Such a model has its drawbacks.

That's it.

If one day Huaxia wants to work alone, it can play by itself with its size. However, when that day comes, kanqin thinks it will be at least ten years later, because Huaxia has not reached the point of overcapacity.

There are no 'superfluous' items.

There's not much incentive to do it.

At the same time.

The United States and other Western camps will not watch.

So.

They are safe now.

According to the meaning of zero, before all parties have sufficient reasons to follow suit, we should expand the territory of Yayuan, establish centripetal force, maintain this system, and convey the meaning that I will do it, which is more suitable.

。。。

In the evening.

KinSa.

Zhihua technology office in Congo.

Xia Yuxing and Sha Li came out of the room with a helpless face. They came to do a project acceptance today. Unexpectedly, they heard a "bad news". They have to stay here for two years.

The reason is.

All of a sudden, the DRC is rich.

Operators are ready to increase 4G network coverage.

As for 3G, it's stimulated by the era. I want to skip it directly here. Otherwise, people use smart phones and I still play stick machines, which is not in line with their "enterprising mind" at that moment.

I was informed of the project.

By right.

They should be happy. However, when they were in a foreign country, they were almost in danger several times last year, which made them not excited. The only thing they expected was that the company's residence would be moved.

Where to move?

---Wanqing Industrial Park.

This place.

They are familiar.

Last time I went there to install equipment.

But I saw Tang Qing's wealth, Hummer, armed cross-country, police with potassium, armed security, good local relations. Since then, they have been missing that place for a long time.

But there was no chance.

If they are sent there, they are willing to. I heard that the airport has been repaired recently, and they can fly there directly. The task given to them is very simple. People go there first and get a residence first.

"I haven't seen you for so long, I don't know what it's like?"

On the pickup.

Shali recalled the busy park he had seen.

"It must be bigger and better." Xia Yuxing firmly said that in the whole Chinese circle in the DRC, it is like magic now, attracting the attention of these Chinese people.

"I miss the hot pot over there."

Sally licked his mouth.

"Look at your achievements. In order to celebrate the completion of this project, I'll take you to dinner later. I heard that a new hotpot shop opened on the third street. It seems that it opened today." Xia Yuxing said with a smile.

I heard something to eat.

"I remember that," said Sally

Next.

They went back to their current residence, called other people, and a group of ten or so rushed to the hot pot shop. This is the Chinese gathering area, where they live, and there are other Chinese enterprises in the yard.

There is no need to stay behind.

Not far.

Go around a street.

They came to the so-called third street. Of course, they took the name by themselves. It's easy to read. At this time, there are a lot of Chinese in the street, but they are all in a hurry, with vigilance in their eyes.

"Summer, do you want some?" By the side of the road, a swarthy middle-aged peddler shouted to Xia Yuxing.

"No."

"I invite you."

"Thank you, really not."

Xia Yuxing refused this "hospitable" Indian businessman. He had helped him a little before. Every time he met him, he greeted him warmly and asked him to have some snacks he sold.

Except for Chinese.

The most people here are Indians.

They are the largest "migrants" in Africa.

There are more than Chinese, and they are very powerful, because most Chinese want to return home when they earn money, while many Indians are rooted in Africa, buy industries, and penetrate into all sectors.

On business.

Indian talent is the main force in Africa.

In some small African countries.

It can even be said that it controls the local economic lifeline.

In a moment.

They came to their destination.

"Xiaolong hot pot", there are several flower baskets at the door of the shop, but the flowers on them are almost gone. Those missing artificial flowers appear in the hands of African children playing nearby.

"Eh!"

Suddenly.

Sally, who was about to enter, stopped.

Summer rain star.

Looking along Shali's line of sight, he suddenly narrowed his eyes. He knew this car. He had dealt with it before. It was a small leader of Kinshasa Immigration Bureau. Moreover, everyone had bad contact.

That's when I first came here.

This guy.

In the name of Zha Heihu, he rushed into their place in the evening, made them stand in a row in underpants, and seized many things. Finally, he was taken to the Immigration Bureau, and the boss spent some money to get out safely.

Almost all of them have done so.

Purpose.

Revenue generation, of course.

And the best bully is the Chinese. In Xia Yuxing's memory, he heard too many extortions of Chinese. These people, more disgusting than those blocking the way, are legal.

It doesn't matter.

He can bear it.

What really made him angry was that, in an unintentional opportunity, he learned that some of these Africans had contact with local thieves and robbers, and encouraged them to steal documents.

In this way.

They can find fault reasonably and legally and ask for money.

After that.

Even he said it twice. Fortunately, these people still have a sense of "fish farming". A person or a company will not try to catch a sheep or a few more times in a year at most.

"It's them." Sally hates the tunnel.

Xia Yuxing has no choice but to smile: "let's go. Let's eat our food. Don't be upset by these people." It's said in the old saying that there is a narrow way for a friend, but he doesn't want to become a friend with this man. It's too much.

"Yes."

Enter the store.

"Welcome."

A young Chinese man rushed up.

"Give us a box." Xia Yuxing said.

"Come with me, please."

Follow the waiter.

They came to a box, and the opposite side of the box was the open door of another box. At a glance, Xia Yuxing saw the African "fat paper" that made him and others suffer a little.

But.

The other side doesn't know him anymore.

It's hot. It's pouring stuff into your mouth.

"Close the door."

If you don't see it, you're clean.

"This is the menu!"

"You've got everything!" Sally's eyes brightened. There are some in China, but almost all of them are here. In Africa, they are so complete. Last time, they ate at Wanqing iron and steel works.

Speaking of this.

The Chinese waiters were excited.

"This is also due to the fact that there is an agricultural company here that specializes in growing and cultivating some unique vegetables in China. Now it is on trial market, and we are among the first batch of all category suppliers."

Soon.

The smell of the fire drifted in the box.

People's appetite is surging.

The dishes are all in order.

We are preparing a big meal.

Suddenly.

There was a lot of noise in the opposite box. Hearing the familiar fat voice, Xia Yuxing felt worried. It was the first day of opening. Did this guy make trouble?