Go back in time and be a chaebol

Chapter 933: Let the Country Bitch See the World (Second Update, Two in One)

"Huff."

The sound was made by the electric fan.

In an Italian-style building in Tripoli, ceiling fans were blowing hot air, and people in short-sleeved shirts opened their collars and fanned themselves from time to time.

"Now in Tripoli, the Americans and the British are our biggest competitors!"

In front of the small blackboard, a clerk wearing glasses was explaining.

"And they each have their own advantages. There is the U.S. Air Force's Wheelers Air Base in Libya. U.S. aid and U.S. military consumption at the military base are very important to Libya's economy. Therefore, the U.S. has a great influence on its government."

"As for Britain, it has a greater influence on Libya. Five years ago, after Libya's independence, there was no university in the country, and there were only 16 university graduates and only three lawyers. There were absolutely no doctors, engineers, prosecutors and pharmacists. In view of this, Britain provided a group of civil servants to help the government. British consultants and staff are everywhere in Libya. They can not only directly influence government decisions, but can even make some decisions directly."

Hearing this, Ding Deyun, who was smoking, frowned but said nothing.

For Ding Deyun who is in Tripoli, he is very bored right now!
Because there are many competitors.

Libya is now home to dozens of oil companies from all over the world, including those from Britain, the United States, Italy, France and the Netherlands.

"So, for now, we not only have to face competition from dozens of companies, but companies from the UK and the US have the greatest advantages."

"In addition to the companies we have learned about, there are signs that the Russians are also very interested in this place! A few days ago, Yevgeny, the counselor of the Soviet Embassy, ​​appeared in the Ministry of Mineral Resources."

After taking a puff of cigarette, Ding Deyun said helplessly.

"It looks like there is no good news now!"

Everyone was silent.

This was not their first time going out to sea. After all, seven years ago, the Ministry of Overseas Affairs had already leased the exploration and exploitation rights in the sea area in Saudi Arabia.

Now, they have come to Libya. Although they are not familiar with the place, they have a certain understanding of this industry. But who would have thought that there would be so many competitors.

"Think about it, it was better back then. The war had just ended, and there weren't so many competitors!"

The deputy director, Tan Guomin, sighed and then fanned himself.

"Actually, it's not impossible!"

At this time, Liu Desheng, who was sitting in the back row, said.

"Oh? Desheng, tell me what you think."

"It's like this. Libya was originally an Italian colony. Britain and France accepted the commission of the United Nations and occupied the three regions of Tripolitania in the northwest, Cyrenaica in the east, and Fezzan in the southwest. Britain was responsible for Tripolitania and Cyrenaica, while France was responsible for Fezzan. When independence came, Idris, the leader of Tripolitania and Cyrenaica, negotiated with the United Nations as a representative of Libya and reached a consensus. The three regions jointly formed a United Kingdom and elected Idris I as the king. According to the constitution, the federal system is adopted. The three regions enjoy autonomy and have two capitals, namely Tripoli and Benghazi."

Liu Desheng stood up, walked to the map and said:

"Although King Idris is the leader of Tripolitania and Cyrenaica, Libya is different from other countries. The central government relies on the tribes in these three regions to maintain its rule. The most important of these is the Saadi tribal alliance in Cyrenaica. They serve as advisors to the king, and their influence on the king far exceeds that of foreign advisors."

Liu Desheng looked at the director and said:
"Since they are all trying to get through the king, what benefits can the tribes get? Why don't we do something about the tribes? Give them benefits and use their influence to influence the central government?"

Liu Desheng's suggestion made their eyes light up. Ding Deyun, who was originally smoking, took a deep puff of his cigarette and said.

"I think that's the way to go. I don't believe we can't take down those chiefs! It's nothing more than giving them money!"

"Director, those chiefs may not like money!"

Liu Desheng said.

Over the past period of time, he has been hanging out with the locals every day, so he naturally knows what they like and what they need.

"So what do they like?"

Facing the director's gaze, Liu Desheng said.

"We don't have any right now. If we want to send a gift, we need to ship it from China! I wonder if it's too late now?"

"You don't have to worry about this. If it doesn't work, just ask your family to send a plane to deliver it."

Ding Deyun said bluntly.

"What kind of gifts do we need to prepare?"

"We need to prepare a lot of gifts, and some gifts may need to be specially customized. If you want to give gifts, you must prepare them fully."

Liu Desheng reminded.

"That's why we need to hurry up. What kind of gifts should we prepare for them? Gold? Or something else?"

……

"50 K500 assault rifles, rifle bullets..."

In the tent, the translator read the long gift list in his hand, and the chiefs of the Saadi tribal alliance sitting on the ground listened expressionlessly to the gifts given to them by the Nanyang people. Although the gift list in the translator's hand was very long and sounded like there were a lot of things, in fact, each item was not much, and these tribal chiefs would not take such a small gift seriously.

Ding Deyun looked at the chiefs present calmly. Seeing that they all looked disapproving, he knew that they thought the gifts were too little.

So he stood up and said to the chiefs present:

"My dear chiefs, the things mentioned above are just a small gift from us. And our rifles are different from the American rifles! Bring them over..."

After taking the K50 rifle from Liu Desheng, Ding Deyun took out the magazine and said.

"This is a 30-round magazine. It is both a rifle and a machine gun..."

Ding Deyun, who came from the search team, was naturally familiar with weapons. After a brief introduction, the chiefs became interested. For the chiefs, they prefer weapons to money. This is the law of North Africa - gold is good, but if you don’t have weapons in your hands, the gold belongs to others.

After all, the Arabs' law is simple: if there are enemies, they rob the enemies; if there are no enemies, they rob their brothers.

This concept has long penetrated into their bones, and for this reason, their favorite gift is weapons! Because money can be robbed by others, but weapons can rob others of their money. For these chiefs, their concept has always been so direct! These weapons and gifts are transported by plane just to please them.

"You mean, it's a machine gun?"

Chief Hussein, the leader of the Saadi tribal alliance, broke the silence. Each tribe has various rifles, but very few machine guns. It is not that they do not want to have machine guns, but that machine guns are too expensive and they simply cannot afford them.

But now these guests from afar gave them hundreds of machine guns at once.

"Yes, if you are willing, honorable chief, you can go outside for an interview!"

Soon, the chiefs came outside, and Chief Hussein picked up a K50 assault rifle and pulled the trigger at the distant earth wall.

Accompanied by the rapid sound of gunfire, all the chiefs present were surprised. They originally thought that there were only some rifles, but they never expected that there were actually 500 machine guns.

These Nanyang people are so generous!

"This gun is awesome! It's lightweight and can be used like a machine gun!"

Looking at the happy faces of the chiefs, Liu Desheng smiled. He knew that he had chosen the right gift!
Over the past period of time, he has been in contact with the locals in Tripoli, and with the help of an interpreter, he learned from them what kind of gifts they like.

Ding Deyun took a look at him and nodded with satisfaction. This kid is really good.

Do as you like!
Isn't this just catering to someone's needs and doing great things with little money?
Then. Ding Deyun said again.

"Your Excellency, here are some gifts for the chiefs themselves. Bring them up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone came with a tray. The tray was covered with a piece of exquisite red silk, and something was hidden under the bulging silk.

After hearing what Ding Deyun said translated by the translator, the chiefs all turned their heads to see what gifts this Nanyang man had brought for them.

The chiefs nowadays are not the wealthy people who will become rich from oil in the future. They are more like country bumpkins. After all, few people give them gifts now. Moreover, even if they want to rob, they can only rob each other. They can no longer support pirates to rob European merchant ships in the Mediterranean like they did more than 100 years ago. After so many years, they are all poor.

I wonder what Nanyang can give me? These chiefs are people who know the value of things. Looking at the red silk, they know that these silks are worth a lot of money.

Then the gifts will definitely be more expensive!

Chief Hussein, standing in the middle, wearing a white robe and a brown turban, looked at the gifts brought by these people with a smile and interest. Like other chiefs, he was also very curious about what gifts the Nanyang people would give him.

Among the gifts they brought, there were even a few luxury cars - Warrior off-road vehicles. According to them, Warrior off-road vehicles can even be driven in the desert.

Hussein was still very much looking forward to the "big gift" from the Nanyang people.

Ding Deyun walked to the far right in front and slowly uncovered the silk covering the tray. The Arab chiefs sitting around leaned forward, their eyes following Ding Deyun's gentle movements. Finally, the contents of the tray were revealed, and the chiefs exclaimed in amazement and stood up involuntarily.

There was an exquisite K50 rifle on the tray. Unlike ordinary rifles, this one was golden. The golden gun body sparkled in the sun, and the exquisite patterns on the gun body were eye-catching.

These chiefs who deal with gold all day long were all attracted by the exquisite golden guns. When had they ever seen such luxurious weapons? Such golden guns simply touched their hearts. After all, it is well known that for these chiefs, what they like most are weapons and gold, and what is presented to them now is the perfect combination of the two.

There were sixteen chiefs, big and small, including Hussein, and there were seventeen trays, which meant that every chief present had a share.

So faced with this gift that they could not refuse, these chiefs all thanked the guests excitedly.

Although Ding Deyun did not quite understand what the Arab chiefs said, from their tone, he knew that the gifts he brought out had stunned the chiefs. It should be said that they had been thoroughly moved.

Ding Deyun, feeling somewhat proud, took out a pistol from the tray, held it in both hands and handed it to Hussein, who also looked a little surprised. He said respectfully:
"Your Excellency Chief, this is a small gift from me. Although it is not expensive, it represents our desire to get along well with the chiefs. Please accept it, Your Highness."

Hussein smiled and nodded, and the follower beside him took the pistol.

"Forgetting your trouble."

Hussein took the pistol, which was very heavy. His hand could not help but feel heavy. A surprised expression appeared on his face. He stretched out his left hand and gently stroked the cold gun. This was a P38 pistol inlaid with gold and gemstones. The handle was made of ivory, and the gun body was completely gold. This pistol was more of a work of art than a weapon, and it was definitely the favorite work of art of the chiefs.

These golden guns were custom-made by oil companies in Southeast Asia and were modified from ordinary weapons by professional craftsmen. Although they are not expensive, they are definitely exquisite.

"These gifts will be given to each of the chiefs present here, hoping to deepen our friendship with each other."

Looking at Hussein, Ding Deyun spoke a torrent of compliments. As the translation was going on, Hussein's smile grew brighter and brighter.

It was the first time that he felt such importance. After all, to foreigners, these chiefs were just chiefs, not worth mentioning. But now, the attention of the Nanyang people made him feel unprecedented respect!
The other chiefs who received the gifts were all very happy!

Their attitude towards Ding Deyun also changed greatly, and several chiefs even pulled Ding Deyun over and started chatting with him enthusiastically, as if they had met each other too late.

“With the right gift, even strangers can become our friends.”

Looking at Director Ding chatting and laughing with the chiefs, Tan Guomin pulled Liu Desheng aside and said.

"You did a great job, boy. These gifts have opened the door."

"Director Tan, you are too kind. I just had fun and interacted with the locals a little bit, so I have a little understanding of them. I just knocked on the door."

Liu Desheng said modestly.

"Okay, you don't have to be so modest. You know we don't care about this in Nanyang. When we go back, Director Ding will definitely commend you."

"Thank you Director Ding and Director Tan for your training."

Liu Desheng thanked him and said,

"But I think the most important thing right now is to get them on our side!"

"Do not worry,"

Tan Guomin said with a smile.

"As long as we knock on the door, the rest will be easy. It's nothing more than tempting them with benefits! No one can refuse benefits!"

(End of this chapter)