In the monetary history of mankind, there is one country whose currency has become synonymous with disgrace.

Its symbols are scribbled like children's graffiti.

The face value reached 10000000000000 yuan.

And the value of this 100000000000 yuan is less than a beauty... Divide.

Because the currency weighed in weight, the symbol was so large that there was almost no place to print on the banknotes, and the country's economic system collapsed for a time.

It is also because the country's currency is kept out in the sun and will not be stolen, and the name of this country is known to the whole world.

Zimbabwe, formerly known as Rhodesia.

Located in southeastern Africa, close to South Africa, Zambia, Botswana, Mozambique, it is a standard landlocked country.

However, few people know that Zimbabwe, which has since become a disgrace to humanity's currency and a recessionary economy, has always been the second largest economic system in Africa.

It is the most industrially developed country in Africa, with manufacturing, agriculture and mining as the three pillars of the economy.

With income from agriculture and mining alone, Zimbabweb ranks among the top three in Africa.

Agriculture.

Like other African countries, Zimbabwe is rich in natural agricultural conditions.

The land is fertile and rainfall is abundant, making it ideal for agricultural cultivation.

But unlike other African countries where agricultural land is almost abandoned, Zimbabwe's agriculture is so strong that it can rank first on the African continent.

Every year, Zimbabweb produces enough food to monopolize half of Africa's food supply.

Under this kind of monopoly, there must be unimaginable profits.

As for minerals.

It is also the opposite of many African countries.

Zimbabwebu has well-established mining and processing procedures.

Exploration, mining, smelting, processing, and then semi-finished products for sale worldwide.

With the two basic resources of agriculture and mining, Zimbabwe can earn a large amount of foreign exchange every year.

The Zimbabwean dollar is exchanged against the US dollar.

0.78 Zimbabes to 1 US dollar.

In terms of per capita wealth alone, Zimbabwe's people have the highest income in all of Africa, compared to the Asian tigers of South Korea (South Korea).

Zimbabweb is located in the southern hemisphere, and the end of January is the hottest summer of the year.

The sun in the sky was like a huge ball of fire scorching the earth.

In the air, the heat wave when water vapor is evaporated is visible to the naked eye.

In this kind of hot weather, if you can, everyone wants to stay in a cool room and not go out.

Of course, it would be best if you had an air conditioner.

Twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

It's the hottest time of the day.

It was at this time that several young Chinese men walked in the white ghetto area of Harare, the capital of Zimbabwe.

Zimbabwebu is a black country and a white-run country.

So the appearance of several Chinese people here is very eye-catching and abrupt.

These young Chinese are not very old, about 25 years old.

Almost the same dress and very similar body type.

They have dark skin and a small flat head.

From the outside, they are all very ordinary young people.

However, these very ordinary young people have a temperament that is completely different from ordinary people.

Their steps are uniform, even if they seem casual on the surface, but the kind of coordinated steps can also make those who know something see something.

On Queen Harare Avenue.

One of the group asked suddenly.

"Staff Officer Wu, you said that it is a black country, why is it so much richer here than ours. Look at our place, it's all ghosts, and it's where people live. ”

The man who seemed to be at the front stopped and spoke.

"Didn't you say it, just call me Brother Long outside, don't shout about your position. ”

"Brother Long, you are more knowledgeable than us, tell me why the two countries are black, and they are so close, how can one be the same as heaven and the other is simply hell?"

The man who was scolded didn't mind, he said with a hippie smile.

'Brother Long' stopped and took a serious look at the city that had arrived for the first time.

In the city, residential, commercial and industrial areas are in order.

There are few high-rise buildings in the residential area, and they are all villas one after another.

The business district is bustling, with British-style architecture and everything from modern shopping malls to large traditional markets and roadside vendors, with as much variety of goods as the city itself.

THE LARGEST SHOPPING MALL IN THE CITY, IT IS NO LESS LARGE THAN SOME OF NEW YORK'S SUPERMALLS, AND ITS OPEN, FULLY EXPOSED STEEL ARCHITECTURE IS QUITE CREATIVE.

The most interesting thing is that most of the people here are very cultivated.

Suave and polite, it doesn't feel like they're in the same space compared to other black countries they're in.

Passers-by, men and women, young and old, rubbed shoulders with them, or greeted them with a smile or a smile.

According to passers-by, they Zimbabweans have received British education since they were young, so they attach great importance to personal cultivation.

Citizens weave their way through the streets in an orderly manner, and a variety of vehicles speed along the roads that are not very congested, according to the traditional British rule of "drive right and drive left".

All this is completely different from Zambia, where they are located, and Congo and Guinea that they have visited.

'Brother Long' had to admit it.

Compared to Harare, the place where they are is hell is really hell.

After observing for a moment, 'Brother Long' spoke.

"I used to hear the head of the regiment talk to the boss and accidentally mention these issues.

The boss said that let blacks play politics and economics, and God will laugh until his stomach hurts when he hears it.

You see, in the inner city, it's mainly white, and the senior officials here are basically whites.

These whites own seventy percent of the wealth of the whole of Zimbabwe.

That's why it's so rich. ”

"It seems that this is indeed the case, even the outer city is much better than our place. You say that whites have so much wealth, how would these agree. ”

Look at the blacks in other places, who can't even afford to wear clothes every day. If you look at the blacks here, there are cars to drive, and there are big villas to live in. Anyway, whoever is managed is management, so why make yourself inferior to a dog!"

"Well, it seems that the blacks here are not that stupid. Look at our land, those are stupider than pigs. So many people are starving to death and don't know how to farm, what a bunch of fools. ”

'Brother Long' scoffed.

"You didn't listen to what our boss said and what the head of the regiment said.

Niggers are as lazy and stupid as shit, and they don't understand what hard work and wisdom are. You see how much land in Zambia is deserted, so if it is put in our hometown, how many people will rush to plant, and that gang of shit is good, one by one, they would rather starve to death than be too lazy to plant. This kind of shit, you don't need to sympathize with it after you die. ”

"Isn't it, it's all shit. ”

"Okay, let's go down to business now, Helian City, Chen Baizhou, follow me, and the rest, act as planned. ”

"Yes, Chief of Staff. ”

This time, 'Brother Long' didn't correct the title again.

He raised his hand.

"Get moving. ”

......

132 Queen's Road East Street, Standard Chartered Bank (Zimbabweb) Branch.

In the president's office on the third floor, there were bursts of beautiful voices from time to time.

Inside.

President Joss Venals sits on the sofa in a top.

On either side of him were two bewitching women with completely different skin tones.

On the left, there is a woman with white skin and blond hair.

She has a hot body and an explosive body that is unique to European and American women.

The slender legs are tight and elastic.

On the right, a dark black woman.

Her skin is delicate and silky, and her lips are thick without losing their sensuality, which is Joss Venals's favorite lip shape.

Because, this allows him to get the most different kind of pleasure.

Like a lot of black women.

This young black woman has a round buttocks that many men are mad about.

The round and upright shape always arouses the most primitive impulses of human beings.

Joss Vernals sat in the middle, playing with the two beauties around him.

The mix of black and white is a perfect visual treat.

The difference between the delicate and the concave in the palm of the hand makes Joss Venals feel like he is in heaven.

Jos Vernals couldn't be more glad about this.

At the time of the acquisition of Standard Chartered Bank, Joss Wieners felt that his global CEO could continue to work at other banks, if he could not make it to himself.

As long as he has the ability, he is not afraid of being fired at all.

But that damn Robert Badenberg actually used chicken feathers as an arrow, forcing him to resign even if he wanted to.

What's even worse is that the guy declares a personal vendetta and wants to kick him to hell.

When he heard that he was about to be thrown into Africa, Jos Venals had the heart to die.

What a place Africa is.

It is the closest place to the magma of hell, and it is all obscurantism and barbarism.

There, far from civilization and luxury.

There, the soul of man will be scorched by the flames of hell.

Therefore, Joss Venals's hatred for Robert roared like the water of a yellow spring.

If he could, he really didn't want to go to that kind of rotten place in Africa.

However, in the face of a huge severance compensation of up to $2.6 million, Jos Venals had to give in.

$260.

If you sell him, I'm afraid you can make up half of it.

Threatened with high compensation, Jos Venals had to pick up his luggage and rush to Africa in New York.

At that time, Joss Venals only had hatred and deep despair for Robert in his heart.

But when he landed in Harare, he realized that this was not hell at all, it was simply heaven.

Here, the sky is high and the emperor is far away.

He can do whatever he wants without fear of being complained.

Here, he is like a chieftain, exercising supreme power.

Here, he can get whatever he wants, as long as he wants.

The price paid is only a small amount of money.

"Oh..."

Under extreme stimulation, Joss Venals subconsciously groaned.

"Baby, you're so good. I love you. ”

Joss Venals lowered his head and looked affectionately at the two beautiful women who were trying to please him.

He reached out and gently rubbed it on the blonde's head.

Then, he changed his hand and squeezed the black woman's sleek part.

It is so elastic and soft as a satin touch.

Even heaven is nothing more than that.

"Baby, come on. ”

Joss Venals patted the black woman's buttocks and motioned for her to sit on his lap.

Then.

The two snorted softly together.

"Oh. Aisiva, you are amazing. ”

As a white man, Joss Venals was very fond of the black woman in his arms.

His skin, which was completely different from that of a white woman, always aroused his deepest impulses.

When Aisiwa heard the praise, he rose up regardless of it.

Joss Venals couldn't bear to snub the white woman, so he grabbed the white woman's neck and kissed her the red lips.

The smell of extravagance and sinking wafted in the room.

Jos Vernals is immersed in his paradise.

For the rest of his life, he just wanted to stay here.

"Bang bang..."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the office door.

Jos Vernals was furious.

Being interrupted at this time, he almost had a murderous heart.

Jos Venals roared.

"Damn it, who's who. I'm busy with something right now, I'll talk about it later. ”

Unfortunately, Jos Wieners's rant was of no use.

No one answered him, but the damn knock sounded again.

"Bang bang..."

Really angry this time.

In Harare, someone dared to ruin his good deeds at this time, and he simply didn't want to live.

Jos Vernals scolded.

"Damn, you listen to me, I'm busy right now, and you're looking for me again. ”

This time, it worked.

Amid Joss Wieners' roar, the knocking on the door outside stopped.

Joss Venals let out a sigh of relief, and he gently comforted the beautiful woman in his arms with his hand, motioning for her to continue with the action she had not done before.

The feeling of interruption was ignited again.

But before Joss Venals could savor it, he suddenly heard a loud bang.

"Tong" sound.

The locked office door was kicked open from the outside.

Jos Vernals is going mad.

Especially after seeing the person who kicked open the office door he didn't know, he immediately had the urge to kill with a gun.

In Harare, it is a capital offense to dare to break through the door of the bank president.

"Bastard, who are you who dare to trespass into my office and know who I am? Get out of here. ”

The person who came did not move.

After glancing at the girl who was still straddling Joss Venals, he spoke politely.

"Mr. Venals, I suggest that you have your female companions get dressed first, I think our conversation will be delayed for a while. Your air conditioner is turned on too much, I'm afraid they'll catch a cold. ”

"Damn bastards, who are you and who will talk to you. Get the hell out of here. ”

"Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot to introduce myself, please forgive me for my faux pas. Mr. Venals, I'm Wu Dalong, the captain of Darkwater International, I don't know if I can sit down with you and talk to you?"

“......”

Joss Venals was intimidated.

After spending most of his time in Harare for more than half a year, how could he not have heard the name of Darkwater International.

This is the most famous mercenary group in South Africa in the last year.

He rose to prominence when he helped Guinea quell unrest and helped Zambian government forces win a victory a month ago.

The limelight is unbeatable for a while.

Playing with this kind of hyena, Jos Venals really doesn't have the guts.

Jos Wieners had nothing to do.

He could only signal his female companions to get dressed.

The guys at the door were staring at each other, and Joss Vernals was worried about what was going to happen.

The notorious hyena, but he can do anything.

Thankfully, Jos Wieners's fears did not materialize.

His female companions got dressed and left the room.

This put Jos Venals' heart at ease.

"Gentlemen, I don't know what you have to do with me, to break into my office so rudely, I need an explanation. ”

I have to say that Jos Wieners is very generous.

He was able to sit in the position of global CEO of Standard Chartered in the past, and he was very bold and courageous.

Even if he knew that the person who came was a member of the Darkwater Mercenary Group, even if he knew that the person who came was carrying a gun, he still spoke strongly.

This point, even Wu Dalong secretly admired in his heart.

If it is placed in China, I am afraid that this guy in front of him will faint in fright.

No wonder the boss thinks so highly of this guy.

Under Jos Venals's questioning, Wu Dalong saluted with both legs.

"Wu Dalong, the captain and staff officer of Darkwater International, was ordered to come and cooperate with Venals to complete the mission. If you are offended, please forgive me. ”

Joss Wieners looked confused.

He didn't know the guy in front of him, and he had nothing to do with Darkwater International.

But why would this guy say that he was ordered to cooperate with him in completing the mission.

What the hell.

"Hey, I said, are you looking for the wrong person? I don't know you, and I don't have any dealings with Darkwater International. ”

"Are you Mr. Joss Venals?"

"Yes, I am. ”

Wu Dalong shrugged.

"That's right, I've been ordered to work with you on your mission, and if you're the president of Standard Chartered Harare, you're right. ”

“...”

Joss Vernals blinked, still not understanding what was going on.

In Joss Venals's bewilderment, Wu Dalong patted his head apologetically.

"Oh, I'm sorry I forgot the most important thing. ”

After Wu Dalong finished speaking, he took out a military encrypted phone from his body and handed it to Jos Venals.

"You can answer the phone later, and you'll understand. ”

Jos Venals blankly took the satellite phone handed over by Wu Dalong.

He didn't wait two minutes before the phone in his hand rang suddenly.

"Bell bell bell..."

A hurried bell rang.

After Wu Dalong made a gesture of please, Joss Venals pressed the answer button.

"Hi Jos. I'm George. You'll be able to get a call that someone over there has arrived. Then the next task, I hope you keep in mind. ”

The call came from George King, the global CEO of Standard Chartered.

This familiar voice made Joss Venals's grievances and doubts explode all at once.

He asked, growling.

"Damn George, tell me what the hell is going on. What Darkwater International, what tasks, you tell me all clearly. ”

"Oh, you don't know about Darkwater International! since you don't know, wait until you know before you ask me this question. ”

Jos Vernals's brain suddenly short-circuited.

I just didn't know what I asked you, and if I did, I asked you what you were doing.

It took a moment for Joss Venals to realize that he had been tricked by George King.

"Damn George, hurry up and tell me what's going on. These barbarians suddenly broke into my office, did you instigate it, and wanted to avenge their personal vendetta? ”

"My dear Brother Jos, we are friends, how could I let someone else do such a thing, I think you must have misunderstood. ”

“......”

Lao Tzu's surname is Venals, your surname is Jin, which brother am I with you.

This damn bastard.

Joss Venals gritted his teeth and didn't say anything.

But the gurgling sound made George King hear his anger clearly.

On the other end of the line, George King had an embarrassed and smug smile on his face.

Then he shrugged.

"Well, Jos, my brother. It looks like you really need to learn about Darkwater International. But I can't tell you too much, you just need to know that Darkwater International only listens to the boss's orders, and the people who come to your side are responsible for cooperating with you in completing tasks and keeping you safe. ”

"Boss?

"Oh, Jos. You must have forgotten who you are. Which boss do you say? Who threw you to Harare? I think you'll be happy with the paradise there!"

"You mean him, Zhao of Giant Stone Capital?"

"Jos, I have to warn you, please pay attention to your tone. Please use honorifics for our boss, call the boss or boss, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, it's just a stinky boy, by..."

Jos Venals couldn't go on.

He suddenly found that the atmosphere in the room was a little frozen, and that solidification made him instinctively feel the crisis.

When he looked up, he saw two people walking up to him.

The eyes of those two people were so cold that they seemed to be looking at two dead people.

In the undisguised murderous intent of those two pairs of eyes, Joss Venals shivered violently.

He seemed to understand what George King meant otherwise.

Jos Venals has always felt that it was because of luck that Jushi Capital was able to beat Standard Chartered to a loss.

He even suspected that George King and Boulder Capital were colluding in that policy.

Jos has always despised this.

As a banker, this vile method of violating the law is the one that Jos Venals disdains the most.

But now, Joss Venals doesn't seem to be the case.

From George King's meaning, Darkwater International belongs to Jushi Capital at all.

Half a year ago, Jushi Capital acquired Standard Chartered.

But more than a year ago, with the same luxurious equipment as the U.S. Navy Seals, Darkwater International has already made a name for itself on the African continent.

Jos Wieners reacted quickly.

He pretended not to notice the anomaly in the room and laughed dryly.

"George, what's the boss's task. ”

The repression in the room suddenly disappeared.

Joss Venals secretly exhaled and cursed secretly.

Damn hyenas.

But the next moment, Joss Venals's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

"Oh, it's not a big task, the boss asked you to sell Zimbabwebu by the way. ”

Sold Zimbabwe?

Are you kidding.

How can a country say sell and sell.

Soon, George King gave Joss Venals a plan for this mission.

And then.

Jos Vernals felt like the world had gone crazy.

Hell yes.

Is this really going to sell a country!

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