Chapter 445: The representative of the red turban

In the past, they always complained that the original regime was too corrupt, that medical care and education were free, and that the monthly wages they were paid should be higher, higher... If the people in power change the new deal axe, how how...

The result? When the people helped the new regime to take control of a large amount of land, they were rewarded with a life like a prison, and now they regret it, and they miss the previous regime infinitely, and miss the free medical care and education. Missing every month's salary.

And these organizations of the red turban, under this banner, overthrow the incompetent rule and restore the original regime... This has received a lot of support, which is also the reason why the Transitional Committee has always been unable to use these organizations in the red turban, and the more they suppress it, the more fierce the counterattack will become, and even many red turban members retaliate by means of human bombs.

The chaos continues, and his nest has become a pot of porridge, and everyone wants to kill whom, and in the end, it can only be the fisherman who profits.

Just like Duan Jiaojiao's fierce-eyed character, doing business with the red turban is only the first step, and the eternal and unchanging interests are the real purpose of Linlangge's participation, or after many moments, the oil fields in Libya will be drained by all forces, and this battle will be over.

Of course, Jiaojiao will not tell me these words, which I think of based on some of the information she revealed to me.

Maybe I should sympathize with the people of Libya who are living in dire straits, but I am not God after all, and I will not give them charity for no reason, their greatest resource is the abundant oil fields.

If they are willing to give up these oil fields to me, I don't suggest giving them advice at all, killing all the opposition in a short period of time and supporting a force to come to power.

Although my life and Duan Jiaojiao's lives are linked, she has her ambitions, and I also have mine.

She wants to get rid of an oil well in Libya, and I suddenly want to take the whole of Libya and make it my territory, and make it my army, and to do that, I have to seize the lifeblood of Villa.

After understanding the general situation with Duan Jiaojiao, she told me about Friday, the boss of the red turban. That's right, there are a lot of people who call Friday in Africa, and the boss of the red turban is such a person.

This time it wasn't Friday who came to negotiate, if she guessed correctly, it was Baburu, this person reacted quickly, and he was considered a very smart one among Africans, so Duan Jiaojiao told me to pay attention to this person when negotiating with him.

I confidently told her that it was okay, that I loved to interact with smart people, and that I would see how cunning they were.

After the basic matters to be paid attention to, Duan Jiaojiao and I hugged each other for a nap.

I got up at about 7 o'clock in the afternoon, and as soon as the two of us finished washing up and went out, Chen Junyu said that Sister Jiao, Brother Fan, and the negotiator from the red turban came and brought a box of cash, if you guessed correctly, at least one million bills.

The type of banknote is naturally Huaxia currency, and the influence of Huaxia is strong, so in these places, the US currency of the-stirring stick will not work.

Duan Jiaojiao glanced at me and said, let's go, invite this red-turbaned negotiator to have a meal, it just so happens that you haven't eaten either, I'll go to the monitoring room to watch you.

With that, Duan Jiaojiao patted me on the shoulder and left directly.

"Brother Fan, let's go, don't let people wait in a hurry, everyone here speaks Arabic, I just happened to be your translator."

Chen Junyu smiled at me.

Duan Jiaojiao's departure was a great relief to him, giving people the feeling that Duan Jiaojiao seemed to be terrible.

"Well, it's good, then it's hard Brother Yu."

I laughed.

"Brother Fan, don't say that, you're too polite." Chen Junyu smiled happily.

Under the leadership of Chen Junyu, we quickly walked into a small conference room, and after entering the conference room, Chen Junyu immediately ordered his people to serve food.

“%EE¥%*¥……”

A strong African man who had been waiting here immediately stood up and shook hands with me with a smile and said something I didn't understand.

"Brother Fan, he told you that he was very happy to see you, his name is Mopti Pride Tambourine Captain Oil Field Babru, he is here on behalf of the red turban, I hope to have a happy cooperation with our Linlang Pavilion."

Chen Junyu smiled and translated for me.

After listening to Chen Junyu's translation, I was very confused, what the hell is Mopti Pride Tambourine Captain Yau Well Baburu? Why is a name so long? Do you want to add his favorite red panties to his name?

In fact, it is quite interesting to talk about this name, Mopti is his birthplace, pride is his personality, tambourine is his specialty, captain is his military rank, oil well is his current wealth, and Baburu is the name given by his parents.

Of course, the name will change constantly, for example, he was good at tambourine and suddenly broke a finger and couldn't clap the tambourine, but he learned to blow the flute again, so the tambourine will become a.

If the personality changes from pride to teasing, then it is necessary to..., so African names are extremely difficult to remember, and it is useless to remember them, and after a while people change again... A walking resume...