Although the name of Niamédioli Hamani International Airport is international, Mu Qingcheng has never seen such a humble airport, the terminal is equivalent to the size of the county long-distance bus station in the 90s of the last century, dilapidated and low, the runway is bare red earth, no grass grows, and the wind raises bursts of dust.

On the edge of the runway, several off-road vehicles, jeeps and a bulletproof Mercedes were parked, which was obviously here to pick up Catherine, and the group hurriedly got off the plane, and suddenly, a heat wave steamed.

The temperature forecast for the day, the highest temperature on the day is 39 degrees, but in the airport, at least around 50 degrees, fortunately, Mu Qingcheng was prepared, wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, but others were not so lucky, Catherine and Judy are women, they need to maintain their demeanor, wearing professional suits, and only a few seconds after getting off the plane, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

The bodyguards were even worse, they needed to wear thick black suits, and many were sweating profusely.

One of the bodyguards couldn't help but say, "TMD, can people stay in this hellish place?"

Two sweaty men in white suits also greeted him.

"Hello, Miss Catherine......"

As soon as the two said hello, Catherine said, "Mu Qingcheng, come here, take my car, Peel, you also come up, get in the car." ”

Mu Qingcheng felt that the negative emotions from the bodyguards were gushing like a tide, and the two white men were also slightly unhappy, but he didn't care, and walked straight to the bulletproof Mercedes-Benz.

"Huh?"

He suddenly twisted his eyebrows slightly, and inadvertently, he noticed a few large wooden boxes that had just been carried down, and swept them with his senses, full of weapons, heavy snipers, automatic rifles, grenades, bazookas, as well as Stinger anti-aircraft missiles and night vision helmets, enough to equip a small special forces.

Sweeping through the bodyguards again, almost everyone had a Browning M9 military pistol, which uses 9mm bullets, and is one of the few pistols in terms of accuracy and power, and even two people have Desert Eagles.

This made him vigilant, after all, the bodyguards were malicious to him, and if there was a shootout, maybe there would be a stray bullet on his head.

To tell the truth, if he had expected this to be the case before he got on the plane, then he said that he would not come, and he owed Catherine a chance to pay it back next time, but he came here, and it was useless to regret it, so he could only think about it more.

Judy took the first step into the Mercedes-Benz and sat in the cab, Mu Qingcheng sat in the passenger seat, he didn't open the door for Catherine, which made Peel glare a little unpleasantly, but Catherine was nothing, opened the door by herself, and sat in the back with Peel.

The rest of the people also got into the car, and an SUV opened the road in front of it, and the convoy slowly drove out of the airport.

"Miss Catherine, the current situation is not optimistic, the French Dassault company through the French government to put pressure on the Niamey authorities, the right to exploit is inevitable, in addition, China Aviation Industry Group, Rosneft, Honmoto Mitsubishi Heavy Industries are also running through various connections in many ways to get a piece of the pie, but what is particularly worrying is that the CIA has an ambiguous attitude on this matter, and does not seem to support us to obtain the mining rights......"

Peel reported the situation to Catherine, and Mu Qingcheng generally understood, and could almost conclude that there were many difficulties, mainly because the United States was not strong in sub-Saharan Africa, and the CIA seemed to have other ideas.

The CIA is a very terrorist organization in the world, and the interests of the US government are not completely aligned, and many color revolutions, military coups or terrorist attacks have the shadow of the CIA behind them.

Obviously, Catherine faces many strong opponents, and may not be able to seize the mining rights, but this has nothing to do with Mu Qingcheng, and his job is only to get Catherine back to New York alive.

"Go to the presidential palace and I'll talk to their President Issoufo face to face. “

After hearing the report, Catherine's face was not very good-looking, and she instructed Judy.

'Would you like to make an appointment?' asked Judy.

"No!"

Catherine knew firsthand about the refusal.

"Okay. ”

Judy gave the car in front of her a command, then the steering wheel spun and drove the other way.

Niamey is like a primitive society, the road is red dirt, potholes, scattered mud houses on the roadside, selling fruit or sundries, and the more imposing buildings, most of which are government agencies, or banks and supermarkets, are almost all built with French and Chinese aid.

There will be flocks of sheep passing by from time to time along the way, but they are all very thin, because the local heat and little rain, the leaves are very precious, so the local people fence the scarce trees, do not let the sheep approach, the sheep can not eat the leaves, and the local people can not even eat their own stomachs, but even more to feed the sheep.

There were not many pedestrians on the road, and occasionally women in burqas could be seen hurrying forward with large baskets on their heads, and in Niamey, it was the rich who rode motorcycles, and the rich who could drive them.

The living environment in this place is extremely harsh, although the Gulf countries are hot, but people have money, but here they are both hot and poor.

Soon, a relatively luxurious building appeared on the corner of the street, surrounded by a white walled white igloo and guarded at the door, which was the presidential palace of Niger.

The convoy slowly stopped, the guards may have experienced a lot, not strange, but stood up straighter, Judy got out of the car first, communicated, and seemed to give each guard a hundred dollars, one of the guards ran in, and then came back and said: "Miss Catherine, Issufu is receiving the Huaxia representatives, you see, shall we wait for a while, or go straight in?"

"Go straight in, I want to see what Issufu wants to do, Peel, Mu Qingcheng, get off with me!"

Catherine looked a little displeased.

Because of the money, there was no obstacle at all to enter the gate of the presidential palace, and even the guards saluted, led by Catherine, and the four of them swaggered in, which simply refreshed Mu Qingcheng's worldview.

The presidential palace is not big, and at the end of a forest ** more than ten meters long, is the main building, and a middle-aged black man in a straight suit stands at the entrance.

"It's Miss Catherine Morgan, I'm Mahamadou Issoufo, and I welcome you on behalf of the people of Niger!" the middle-aged black man strode forward and stretched out his hand enthusiastically.

"Hello, Your Excellency Issouf. ”

Catherine shook her hand gently.

Issoufo put his posture very low, in fact, this is not surprising, after all, Niger is a small country, a poor country, the government operates entirely on foreign aid, otherwise it cannot even afford the salaries of civil servants, and the army is only 5,000 people, and the equipment is very poor.

And Catherine, on behalf of the Morgan family, has a huge influence on the political economy of the United States and even the world, and cannot afford to offend at all.

After letting go of his hand, Issufo said embarrassedly: "Miss Catherine, I'm sorry, there are a few Chinese guests in my house, and I will ...... right away It's fine, or ...... I'll arrange for you to go to the side hall to rest first, and I'll come to see you after I've sent the Huaxia people away. ”

Catherine waved her hand and said, "No, I also want to meet the representatives of the Huaxia side." ”

"That'...... Well, you please. ”

Issouf stretched out his hand.

Catherine was like a queen, stepping on high heels, and she was the first to walk in.