Reborn South Africa as a police officer
Chapter 708 Innocent
Chapter 708 Innocent
It's not that Roque is not rigorous, it's that everyone present has a lot of weight. When a minister, a first secretary of the federal government, a mayor, and an industry leader all agree on something, then this matter There is no room for change.
The results are indeed shocking. Of the 37 gold mines in the Rand mining area, 15 have been smuggled to varying degrees in the past two years. The largest smuggling took place at the Zangwill Gold Mine under the name of the Anglo-American Mining Company. , NO.15 last December, the Johannesburg Police Department and the Umbrella Company jointly seized 1.5 tons of smuggled gold at the Johannesburg Railway Station. The stolen goods were captured together. Although the owner of the goods absconded and has not been captured yet, this batch of gold came from the Zangwill Gold Mine.
"A total of 20 pounds, these people are really greedy and shameless!" Marcus Beaufort was heartbroken, this was seized, how many were not seized?
No one can tell.
"Sealing mines, arresting people, checking accounts, and if there are other criminal facts, deal with them together." Rock did it in one go, and Anglo-American Mining Company was doomed this time.
Enterprises these days cannot be investigated. If they really want to investigate, there will be problems everywhere, not to mention the direct order of Roque. There must be output, there must be tax evasion, there must be abuse of miners, and there must be environmental pollution.
There is no need for many charges. The most common situation is that most of the miners in Johannesburg are Africans. Except for a few gold mines, the living conditions of most miners are very harsh. It is not uncommon for them to be abused or even tortured to death. They are not considered formal southern African residents, so the Johannesburg city government turned a blind eye to it before. If they really want to make an argument, one of the gold mines in Johannesburg counts as one, and no one can run away.
The Rock Gold Mine is now also using African miners. There is no way, most of the Chinese miners have bought farms and become a new generation of farmers. Rock can only hire Africans to mine.
Of course, the working environment of the Rock Gold Mine is considered good among all the gold mines in Johannesburg, but it still cannot avoid accidents.
The Rock Gold Mine will compensate the families of the miners after every accident, so the Rock Gold Mine has a good reputation in the Johannesburg Mining Union.
The most notorious are the gold mines owned by the De Beers Consolidated Mining Company.
"Yes, sir." Gothe couldn't help but be overjoyed when he left. As the chief of police, Gothe may not be able to get a separate gold mine, but it is still very possible to get some shares for a living. Even stick it.
To Roque's surprise, the miners of the Marcellus Gold Mine did not agree to Roque's request.
They hoped to negotiate, but the venue for the negotiation could not be in the place designated by Rock, but in the Marcellus Gold Mine, and the reporters from Orange were also invited to participate.
This request was firmly rejected by Rock.
"Why do you have to be a reporter from Orange?" Rock was in a bad mood. He thought it was just a simple strike, but now it seems that there is indeed something hidden.
"Those miners don't trust journalists outside of Orange—" The miners who came into contact with the miners were sent by the Johannesburg Mining Union, and the miners refused to contact the police and the army.
"They can't even read the newspaper, how do they know the tendency of the newspaper? Do they understand the word' tendency'?" Rock sneered, the amount of information requested was a bit large.
"Now is not the time to discuss this issue. Do you want to agree to the miners' request?" Stoudemire doesn't care about newspapers. The Times is controlled by Rock, just like it is controlled by Stoudemire.
"If you want to go, I will definitely not go. Is Aiden okay?" Rock was decisive. Aiden took the initiative to take the hostage because his brain was kicked by a donkey. Rock would not make the same mistake.
The relationship between Rock and Aiden is also good. They once fought against the Boer coalition forces together, so they can be regarded as half comrades in arms.
Although Aiden's performance on the battlefield is not very good.
"Aiden's safety is fine. He ate well and slept well. The miners didn't hurt him." Stoudemire was not surprised at all. The miners didn't dare to hurt Aiden because they were afraid of retaliation afterwards. Don't look at Aiden who often suffers in front of Rock, but For Stoudemire, Aiden is still a good subordinate.
Regardless of ability, at least loyalty is fine.
Speaking of being the manager of De Beers Consolidated Mining Company in the Johannesburg area, Aiden's ability is still good.
Commercial aspects only.
"Tell those miners that they don't agree to my request, and that water and food will be cut off from tomorrow." Rock was ruthless, not caring about Aiden's life or death at all.
At this time, you can't care about it. The more Rock cares, the more demanding the miners will be. In the end, the talk will completely collapse.
So it's better to stiffen your wrists from the beginning. To put it bluntly, if Aiden hadn't taken the initiative to send it to the door, Rock would have ordered a storm by now. The management of the Marcellus Gold Mine had all If they escape, they won't stay as hostages.
"Okay." Stoudemire is not stupid. Although strikes are rare in southern Africa, they are normal in Europe and the United States. Otherwise, Stoudemire would not be so resistant to trade union organizations.
The person assigned by the Johannesburg Mining Union to contact the Marcellus Gold Mine miners is called Lulu. He is half white, a rare mixed race. It must be said that the genes of Africans are indeed strong, at least from the outside. See, Lulu's African heritage is still evident.
It's not the black shiny one, but the kind of black with a little matte.
In the eyes of other white people or Chinese, Lulu is a standard African, but Lulu never thinks so. Lulu firmly believes that he should be classified as a civilized person, so his dressing style is similar to that of white people.
When he came to the Marcellus Gold Mine again, Lulu still rudely refused the miners who tried to check Lulu: "Go away, Neko—"
This name is really uncivilized.
"Dude, you'd better figure it out, the knife is in my hand now—" The miner's face was ugly, and it was really hard to tell if you didn't look carefully, the color was too heavy.
"So what, if you dare to kill me, the military police outside will rush in immediately, and all of you will die by then." Lu Lu is confident, not because of Lu Lu's bravery, but because of the strength of the mine. The blockade outside gave Lulu great confidence.
Just behind Lulu, four armored vehicles lined up, with machine gun shooters on the vehicles watching fiercely. Behind the armored vehicles were professional soldiers waiting in full force. Farther away was a blockade line set up by the police, and there were patrolling mercenaries at the outermost periphery. Breaking, or the order is issued, or the strike miners walk out of the mine, and they will immediately be mercilessly attacked by the army.
"Let him come over—" A shirtless African man waved his hand.
"Moore, you are not qualified to ask Lord Nyasaland. I advise you to agree to Lord Nyasaland's request, or you will be cut off from water and food tomorrow." Lulu was simple and straightforward, looking at the shirtless man. Han's eyes were full of disdain.
"Lord Nyasaland is not worried about us killing those white people?" Moore's face was ugly, but he was not too surprised.
"Get to know Moore, Lord Nyasaland is Chinese." Lulu shook his head, really caring about his skin color.
"So what about the Chinese? They're not white!" Moore's voice was low, obviously a little guilty.
"It's pointless to argue about this issue, Moore, listen to me, you'd better accept Lord Nyasaland's suggestion, in fact, I want to say that Lord Nyasaland has shown enough sincerity, you can send representatives to Johannesburg The city government is negotiating, and Lord Nyasaland himself will also participate, think about it, if it weren't for this, you would never have the opportunity to enter the Johannesburg city government in your life." When Lulu said this, he said to Mo I'm a little envious.
But not much, maybe Moore and the others still have illusions, but Lulu knows that the miners here must be in a lot of trouble in the future.
Whether there is a future is another matter.
"We can't go, if we walk out of the mine, we will be shot by the army."
"When negotiating you don't—"
"Will reporters be there?"
"There should be—"
Other Africans were immediately chattering.
"Are there any reporters involved?" Moore finally thought of this question.
"Yes, but it's not a reporter from Orange, but a reporter from The Times. Do you know The Times? It's the newspaper with the largest circulation in the British Empire." Lulu dismissed it, and wanted to ask Moore if he could read it. I understand, but I didn't ask after all.
"You better accept Lord Nyasaland's request. Lord Nyasaland is different from those weak Frenchmen. Do you know how many white people died at the hands of Lord Nyasaland during the Boer War? The Boer coalition forces Lord Nyasaland personally killed the commander-in-chief, so if you want to use me to threaten Lord Nyasaland, then you are wrong, Lord Nyasaland never accepts any threats." The miners did not abuse Aiden, Aiden was also listening at the scene, and he was able to express his opinion.
"Moore, we can't trust them—" Someone was determined.
"Then what do you want? Just stay here and wait to die? Don't forget to cut off water and food starting tomorrow. If you really want to die, I have no problem with more than 2000 people being buried with me." Aiden is also big-hearted. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been dizzy and sent him to the door as a hostage.
"If I cut off one of your hands, do you think Lord Nyasaland will agree to my request?" Moore took another approach.
"Who knows, maybe it will, maybe it won't, you can try—" Aiden is also not afraid of death, and he hasn't shed any blood yet, so the military and police outside can maintain restraint, otherwise he really thinks that Rock is so Easy to talk?
Innocent!
(End of this chapter)
It's not that Roque is not rigorous, it's that everyone present has a lot of weight. When a minister, a first secretary of the federal government, a mayor, and an industry leader all agree on something, then this matter There is no room for change.
The results are indeed shocking. Of the 37 gold mines in the Rand mining area, 15 have been smuggled to varying degrees in the past two years. The largest smuggling took place at the Zangwill Gold Mine under the name of the Anglo-American Mining Company. , NO.15 last December, the Johannesburg Police Department and the Umbrella Company jointly seized 1.5 tons of smuggled gold at the Johannesburg Railway Station. The stolen goods were captured together. Although the owner of the goods absconded and has not been captured yet, this batch of gold came from the Zangwill Gold Mine.
"A total of 20 pounds, these people are really greedy and shameless!" Marcus Beaufort was heartbroken, this was seized, how many were not seized?
No one can tell.
"Sealing mines, arresting people, checking accounts, and if there are other criminal facts, deal with them together." Rock did it in one go, and Anglo-American Mining Company was doomed this time.
Enterprises these days cannot be investigated. If they really want to investigate, there will be problems everywhere, not to mention the direct order of Roque. There must be output, there must be tax evasion, there must be abuse of miners, and there must be environmental pollution.
There is no need for many charges. The most common situation is that most of the miners in Johannesburg are Africans. Except for a few gold mines, the living conditions of most miners are very harsh. It is not uncommon for them to be abused or even tortured to death. They are not considered formal southern African residents, so the Johannesburg city government turned a blind eye to it before. If they really want to make an argument, one of the gold mines in Johannesburg counts as one, and no one can run away.
The Rock Gold Mine is now also using African miners. There is no way, most of the Chinese miners have bought farms and become a new generation of farmers. Rock can only hire Africans to mine.
Of course, the working environment of the Rock Gold Mine is considered good among all the gold mines in Johannesburg, but it still cannot avoid accidents.
The Rock Gold Mine will compensate the families of the miners after every accident, so the Rock Gold Mine has a good reputation in the Johannesburg Mining Union.
The most notorious are the gold mines owned by the De Beers Consolidated Mining Company.
"Yes, sir." Gothe couldn't help but be overjoyed when he left. As the chief of police, Gothe may not be able to get a separate gold mine, but it is still very possible to get some shares for a living. Even stick it.
To Roque's surprise, the miners of the Marcellus Gold Mine did not agree to Roque's request.
They hoped to negotiate, but the venue for the negotiation could not be in the place designated by Rock, but in the Marcellus Gold Mine, and the reporters from Orange were also invited to participate.
This request was firmly rejected by Rock.
"Why do you have to be a reporter from Orange?" Rock was in a bad mood. He thought it was just a simple strike, but now it seems that there is indeed something hidden.
"Those miners don't trust journalists outside of Orange—" The miners who came into contact with the miners were sent by the Johannesburg Mining Union, and the miners refused to contact the police and the army.
"They can't even read the newspaper, how do they know the tendency of the newspaper? Do they understand the word' tendency'?" Rock sneered, the amount of information requested was a bit large.
"Now is not the time to discuss this issue. Do you want to agree to the miners' request?" Stoudemire doesn't care about newspapers. The Times is controlled by Rock, just like it is controlled by Stoudemire.
"If you want to go, I will definitely not go. Is Aiden okay?" Rock was decisive. Aiden took the initiative to take the hostage because his brain was kicked by a donkey. Rock would not make the same mistake.
The relationship between Rock and Aiden is also good. They once fought against the Boer coalition forces together, so they can be regarded as half comrades in arms.
Although Aiden's performance on the battlefield is not very good.
"Aiden's safety is fine. He ate well and slept well. The miners didn't hurt him." Stoudemire was not surprised at all. The miners didn't dare to hurt Aiden because they were afraid of retaliation afterwards. Don't look at Aiden who often suffers in front of Rock, but For Stoudemire, Aiden is still a good subordinate.
Regardless of ability, at least loyalty is fine.
Speaking of being the manager of De Beers Consolidated Mining Company in the Johannesburg area, Aiden's ability is still good.
Commercial aspects only.
"Tell those miners that they don't agree to my request, and that water and food will be cut off from tomorrow." Rock was ruthless, not caring about Aiden's life or death at all.
At this time, you can't care about it. The more Rock cares, the more demanding the miners will be. In the end, the talk will completely collapse.
So it's better to stiffen your wrists from the beginning. To put it bluntly, if Aiden hadn't taken the initiative to send it to the door, Rock would have ordered a storm by now. The management of the Marcellus Gold Mine had all If they escape, they won't stay as hostages.
"Okay." Stoudemire is not stupid. Although strikes are rare in southern Africa, they are normal in Europe and the United States. Otherwise, Stoudemire would not be so resistant to trade union organizations.
The person assigned by the Johannesburg Mining Union to contact the Marcellus Gold Mine miners is called Lulu. He is half white, a rare mixed race. It must be said that the genes of Africans are indeed strong, at least from the outside. See, Lulu's African heritage is still evident.
It's not the black shiny one, but the kind of black with a little matte.
In the eyes of other white people or Chinese, Lulu is a standard African, but Lulu never thinks so. Lulu firmly believes that he should be classified as a civilized person, so his dressing style is similar to that of white people.
When he came to the Marcellus Gold Mine again, Lulu still rudely refused the miners who tried to check Lulu: "Go away, Neko—"
This name is really uncivilized.
"Dude, you'd better figure it out, the knife is in my hand now—" The miner's face was ugly, and it was really hard to tell if you didn't look carefully, the color was too heavy.
"So what, if you dare to kill me, the military police outside will rush in immediately, and all of you will die by then." Lu Lu is confident, not because of Lu Lu's bravery, but because of the strength of the mine. The blockade outside gave Lulu great confidence.
Just behind Lulu, four armored vehicles lined up, with machine gun shooters on the vehicles watching fiercely. Behind the armored vehicles were professional soldiers waiting in full force. Farther away was a blockade line set up by the police, and there were patrolling mercenaries at the outermost periphery. Breaking, or the order is issued, or the strike miners walk out of the mine, and they will immediately be mercilessly attacked by the army.
"Let him come over—" A shirtless African man waved his hand.
"Moore, you are not qualified to ask Lord Nyasaland. I advise you to agree to Lord Nyasaland's request, or you will be cut off from water and food tomorrow." Lulu was simple and straightforward, looking at the shirtless man. Han's eyes were full of disdain.
"Lord Nyasaland is not worried about us killing those white people?" Moore's face was ugly, but he was not too surprised.
"Get to know Moore, Lord Nyasaland is Chinese." Lulu shook his head, really caring about his skin color.
"So what about the Chinese? They're not white!" Moore's voice was low, obviously a little guilty.
"It's pointless to argue about this issue, Moore, listen to me, you'd better accept Lord Nyasaland's suggestion, in fact, I want to say that Lord Nyasaland has shown enough sincerity, you can send representatives to Johannesburg The city government is negotiating, and Lord Nyasaland himself will also participate, think about it, if it weren't for this, you would never have the opportunity to enter the Johannesburg city government in your life." When Lulu said this, he said to Mo I'm a little envious.
But not much, maybe Moore and the others still have illusions, but Lulu knows that the miners here must be in a lot of trouble in the future.
Whether there is a future is another matter.
"We can't go, if we walk out of the mine, we will be shot by the army."
"When negotiating you don't—"
"Will reporters be there?"
"There should be—"
Other Africans were immediately chattering.
"Are there any reporters involved?" Moore finally thought of this question.
"Yes, but it's not a reporter from Orange, but a reporter from The Times. Do you know The Times? It's the newspaper with the largest circulation in the British Empire." Lulu dismissed it, and wanted to ask Moore if he could read it. I understand, but I didn't ask after all.
"You better accept Lord Nyasaland's request. Lord Nyasaland is different from those weak Frenchmen. Do you know how many white people died at the hands of Lord Nyasaland during the Boer War? The Boer coalition forces Lord Nyasaland personally killed the commander-in-chief, so if you want to use me to threaten Lord Nyasaland, then you are wrong, Lord Nyasaland never accepts any threats." The miners did not abuse Aiden, Aiden was also listening at the scene, and he was able to express his opinion.
"Moore, we can't trust them—" Someone was determined.
"Then what do you want? Just stay here and wait to die? Don't forget to cut off water and food starting tomorrow. If you really want to die, I have no problem with more than 2000 people being buried with me." Aiden is also big-hearted. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been dizzy and sent him to the door as a hostage.
"If I cut off one of your hands, do you think Lord Nyasaland will agree to my request?" Moore took another approach.
"Who knows, maybe it will, maybe it won't, you can try—" Aiden is also not afraid of death, and he hasn't shed any blood yet, so the military and police outside can maintain restraint, otherwise he really thinks that Rock is so Easy to talk?
Innocent!
(End of this chapter)
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