Hearing Zhang Hu's words, Yun Fei immediately laughed.

It seems that these guys are still very concerned about their actions, but if they really want to fight back against the Rong City Government, they won't use such means, right? If it weren't for Zhang Hu's words, Yun Fei would definitely not pay attention to them, and just turned around and left.

It's not that he doesn't give Zhang Hu face, but he really doesn't have a good impression of Li Fei, especially now that Li Lu is also present. I'm not a person who has to compromise when I get into bed, and is led by the nose by a woman. However, in order to appease them, lest Zhang Hu be hollow there, so after thinking about it, he still explained to them: "Uncle Zhang, Lao Xie, this matter has nothing to do with the city government. The senior management of Jiuyi Group is chaotic, and in addition to the fact that our products have been in short supply over the years, the company's management level has not kept up with the pace of development of the company, and now there is a problem, so it is imperative to rectify it......"

Yun Fei's words immediately made several people puzzled.

"Isn't your company doing well?" Xie Heping obviously didn't believe Yun Fei's words.

The corners of Yun Fei's mouth twitched, and he said with a wry smile: "Everyone thinks that the development of our company is very good, but the hidden crisis behind it can only be known by going deep into the interior. It's useless to tell you this, I can only say that this time our Jiuyi Group has been thrown into the international community......"

This kind of thing, it is difficult to explain it to them clearly.

Even the senior personnel within the company didn't take this matter seriously, and didn't see that the Myron team regarded the management of their company as a management case? If we don't rectify it, sooner or later we will have a big problem.

"Especially our marketing department, our five-axis is now ready to go public, but there is not even an order, ask them, they don't even know which customers have such market demand, you say this thing can continue to work?"

Yun Fei's words made several bigwigs finally breathe a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn't for Li Fei, the new mayor, some time ago, there would be no problem with them. For them, they can't control this matter if they want to. As long as the affairs of the Jiuyi Group do not affect the economic construction of the entire Rongcheng, it will be fine.

After all, Yunshi Holdings has almost become the vane of the economic development of the entire Chengdu.

Since there is no more worry, the atmosphere of eating and drinking is naturally much more relaxed. It was Li Lu, who wanted to speak many times, and Yun Fei didn't give her the slightest chance to ask.

In Mauritania, Africa, it is more than 10 hours behind China, and it is just starting a new day when it is already dark.

It's a country with a small number of people, and it's rare to see urban buildings as large as China's. The situation here is worse than in Europe. Although it is rated as one of the least developed countries in the world, this country has no small reputation in the world.

With less than four million people occupying millions of square kilometers of land, they cannot even produce enough food to feed their small population, and they have to rely on international aid every year.

Of course, it is not the other thing that makes this country famous, but the fact that this country is the only country in the whole world that still has slavery so far! Over the years, the country has also engaged in many abolitionist movements. But it never had any effect.

The White Moors were still the nobility and rulers of the country, the Black Moors were their slaves, and the Black Africans were the few free people in the country. Only by being deeply integrated into the life of this country. will understand a qiē. In Mauritania, the Black Moors who were slaves were not included in the population at all. Because they worked for their White Moorish masters, without any pay. There are no benefits, food, clothing, and a qiē are provided by their owners.

White Moorish. They are descendants of Arab nomads, while the Black Moors are descendants of Arabs and black Africans......

The food aid provided by the international community is mainly aimed at black Africans, who are indigenous to the country.

And Wu Fan is like this.

After more than half a year in Africa, most of the countries in West Africa have been running through, but their work has not made any progress.

Originally, this country was not suitable for them to set up an office, and the only airline only had three planes, and they had to drive themselves to neighboring countries many times. What is Africa? A place of wildness and power. One of the most unsafe places in the world.

Wars, rebellions, are always going on on this continent.

And Wu Fan and the other two staff members, if it weren't for the five-star red flag prepared by their side at all times, it is estimated that they would have been arrested and cooked by those militants a long time ago. China has always had very good relations with poor countries in Africa. Whether it is a rebel army or a government army, under normal circumstances, it is the Chinese who will not move here.

Throughout Africa, many countries have medical teams and construction projects from China.

In the desert country of Mauritania, there is only one port - Port of Friendship in the capital, Nouakchott. In 1980, at the invitation of the Mauritanian government, the Chinese government sent engineers, technicians and workers to build a seaport with an annual throughput capacity of 500,000 tons......

"Angkor, is Ismead's grandson reliable or not? If we continue to wait like this without the slightest news, we will not be able to explain, this is more than 100,000 yuan thrown at that grandson! Twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old Cui Haoyuan frowned and asked Wu Fan, who was lying on the bedside smoking with a sad face early in the morning.

"Although the cost of this research project did not exceed the budget, but it has been going on like this, it is not easy for the boss to explain it......" Zhao Jinrui, another person who went abroad together, was also extremely distressed.

After being in Africa for such a long time, they have been to these poor African countries as long as they are not too chaotic.

Tens of thousands of dollars were thrown out, but not even a single bubble was made.

"Ismed should be more reliable, after all, this grandson has just been in office for a short time, and he wants to revitalize their country's mining industry and expand the mining of those mines, so he naturally has to purchase equipment on a large scale. And France, Spain and other countries are now using this to blackmail them......" Wu Fan threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground and snuffed it out. said fiercely.

Although the tone was fierce, it was also very uncertain.

Mohammed. Ould. Ismed is only in his early 40s, just became the Minister of Industry and Industry of Mauritania, and the Taya government is bent on getting rid of the country's economic dependence on Europe, and wants to vigorously develop the mining industry and ore processing industry, but it is stuck by European countries because of equipment problems.

It took a lot of energy, thousands of dollars, for Wu Fan and others to get on the line with Ismead.

After spending tens of thousands of dollars, this grandson only saw them, as soon as they met. It was proposed that mining equipment from China could be used, but Hongqi Machinery was required to provide a full set of mineral processing equipment and refining equipment, preferably to provide steelmaking production lines.

However, what they can pay for is the ore that has not yet been mined.

This is not good news for Wu Fan and others. Because in this foreign country, especially in these countries, there is no way to recover the investment if it is not done well. At that time, they are not only not the heroes of the company, but also the sinners of the company.

You know, such a set of equipment will have to be at least hundreds of millions of dollars. Equivalent to billions of RMB!

"It's useless for Ismed to agree, the key is to get Taya's consent, although the ore for equipment plan has huge benefits, but the country will not necessarily agree...... "Zhao Jinrui is in his forties. Thinking about things is much calmer than the other two.

However, his personality is relatively silent, otherwise the person in charge here should be him, not Wu Fan, who is younger than him.

"The Zouelat iron ore mine near Frederick is now the largest iron ore mine in all of Mauritania. If Taya wants to get more money, he will have to expand the mining of this iron mine. So this is a huge opportunity for us. However, Alstom's grandson will not let it go lightly...... "Cui Haoyuan hopes to be able to complete this business."

If it becomes. They could have established themselves here.

What's more, once this happens, all of them could become millionaires, or even multimillionaires! That's the only reason why they're willing to risk their lives to come to this pristine part of Africa.

"That being said, it depends on whether the boss will agree. Otherwise, a qiē is all for nothing. If the French are willing to lend money to them, it is estimated that there is nothing for us to do at all, okay, it has been an hour since the agreed time, and the car that Ismead's grandson came to pick us up should be almost there......" Wu Fan sighed.

Wu Zhongda simply had no way or the guts to agree to their plan.

They sent telegrams to inquire about the country, and several days have passed since they received a reply from the council to study and give them a reply, and no reply has been received.

Frederick, formerly known as "Guroburg". Mining city in northwestern Mauritania. 241 km north of Attar, near the Western Saharan border. Population 50,000 (1984). There is a large iron ore mine in Zuerat nearby, with reserves of about 2 billion tons, which is basically a world-class iron mine. It was put into operation in 1961 and was mined in open pit, producing about 10 million tons of ore per year in the seventies. In 1984, a new mine and ore processing plant were built in Gerbu, with an annual output of 12 million tons of concentrate. However, the amount they mined was not determined by themselves, but by the French and the Belgians.

However, the scale of mining of this iron ore mine is not very large, and the main mines are controlled by the French, and it took more than a decade to nationalize the mine after a military coup d'état by Taya, the chief of staff of the Nouakchott Military District, came to power in 1984.

It is precisely because of this that the mining scale of such a large-scale mine is not large, and it is basically pure manual primitive mining, and the annual mining volume is only about 3 million tons.

And now the Taya government is in an economic crisis, because this grandson has offended their biggest donor, France. The main thing is that they have discovered a large number of oil fields and natural gas fields. The French want to get their hands on it, after all, oil in the Middle East is now a powerful weapon that affects the entire world economy.

The Taya government naturally knows that this is also their best chance to get rid of Europe's control over their country's economy, and it will certainly not give these things away stupidly.

"Old Wu, your telegram, ...... from China" Just as Wu Fan and the others came out of the dilapidated hotel and were about to wait for the driver sent by Ismet to pick them up to talk about the matter, a young Chinese called to the envelope in Yang's hand to several people.

"Xiao Xiao, you didn't lie to us, did you? I called in the morning to ask where you are......" Cui Haoyuan looked surprised.

The young man in front of him, who was just in his early twenties, was a staff member of the Chinese office in Mauritania, named Xiao Zhijun. I don't know what route I took, but I ended up in this country where birds don't. Wu Fan and others are very familiar, after all, there are not as many Chinese as those developed countries here.

"How can I be, I just arrived. I know you're in a hurry, so I'll send it to you directly......" Xiao Zhijun smiled as he handed the telegram in his hand to Wu Fan.

"I said that your Ministry of Foreign Affairs is really good enough to pick the door, although people are poor countries, and it is nothing to set up only one office, but can you install an international telephone? It is not convenient to contact China for anything. The telegraph thing should have been eliminated a long time ago......" As soon as he said this, Cui Haoyuan was speechless.

in the country. With the spread of telephones, and even many rural households have installed telephones, the Chinese office in Mauritania is good, only the telegraph, which is about to become obsolete.

"I said, brother, don't stand and talk without backache. The country is so poor. Even if you install an international phone, you have to relay it several times to be able to reach the country. If you make a phone call in Europe and the United States, it's only twenty-three yuan a minute, and it costs hundreds a minute here......" Xiao Zhijun was also distressed when he talked about this.

"Isn't this telegram expensive? I said, you're not going to take this money and pay your own benefits, are you? It's five or six dollars a word...... "This international telegram is also not cheap."

"......" Xiao Zhijun was speechless for a moment.

In the small poor country of Mauritania, the combined number of Chinese does not exceed 500. Even if you use this to make money, you can't make much, right?

"Old Wu, what does the telegram say? Did the company agree to our plan? When Cui Haoyuan and Xiao Zhijun were talking nonsense, Zhao Jinrui, who had been silent, asked Wu Fan.

They have been waiting for news from the country. If there is no clear answer from the country, they will not be able to maneuver. Once they saw the grandson of Ismed, they had to pay a thousand dollars less. The $100,000 they brought out from home is still not much left.

And Ismed is now urging them too.

"The telegram was taken by Mr. Wu. He said that the boss had agreed to our plan, but this matter had to be dealt with by Mao's director of the National Security Bureau, Eli. Ould. Muhammad. Colonel Val signed the contract. Boss, this can't be drunk and foolish, right? However, some mining equipment. With them, the Ministry of Industry and Mines is enough, isn't it? Seeing the content of the telegram, Wu Fan was stunned.

Regardless of the country, import mining equipment and export ore. It has nothing to do with other people's national security departments, right?

Wu Fan handed the telegram to Zhao Jinrui, he really couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in the boss's gourd. Even if they bring it up, people won't necessarily pay attention to them, right? Although it is a small poor country, most people are so poor that they don't have underwear, but how can it be said that it is also a high-ranking official of a country?

Zhao Jinrui looked at the contents of the telegram, and after repeatedly making sure that they had not understood it wrong, he returned the telegram to Wu Fan, and said with a wry smile: "Boss, this is really possible that this decision was made after being drunk." This is clearly a problem for us, isn't it? Val guy is rarely seen in the public eye. If we bring it up, Tayana's grandson will have to kill us......"

"So what now? Ismed's grandson came to pick us up, and the man came here......" Wu Fan was about to say something, when he saw a convertible military jeep with black smoke emitting from behind its butt and a particularly loud engine noise driving slowly towards them.

In Nouakchott, the capital of Mao, there are not many cars at all.

Many of them are cars that have even been phased out in China. After the first time they felt that this could be a car from the sixties and seventies, they had a serious discussion, after all, this car can break down three or four times from the so-called international hotel where they lived, an ordinary three-person room with no toilet and no hot water supply, and it costs 50 US dollars a day to the Ministry of Mines of Mao, which is only five or six kilometers away, and the car can break down three or four times, which is in China. It's not even the speed of a bicycle at all.

Therefore, there was nothing surprising that the car appeared with them more than an hour later than the agreed time.

"Xiao Xiao, thank you, you have helped us a lot. When we're done today, we'll get some food and drink two glasses at your side in the evening...... Xiao Cui, let's go......" Wu Fan said to Xiao Zhijun, who was still talking nonsense to Cui Haoyuan.

"Angkor, are you going to finish your business? Ready to return home? As soon as Xiao Zhijun heard Wu Fan's words, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"If the matter is negotiated, I guess I will really go back. However, if the negotiation is settled, it is estimated that we will have to stay here permanently......" Wu Fan said casually.

"When will you go back?"

"I don't know what Cheng dù can talk about today. Even if we go back, we will probably go back alone. Okay, the grandson is urging, let's talk again in the evening......" Wu Fan naturally knew that Xiao Zhijun wanted them to help bring some things back to China.

People here, once they meet someone who wants to return to China, they will generally beg someone to help them bring some special products or something back to their families in China. It's all routine. However, the people in the office did not bring it to themselves, but the Chinese who were also here.

So. Wu Fan did not refuse directly.

They came here thanks to the help of the office staff and their compatriots here, otherwise they would not have been able to move an inch in a country where the official languages are French and Arabic.

Xiao Zhijun also knew that these few domestic people who came here to develop the market were here to talk about big business. Although the people of this country have no concept of time, since the car has arrived, he has not said anything more.

Walking to the front of the black driver who was looking at several of them with a smile on his face, Cui Haoyuan directly handed the black driver two tickets of ten dollars. The blacks were immediately overjoyed. He loves to pick up these guests from as far away as China, because he gets twenty dollars each time.

You know, this driver is a Black Moor. Driving for his White Moorish master, Ismed, was originally a matter of duty, and there was no such thing as a salary at all.

These Chinese did not look down on him like those Caucasians, and they either scolded him for being late or the car broke down, or punched and kicked, and he still had to be accompanied by a smile.

"Karen, there won't be any problems with this car today, right?" Cui Haoyuan's main job is translation, and sales is secondary. Especially since he knew French and Arabic, he wouldn't have been sent here. For this already very familiar and shy Black Moorish slave, they really had nothing to look down on.

Chinese are very low-key abroad.

"Sir, the car is in good condition today, it has only broken down twice on the way here......" The black driver's smile became even cuter after receiving the money.

"It's really good. Mr. Ismed is waiting for us, let's go...... "For Arabic, Wu Fan and Zhao Jinrui really don't understand, simple conversations have to stammer, although they have been trained in China for a long time, but they really have no language talent.

For this old-fashioned car that has hardly undergone any maintenance, it only broke down twice on the way here, although Cui Haoyuan was in pain, but he had to praise the state of the car is indeed very good. After all, the most they encountered was seven times when they broke down!

"Okay, please sit down ......" After Karen saw that several people had gotten into the car, it took a lot of effort to light the fire, black smoke came from behind the butt of the car, and he rushed out to the front, and before he had walked ten meters, he suddenly shook and stopped......

Several people in the car immediately looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

This broken car is really not praised, this is just praised, and it is like this all of a sudden.

For such a thing, several people are also very helpless. It stands to reason that Mao's Ministry of Mines is the most oil-rich department in the country, but this car of Ismede's grandson is like this. Especially to meet him, he considered to be a distinguished guest had to take this car......

Otherwise, Mr. Minister Ismed would be very unhappy...... (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for the good fortune and the two big ones in Tianchi Mountain, each with two monthly passes.