I listened to your advice and finally became a male god.

Chapter 391: Infinite Scenery
Zhang Yang looked at the policeman who was quietly looking in from a distance and waved.

Several local policemen came running over in fear and trepidation, looking as if they were waiting to hear some instructions.

After a while, several people understood and hurried to drag the corpse away and clean up the ground. After a while, everything disappeared as if nothing had happened.

Wang Furong and the others just watched Zhang Yang ordering the local military and police around as if they were his own servants, and they couldn't help but hold their breath, their heartbeats speeding up.

This...Brother Zhang, what is your identity?

This is not something that can be achieved simply by having connections...
It's simply... simply shocking.

A moment later, Wang Furong, and the siblings Zhou Tong and Zhou Keying stood in front of Zhang Yang, thanking him profusely.

Especially Zhou Tong himself, facing Zhang Yang as if he were facing his biological parents.

"Mr. Zhang, please come to our hotel and give us a chance to express our gratitude." Zhou Tong pleaded again and again. "If it weren't for you, I would definitely die here today. I heard this man say with my own ears that he planned to kill me after getting the money."

"When we're out and about, we're all family, no need to be so polite." Zhang Yang said with a smile. "Maybe next time."

"Yes." Zhou Keying subconsciously pulled Zhang Yang to the side and pleaded, "Please go and sit down. Let us do our best to show our appreciation. Otherwise, it would be too bad."

Zhang Yang casually glanced at the young woman with a curvy figure and great charm, and nodded.

Whatever.

This is a foreign country, so just go and sit there and it's like supporting your fellow countrymen.

A moment later, several people returned to the hotel together. The military vehicle stopped and eyes from all directions turned to them again.

"Mr. Zhang, please come this way." Zhou Tong bent over, got out of the car and pointed the way ahead.

Zhang Yang nodded, turned around and gave his captain a few instructions.

"Brother..." Zhou Tong asked subconsciously.

"He has his own things to do. He will come to pick me up later." Zhang Yang said casually.

Zhou Tong was secretly shocked.

This... Mr. Zhang actually treats a colonel as his own driver?
This was Zhang Yang's first time in this hotel.

From the outside it looks like a building with a glass curtain wall. When you walk inside, you will find that it is decorated magnificently and looks quite grand and majestic.

Security and inspection at the door are all available.

"Please come this way, Mr. Zhang. Please have some tea first." Zhou Tong led the way and invited Zhang Yang to the tea bar to have some tea.

Zhang Yang glanced at the antique tea bar.

Huh? That's interesting.

There was also a black girl in Chinese clothes making tea in the tea bar, and her movements were very professional.

It can be seen that the brother and sister really put a lot of thought into this hotel.

"Boss Zhang, I'm a bit rough, and my sister personally taught me about tea art." Zhou Tong said with a smile, and then looked at Zhou Keying. "Hey...Keying, you, the master...you should do it yourself, and let Boss Zhang teach you about your craft."

The little black girl obediently gave up her seat.

Zhou Keying sat in the tea bar, with a bright smile on her face, holding the tea kettle with her slender fingers, and demonstrated her tea art to everyone.

Zhang Yang drank tea and chatted with Zhou Tong and Wang Furong.

After all, they were fellow countrymen from China, so there was still some familiarity. In addition, Zhou Keying, a young woman, personally demonstrated her tea art, and tasting her craftsmanship was quite pleasant.

"There have been constant armed conflicts in Salitos Province recently, it's too chaotic," Zhou Tong said with some lingering fear. "It's really not easy to make a living in Africa. We Chinese can only stick together for warmth, and sometimes we can only rely on ourselves."

"Conflict? I don't think so in the future." Zhang Yang smiled as he drank his tea. "But if you want to talk about how peaceful this place is, the public security is definitely not comparable to that in China. If you encounter any problems in the future, just contact me directly."

Zhou Tong was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly gave a wink to his sister.

Zhou Keying understood, raised the cup in her hand and toasted Zhang Yang, saying softly, "Keying and brother thank Mr. Zhang for taking care of you."

Later, Zhou Tong kindly invited Zhang Yang to stay for dinner, and Wang Furong naturally stayed as well.

The hotel's dishes were all made by chefs from China who came to Africa to work. The taste was surprisingly authentic. Zhou Tong even took out a good wine that he had collected for a long time and opened it to entertain Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang has been in Africa for several months, so the food is naturally very good. When I say "good", I simply mean the food.

After all, in the African continent, not to mention delicacies from land and sea, even lions and elephants can be found.

But in terms of taste and authenticity, it has been a long time since I last tasted the flavor of my hometown. The hometown flavor here is no longer limited to Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine, Shandong cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, etc. As long as it is the taste of China, it can satisfy his appetite at this moment.

At the table, several people took turns to toast each other, and their words were full of flattery and fawning.

At this moment, in their eyes, Zhang Yang was not only a fellow villager, but also a powerful figure in the local area and handsome. Surrounded by these halos, Zhang Yang's charm was at its maximum, and he was so perfect that he seemed not to be an ordinary person.

Zhou Keying sat next to Zhang Yang, holding her chin with her hands as she looked at him, her eyes becoming more charming and seductive.

Zhou Tong saw it all and took it to heart. After drinking a glass of wine, he tentatively said, "Mr. Zhang, why don't you just stay here with me for one night? What do you think?"

"Tonight?" Zhang Yang checked the time. "That's fine."

As soon as he said this, Zhou Tong smiled as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

After dinner, Zhou Tong and his sister took Zhang Yang to have a good tour of the hotel.

This hotel is small but well-equipped. It is a real surprise in such a poor place. Both the concept and the decoration style are quite high-end.

As for the rooms, they range from one hundred dollars a night to several hundred dollars a night.

The target customers are naturally not the local lower-class Kongo people.

"Mr. Zhang, this is the room prepared for you. It's a bit shabby." Zhou Tong took Zhang Yang to the best room in the hotel a little embarrassedly.

The room is large and newly furnished.

The big bathtub, big bed, and projection TV are all made in China.

Except for its small size, this configuration can be considered a boutique room in a five-star hotel in China. As for here, it is even more of a dimensionality reduction attack.

It’s not like there are no rich people in Kongo.

On the contrary, a considerable amount of wealth is concentrated in the hands of a few people.

Naturally, there are many people who can afford to spend money here.

"Mr. Zhang, please go to bed early. We won't disturb you for now."

After visiting the room, Zhou Tong and Zhou Keying said goodbye first, leaving Zhang Yang alone in the room.

Zhang Yang glanced around casually, walked to the window and opened the curtains.

Through the window, you can see the low and dilapidated buildings outside the tall hotel building.

There is a clear distinction between inside and outside the window.

Zhang Yang closed the curtains again and looked at the decoration style of the room. For a moment he thought he was staying in a hotel in China.

Later, when night fell completely, Zhang Yang took a bath, came out wrapped in a towel, and casually connected his business remotely, gave some orders, and then heard a knock on the door.

The door opened, and the figure outside was seen wearing silk pajamas, which could not hide her curvy figure.

"Mr. Zhang." Zhou Keying's cheeks flushed as she asked in a low voice, "Can I come in?"

Zhang Yang smiled and let her into the room.

Then the door closed and the room became quiet, with only the sound of breathing.

Zhang Yang raised his hand and touched Zhou Keying's fair and beautiful cheek, then her delicate shoulders, and finally, he casually lifted her shoulder strap.

The shoulder strap slipped off, and everything in front of my eyes was suddenly white.

To be honest, in Africa, we have seen a lot of shiny black skin. At first glance, this skin color is so white that it is dazzling and the temptation is overwhelming.

In this long night in a foreign country, there is naturally no need to ask or say anything.

The two of them hugged each other tacitly and walked towards the bed.

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The next morning, it was slightly bright.

As soon as Zhang Yang opened his eyes, he noticed that Zhou Keying seemed to have quietly sat up again and turned on the automatic mode.

He didn't pay any attention to her, just rested his arms on the pillow, enjoying himself.

I don’t know how long it took, but I heard quiet footsteps, and then the sound of water splashing in the bathroom.

Finally, there was the sound of a door closing.

At noon, Zhang Yang got out of bed feeling refreshed.

Zhou Tong was waiting downstairs early and ran up happily to show concern.

"Mr. Zhang, how did you sleep last night?"

"Very good, quite comfortable." Zhang Yang looked at Zhou Keying beside Zhou Tong.

The fair and delicate face of this young woman was like a blooming flower, and she looked even more beautiful early in the morning.

"Then please come often in the future." Zhou Keying said in a low voice shyly.

For breakfast, Zhou Tong originally planned to have someone prepare a table of authentic Chinese breakfast, but Zhang Yang thought it was unnecessary to go through so much trouble and just had a casual buffet breakfast.

There are many guests in the buffet breakfast restaurant.

Some of them were white faces, some were obviously compatriots from China, and there were also some well-dressed black men, hugging black girls, living a comfortable upper-class life in the local area.

Zhou Keying followed Zhang Yang in high heels, carrying a tray.

"You guys are really considerate of your customers' tastes here. You have everything?" Zhang Yang looked in surprise at the black man who was cooking noodles in the stall.

"Most domestic guests who come to the local area stay here, so we must consider everyone's taste." Zhou Keying said with a smile, "What would you like to eat?"

A moment later, the plate contained bread, yogurt, noodles, buns and tea eggs.

Zhou Keying sat down next to Zhang Yang and carefully helped Zhang Yang peel the tea eggs.

Zhang Yang didn't hesitate and ate while watching the news broadcast by the local TV station on the TV in front of him.

The news content mostly focuses on local current affairs.

The first was the news that all armed forces in the province of Salitos were wiped out by government forces.

The second is the news that Zabol, as a senior official in the Province of Salitos, has officially announced his candidacy for the next presidential election.

Inside the restaurant, many black people watched, danced and clapped, with fanatical admiration in their eyes that could not be stopped.

The way black people express their emotions is simple and direct.

At this time, General Zabol, who wiped out the anti-government armed forces in the province in one fell swoop, was undoubtedly a combination of hero and savior in their hearts. To put it bluntly, he was deeply loved by the local people.

Zhang Yang smiled as he watched Zabol's sturdy figure on TV, wearing a military uniform and giving an impassioned speech on a public TV program. He couldn't help but laugh.

"Mr. Zhang, I heard that General Zabol is very powerful in the province and has a strong popular base." Zhou Keying chatted nearby. "Do you think he has a good chance of becoming president?"

"Whether he gets promoted or not, it all depends on who has the bigger fist." Zhang Yang said with a smile, "But no matter whether he gets promoted or not, Salito Province is his private territory, and he has the final say."

"That's right." Zhou Keying sighed. "No matter what, he is a local big shot who has the final say. A casual word from him can decide our life or death, and can make all our hard work over the years go to waste."

Zhang Yang smiled and said nothing, but finished the last bite of noodles in the bowl.

I have to say, the noodles are indeed quite chewy.

The hotel designed by this brother and sister is truly remarkable in terms of details, which shows that they really put a lot of effort into it.

After breakfast, Zhou Tong drove Zhang Yang back home personally.

Zhang Yang did not refuse, thinking that he could just fulfill his duties as a good host and invite them over for a visit.

In this way, four people set off for the mine in a car.

Later in the evening, the vehicle passed through the heavily guarded mine and finally arrived at the huge mine which was busy and noisy.

Zhou Tong and his sister, as well as Wang Furong, got out of the car and looked at the huge mine in front of them from afar. They couldn't help but gasp.

"So, Brother Zhang is here and he really has a huge business." Wang Furong was extremely shocked.

In Congo, they run hotels and do trade, but those are all small businesses.

The only people who can really make a fortune on this land are miners.

Mines vary in size.

And the mine in front of us, which stretches as far as the eye can see, is undoubtedly that kind of giant mine.

Look at the heavy trucks coming in and out, the armed security personnel who appear from time to time, and the local black employees coming in and out... How can those who can own such a huge mine compare to those who run small businesses like them?

"Come, take a look around." Zhang Yang invited everyone in to be his guests.

Several people followed very cautiously, watching the stationed soldiers and police who smiled humbly at Zhang Yang along the way, and listening to the various security guards, employees, and managers inside the mine greeting Zhang Yang along the way. Their heads were buzzing and they became more restrained.

This is big business, big shots!
They don’t even have to think about how powerful mining is.

In fact, they had preconceived ideas because what they had seen and heard along the way made them overestimate the status of the mine owners here. They thought that every miner here was as glorious as Zhang Yang.

In fact, the mine owners here are just fat sheep to be slaughtered at will, and their lives are far from as glorious as they imagine.

The reason why Zhang Yang is so successful is because, let alone this mine, the entire Salito Province is now on the verge of becoming his private territory.

The army and the police are all at his disposal.

In the eyes of outsiders, he has become a celebrity and spokesperson for Zabol. How could he not be so glorious?

(End of this chapter)