"Our first demand is for you to immediately and unconditionally release our detainees and compensate them for the ill-treatment they have endured over the past few days." Lin Zhenhua said.

Ori hurriedly declared: "No, no, they are not being abused. ”

"Isn't it abuse to detain a person and keep him from seeing his relatives and to let him live in a state of fear?" Lin Zhenhua asked. He had the intention to call this a mental loss fee, but he was afraid that it would be too complicated for Ori to understand.

"Well, I'll admit, they're really hurt in that regard." Ori nodded in acknowledgement.

"Can you do that?" Lin Zhenhua asked.

Ori hesitated for a moment and said, "It's completely okay to compensate, we can compensate every gentleman...... $100, but ....... ”

Wouldn't it, it took a long time to agree to pay $100 in compensation? Lin Zhenhua muttered in his heart. He looked at Ori's expression, it shouldn't look like he was bargaining, it seems that this Voheni tribe is really poor, and 7 people have to pay 700 US dollars, which is estimated to make Ori embarrassed for a long time.

Lin Zhenhua didn't care about the amount of compensation, but asked in response to Ori's last sentence: "But what?" ”

Ori's face was swollen black and red, like a hen that had laid eggs. He hesitated for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to say, "Mr. Lin, please don't mind, we are very worried that our safety will be threatened after the release of these gentlemen who were invited by us. ”

"Are you worried that we'll retaliate afterwards?" Lin Zhenhua said.

"Yes." Ori honestly admitted, "We are a small tribe compared to the Siya tribe. Compared to China, we are even more insignificant. We have inadvertently offended China this time, and we are very worried about future retaliation. ”

Wahir looked at Lin Zhenhua, and then said, "Chief Ori, I think you have misunderstood our Xiya tribe and the Chinese. In fact, we at Sheikh Bilm have always had a desire to promote peace in Southern Sudan. Oil is oil for all of us in southern Sudan, and we don't want blood for it. This time, our Siya refinery was put into operation so that we could get funds from oil refining to protect our peace throughout southern Sudan. ”

Lin Zhenhua nodded and said, "Mr. Ori, you should know that the Chinese are peace-loving. The reason why we are helping the Siya tribe to build this refinery is also because we appreciate the peaceful ideals of Mr. Bilm and Mr. Wahir. In the future, our workers will cooperate with the Siya tribe to keep this refinery running, and if we find that the Siya tribe has broken its promise and has a tendency to use military force, we will stop it. ”

"But what can we of the Vohni tribe get out of this project?" Ori asked.

"Chief Ori, in fact, you should have come over and talk directly to our Chief of Birm, after the project of this refinery is put into operation, we will let the surrounding tribes enjoy the benefits of economic development." We will use the proceeds from the sale of gasoline to build new factories, and when the time comes, you people from the Voheni tribe will also be able to work in our factories and earn income.

By the way, this manager Lin, their company is not only capable of producing petrochemical equipment, but also fertilizer equipment and machine tools, and we will purchase these equipment from them, build factories, and make our whole province and even the whole of Southern Sudan prosperous. ”

"Is this true?" Ori asked in disbelief, what Wahir said was actually exactly what he hoped for, he had known that the Xiya tribe had such an idea, why did he bother to make such a defeat as stopping the Chinese convoy?

In Africa, there are all sorts of national or tribal leaders. There is a group of people who are insatiable, and for their own enjoyment, they do not hesitate to sell themselves to Western countries, help Western powers enslave their own people, and save thousands of family fortunes for themselves. There is another group of people who have lofty ideals and are determined to free themselves from the control of the great powers and establish a country in which Africans are their own masters, and for the sake of such ideals, they would rather spend their money in exchange for the hearts and minds of the people.

The chief of the Siya tribe, Bilm, was one of the latter people, which is why he sent Vahir to the Frankfurt fair to find oil refining equipment, hoping to control the oil in his own hands and thus benefit himself and the surrounding tribes. When Wahil told Lin Zhenhua about the ideal of his tribal chieftain, Lin Zhenhua couldn't help but think of the predecessors in Chinese history who threw their heads and spilled their blood, and I hope Bilm is also such a person. "Mr. Ori, it's true. Lin Zhenhua said, "We Chinese are willing to serve as witnesses to ensure that Mr. Wahir's promise today can be fulfilled." ”

Hearing Lin Zhenhua say this, Lao Dao laughed in his heart. What a sinister Lin Zhenhua, obviously he wanted to insert a pole in this place, but now it seems that he is reluctant to stay as a witness for others. If the Siya tribe can be used as the core to unite the surrounding tribes to form an alliance, and the Chinese can play the role of witnesses to the covenant, then the plan of their leaders to penetrate into central Africa can be realized ahead of schedule.

Lin Zhenhua's thinking is different from the old knife. He thought more about infiltrating the company's business and using the Xiya refinery as a model to attract other tribes to follow. Southern Sudan's industry is almost a blank slate, and it is up to Hanhua Heavy Industries to paint the most beautiful picture here. As for returns, Mr. Lin has nothing to worry about, as the region is rich in oil and other minerals, and even an untapped diamond mine. Lin Zhenhua didn't want much, and it would be enough to be able to transport a tanker's diamonds back at that time.

"Mr. Ori, Manager Lin's words are very clear, even if you don't believe in our Xiya tribe, you should at least trust the Chinese, right? I remember that you have always had great respect for the Chinese. Vahir said.

Ori looked at Lin Zhenhua with eager eyes and said, "Mr. Lin, I really want to know, can what you say be completely counted?" ”

Lin Zhenhua asked rhetorically: "Mr. Ori, do you have doubts about the credibility of our Chinese?" ”

Ori's lips moved, and he finally mustered up the courage to say: "Mr. Lin, I want to reveal a secret to you, I completely believe in you Chinese." Because, in my veins, there is a share of Chinese blood. ”

"What!" The Chinese present were all stunned, and everyone carefully looked at Ori, feeling that he did not seem to be a mixed race, what did he mean by the blood of the Chinese in his veins?

Ori said the opening words, and he didn't hide it anymore, he said: "That was more than 20 years ago, when I was only 4 years old. One day, I went out playing alone and fell on a big heel and bled all over the floor. By the time my parents found me, I was dying. Thanks to the Chinese medical team who were practicing medicine nearby, they saved me. There was a female doctor who also took blood from her own body and transfused it to me, which saved my life. Therefore, I still have the blood of this Chinese female doctor in my veins. ”

"There is such a thing!" Lin Zhenhua was sincerely shocked.

Ori greeted one of his men, who turned to go out the door, and in a moment returned with a delicate picture frame. Ori took the picture frame with a very reverent gesture, then handed it to Lin Zhenhua, and said, "Mr. Lin, you see, this is the Chinese doctor who gave me a blood transfusion, and I call her my Chinese mother." ”

Lin Zhenhua took the photo frame and looked at it, inside was a magnified black and white photo, a beautiful Chinese girl, holding a black child who was only a few years old, and both of them were smiling very brightly. The Chinese girl was dressed in a military uniform, with two pigtails under her military cap, and she looked so youthful.

"Can you show a few of them this picture?" Lin Zhenhua asked Ori because he found that several of his other companions had also cast eager glances.

"Absolutely." "I hope more people know about her and about my Chinese mother." ”

Xue Lianshan, Lao Dao and others looked at this photo one after another, and their mouths let out sighs. As for the deeds of the Chinese medical team in Africa, everyone has only heard of it, and does not know much about the details. Now that I've heard the stories told by Africans and seen the photos with my own eyes, everyone feels a shock to their hearts.

Among them, especially Lin Zhenhua and Lao Dao, they felt the deepest emotion, compared to this Chinese doctor who was willing to transfuse blood for African children, they felt that the calculation in their hearts was too dirty, and they almost didn't dare to look directly at the pure eyes of the girl in the photo.

The last person to get the photo was Luo Yongmei from the trade union. She took the photo, only glanced at it, and then let out an exclamation, probably thinking that she was too reckless, she quickly reached out and covered her mouth.

"What, Yongmei?" Lin Zhenhua asked strangely.

"Manager Lin, I know this female soldier in the photo!" Luo Yongmei said excitedly.

"What, you know?" Everyone was shocked, and turned their heads to look at Luo Yongmei in unison.

An interpreter had already translated Luo Yongmei's words to Ori, and Ori was also excited, he stood up and asked, "Yes, girl, where have you met my Chinese mother?" I've been wanting to hear from her all these years. ”

Luo Yongmei calmed down a little, and she began to worry that she had recognized the wrong person. After all, the person in the photo is the same as more than 20 years ago, and her feelings may be skewed.

"Mr. Ori, do you know the name of this Chinese mother of yours?" Luo Yongmei asked.

Ori shook his head regretfully and said, "She has a Chinese name that we don't understand, so we don't remember it." However, at the back of the photo, there are two Chinese characters, which I suspect may be her name. ”

Lin Zhenhua took the photo frame, asked for Ori's opinion, and then opened the photo frame, took out the photo and turned it over. Everyone put their heads up, and saw that there were two Juanxiu Chinese characters written on the back of the photo:

Lee Hui!