I want to be a warlord

"If we were in the UK, I would never dare to provoke the BBC, the British, or the reporters. Both the British and the reporters have huge influence in Europe." In the car, Wang Zhen put one hand on the window and was very worried. He said casually: "If it were in the Middle East, I would burn down their houses at most, but I wouldn't kill anyone."

"Although the royal families in the Middle East hate the BBC, they are naturally at a disadvantage when facing the British who control the media mouthpiece."

"But luckily, this is Africa!"

"It's Nansu, where the electrification rate is less than 5%. Who the hell can hear what they are saying!"

"The BBC's so-called influence in Africa is bullshit. This is why France can still control the entire West Africa after World War II, while the UK can at most maintain its so-called influence."

"What's more, this is South Sudan, and the oil industry, which accounts for 95% of economic income, is controlled by China. Although China will not exert any influence through this, it at least avoids the possibility of any other country affecting South Sudan through its economy. "

"As for force...ha, no one will start a war in South Russia, not even the United States, because it is worthless."

"Then the rest is politics. As one of the poorest countries in the world, does Kiir need to consider the so-called political influence?"

"They are all so poor..." Wang Zhen sneered, "In today's South Sudan, I can speak better than the British. Even if the British are willing to spend 100 million US dollars to help South Sudan develop its economy, it will be useless. "

"Nansu is short of money, but it is not short of money either. It can still get hundreds of millions of investments, but the problem is people. What they lack is people to do things!"

"That's me, Wang Zhen!"

"That's a good point, but don't say it again next time. I'm not Kiir." Donkey waved his hand casually without looking at Wang Zhen.

He came to see the fun, and after seeing it, he didn't bother to care about other messy things.

"Your uncle, didn't you ask specifically?" Wang Zhen punched him angrily.

"I just asked a few words, but look what you did?" Donkey looked at Wang Zhen speechlessly, "You kept talking all the time, like an old woman who was abandoned by her husband!"

"If you're pretty and cute, then forget it. The problem is, you're a fucking man."

"Very good." Wang Zhen gave a thumbs up, "In March 2018, Mr. Donkey scolded me in the car, but I was not angry."

donkey:"……"

……

This time Wang Zhen didn’t come to Juba just to complain about the BBC. He really had something serious to do.

They only separated halfway after entering the city. Another group of people sent the chiefs of Toheti, Luosha and Lupu tribes to the Baijing Juba Hotel.

Since Kiir said he would set up a special investigation team, it will definitely be set up.

As a victim, Wang Zhen will definitely cooperate actively. Anyway, the bad things were all done by Bolvar Dawut, and the other five chiefs were just deceived. At most, they will suffer some verbal criticism, and there will be no substantial losses.

The so-called investigation means that the results have been determined before the investigation team is established.

Just like everyone knows who the award will be awarded to before voting, and everyone knows before the trial whether the defendant is guilty or not and how many years he will be sentenced.

No negotiation is ever truly concluded at the bargaining table!

"Hi, Mr. Kiir, the greatest President of South Sudan, nice to see you." Wang Zhen said with a smile as he got off the car.

"Okay, come on, king, come in." Kil replied with a smile. He liked this title.

"Those guys have already agreed, and I've designed the script for them, so there's no problem. Of course, I'm talking about the fact that no one asked those particularly tricky questions." After entering the room and serving coffee, Wang Zhen smiled. said.

"I believe it, just like I believe in myself." Keir smiled and complimented, "As for your investigation, every force involved must be present, even though you are the victim."

"Victim representative, donkey." Wang Zhen pointed towards the donkey.

"Ah?" Donkey was looking at the decoration in the house boredly when he suddenly heard his name and was a little confused.

"Our Deputy General Manager, Mr. Neil Mountbatten will represent Tejas Defense."

"Ah!" Donkey looked at Wang Zhen in shock. Didn't he arrange a shovel? How to do it yourself?

"Yes, it's you, handsome gentleman. The shovel is too ugly. It affects the image of the company and makes people think that our company is a group of fierce people. The kind of rough people who can do anything. It's you." It's more suitable, especially for dealing with middle-aged and elderly female reporters." Wang Zhen raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile.

"Fake!" Donkey's eyes widened, "Take revenge on me!"

"Don't say that. I, Wang Zhen, am fair and impartial and will never bring emotions to work." Wang Zhen said seriously.

Answering Wang Zhen is a donkey's middle finger raised high. Being investigated and interviewed is not an easy job.

Of course, Donkey won't refuse. It's useless. Wang Zhen will find other ways to retaliate against him if he disagrees this time. Sooner or later...

got used to!

Seeing the two people arguing, Kil also laughed. It was obvious that the internal atmosphere of Guanghui Defense was very good. "How are you doing over there? These things haven't delayed the progress of the project, right?" Keir smiled and changed the subject.

"This is good news for me." Wang Zhen leaned on the sofa and said very relaxedly: "These guys have made trouble for me before. They responded passively, did not object, and did not cooperate. Inaction makes me feel very uncomfortable.”

"It's okay now, let's jump out together, recruit a group of people and kill a group of them, and kill the biggest thorns. The others have also surrendered. Only now, Najishot is completely under control."

“Under the leadership of South Sudan’s founding father Kiir, South Sudan’s opportunity for development has finally arrived.”

"And I, Wang Zhen, will take the lead in charging for President Kiir!"

Hahaha, Kil laughed uncontrollably.

The donkey curled his lips quietly, Damn, you're a flatterer!

Who doesn’t like to hear good words, especially when the compliment comes from someone whom they recognize?

Seeing that the heat was almost over, Wang Zhen suddenly mentioned, "Actually, there are still some problems that need to be solved in Nansu."

"Oh, what's the problem?" Kil asked with a smile.

"Administrative execution ability." Wang Zhen said seemingly casually: "How to implement Juba's local administrative orders to the greatest extent possible."

Of course, Keir understood the meaning of Wang Zhen's words, which was very euphemistic.

In South Jiangsu, the administrative orders of local governments cannot be fully implemented. The local governments are either grass-roots teams, puppets, or exist in name only.

In most cases, local areas are controlled by large local tribes, who neither listen to instructions nor propaganda.

There was nothing Kiel could do about this situation.

This is an issue left over from history. Of course, the lack of influence of the Juba government is also the key.

Wang Zhen has always remembered a line from Ming Dynasty 1566: Jiajing: The imperial court is just a few palaces and a few yamen, and food must be eaten in separate pots.

Theoretically, the imperial court is a whole, but in fact, the imperial court is a complex organism composed of different yamen. In other words, it is composed of different political forces including the supreme ruler.

Everyone's interests are not always aligned.

Therefore, we often see that what the court says and what it does are completely opposite. This is not because the court is insane, but an external manifestation of the internal contradictions of a complex political system.

No matter in ancient or modern times, it happens every day at home and abroad that orders issued by the imperial court are not implemented at the local level. They are violated, tampered with, or simply slapped in the face.

The supreme ruler and the court are not omniscient and omnipotent, that is, there are several palaces and yamen, and the food still has to be shared.

When it comes to South Sudan, most of the oil fields are on the territory of the Nuer people, but the president and the majority ethnic group are Dinka.

Now you have to take the money you earned and distribute it to the poor people who have nothing to do with it. Do you agree?

This will definitely lead to civil war!

If it comes to Juba and other places, your Juba government can't allocate funds to us every year, but it still wants to take away our rights from us. Why?

If you want power, you can defeat us!

But the problem is, now Kiel has no money!

In order to let the money earned from selling oil fall into the hands of the government, we have been fighting with Martial for eight years!

"I think now is a good opportunity. There must be a pilot for everything." Wang Zhen said with a smile: "Previously, the local government could say that Juba did not understand the situation, and many administrative orders could not be implemented at all. This or that Difficulties."

"But now that there are concrete results, after fully implementing Juba's orders, Naji Saud has developed quickly and is on the rocket. What else can be said about that place?"

"If you continue to oppose and resist, you are openly rebelling. It is natural to send troops to quell the rebellion."

Keir nodded in agreement. Now he also found that piloting this thing is really useful.

"Wang, what do you think of the position of mayor of Nagishot City?" Kil asked with a smile.

"No, I'm a yellow man, not a black man." Wang Zhen shook his head and refused without hesitation: "I don't want to cause trouble!"

"Toheti, Rocha, Lupu, any chief of the tribe is fine, or choose a new chief of the Dinka tribe and let him stand up and be the mayor. Anyway, don't look for me!"

"I still believe that you can lead Najishot better. You don't have to care about what other people say. I will always believe in you." Kiel said sincerely.

"Forget it, cement plants, hydropower stations, future steel plants, mines, I still have to lead the fucking war. Ha, how much salary is the government going to give me to hire me?" Wang Zhen waved his hand, "At most, I don't need to be in charge. City Council Speaker.”

"Okay, okay." Kil sighed as if he was really sorry.

Donkey sat aside, his eyes moving back and forth between the two of them, Damn, why does the tea smell like tea... (End of this chapter)