Great Power Reclamation

Chapter 2533 Another person with the surname Xu

The little girl blinked, took the chocolate, and actually greeted in Chinese:

"Hello!"

Yang Geyong was happy because he liked girls who could speak Chinese.

In fact, almost all schools in Marseille now offer Chinese classes, he just didn't know about it.

The little girl looked at their car and couldn't help but praise it.

“What a beautiful car.”

  Yang Geyong patted the seat:

"Come up and sit for a while?"

The little girl got into the car barefoot with a bright smile on her face.

Yang Geyong started the car and drove at full speed for a circle. The little girl laughed happily.

  Then, she said to the two people with a serious expression:

"You guys buy me a ride, so I'll buy you a meal?"

Yang Geyong agreed without hesitation: "Okay, okay, where is your home?"

The little girl raised her hand and pointed at a few houses not far away:

"Well, there it is."

As soon as Yang Geyong stepped on the gas, the car drove past.

People here like to cook outdoors, and they are used to building very small houses, which are just places to sleep.

There are only a few families living there, and their conditions don't look very good, with the thatched houses being a bit shabby.

At this time, several families were cooking outside. When they saw the car coming, they looked at it in surprise.

  Then the little girl got out of the car and shouted to a man:

"Dad, I'm back with guests."

The man had a simple and honest face and was missing a tooth. He quickly wiped his hands on his pants and shook hands with them.

When several neighbors saw that there were guests at his house, they took out dried meat and dried fish and asked him to cook.

Seeing everyone like this, Yang Geyong also took out some canned food and wine from the car and invited everyone to eat together.

The Africans were enthusiastic and equally polite. One of them pointed at the two of them and screamed.

Yang Geyong was curious, how could someone in their place know him and Ye Yuze? As a result, the man came out holding two photos.

Ye Yuze was stunned. It turned out to be a photo of him and Yang Geyong.

They already knew some Maasai, and the little girl explained to them that people in this area hung their pictures in every household and said they were the patron saints of Maasai.

Ye Yuze was ashamed, Yang Geyong was in high spirits, he didn't expect that he would have such a highlight moment.

Knowing that they had come in person, a group of people knelt down and Ye Yuze quickly pulled them up to drink together.

As soon as the wine went into their stomachs, the restraint disappeared in a moment, but they all talked about the two people's deeds one by one, as if they knew them by heart.

They all knew about the fact that Lighter had just returned to China, because that was also the first time Ye Yuze and Yang Geyong came here.

  Ye Yuze was full of mixed emotions, while Yang Geyong was full of vigor and vitality. What good people!

Later, Ye Yuze looked around and felt that something was wrong, because he rarely saw thatched houses along the way. The government helped build wooden houses in every village.

Besides, there are only a few families, and Africans like to live in groups, mostly in villages.

The little girl told him that their village had become an iron mine, all the villagers had moved away, and the land was gone, so the boss dispersed them and formed groups of several households.

  Looking at their simple thatched house, Ye Yuze asked curiously:

“Didn’t I build a house for you?”

The girl's father shook his head. "It was a Chinese businessman. He said he was your relative. We needed steel in Marseille. Since he was your relative, we didn't cause any trouble to him. We can live in a shed. There are fruits everywhere. We won't starve."

Ye Yuze's face turned pale. Who the hell did this? Marseille had clear compensation measures for demolitions caused by mining, but they just drove people out without giving them houses or land.

But these simple people, because he was a Chinese businessman, unconditionally supported him and moved out. Yang Geyong's face was gloomy. He had just become a god, but he was slapped in the face. He couldn't drink the wine anymore, so he stood up.

"Please take us to see the iron mine. We are here to inspect it."

Several men readily agreed and the group walked towards the iron mine together.

They passed several settlements along the way, all of which were people from their village. When they saw Ye Yuze and Yang Geyong, they immediately knelt down and bowed.

Yang Geyong became even more angry. Which bastard dared to be so arrogant to such good people?

The iron ore was very simple and the method of mining was very primitive, using only explosives and manpower, and the miners were all pale and thin.

Ye Yuze suddenly asked the little girl's father: "Aren't the people who are missing from work from the village?"

The man had a painful expression on his face: "We all worked here at first, but after several people died, no one came anymore, so the boss started recruiting people from elsewhere."

Ye Yuze: "How did he solve the problem when someone died?"

The man thought for a moment and said, "10,000 Marseille coins per person."

Ye Yuze was very clear about the exchange rate here, that is, for every death, this guy would only give people 1,000 RMB.

At this time, several large trucks were loading ore. A fat and big-eared man in a beach suit, smoking a pipe, was scolding the workers who were loading the trucks.

The bodyguards around him looked fierce, and the miners worked silently without saying a word.

  Ye Yuze and Yang Geyong watched for a while and asked the man next to them:

"what is his name?"

"Xu Dongjin."

At this time, Xu Dongjin also saw so many people coming, walked over to take a look, and scolded:

"What are all of you doing here? You resigned on your own accord. I won't pay you for those few months!"

Then he suddenly saw Ye Yuze and Yang Geyong, pointed at their noses and said:

"Get out of here now and stop getting involved with these poor bastards. I mine to contribute to Marseille, and it's their honor to work for free."

Ye Yuze said calmly: "Are you from Xuzhuang?"

Xu Dongjin looked surprised: "You still know Xuzhuang? Not simple, are you scared? Ye Yuze and his uncle are both from our village. We are close relatives!"

Ye Yuze smiled: "What is your relationship with that lottery ticket seller?"

Xu Dongjin's face changed: "How do you know him? Who are you?"

Yang Geyong kicked him and said, "Just answer the questions you are asked. Otherwise, you will die without knowing how you did it."

Several bodyguards rushed over, and the people spontaneously surrounded Ye Yuze and Yang Geyong. They shouted at them:

"This is Ye Shen and Jun Shen."

The bodyguards showed fear on their faces and turned around and ran away. They couldn't afford to offend him. If they didn't run away, they would be in trouble along with their boss.

Xu Dongjin also understood what the people were shouting at this time. He also looked terrified. Fatty Xu, who was selling lottery tickets, was his uncle.

In fact, his family had already called him and told him to hide away and not to get involved in the mine, but he was reluctant to part with the money.

  I can work for free and just need to be given some food. I can make a fortune every day. Besides, the place is so high and the sky is so far away, how could I be discovered by Ye Yuze and the others?

Who would have thought that my luck would be so bad? They actually came to me.

Ye Yuze sighed: "Call all the officials who are handling the procedures for you..."

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　　(End of this chapter)