Maye Mantar was dissatisfied, but the cruel reality forced her to bow her proud head.

And she also understood what her father meant, and bit her lip to approve Cao Mo to add Albert Beale and Little Kusky to the list of members of the disaster relief committee.

Albert Beal, the eldest son of Almududi, is 26 years old this year, and he did not graduate from high school when the Akwa coup was in turmoil, let alone continue to higher education.

However, Almududi never gave up his geological research on the porphyry formations in Drake's subterranean area, and Albert was always his main assistant, which lasted until Albert got married two years ago, and he did not have the energy to continue to do these things that others considered absolutely "superfluous", and at this time he had a small income as a low-level clerk in the Drake regional office of the oil and mining group.

Albert Beale had long been trained directly from his father in geology and mining exploration, and was considered by the likes of Kabuja and Ututan to be highly professional.

Like the vast majority of unemployed young people in the area, like the vast majority of unemployed young people in the area, except for some odd jobs, they spent all day in the towns looking for odd jobs to support their families.

On the one hand, the descendants of the colonizers are still at an absolute disadvantage compared with Drake's main ethnic groups, the Akan and Kanwa, and on the other hand, they are severely suppressed at many levels such as politics and economy.

Kabuja's original plan was to hire Albert, Almouduri's eldest son, as a geological exploration engineer, and also to offer a basic position to Almududi's second son, Muller.

Of course, Cao Mo has different plans.

At noon, a large crowd of refugees would flock to the camp, and it was actually Albert and Muller, Almududi's two sons, who tried to bring more of his friends and neighbours to the camp for help, but the news spread and thousands of victims rushed to the camp.

Kabuja and the others were quite annoyed by this, they thought that Albert and Muller had disregarded the interests of the company, and if it weren't for Cao Mo's intention to extend a generous helping hand to the descendants of the affected colonists, this matter was very likely to cause uncontrollable chaos.

Kabuja's impassioned views on Albert and Muller, as well as his more negative and serious predictions about the state of affairs, can be said to have left deep traces on him from centuries of ethnic antagonism and anti-colonial ideology in this land.

Of course, compared to the radical nationalists, this factor in Kabuja's mind is quite moderate.

Cao Mo didn't think about convincing him now, thinking that it might not be appropriate for Albert Beale to directly join the follow-up exploration work and assume a more important position now, and seeing that he also cared deeply about the interests of the descendants of the colonists, he thought about stuffing him into the disaster relief self-help committee - Mueller was too young to have a formal position, so it was better to do miscellaneous things with the past.

And Cao Mo also thought about stuffing little Kusky in, mainly because of the thrilling scene of the southern shore of Conero Lake being besieged by members of the Brotherhood of Steelfist.

At that time, fortunately, the Jidam family was already a lost dog pushed by the wall, and Cao Mo gave Niz Oppenheimer and others what they wanted, and the situation was quickly calmed down.

What if the Giddham family had not completely lost power at that time, and still had the strength to fight back, or if the greed of powerful people such as Nitz Oppenheimer had not been satisfied, and they still wanted to take a bite of the Chinese businessmen?

In that case, how far will things spiral out of control on the south shore of Lake Conero?

Cao Mo has not yet been in contact with Drake's local dignitaries and powerful figures, and Abuja and Xiao Jun have taken care of this side of affairs before, so Cao Mo naturally has to consider whether the competitors they will face in the future will be stronger, more ruthless, and more unscrupulous?

The construction of white communities on the east bank of the Usan River also had to build up internal security forces, and Cao Mo stuffed the little Kuski into it, hoping to be directly responsible for this matter, but at this time he would not make a point on Mey Mantal.

It is difficult to say whether there will be a conflict with local forces when a large number of relief supplies arrive on the east bank of the Wusan River, and when they have to apply to the local government to return some of the land used to build the community.

In any case, it is now necessary for the FDD's Drake office and the Disaster Relief Self-Help Committee to establish the post of Security Adviser.

Cao Mocai doesn't care whether the black and white girls who are too particular about right and wrong are dissatisfied in their hearts, this is the condition he must accept if he wants Mey Mantal.

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The vast majority of people have no idea what deeper intentions are behind the disaster relief self-help committee, and the top leaders of the Democratic Promotion Front, who know the inside story, will have to cooperate more deeply with Cao Mo in the future, and it is impossible that they will not even accept this level of compromise.

In this way, the disaster relief self-help committee was hastily set up, and the initial division of labor was quickly made within it.

At this time, everything was busy with disaster relief, and no one thought to question anything.

Cao Mo arranged for a temporary camp to be set up in the southwest corner of the exploration area, which served as the office and storage space of the disaster relief self-help committee.

In the early hours of the morning, 2,000 tents, diesel generators and other equipment and materials arrived at the camp, and Cao Mo directly handed them over to the Disaster Self-Help Committee to take over, and also promised Maye Mantar that in addition to the hundreds of thousands of dollars in relief materials that would be handed over free of charge, he would also donate one million US dollars directly to the Drake Office and the Disaster Relief Self-Help Committee of the Front for Democracy Promotion.

Money is always fun, even if Cao Mo's intentions are so naked, Mei Yi has to express her gratitude.

Almost telepathic horror intuition, this is not a good thing at this time, while listening to Maye Mantal's verbal thanks, but clearly knowing her inner disdain and dissatisfaction, Cao Mo has no pleasure in throwing money in her heart at all.

In the past decade, although it has been a tragic era for the descendants of the colonizers of Akwa, they have been expelled from their affluent and comfortable homes, their property and property have been forcibly expropriated, and all aspects of education and employment have been suppressed, but in this land of extremely lagging industrial development and education, they have always been the most educated, the most popular, the most skilled and the most disciplined.

The list of disaster relief self-help committees that Maye Mantar brought out at the beginning, regardless of whether the situation of the people involved at this time was difficult due to various objective factors, but they were

Persons who are both capable and concerned about the public interest and have a high reputation among the local colonial descendants.

With Cao Mo's material support, the disaster relief work continued in an orderly manner overnight, without the chaos that Kabuja feared, and the camp in the exploration area was not disturbed in the slightest.

Cao Mo stayed up all night without sleeping, and in the early morning saw thousands of tents being erected overnight, and there was nothing to blame for the work of the disaster relief self-help committee, so they dragged their tired bodies to the hostel in the south of the town.

Since Drake's dealings with Pemei were temporarily interrupted, and Juan Mantar had no way to come to Drake for the time being, Xie Sipeng returned to Mamba first, instead of following Cao Mo to the town's hostel.

The hostel was once the estate of a local business owner, but after the coup d'état, the owner fled overseas, and the estate was expropriated by the local government and sold to the current Akan plantation owner to run as a small hotel.

The inn is not luxurious, it is a small manor-style villa, the main building is only four floors, and the garden area is not large, but it is located in the heart of the early rich residential area.

Even though many of the houses on the outskirts are in dilapidated condition, the overall environment here is excellent.

There are tall palms, jacarandas and other trees everywhere, the roads are straight and neat, the corners of the fenced courtyard walls are full of flowers, and there are no dense mosquitoes, and there are not many traces left after the rainstorm, but because of this rainstorm, the climate is somewhat cooler, and the surrounding grass and trees look fresher, and the east bank of the Wusan River is like two worlds.

Drake's industry and mining industry are now in decline, and the town doesn't have much business travel in a day.

Business in the hotel was rather bleak, and Kabuja had chartered the entire hotel in advance so that Cao Mo could come and move in, and the conditions in the exploration operation camp, which was also Cao Mo's temporary office in Drake, were too shabby.

In this point, the whole world is common, the big boss will be taken care of by his subordinates wherever he goes, Cao Mo was purely self-inflicted last night, he wants to have a deeper understanding of the exploration operations here.

The first floor is the reception and reception area and security room, the second floor is converted into an office area, and the third and fourth floors are the living and leisure areas with six bedrooms.

In addition, there is a three-storey annex building that serves as a dormitory for accompanying staff.

Cao Mo, along with Stari and Zhou Han, went straight to the three bedrooms on the fourth floor, leaving the three bedrooms on the third floor empty for reception - if Juan Mantal and Brahm had come, there would have been no better place to stay in Drake.

The only downside to the fourth floor is that the master bedroom has a separate bathroom, the other two bedrooms share a bathroom with the third floor, and then there is a shared bathroom on the first floor - this is the style of the early home, and the owner did not transform this place as a high-end hotel.

Stari threw her suitcase down and rushed to the bathroom to take a shower.

Zhou Han was also busy for a day, feeling that the bone shelves were about to fall apart, standing in the common living room on the fourth floor, looking at the palm grove outside the window, he couldn't help but sigh:

"Kabuja looks stupid and big, his ability to manage the business is not bad, and he is also very good at shooting the big boss's sycophants,"

"I can't live here for long, this guy is mainly planning for himself!" Cao Mo smiled.

Zhou Han didn't have the heart to deal with Cao Mo anymore, returned to her room, turned out the toiletries, and took a hot shower in the bathroom on the third floor, so she made up for her sleep.

When she walked to the staircase, she heard a muffled sound of "plopping" from Cao Mo's room, and she looked to see that the door of the room had been closed, and she didn't know what was going on, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I didn't pay attention to the room and fell!" Cao Mo's dull voice came.

Listening to Cao Mo's voice, where did it seem to come out of the room, obviously there was still a floor apart, went into the bathroom to peep at Stari taking a bath, and was knocked to the ground by Stari?

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Cao Mo was really not knocked to the ground by Stari, it was he who was too eager to walk into the bathroom barefoot, but he didn't expect the floor tiles in the bathroom to be stained with water, he didn't pay attention to the slipping under his feet, and sat down on the ground.

Stari just wrapped herself in a bath towel, and when she saw Cao Mo grinning in pain, she didn't get out of the bathtub and punched and kicked him, but gloated on the edge of the bathtub and watched a good show.

"I don't know how much sweat I have, and my whole body is sticky and uncomfortable!" Cao Mo waited for the buttocks to be less painful, before he limped up, and saw Starry's fierce eyes, he didn't dare to approach the bathtub, took off his sweaty shirt, took out a towel and stood in front of the washstand, pretending to wet the water to scrub the dirt on his body.

Stari was angry and amused, and her heart softened at the sight of the coin-sized scar under his left rib.

Peeking at Starry's expression from the mirror, Cao Mo said tentatively: "The bathtub is so big, two people will not squeeze when they sit in it, and it can save water, we Chinese were taught to say that Africa is particularly short of water when we were young, and I am particularly unaccustomed to those who waste water——"

"Aren't you very good at guessing, do you want to guess if I'm going to hit you if you take off your clothes and sit in the tub?" asked Starry, propped her elbows on the edge of the tub and cupped her tender cheeks.

Starry will do it or not, it is completely Schrödinger's cat, even if Cao Mo has an almost telepathic intuition, she has to really take off her clothes and step into the bathtub with one foot to know the result.

However, looking at Stari's pure and beautiful cheeks that were soaked in hot water, and looking at her narrow and smart beautiful eyes, Cao Mo was also like congested with blood, rubbed to the edge of the bathtub, and said, "You are so dirty, I'll help you rub your back?"

Cao Mo put her hands on Starry's exposed snowy shoulders, and Stari grabbed the edge of her palms with both hands, and before she could break it out, she didn't care to kiss her on the lips.

"You bastard! The water is all stained by you!" Stari was not willing to break Cao Mo's hand after all, seeing him hugging her body like a wrestling and tumbling into the bathtub, the two of them splashed all over the ground, and Cao Mo didn't even take off his thick and dirty jeans, so he pushed him away angrily.

Seeing that Cao Mo was about to stand up and take off her clothes and pants, Stari glared at him and said, "Don't let me see that ugly thing." ”

Cao Mo could only sit in the water and take off her wet clothes and pants, pulled Stari over, and said, "I'll help you wipe your back and look at the dirty ...... on your body."

"You've been on the road for a few days, and you didn't sleep all night last night, why is this thing so annoying!" Stari was hugged by Cao Mo in her arms, and she felt panicked behind her waist, and when she saw Cao Mo's hand touching her indiscriminately, she grabbed his hand and said, "Say yes to help me wipe my back, talking doesn't count,

You can't beat me if I do it!"

"You have to wash it in front of you!" Cao Mo grabbed the delicate peak, and waited until Stari's body was completely softened before daring to turn her body over and kiss her on the lips.

"No, Mr. Song will be angry!" Stari remembered the last line of defense.

"I told Yuqing that we are innocent, she doesn't believe it alive or dead, we feel that we can't be wronged by her in vain!" Cao Mo picked Stari's body up from the water, and ran to the bedroom without caring about drying the water stains on her body......

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Zhou Han slept beautifully, and saw that the sunset had set on the treetops of the palm grove in the west, like a huge salted duck egg yolk, and then he felt hungry.

Pushing open the door, seeing Cao Mo lying naked on the big bed on all fours, Stari was also not wearing a thread, sleeping with her face against Cao Mo's chest, Zhou Han subconsciously wanted to retract her feet, not wanting to be worried about the dream of this pair of wild mandarin ducks, but the sunset sun shone in through the window and fell on Stari's snow-white back and buttocks that could not see a trace of flaws, the curve was so charming, she couldn't help but be stunned when she saw it as a woman, and secretly wondered if her back could be so beautiful!

The legs are so slender, and the thick dark brown hair covers the stunning face like a flowing spring, draped on Cao Mo's bronzed chest, Zhou Han found that Cao Mo's well-defined muscles give people a sculptural beauty, and if you look at it seriously, Cao Mo has a good skin given by God.

"What time is it?" Cao Mo opened his eyes, straightened up slightly, looked at the door of Zhou Han's standing room, and opened his mouth to ask.

"The sun is about to set, I just woke up, my stomach is hungry, you have slept until now?" Zhou Han asked.

At this time, hearing the voice of Mei Mantal talking downstairs, Zhou Han turned around and saw Mei Yi coming up the stairs.

Zhou Han closed the door of the room, blocked May's peeping eyes, and asked, "Miss Mantal, is there something wrong?"

Mei Yi looked at Zhou Han and saw that her skirt was thin, and a pair of charming peaks lifted the silk nightdress high, and then thought of the glimpse just now that Cao Mo had a delicate body in her arms.

Although the relationship between men and women in Western society is more open, she has believed in Christianity since she was a child, and she is still not used to this kind of relationship between one man and two women who are half openly messing around, frowning and saying: "It's nothing, don't disturb your rest......"

After a busy day, the vast majority of the affected people have been largely resettled, and the disaster relief self-help committee has drawn up a plan for the procurement and deployment of disaster relief materials.

The funds and materials were all out of Cao Mo's pocket, and Mei Yi thought that she would have to explain to Cao Mo anyway, and then she wanted to find local officials to continue to negotiate the affairs of the members of the Disaster Relief Committee, in addition to asking for some materials from the local government, she also wanted to ask for a quasi-official name.

Her father, Juan Mantal, said the same thing, in order to pave the way for the next step in building white communities.

She ran back to the town, but she didn't expect to see a piercing scene.

May's look of disdain was too pale, and she turned around and went downstairs without saying anything, Zhou Han could guess what she had misunderstood, but she didn't want to explain anything.

At this time, hearing Cao Mo and Stari talking in the room, Zhou Han thought that he and Stari were going to spring breeze again, and they were going downstairs first, but they heard a "snap" sound in the room, and the movement was not small, but when he pushed the door open, he saw Cao Mo's bare ass sitting on the floor, and Stari took a bath towel to wrap the woman's greedy body, and walked to the bathroom with a disdainful face.

"Kicked out of bed?" Zhou Han asked stunned.

Cao Mo was ashamed to wrap herself in the sheet, not wanting to face the fact that she had just been kicked out of bed by Stari.

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The road between Drake and Pemei was washed away, along with the train tracks, and it was unknown when it would be repaired.

Cao Mo did not want to contact the Drake regional government and the regional office officials of the petroleum and mining group for a short time, so after dinner, he sat in the garden and read the information.

The gazebo in the garden, surrounded by gauze to shield mosquitoes, is breezy and does not have a trace of heat, except for the wireless network card that is always connected to the Internet, everything here is perfect.

The laptop showed that the wireless network card was working normally, and there was also a weak signal display, Zhou Han was not sure what was wrong, and there was no sign of data connection when he opened the web page or email attempt.

It doesn't matter if Zhou Han doesn't go online, but Cao Mo has work emails to deal with every day, so she finds Taiya and moves the on-board satellite communication equipment to the courtyard.

After being busy and confirming that Cao Mo was able to send and receive emails, Zhou Han sat down in front of his computer and saw that the mailbox showed an unnamed encrypted email.

"What kind of information, you were stunned?" Cao Mo, who was sitting opposite, looked up and asked.

"It's nothing, I was bitten by a mosquito!" Zhou Han patted the slender calf exposed under the hem of his skirt.

Cao Mo forked his finger and pointed to his eyes, indicating that his eyes were not blind, and Starry, who was so arrogant as sitting next to Cao Mo like a human and not kicking Cao Mo out of bed at all, also looked up vigilantly.

Zhou Han smiled bitterly and turned the laptop over.

"Liang Yuan is contacting you?" Cao Mo saw that it was an unnamed encrypted email and asked, "The email is so short, what is it written?"

Although the encrypted email is only a few short foreign symbols, Zhou Han does not need to compile them specifically to know what they mean: "These ciphertexts are translated, which should be the English abbreviation of the Strugold Mining Company......"

"What does he want to do?" Stari asked, frowning.

"If my guess is correct, Liang Yuan should be hiding somewhere to watch our every move, and guess that we have found something on the east bank of the Usan River," Zhou said, "Liang Yuan obviously sees that there is a very big uncertainty about our investment in Drake, that is, once Akwa re-loosens restrictions on foreign investment in the mineral and energy industries, will Strum Gold Mining Company return to Akvaso the assets that were expropriated ten years ago, including the prospecting rights in the Drake area?"

"What a smart and greedy guy!" Cao Mo said lightly on his forehead.

"But a self-righteous fool!" Stari said dismissively, "Aren't we doing so much just to plug these holes little by little?