I heard that from the Yellow Sea.

He Liang has no bottom in his heart.

He didn't know if the mysterious force hired by the company had solved the local tribes. If it did, everyone would be happy. But if it didn't, we should be careful later.

But it should not be a big problem.

Companies don't throw them around at will.

After eating the bowl, he Liang went to make some steamed buns and porridge. He found that the sour vegetables here are delicious. The hot porridge with the pickled peppers is delicious and spicy.

"Yummy, brother Huang, it's so yummy. We need kimchi in the mine. Can we have some sour water?" Chusheng stutters a small red pepper, and feels that the whole taste buds are exploding.

Have another sip of hot porridge.

This moment.

Chu Sheng has been conquered.

"Ha ha, you like it. If you want to soak, you can come to us anytime." Watching several people devour, the Yellow Sea laughs and says that it's always a pleasant thing to be praised.

This is also a bag of domestic pickled vegetable water sealed when transporting materials in China.

Pickles.

It's the most homely thing.

In a moment.

The staff of Wanqing mining got up.

People from who and some Africans who came here to treat the disease also came in.

The canteen was full of excitement.

It's said that they are here for mining. They are all very friendly. Chinese soldiers feel friendly. Foreigners feel that there is another place to eat in the future. They have thoroughly learned the hospitality of Chinese people.

。。。

After breakfast.

Farewell to the Yellow Sea.

The team is back on the road.

At this time, the sky has become a hazy drizzle. The heavy rain all night makes the temperature even a little cold in the morning. You need to add a coat. But everyone knows that when the clouds are gone, it will be too hot and humid here.

This is Africa.

Most of the DRC is between the north and the south of the equator, and here is near the south latitude. You can imagine how hot it will be all year round. It's good to get used to it, although the process is very difficult.

Fangtie's car leads the way.

The muddy road has no pressure on these vehicles who are good at all terrain. In terms of horsepower, diesel cars are better. In the future, all cars in the mine will use diesel.

In half an hour.

The team changed and stopped.

Fang tie got off the train.

He Liang and Guan Songlin also came to him.

They were standing on a high ground.

Look up.

It's a plain with only a few small hills. At this time, the rain is still falling. The weather in Africa is hot, which also means that the plants are luxuriant. The plain in front of us is full of green, and there is a river with a width of tens of meters running through it not far away.

It's a beautiful view.

Unfortunately.

Everyone knows.

Once the mine is opened.

The geographical environment here is bound to be changed.

Pointing to a basin in the distance, Fang tiexiao said: "this should be your mine. It's not bad. It's basically flat, but it looks like it's stolen and mined seriously. There are potholes everywhere."

No telescope at all.

Their eyes could see the big holes in the land.

Although it's large, it's also relative. This place is obviously stolen by ordinary gangs. It's not large-scale at all. It's just that the surface mining skins have been dug into small pits.

"It's here. The total area of 43 square kilometers is bought by our company." Guan Songlin is a little excited and proud, because this is the first time in his life to manage such a large mine alone.

"Your company is really rich." Fangtie exclaimed.

"Ha ha, it's OK." Guan Songlin laughed and said that he didn't know how much money the company had, but this time there was definitely blood. There is no doubt that this mine is the largest mine of the company in the DRC.

He didn't know the cost.

But based on experience.

Not less than $500 million.

It's cool to lean back on a big tree.

"Manager Guan, where are we stationed?" He Liang asked.

He is only responsible for security and does not know the mine planning of Wanqing mining.

Listen to He Liang.

Guan Songlin takes out a drawing from the car. The surface of the drawing is covered with a layer of waterproof membrane and spread out.

He Liang and Fang tie found that this is a plan.

Every functional building in the living area of the whole mine has been planned, including office building, dormitory, canteen, toilet, parking lot... Even vegetable growing areas are planned.

"This is the living area plan issued by the head office. All houses are pre manufactured and modular designed, that is, we are not required to build bricks. When the company delivers the parts of the house, they are assembled and welded according to the drawings.

Do you see every corner of those buildings? This is the positioning coordinate. All the houses have it. We just need to find the location by positioning. Just take the picture for construction. " Guansonglin is also the first time to see such a situation.

But I have to say.

It's novel.

"What do we need to do?" He Liang asked

"It's impossible to build a house all at once, so we have to live in tents in a short period of time. It's our main task today, and we need you to pick up the material convoy in Rwanda in the morning tomorrow," Guan explained.

As for the others, we are responsible for the preliminary exploration, you are responsible for patrolling, and the specific housing construction. The company said that the construction workers and the construction materials will be transported together. On the premise of not affecting our work, we also need to help. This is not mandatory. "

He Liang was stunned.

What else?

All right.

Really.

He Liang no longer asked.

Just then.

A group of Africans rushed out in front of the motorcade, hundreds of them, whining in their mouths, feeling strange. Fang tie immediately became alert. These people didn't have hot weapons. They were all empty handed, especially the leader. They were very happy with their faces.

It's very kind.

But on a big black face.

There's always a sense of conspiracy.

"Be careful. Although we are here, sometimes they like to take things." Fang tie reminds me that their peacekeeping force is not omnipotent. Everyone gives you face.

Some Africans are used to it. When they see you, they want to come up and ask what it is.

No.

It's likely that people will get angry.

Fang tie doesn't hear and see too much.

Other people are nervous, even Guan Songlin. The only one in the crowd who is not nervous is he Liang. He has seen a lot of such smiles, and they are all sincere.

See this smile.

He Liang is absolutely sure.

The company has taken care of the tribe.

Soon.

They approached the convoy.

The first is a middle-aged man dressed in colorful clothes, a little fat. After all, they are not the aborigines of the original forest. They need to live by hunting every day, so they will not be too thin.

The big man came up quickly.

"Hello, friends from afar, my name is will, the leader of the tribe. Welcome to our tribe. This way, please. We are ready for the welcome banquet at noon."

Will tried to squeeze out what he thought was the kindest smile.

Think of the fine details he still recited.

I was a little shaken.

However, the black prison didn't do too much. He didn't eat meat, and the tribe could only lick the plate. Therefore, the wealth that came from the sky hit will faintly, although the detailed rules were about treating the mining man as the master.

But for money's sake.

Will did.

Their tribe used to like to look for things. That's because they used to be poor and limited in resources. If they didn't fight, no one would be afraid. Now, if they lie down and have food, there's no need to go around and brag.

Harmony makes money.

Will is trying to adapt to this "turn over" of life.