"Boss, if I could, I would still like to work on my days off, and I can make more money. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Ke Yuan said again.

"Isn't working five or six days a week enough?" Xiao Jiu asked.

"Of course not. In the past, when we were in a hurry, we would work overtime even at night. Ke Yuan grinned and said: "Now, of course, I want to make more money when I am young, and I can't make money when I am old." ”

A smile appeared on Xiao Jiu's face, but his heart was even heavier.

Dumans iron ore mine is not only related to the supply of raw materials in the domestic steel market and the company's huge profits, but also related to the jobs of countless workers working here.

At this moment, on Xiao Jiu's virtual platform, a prompt sounded out.

"I have something to attend to, and I have time to talk." Xiao Jiu stood up and said.

"Okay, boss."

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"Duruo Iron Mine Destroys Local Ecological Environment"

The Disappearing Yaguyuan Tribe

"Red Dragon Culture Invades NWFB"

What Eleven Lang sent over was the attack on the Dumang Iron Mine by the major media in the Kangaroo Country.

In the first report, the reporter questioned whether the railway to the Dumans iron ore mine would damage the local environment; In the second report, it is believed that the railway will pass through several tribes with special characteristics of Singapore and Pakistan, and will "involve the tribes that are still in the primitive civilization into modern civilization", which is the destruction of the primitive civilization of Singapore and Pakistan.

Looking at the above report, Xiao Jiu couldn't help but smile.

According to the logic of the kangaroo people, it is good for the tribes living in poverty and with extremely high mortality rates to reproduce as always, and become living specimens for the study of the primitive age of human beings; But they never thought that the convenience of transportation brought by the completion of the railway would give the tribes along the way a better life.

Among these reports, the last one made Xiao Jiu the most vigilant.

After deciding to build the Dumang Iron Mine, Xiao Jiu also planned to help build more than a dozen primary and secondary schools near the Dumang Iron Mine in the name of Shiyi Lang, so that local children could receive better education.

These schools will have dedicated hours to teach Chinese, which is more of a business decision for Dumans. After all, after the Dumang iron ore mine is put into operation, it will have to recruit a lot of local labor, and if these workers have received Chinese language education, they will be able to better communicate with the management from China. And all this in the Kangaroo media report is "the brainwashing of the future generation of NWFB" and "the cultural invasion of the red dragon".

This piece of information, which is still on the planning drawings, was definitely revealed to the kangaroo media by the insiders of the NWFB government!

"After all, the country that once ruled the new Pakistan country." Xiao Jiu sighed.

The impact of kangaroos on Singapore and Pakistan is even greater than he imagined.

Just as he was thinking this, there was a sudden commotion outside the camp.

"Boss, boss is not good!" A young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with countless sweat on his forehead, rushed into Xiao Jiu's barracks.

"There's something to say, what's wrong?" Xiao Jiu's brows furrowed slightly dissatisfied.

"Several workers in the camp went fishing in Mogan Lake and were besieged by local villagers...... Now, the villagers have gathered around the door! ”

Before the man's words were finished, Xiao Jiu dodged and rushed out of the barracks.

The door of the barracks has been closed, and outside the door, locals in various clothes are either holding wooden sticks or large bamboos, like zombies in zombie movies, their faces are grim and let out strange screams. Inside the door, the constantly alarmed workers were surrounding the open space near the gate, and many people were already showing anger on their faces.

When Xiao Jiu arrived, the workers automatically separated a road.

In the clearing, there were seven or eight workers, and a shocking blood red was pouring out of them.

Three or four medical staff were busy helping to stop the bleeding, and many workers were also helping to bandage them.

is like a blood-red oil painting, which instantly silences the live broadcast room-

"Ninth Master, what's going on?"

“？？？”

Because there was an inappropriate picture for children, Xiao Jiu directly turned off the camera, and the insight eye scanned the audience, and Xiao Jiu walked towards an unconscious injured person.

"Go to the medicine room and help me get a few silver needles, and if you don't have silver needles, take needles instead." Xiao Jiu said to a young doctor who was covering the blood of the wounded.

The doctor was a little dumbfounded, and he didn't react yet.

"Why don't you go soon?" Xiao Jiu covered the wound in his place and said.

When the silver needle arrived, Xiao Jiu's fingers flew like flying, inserting them into several key acupuncture points of the injured person.

"Great, boss, he should be fine." An old doctor wiped a cold sweat and said.

"He has insufficient blood supply in his body, so I will help him with a blood transfusion as soon as possible." Xiao Jiu looked at the physical characteristics of the injured man and said, "Contact the helicopter and send these wounded to Port More...... Forget it, they still have to recuperate, and when they get to Port More, they will be transferred back to the country as soon as possible. ”

"Boss, don't send me back to China!" Beside the seriously injured, Ke Yuan struggled to stand up.

There were many bandages around the top of his head, half of his face was not completely cleaned of blood, one side of his eyes was bruised and swollen, and his broken arm was clamped to a wooden plank, which was heavily wrapped around like a brown child.

"Don't send me back home." Ke Yuan inhaled in pain and said, "I'll just recuperate in the camp...... After a while, I'll be able to work. ”

Xiao Jiu was silent for a few seconds, and said, "Ke Yuan, you go back to China to recuperate first, and after your injuries are healed, the company will take you back." ”

"Really?" Ke Yuan was a little skeptical.

"Really." Xiao Jiu said: "Didn't you send me a fish?" I'll wait for you to come back and catch it. ”

Ke Yuan was finally relieved this time.

Xiao Jiu's gaze fell on a dark and thin local translator.

Outside the door, the local villagers were still shouting, and near the gate, several people even made a gesture to wipe their necks to Xiao Jiu and the others.

"Boss, these villagers say that the workers of our camp have disturbed the local gods by going fishing in Mogan Lake. Now, they want to be compensated......" The interpreter listened carefully to the words of a chieftain-like figure with a feather on his head in the crowd, and his face became more and more ugly: "If we don't compensate them, they will smash our camp." ”

This is a group of rioters and rioters.

Xiao Jiu's face became more and more angry.

Before settling in the Dumans iron ore mine, the relevant parties had already done a lot of research on local customs.

Locally, there is no such thing as a god on Mogan Lake.

"Tell him that there is not a dime for compensation, and that if they have the guts, they will storm the camp now." Xiao Jiu killed Leng Cold.

The translator stopped talking.

"Translate according to my words!" Xiao Jiu roared.