Winning the new financial era

Chapter 650 African Chinese
The traffic in Lagos was too congested, even if a police car cleared the way, Zhang Yida and his convoy were stopped in the middle of the road.

Despite the honking of the horn one after another, the car just couldn't move.

"what's the situation?"

Luo Xiaohu, the co-pilot of Zhang Yida's car, used the walkie-talkie to ask Qian Li in front of him.

"Hey, the police told me that there were two locals driving on the road ahead. They were acquaintances of each other. They ran into each other on the way, and then stopped to chat, which directly blocked the road.

The police said that the locals like this, they don’t obey the traffic rules at all, and they just don’t let you honk your horn.

Only when they are happy with the conversation, will they leave, and the road will not be blocked. "

Zhang Yida's eyes widened when he heard Qian Li's explanation on the walkie-talkie, what a genius.

"Do the police care?"

Luo Xiaohu also thought it was funny. From such a trivial incident, we can see the capabilities of the Nigerian government. It can't even manage the most basic transportation, let alone 2 million people.

"The police have already gone to clear it up, and the officials of the Ministry of Science and Technology asked me to say sorry to Mr. Zhang."

In the traffic jam, Zhang Yida and Zhao Erya were bored in the car, so they commented on the scene in the streets and alleys.

"Look, that bus looks like a domestic one? Why are the doors not closed? The exhaust gas is so loud."

Zhang Yida said with a smile, "It's not like, it's exactly the same, and many out-of-market products will be sold here.

In addition to second-hand cars and electrical appliances, even used clothes are shipped to Africa container by container.

When you are here, don’t be surprised if you see school uniforms and factory uniforms, they are all sold from domestic second-hand goods. "

"I've been watching those black kids for several minutes. Why do they only ask Chinese for money?"

Zhang Yida was not very clear about this, and guessed, "Maybe the Chinese are kind-hearted and rich, and they are willing to give alms. As time goes by, people will know to ask the Chinese for money."

"They carry such a heavy load on their heads, but they don't even fall off. It's like performing acrobatics. It's amazing."

Zhang Yida looked at the African women with goods on their heads, and said with a smile: "Get used to it, if you have been doing this since you were young, you should be able to practice like this."

Like a curious baby, Zhao Erya feels that everything in Africa is novel.

Zhang Yida is not like her "why not eat minced meat", he can say a thing or two about most things in Africa.

The driver driving Zhang Yida was a young Chinese in his 20s. Cao Lu called him Xiao Zhao.

At this time, Xiao Zhao saw Zhang Yida talking nonsense, and wanted to correct him, but he didn't dare to speak out.

Zhang Yida saw through all this through the rearview mirror, so he took the initiative to chat with Xiao Zhao: "Is Xiao Zhao also responsible for driving in the company?"

Seeing that Zhang Yida took the initiative to ask questions, Xiao Zhao finally answered: "No, I am the director of the company's business department, and the company's driving work is basically not handed over to Chinese employees."

Zhao Erya was puzzled, "Why is that?"

Xiao Zhao replied, "The problem of cost, when we go to work in Africa from China, the salary is twice or even three times that in China.

A monthly salary of 30 to [-] is enough to hire [-] drivers! "

Zhao Erya was taken aback, "Did I hear correctly? 30 people? Isn't the monthly salary of ordinary African employees only [-]?"

Xiao Zhao said with a smile: "Yes, our company's non-resident ordinary employees are paid 7 naira a month.

The exchange rate between Naira and RMB fluctuates around 50 to 1, and 7 Naira is almost 1400 yuan. "

Zhao Erya smiled slightly, expressing that she understood, and then asked: "Then, is this salary attractive to Nigerians?"

Knowing that this is Mr. Zhang’s girlfriend, Xiao Zhao patiently explained: “Nigeria has 36 states and 1 capital district, and Lagos accounts for a quarter of the country’s GDP and one-ninth of the population.

Our Chinese-funded enterprises in the local area are equivalent to those foreign-funded enterprises in the magic capital of the 90s.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the hope of the whole village to be a driver or a cleaner in our company.

Nigerian people go to work in manufacturing factories. Not to mention the hard work, it costs about 2 naira a month. "

Zhao Erya nodded, she finally figured it out, the gap is so simple.

"Aren't you employees rich in the local area?"

Xiao Zhao smiled, "Not necessarily, the prices in Nigeria are too high, a 25kg bag of rice costs 10000 naira, close to 200 yuan.

Fresh vegetables are more expensive, and many ordinary families eat vegetables less than a few times a year.

There are also many Chinese restaurants in Lagos, and even hot pot, but the price is not cheap, and it is two or three times more expensive than in China.

The locals thought we were rich, and robberies against Chinese people often occurred.

Now the company has regulations. When going out to run business, you must bring black security guards with guns, and it is best to go with black employees of the company when doing private affairs.

There are also local girls who also think that Chinese people are very rich. When we Chinese employees walk on the street, there will always be a black girl who rushes up to strike up a conversation and says she wants to marry you.

This kind of thing always happens two or three times a month. "

Zhao Erya smiled, "Does the company have employees who marry local girls?"

At this time, there was no congestion ahead, and the car started driving at a very slow speed.

Xiao Zhao replied while driving, "It's still too dark and doesn't conform to the traditional Chinese aesthetics.

The buddies in Southeast Asia are much happier, and the girls there are much more beautiful.

For our side, forget it! "

Zhang Yida didn't interrupt Xiao Zhao who was like a chatterbox, he just quietly listened and handed the phone to Zhao Erya, on which Zhang Yida wrote several interesting questions.

Zhao Erya continued to ask questions, mainly focusing on how the company conducts business, and the living habits of Chinese employees.

Seeing that Zhang Yida didn't stop him, Xiao Zhao probably was also interested in these topics, so he continued to answer Zhao Erya's questions from the perspective of grassroots employees.

The job of driving was originally not his turn, mainly because Cao Lu was worried about the company's non-national employees, so he entrusted the job of driving to him, a small supervisor.

This is actually a very good opportunity. Driving a car for a rich man worth hundreds of billions of dollars is not something that everyone can touch.

If I perform well and get a word of appreciation from Mr. Zhang, I'm afraid I'm about to take off in the company.

So whatever Zhao Erya asked, Xiao Zhao would answer, without any concealment.

After half an hour's drive without traffic jams, it took the convoy more than an hour to arrive at the destination, Victoria Island.

Because it was colonized, like Hong Kong, Nigeria also has many places named after the queen.

Victoria Island is a wealthy area. It is also an area where consulates of various countries, senior foreign employees, and local wealthy businessmen gather. It has very good security.

Zhang Yida and his party stayed in a local five-star hotel. As soon as they heard the name of the Oriental Hotel, they knew that it must have something to do with the Chinese.

Indeed, this hotel was jointly established by Dong's company and the former governor of Lagos.

Dong's company belongs to the "four big families" - those Chinese groups that moved to Nigeria in the 60s, and the other three are Li's, Chen's and Cha's.

Huawei's base camp in West Africa is also the Oriental Hotel, where some press conferences or other meetings are often held.

After getting off the car, Cao Lu accompanied Zhang Yida to the hotel, and briefly introduced the history and various relationships of Dongfang Hotel.

(End of this chapter)