Chapter 934: The Minister Who Ran Into Walls Everywhere

The female clerk politely replied, "My name is Bella, and I am very honored to serve Minister Darryl. But can you ask what you're going to do with our manager?

It seemed to him that the sturdy and tall black minister might have come to procure clothes for their king and some of the wivess and daughters of the magnates, whom he had seen quite a few.

Daryl was a little embarrassed, shook his head and said, "No, I want to discuss with your manager if I can invest in our Tosang country." Or we can invite you to come to us and help build a garment factory. ”

Bella encountered this situation for the first time, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, she was a little undecided, the main purpose of coming here was to sell shoes and get a large number of orders, which was clearly told to everyone in the training, but the matter of building a factory was not involved.

Bella thought for a moment and said, "Then please wait a minute, I can let our manager decide if we need to talk to you about this."

Daryl is very happy, as long as he can talk to the manager, there is hope for this matter, after all, he has studied here, he still understands this kind of thing, and you have no future to talk about this kind of thing with someone who only thinks about this month's salary every day.

"Please wait!" Bella said apologetically and walked away.

After less than three minutes, he walked back, accompanied by a well-dressed white man, and Bella introduced: "Hello Minister Daryl, this is Mr. Sabo, our site manager for this exhibition, you can talk to him about your questions!"

Daryl immediately stretched out his hand and said, "Hello Mr. Saab, I'm Daryl Hitchcock, Minister of Procurement in the Northern Province of Tossan, Africa!"

But Sabo didn't stretch out his hand, but said to him very gentlemanly: "Minister Daryl, I'm short on time, I think we should come and discuss your main matter as soon as possible!"

Daryl was a little embarrassed, he understood what the white man in front of him meant to him, because he was black, and if it was a white man, even if he was a beggar with a muddy face, as long as his hands were clean, he would reach out and shake it.

However, he had an important responsibility to suppress this unpleasant smile and continue to repeat what he had said to Bella before.

"Oh, Minister Daryl, right, you're ...... Yes, but I'd like to ask, how big of a factory are you going to build, how many employees, what kind of garments are you going to produce, how is the traffic in your neighborhood, do you have any roads, or is it close to the port?" Saab asked directly.

Daryl was a little stunned, there were too many questions, but it seemed that this was a normal question, so he had to answer: "We are going to build a garment factory that can accommodate five hundred people, mainly to produce some clothes for daily needs, not as expensive as your goods, as long as you can wear them normally......" With Daryl's introduction, he saw that the smile on Sabo's face slowly disappeared and turned into a flat face.

"I'm sorry Minister Daryl, I'm afraid we can't meet your request, we only make top-quality women's clothing, and we don't involve that kind of clothes for daily wear. And listen to you, the traffic is very inconvenient, I'm afraid that no one of our employees wants to work on your side, and you know that malaria is rampant on your side......"

Sabo spread his hands as he spoke, the meaning was obvious, please leave and try your luck at the next one.

Daryl and his entourage moved around a few more exhibition areas, whether it was a major European or North American clothing brand, each of them was quite enthusiastic at first, but when they heard about his idea, they quickly showed a cold look, which made him very disappointed.

In the exhibition area of South Korea's Three Rice Company, the staff in charge of introducing the products was extremely courteous to Daryl and his party, and recommended several sets of plans that sounded good to them, which basically met his requirements.

But these solutions sound good, and the price doesn't sound expensive, but the trap behind them is as deep as the Great Rift Valley. They demanded that Tosang should open a direct air route to Cairo for them, with planes to take off every day, an American-like intercontinental highway to Cairo with daily armed escorts, and food and special cooks that would suit South Korean tastes...... and so on, which made Daryl instantly disappointed, just listening to these conditions, if they have the ability to do these things, where do they need to beg people to invest in building factories, what can't they do?

Daryl had no choice but to say to the other party with a stiff smile: "I can't decide on this plan yet, I need to discuss it with the domestic report and then reply to you!

His assistant Kanlabi asked depressedly: "Minister Daryl, why is this happening? Just now those people directly decided to do so, but this South Korean company offered such conditions? Don't they want to make money? In fact, the iron ore in our province can be used for them to build factories for processing." ”

"This is discrimination, and there is the value of technology, we are too poor and backward in Africa, and the whole world knows that it is backward. Daryl said with a sigh.

"What are we going to do, do we keep going?" asked Rabbi for advice.

Daryl sat in a chair for the audience to rest, looking up at the full field of advertisements. He only felt like a lonely boat, unable to find his way in this vast ocean. In fact, not only he Daryl himself, but also the 800,000 people of the entire Northern Province combined, in the eyes of those international tycoons, what is the difference between him and grass mustard.

"Why is the road to modernization so difficult?" thought to Daryl sadly.

When he was a student in Paris, he once thought that if the African continent wanted to get rid of poverty, it had to develop various undertakings, otherwise it would not be able to catch up at all, and it would be constrained everywhere. In school, he worked harder than any of his classmates from Africa, and he always hoped that one day he could use his talent to realize his dream of saving the country through industry.

Who would have thought that modernization could not be built by just one or two technicians and a few economically minded people, and that building a complete system requires a lot of investment in money and manpower. What Africa lacks most is precisely capital and talent.

Darryl couldn't help but think of the impassioned slogan that Bayler shouted to the voters during the election campaign: Give me 20 years, and give you back a rich northern province!

Miracles, are miracles so easy to make?

"Forget it, let's go back. "This place isn't for us. ”

Not only was Darryl disappointed, but many of his African friends were disappointed, he saw a black man sitting in another rest place not far away, it was Bandar, the Minister of Commerce of the Republic of Topia, who had come on the same flight as him, and the two talked a lot, they both had a beautiful dream, but it seemed that the other party was also deeply affected, so he did not go to greet him, so as not to see the embarrassment of the other.