Take a plane to Africa

Chapter 121 Exchange Rate War
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Not far away, Wilmots and the others were also ready to accept any consequences, but seeing that his good brother was on the verge of life and death, this middle-aged man did not dare to face it head-on, but buried his head deeply Going down, Wilmots fell into deep self-blame.

"Goodbye, nightmare." Yang Tianlong said softly at the corner of his mouth.

"Click..." The timer seemed to be stuck all of a sudden, and the time was frozen at the position of 1 second forever.

"Old man, Huaxia Dragon is fine." Albuquerque suddenly yelled out, his abrupt voice broke the tranquility of the night.

At this time, the voice of the system also entered his brain, "Host, you have one more chance to avoid death."

This voice is undoubtedly in the current sentence.

Yeah, Yang Tianlong couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, he even waved his fists a few times excitedly.

The two Chinese migrant workers were also surprised, and they couldn't help shouting: "Brother Yang, have we succeeded?"

"That's right, there's something wrong with this thing."

"Haha, so there are parallel imports abroad." The two migrant workers were ecstatic, and they swore that they had never been so completely excited in their life.

Wilmots and the others also ran over quickly, and Albuquer removed the explosive devices tied to the migrant workers.

"Which country is it?" A migrant worker quickly picked up the timer and looked left and right.

The bright flashlight shone on the back, and there was only a row of golden English letters, "made in huaxia."

"Wipe..." Yang Tianlong vomited old blood, "brother, it's made in our country."

"Oh my god, the people of the motherland will protect us at critical moments." Don't worry about him, let's express our feelings first.

"Huaxia Dragon, you are so amazing." This time, Albuquer praised before Wilmots.

"It's just luck." Yang Tianlong smiled lightly, all the secrets were in his heart.

"Let's go." Wilmots patted him on the shoulder.

"And what about them?" Albuquer asked now.

"What do you think?" Wilmots turned his gaze to Yang Tianlong.

"I think we should call the police." Yang Tianlong said with a slight smile.

"Ah, don't call the police..." The two guys shouted quickly.

"Then why don't you get killed?" Albuquer said while raising his sniper.

Shit, the muzzle of this thing is as thick as a fucking cannonball.

"Don't, don't, call the police..." The two guys hurriedly begged.

"If you talk nonsense, what happens to them is what happens to you." After speaking, Albuquer handed them the phone.

These two guys are quite interesting, so they rushed to call the police, the meaning is very simple, a fight broke out within their gang...

After simply cleaning up the scene, Wilmots said loudly to Yang Tianlong: "Huaxialong, let's go."

Yang Tianlong nodded, turned around and looked at the two migrant workers behind him, "Brothers, today's meal must be made up. I invite you to have barbecue, and try the authentic Bunia barbecue."

……

In the early morning of the next day, Yang Tianlong drove the two migrant workers to the airport. After deducting the service fee of each person, Yang Tianlong returned 5 yuan to each of them.

"Isn't Elena coming? Aren't you going to Kinshasa with me?" Wilmots patted his shoulder and asked involuntarily.

"She will arrive tomorrow night, and I can leave tomorrow." Yang Tianlong smiled slightly, "Old man, let's go, let's sign the contract."

"Sign?" Wilmots was at a loss, "Sign what contract?"

"The land of the airport." Yang Tianlong smiled slightly.

"What, the talk is over?" Wilmots looked surprised. He didn't expect Yang Tianlong to settle it in such a short period of time. You must know that this guy still looked haggard two days ago.

"The conversation is over, that guy Kabika took the initiative to call me."

"How much?" Wilmots asked quickly.

"$1400 per acre, but give the guy a $100 per acre commission."

"Fuck, aren't we picking up a big deal?" Wilmots said excitedly, "Old man, tell me, what method did you use to get Kabika, I know you have a way .”

Seeing the curiosity on Wilmots' face, Yang Tianlong didn't want to be tricky this time, he told Wilmots exactly what he did.

In fact, the method is very simple, that is to use the exchange rate.

A few days ago, on the one hand, Yang Tianlong made friends with the locals in Bunia. The purpose was very simple. He inadvertently "revealed" that the exchange rate of the Congolese franc against the US dollar would increase. The direct result of the exchange rate increase was that the franc would soon become worthless. .

On the other hand, he found some local people to go to the bank to exchange dollars. This is a two-pronged approach, even if you don't believe it, you have to believe it.

Most of Kabika's holdings are Congolese francs, and the exchange rate increase will definitely cause him great losses. In order to make up for the losses, selling the land is his best choice at the moment.

Wilmots also knows a little bit of economics, and seeing Yang Tianlong's skillful use of exchange rate methods, he couldn't help but admire him.

"You guys, you're really amazing." Wilmots said as he handed him a cigarette.

Unexpectedly, Yang Tianlong shook his head.

"Why, why don't you smoke anymore?" Wilmots asked in surprise.

"I don't know how to smoke at all." Yang Tianlong said with an "innocent" face.

"My God, you cheeky guy, you asked me for cigarettes the day before yesterday." Wilmots shook his head helplessly.

"Is there?" Yang Tianlong laughed.

"I won't give it to you in the future." Wilmots said as he opened the car door.

The contract was successfully signed. Yang Tianlong bought 45 acres of land for US$300, and Wilmots bought 1.5 acres of land for US$10. The two lands are next to each other, separated by a small river.

Kabika also looked happy, after all, only the US dollar is the strongest currency in the world right now.

He decided to convert all his money into dollars and hand over the Congolese francs to the government.

After signing the contract, Yang Tianlong went back to Bok Village. When he was in Bok Village, Siman was organizing the militia for training. After a few days of training, the overall ability of the militia in Bok Village has been greatly improved compared to before. Progress, but lazy habits are still hard to change.

In this regard, Siman's method is that if it is not easy to change, it will be severely punished. Physical fitness is the most mentally handicapped way of punishment, and Siman simply dismisses it.

His method of punishment sounds simple, but when it is implemented on people, it makes the gang of undisciplined militiamen miserable.

The name of this method is called the ground dragon. Don’t think it’s as simple as rolling on the ground. In fact, the ground is full of all kinds of things, such as nails, carrion, and feces. It’s only a short distance of more than ten meters, and you can’t vomit. Be a hero.

After watching the militiamen's training for a while, Yang Tianlong called Yoom over, arranged some work briefly, and then drove to the Wilmots Hotel.

Air tickets have been bought, tomorrow morning from Bunia to Kinshasa.

(End of this chapter)