities.
This is understandable, and Southern Africa is not unattainable.
Thinking about it this way, my mood just got better, and it didn't take long before I was hit hard again.
John Stewart, the owner of Stewart Farm, made preparations early when he learned that Kulci was going to visit his farm.
There is no cement road on the farm, but there are pickup trucks.
And there was more than one. When Kurch was about to go to Stewart's farm, Stewart and his three sons drove four pickups to pick up Kurch and his party.
"There are four pickup trucks on your farm?" Kurchi felt that it was impossible, but he didn't feel surprised.
In fact, in the past few days, the Transvaal has surprised Kurqi too much, so even if Kurchi encounters aliens attacking the earth now, I am afraid that he will not be too surprised.
"No, there is only one pickup truck on my farm, and these are all borrowed from neighbors—" Stuart explained in detail, and he was indeed very down-to-earth: "—but when it comes to construction machinery, there are still a few on my farm. There are three tractors, two motorcycles, and a car, but they are often not used and can only be parked in the garage to collect dust."
This--
An ordinary farm has three tractors, one pickup and one car, and two motorcycles——
Is this really an ordinary farm?
Put aside any doubts.
Kurchi and Petrovich got into the car directly. Farmers in southern Africa may not be very conscious, but they still treat guests very warmly.
"The economic situation has been bad in the past few years, the farm operation has been very difficult, and the price of agricultural products has not been sold, and the taxes paid are increasing. The life of farmers is very difficult—" Stuart kept complaining to Kurch in the car .
Tough, and so much farm machinery!
Do you have any special understanding of difficulties?
"Lord Luo is definitely a good man. He established a price protection system for agricultural products, so that our income has a minimum bottom line. Unfortunately, the scriptures are all good scriptures, which were broken by the crooked monk. Master Luo's will has not been fully implemented. If I say that those cruel officials should be killed, they are all bastards—" Stuart cursed, and Kulqi listened for a long time before he was sure that Stuart's "Master Luo" was referring to Rock.
The scriptures are all good scriptures——
This is also normal. Rock's will has reached the grassroots level, but it is impossible to implement it without compromise, and there will always be some deviations.
or over-interpretation.
Either a misunderstanding.
"Don't you ever think about changing?" Kurci entered the working state.
With grievances, Kurch has room to work.
Otherwise, everyone is in harmony, what else can Kurci do?
Stuart glanced at Kulqi with surprise, picked up the walkie-talkie and chatted in Chinese for a while.
Kurchi can't speak Chinese.
But from Stuart's eyes, it seemed that the situation was not good.
It was really not good. Shortly after Kurch arrived at Stewart's farm, the staff from Brad's office followed him.
At this time, Kulqi knew that if he reported a foreign spy, Stuart could get a reward of [-] rand.
(End of this chapter)
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