I want to be a warlord

The driver supervisor's words stirred up a hornet's nest.

Naturally, the donated materials are indispensable for food, including a lot of flour, rice, palm oil, etc., as well as some other soy products, at least when they enter customs.

But after unloading the goods at the warehouse, the drivers were given a new task. They had just brought back a lot of cassava flour, corn flour, and I don't know what brand of oil they were.

These items were pulled into the warehouse to replace the donated supplies.

It's like the Ming court distributing supplies to Mao Wenlong's Pi Island.

When the money comes down, the organization takes a bite out of operating expenses.

The supporters behind it purchase items at high prices to take a bite.

After leaving the customs, the high-level supplies were floating around without even taking a bite.

After arriving at the port, the middle level took a bite of replacement supplies.

Charity disaster relief...

The water is so deep!

……

"You damn nigger, your head is full of insect repellents. Did your mother put all the feces in her stomach into your head when she gave birth to you!" The white man pointed at the driver supervisor with a sullen face. He started scolding, "What the hell do you want to do, break the rules!?"

"Didn't anyone teach you how to speak before you came here?"

"If you want to die, that's fine. It's very simple. I'll make it happen for you now!" The white man's finger directly poked the driver supervisor's face.

Not far away, the PMC responsible for the safety work of the charity organization immediately walked over to the two of them, holding their hands on the handle and looking at the driver supervisor coldly.

The driver supervisor immediately became scared, "Haha, sir, sir, don't be like this, we just want to make some money, a little bit."

"I know this place very well. This is my hometown. Believe me, I can definitely help."

In the charity organization, the mixed-race black man who spoke at the beginning finally interjected, "Okay, the rules are the rules, and what is given to you will be yours. You can leave first."

"OK, OK." The black supervisor took a few steps back and then left reluctantly.

"Damn, you brainless greedy fool!" The white man cursed a few more times, and then said with a sullen face: "Get rid of him, don't let him do bad things."

"Don't worry, I'll make him understand." The black American said with a smile.

After the white middle-level manager left, the remaining talents looked at each other and asked, "Let that guy do the work?"

"Didn't he say this is his hometown? Give him a batch of cans and see if he can sell them for a good price." The black American said nonchalantly: "If it goes well, give him another batch of clothes and slippers." .”

"Then it's best to pray he has enough dollars." Another person said nonchalantly.

Those working at the bottom of charity organizations can still make money by reselling some things. After all, leaders will not go to the front line to work, and they are still needed.

Everyone knows very well that the white middle-level manager left because of this. If you can't see it, it means you don't know.

Sure enough, before the team was ready to deliver the goods, the black American called to the driver supervisor and whispered a few words. The driver supervisor immediately patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry, my old Jack has the widest channels. Knowing some places to exchange dollars, that’s not a problem!”

After leaving a bunch of guarantees, the driver supervisor got into the car with excitement. He waved vigorously and kicked the accelerator and drove out. The smile on the supervisor's face did not fade away until he left the warehouse area. Chatting with everyone through the intercom.

It was as if he was really happy to have hooked up with those people.

After delivering the goods, there was no life left today. After letting his men go back and rest, the guy drove out alone and found a currency exchanger on the way. After exchanging a lot of US dollars, he returned to the warehouse.

With money in his pocket, his back immediately straightened up, and he took steps that he didn't recognize, but the bag in his hand remained so stable.

After saying hello, he opened the bag and showed the 30,000 US dollars inside. The expressions of several black Americans immediately became friendly. Who said they looked down on their African black brothers? Impossible, absolutely impossible!

After opening the warehouse, boxes of cans began to be moved towards the car. The movements were smooth and smooth. It was obvious that this was not the first time.

After the truck drove away, a black man got into another car and followed it. It was the first contact, so you always want to take a look.

This person is indeed a local expert. He went to several stores and sold half of the cans. Seeing this, the people from the charity organization were finally relieved.

He glanced sideways in the rear mirror and found that no one was following him. The driver supervisor then twitched his lips, "Idiot, we will meet again, but we will have to change our identities then!"

……

Far away in Kenya, Karp looked through the encrypted files, which contained customs clearance data obtained by Wang Zhen, as well as photos and videos taken by the charity team.

Going in and out of the warehouse, secretly exchanging goods, extorting goods, reselling materials... The evidence is conclusive!

Now all we need is a witness.

It’s the middle-level white man who is in charge of the specific work. …

Keir once again embarked on his begging journey, and Wang Zhen became busy.

After the meeting a few days ago, everyone started to move. Naturally, Wang Zhen, the actual helmsman, could not be idle.

"Lao Hou, let me help you." Wang Zhen called Lao Hou.

"You can't fucking just ask your dad if I'm okay, I always help you, fuck!" Lao Hou cursed, and from his tone, he must have drunk too much.

"You're not in Uganda, are you?"

"Haha, yes, drinking with some African brothers!" Lao Hou said with a laugh.

Wang Zhen also heard the whining sounds of some old black men. He got drunk as soon as he heard it. He cursed in his heart and quickly got down to business, "Help me find someone to do city planning. The old men and ladies from last time were very good." Okay, can we still find them?"

"Still looking for someone else?" Lao Hou asked loudly: "Let them go, they are already sixty or seventy years old, how can you do it?"

"Otherwise, I don't want to find design institutes in various provinces. This is Africa. Do you think the kind of modern city they build is suitable?" Wang Zhen complained.

"Okay, okay, I'll help you get in touch. I don't care if they want it or not!" Lao Hou agreed immediately.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zhen laughed. If he hadn't drunk too much, this guy wouldn't have agreed to be so happy.

"Mr. Wang, Chief Lupu is here." There was a knock on the office door, and the secretary pushed the door open and said.

"Let him come in and serve tea." Wang Zhen ordered, but did not stand up to greet him. There was no need to be so polite. This is not the country, and this is not the case. "Sit down, what's the matter?"

"About the water company." Chief Rupp said with a smile: "My son wants to form a water company."

"Very good, you can discuss it yourself." Wang Zhen nodded, "Najishot belongs to everyone. I hope more businessmen will join in. The more people there are, the greater the vitality will be. You don't have to worry about me."

This is the truth.

"It's like this. I think he is still young and cannot grasp the direction of business very well. He needs more partners to work together. So, Speaker, you can see if he can take some shares." Rupp still said. Quite tactful.

"No, no one believes it to be honest." Wang Zhen pursed his lips and looked at Chief Lupu speechlessly, "There is an old saying in China, no matter how gorgeous a flower is, it is not spring, only a hundred flowers bloom. All over the mountains, spring has really arrived!”

"Do you understand me?"

"Really large companies will only control the core technology, and then use the core technology as the center to bundle many small and medium-sized enterprises to form a huge network. The large and comprehensive model in Japan in the 90s has been eliminated!"

"Yes, yes, after hearing what you said, Speaker, I completely understand that the Speaker's structure and ambition are indeed beyond our comparison. No wonder he can lead Najishot to develop." When he said this, Chief Rupu was serious. I started to admire Wang Zhen.

If it were him, he would definitely not let go of any profit, and I believe the same is true for several other tribes.

After all, the way their tribe exists is that a tribe solves most of the needs of life and pursues comprehensiveness.

"Okay, bring your message to Dawuti and the others... Forget it, let's have a meeting." Wang Zhen rubbed his brows. He estimated that if he didn't speak clearly, someone would find him next time. .

Am I, Wang Zhen, the kind of narrow-minded person?

Slander, naked slander!

There was a banquet in Wangzhen, and people from the six tribes came. The Dinka people all elected new chiefs. The descendant families of the previous chiefs were considered relatives in the fifth server.

After drinking for three rounds and chatting about the recent events in Najishot, Wang Zhen metaphorically said what he had said to Chief Lupu before.

"We in Najib Saud have entered a period of rapid development, and all walks of life will take advantage of this east wind to take advantage of the momentum. For example, we will definitely carry out infrastructure projects, and we will do them in a big way. I am not afraid to tell you that I went to Zhuhai some time ago. Pakistan, I talked with President Kiir and he has already gone to the African Development Bank to start activities. The loan will be in place soon and the road from Nagishot to Juba will be built by then."

"In this process, the demand for sand, stone and earthwork alone is astronomical. What a great business. With Nansu's water resources, it's just sand. You can dig it directly into the river and transport it out to make money!"

"As for the gravel, the hydropower plant will be completed soon. After the electricity starts to be transmitted, it will be directly loaded into several crushers. In the future, the demand for gravel in Najishot and surrounding areas will be directly consumed!"

"All kinds of other steel bars and iron wires, even if you supply corn flour, cassava flour, milk, etc. to the construction team, you can still make a lot of money."

"The city government, those hotels in the future, the lamps, ceramic tiles, putty, Dabai, and paints of various colors needed for the interior decoration of the houses... Wow, there are too many businesses to do, okay? Infrastructure itself is the most powerful thing that can boost a local economy. Industry." Wang Zhen opened his arms and looked around at everyone.

"I have said all this to tell you that when the opportunity comes, don't let it go. There are too many subdivided industries. I can't take them, and I don't want to be distracted. I will only master cement plants, power plants, and steel plants. Plant the core industry, and you can do the rest as you please.”

"Of course, I have said something before. When I liberalize the market, I can also help you and make you money. You can't stop businessmen from other places from investing in Najishot."

"You are not allowed to play local protectionism, let alone try to get involved in any industry or play a monopoly. What I want is a prosperous, free, and full of business atmosphere in Nagishot!" After that, Wang Zhen's eyes swept across everyone's faces sternly.

If he hadn't said this, Wang Zhen could guarantee that these wealthy locals would definitely work together to exclude outsiders.

Wasn't it like this to him before?

There is no pattern at all!

Not at all! (End of chapter)