Chapter 390： : Essence of Man and Beast

west africa

Dakar!

The capital of Senegal is bordered by Mauritania to the north, Mali to the east, Guinea and Guinea-Bissau to the south, and the Cape Verde Islands to the west. The coastline is about 700 kilometers long. Because it was once a French colony, you can see the French style that can be seen everywhere in the city.

Of course, there is nothing romantic here.

Senegal, which only "run away" from France in 1960, is still in an upward stage of domestic economic conditions. Compared with the civil war in Angola next door, it may really be worthy of their title of "Little Paris".

The domestic situation is very stable. After all, being one of the top ten poorest countries in the world has caused many people to lose confidence in him. If there is oil under it, maybe it will be another prosperity.

Reteba Lake, 30 kilometers outside Dakar City, is a famous tourist attraction. The locals call it "Pink Lake", while Rose Lake comes from the French LacRose. It's not too beautiful to see the pink all over the lake.

And around this scenery on the edge of Reitba Lake, many shops were born.

The local residents in cool clothes watched helplessly the few people on the street, hoping that someone could see their stubbornness.

Tourism is still a short board in Africa at present.

Except for a small number of people who walked into this world with dreams, who would come here to face the hail of bullets.

But in one of the shops, a small two-story western-style building, it was closed tightly, and the iron gate was pulled tight. Only the signboard outside the door read: "Xuanwushi Logistics Company".

The people next to it didn't know what it was for. They never saw people coming in and out. There are also curious people who want to listen to the knocking sound, but apart from infiltrating people, I am afraid there is no other benefit.

Zhang Xiyuan, the chairman of Xuanwushi, came out of the office with a cigarette in his mouth, just in time to see an employee carrying a box, staggering on his feet, and almost fell, so scared that he hurried over, "Hey hey!" Several times, and then went up and slapped the employee on the back of the head, "Do you want us all to die together? This is a grenade, not your condom!"

The employee was a young man he hired. Obviously, he had not received much intimidation, but he also cherished this job very much. He earned close to five dollars a day, which was enough for this 17-year-old black boy to support his family. He was busy Apologizing, Zhang Xiyuan waved his hands, frowned, and urged him to be careful.

Turning around with his waist in his hands, he saw Wu Changsong standing at the door of the office.

"Old Zhang, you scared the kids." Wu Changsong said with a smile.

Zhang Xiyuan said very cautiously, "From the perspective of human beings, the animal world is cruel, the strong prey on the weak, and you will live to the death. However, the cruelty of animals is precisely because of their honesty, while human beings always pretend to be non-cruel. , but in private is full of contradictions, hypocrisy, greed and deceit, just like there is so much chicken soup in this society, it may not be any better, we are in the business of cutting off heads, and mistakes at any time are not allowed , we are not as strong as Nicholas, and we must be more cautious when we are weak."

Basalt is not the savior.

The savior has strong connections and armed forces, but what about basalt?

There are only two uncles who are in their fifties, and the wrinkles on their faces are full of vicissitudes. There are goods worth two hundred thousand dollars in this shop, most of them are guns, and there are also a few individual weapons. Senegal is not Somalia, but this The cannibal world is still the world.

If they don't want to be swallowed by others, they can only maintain greater vigilance.

At this age, they still have to choose to fight. It is nothing more than the boring life that they advertise, and they don't want to die.

Stimulation, passion!

"Old Wu, no one will let us go because of our age, just like no matter how old I am, I will never give up US dollars." Zhang Xiyuan said word by word, his almost perfect speech made Wu Changsong feel Unfamiliar, but the adrenaline surged, and he stood still unknowingly, "You are right, we are on the battlefield."

A war for dollars.

The world always eats people, and it is people's turn to eat the world!

"I have already found an official in Algeria to help us introduce people from the military. I heard that there is a very powerful intervention team in them. I want to recruit some people to support our framework." Zhang Xiyuan Say.

He should be talking about the Algerian Special Intervention Group, called GIS in French. It is one of the most terrifying special forces in Africa. In Algeria, it is called "Endure". In addition to "special care", this army will often kill hostages to organize criminals to use hostages as bargaining chips.

Since 1987, they have been fighting some extremists, and it is not convenient to describe them specifically.

Of course, what made them most famous at home and abroad was the later "kidnapping of oil facilities".

Wu Changsong also looked at him in surprise, "Are you related in Algeria?"

"This person has been in one place for a long time, so he knows something." Zhang Xiyuan didn't want to say more, and Wu Changsong didn't want to ask too much, but it was inevitable that he would start to mutter in his heart, and he still had to pretend to be paralyzed, and nodded. , Press the half of the cigarette in his hand directly against the wall to extinguish it. This action is a bit too vicious, without any civilized qualities. When he threw the cigarette **** on the ground, Zhang Xiyuan walked up and stomped it out with his toes as if nothing had happened.

"Let's start with this shop first. After a while, I'll go to Angola. The anti-government forces over there need me. Of course, the government forces also need me. You stay here to guard the base camp." Zhang Xiyuan is really desperate. Yes, take the initiative to go to the most dangerous place to solicit sales!

He was really fighting, the style of the Northwest guy in his bones was really fierce.

"It's too dangerous..." Wu Changsong said with a frown.

"Danger and opportunity coexist, when the time comes, invite a few bodyguards from Tang Dao."

On the contrary, Zhang Xiyuan seemed very calm, how could it be so easy to make money?

The two roads of a businessman are either to move forward bravely or to retreat. The former may die, but the latter will definitely die! Times eliminate cowardly people, and of course reckless people. Perhaps, he loves the people God likes.

In a word, it's all about life.

Wu Changsong didn't say anything this time, he just wanted to continue smoking but he touched his pocket, turned around, and saw the cigarettes on the desk in the office. Stepping in, the mobile phone on the table rang.

He unhurriedly pulled out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and then answered the phone, "Hello, where?"

As soon as the other person spoke, Wu Changsong laughed, "Lihui, why do you have time to call Dad today?"

"Dad, aren't you busy?" Wu Lihui smiled dryly, and got straight to business, "I called this time because Mr. Tang asked me to explain something to you."

"Mr. Tang felt that the company must be difficult at the beginning. He asked us if we needed a loan, up to three million US dollars, with no interest, for one year. If the part exceeds three million, the annual interest is 3 points. If you have money, It can be deposited in, and the annual rebate is about 1%.”

Is this really a product sale?

Just as Wu Changsong was about to speak, his mind flashed, "What is Tang Dao going to do? Open a bank?"

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