No grand opening.

There was no celebration of firing.

The company quietly hung the card.

Now few people know about it, but I believe that soon, its name will be widely known in this country, which is the purpose of the company's existence, but also the significance.

Before that.

All the electricity in the DRC is controlled by one company.

---DRC.

How to say it.

This is a small and not small company. To say large is to say that it monopolizes the power and power grid facilities in the DRC, just like the State Grid in China, but the scale is small.

At present.

The total installed capacity of power generation in the DRC is only 2.07 million watts, 99% of which is hydropower. It is the technology and equipment of decades ago. Some units are broken and no one has repaired them.

Direct waste.

What about China?

Now it's nearly 700 million kilowatts.

Wait until ten years later.

This number will grow to 1.9 billion kilowatts, and it will continue to increase.

Such a serious power shortage makes it a common practice for even Kinshasa, the capital city, to cut off power more than ten times a day. If you don't install a voltage regulator with the corresponding power, wait for the electric appliance to be damaged.

This makes diesel generators almost the "standard" in this country.

So it can be seen.

How big is the company's "say" in the DRC.

If it wasn't for everyone to use electricity.

We have to fight.

And a company without the right to speak has no ability to prevent Witt from passing the new electricity law. It's been decades, and you can't do it well. Let other companies try it.

So.

Since last month.

Tang Qing used the huge local network established by black prison to connect with several influential families in the Democratic Republic of Congo, and put forward a plan to jointly develop and build the grid.

They think it's very funny.

All day long.

Who can stand it.

And the prospect described in the plan is very good, so, under the leadership of one party, they use their respective relations to work together to let the parliament pass the new electricity law in a very short time.

And in Parliament.

There's no one to help the grid company with this.

They have had enough, too.

。。。

The DRC.

Presidential palace.

Waite walked happily around the office.

I didn't expect that.

Just a month.

It will surprise him for the second time. The first time is the iron and steel plant. The steel production is gratifying. Tang Qing has also brought in two major projects of the company. Now, he has begun to change the current situation of power.

Waite is very supportive.

A country that is short of electricity and wants to rise is almost a dream. This is more important than steel. With electricity, machines can operate and produce a continuous stream of industrial products.

People's lives will change.

"Sir, wimblen would like to see you."

The secretary called in.

"Let him in." The smile on waite's face faded away.

"Yes."

In a moment.

An elderly man in his fifties came in. This is the chairman and general manager of DRC. He has been in charge of DRC power system for nearly 15 years.

"Mr. President." Venerable viblen.

"What is it?" Said Witt lightly.

When witburen saw that waite was not looking well, he knew what was going on, but he insisted, "well, if we open up private power, our company will not be able to compete."

"And then?"

Veblen said carefully, "I.. That.. Can we join the company as well? "

"Poof..."

Witt looked at verblen with a look at the 'magical animal'.

Are you crazy?

You want to break the pot? I have to live and die the other day.

"Why?" Witt wondered.

"In this way, the company is still dominated by us, just by introducing private capital, which can effectively protect our power security," verblen said, taking a deep breath

This is what they have been working out for a long time.

Since existence is a foregone conclusion.

Then work together.

I'll take care of it.

In this way, you can make a big fortune.

“。。。”

Weite understood that this is not a broken pot, but a fruit that has to be picked up. A lot of capital has been thrown into the house. You has the final say, you have done a good job in this abacus.

Waite laughed in anger.

"Power safety?"

Veblen nodded.

"Yes, we don't know what shareholders they will absorb in the future. If there is a lot of foreign capital, it's not a good thing. It's easy to be controlled by foreign capital."

Take a deep breath.

Waite walked up to Veblen.

It's hard to see verblen looking at it.

"Do you think, with our national strength, we are qualified to talk about security in this regard?" Waite said angrily.

"What happened to foreign capital? Our cars are all imported from foreign countries. Why don't you say that we have acquired other companies? Our steel production is almost zero. Why don't you suggest that we buy Wanqing steel? "

"Our electric equipment is also supported by foreign countries. Why don't you suggest joining others? All our medical equipment and medicines are imported. Now you tell me, national security."

"Did you get hit in the head by a pig?"

"What is this place, Africa, central."

"The coastline of our country is only 37 kilometers. There is no port, and the road traffic is terrible. What can we do? We can't let others invest. As soon as we invest, you can tell me safety."

"Do you come here for the sake of power safety or your position safety? You tell me that, as before, there is nothing and nothing, so it is very safe."

Waite almost roared.

Special.

We are all in poverty.

It's not easy to hit a prey. You told me that eating meat is bad for my health. Then you hit a prey for me. With only one mouth, I watched the prey daze?

Want to starve me?

Witt was angry at the thought.

If the man was not a little old, he would give him a punch.

Veblen turned pale with fear.

What Witt said.

I scolded him directly.

There's no way to argue.

Safety.

Whether there is or not has not been solved. How can we talk about security.

See what you say.

Having touched Veblen's heart, waite sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Veblen, you're too old to think about retirement."

Listen to this.

Veblen was scared to death.

It's about firing yourself.

"I am in good health and can continue to serve the people of the DRC."

But, your service, do they like it? Do they need it? You go outside and ask them, and then ask yourself, do you think you can do the job? "

"I... I

"Now, we need the power of private enterprises and foreign capital. We are so far behind that we have no choice but to keep up with the world, you know?"

Waite sighed.

Veblen opened his mouth and knew that Witt had made a decision. He was sure to retire. No matter how much he said, it would not help. In the end, he just said, "I see."

All of a sudden, he understood a little bit about Witt.

As long as we can make this country better.

Nothing matters.

His Veblen, and the power company he runs, are unimportant. He has lost the trust of Witt, or never, because he was promoted by MOI before.

"I see. I accept your arrangement." Veblen said.

"Well."

Waite nodded.

Wimblen backed out.

When the door is closed.

Verblen heard waite's sigh again.