Pietra Adem gave Sean a very bad feeling, not at all like a black man, a black African, too fucking cunning, what is not good bargaining, this is what he tells others on weekdays!

What is the stereotype given by blacks, black Africans? Dumbheaded, impulsive, Lotte, a few handfuls are big...... Nothing to do with cleverness or cunning. But Pietra Adem shattered that impression.

Of course, it's not that all blacks are ***, and Okuroko is not stupid at all, but this proportion is very small. This kind of small probability event made him feel quite unlucky.

"Bargaining is it, okay, 8 percent, I want it." Sean the Lion opened his mouth.

Pietra-Adem laughed and didn't get angry, and said with a smile: "We don't have to think about it on the government side, just pay a part of the tax, but I still have to feed the people in the tribe, so I have to take at least 50%, after all, this is Africa, it's the black world."

Part of the tax is very flexible.....

"Discuss your share, what can you offer?" Sean asked with a smile.

"Is the land, the legal right to exploit, the government's policy tilt, cheap labor?" "That's all? What do you mean by government policy tilt? Place, or Presidential Palace?"

Pietra Adem frowned slightly, "Place." Sean pursed his lips unabashedly, "What about the military?"

Pietra-Adem was silent, the strength of the South African military is still very strong at this stage, and it cannot be said that there are no blacks in the army, it can only be said that it is relatively rare.

Its military power is somewhat similar to that of Russia, which has been declining in recent decades, "Hah, you don't want to come out of the other fifty percent, do you?"

"This territory is mine, that's fundamental."

"I don't deny it." Sean's smile became more and more relaxed, and he slowly regained the initiative in the negotiations, "But the problem is that among the several parties to the cooperation, your strength is the weakest, you have Congress above you, and the military is eyeing you next to you, so why do you occupy 5%?" 「

"The outcome of my negotiations with you will become an industry standard, a standard for future cooperation with the real power in other places, and you don't have to expect me to make easy concessions." Sean made it clear directly.

"And how much do you say?" Pietra-Adem sighed, what could not be won in the war could not be won at the negotiating table.

"3 percent belongs to you and your tribe, no one cares how to distribute it, 1 percent is for the military, 2 percent is for the central government, and 4 percent is mine." Without waiting for Pietra-Adem to ask, Sean himself replied: "What I provide is advanced technology, international sales, public opinion support from the world, and at the same time your military partner."

Pietla-Adem shook her head without hesitation, much to Sean's surprise, he thought it through, it didn't make sense.

"You are 3 percent, and the government is 1 percent."

"Who are you going to give the remaining 2 percent?" Sean didn't object, but was curious.

"To the developers now, you can work with them, they are more familiar with the situation and know more about how to deal with black labor." Pietra Adem said with a smile.

Sean's eyes narrowed slightly, really, I don't believe it! "You want to convince me that it's simple, the truth."

That's the truth!" Pietra Adem was adamant.

Neither of them spoke, just stared at each other, the air in the room seemed to freeze, the young black man held his breath, Torre in the corner breathed very slowly, and the smell of gunpowder gradually became stronger.

"Give you 40%, I don't need any partners." After a while, Sean spoke. Pietra Adem sighed, still shaking her head.

Sean kicked his leg a little irritably, "Give you 50." "Then I'll give them 2 ingredients too."

"Fack, mommy Fark!" Sean's face was gloomy.

"Mr. Sean, what we are pursuing is long-term cooperation, ten, twenty, fifty years, which is good for everyone." Pietra Adem whispered, "I will help you convince the chiefs of the other tribes to let you have a relationship

The Europeans are in a dominant position in the race."

Pietra-Adeum's son did not understand what the two were playing, but Torre was incredulous. It was the first time he had seen a black man in a negotiation with Sean, and the key was that he couldn't understand what he was talking about!

It's not black at all.

"I'm looking forward to this collaboration now." Sean thought about it for a while, but then stood up and held out his hand to Pietra Adem.

"It is an honour to receive this compliment from Mr. Sean, and I wish us a happy cooperation." "Happy working together, you cunning fellow."

The cooperation was reached, the atmosphere became relaxed, and after chatting for a while, Sean was about to leave, when Pietra Adem suddenly said: "Mr. Sean, I like the United States very much, this is the most powerful country in the world, the United States is an open country, you are very friendly, never discriminate against black people, I exchange your American equipment, I don't know if I can cut my love."

Sean pointed out the door, and Pietra Adem smiled and nodded. "What price are you going to offer?" Sean smirked.

"How about a one-to-one, equal weight of gold?" Pietra Adem said it lightly.

Sean let out a sigh, he is very rich, definitely dozens of times richer than this old man, but he has never been so proud. The old man is apologizing for his insistence just now, the key is not offensive, just highlight a sleekness.

Satisfy you!

Sean beckoned Torre over, "Go talk to them, swap with them!"

Torre walked out of the room, the look of shock on his face hadn't cleared yet, fuck, the appearance of the Pietra-Adum tyrant had made Torre think for a moment that this guy was disguised in a white turban.

When the news spread, a group of American GIs were also suppressed, and if they encountered such a big dog, they should sell it quickly. Although the money is all from the boss, just participating in it makes them feel excited.

An hour later, Sean and Pietra Adem came to the courtyard.

The courtyard was full of guns and ammunition on one side, and gold bricks were neatly stacked on the other side.

Under the reflection of the sun, the eyes of the golden and shaking people hurt but were reluctant to look away, until the eyes were full of tears. Pietra Adem walked over to the pile of gold bricks, and when he saw that the whole person was covered in gold, he became sacred. What does it mean to rely on gold!

Normal people use high-precision electronic scales to weigh gold, which is measured in grams and accurate to two decimal places. And the scene ............

It can only be described as rough!

It's so rough that Sean is a little staggered.

An iron rod was placed on a wooden support, and the basket was hung on both sides, thick to the primitive scale, and the basket was full of guns and munitions, and gold was thrown into it.

The moment of the highest light of the primordial scales, there is no one.

This picture made Sean cry and laugh, smash it, smash it, smash it, it's very African!

There is no need to talk about precision at all, but fortunately, neither Sean nor Pietla-Adem cares who loses or who earns.

This game is about generosity!

Sean didn't speak, just laughed at his soldiers dismantling the heavy machine guns welded on the roof of the Humvee and sending them to the scales.

Pietra Adem didn't speak, but sat down on a gold chair studded with diamonds with a smile, bathed in golden sunlight, I never cared about gold when I made friends, not as much gold as I did anyway!

It is not the world's largest gold producer, with estimated gold reserves of about 600 million ounces, accounting for 60% of the world's total reserves. What the fuck is the land of gold!

Three hours later, it was getting dark, and Sean and his party left this black town. When you come, you are murderous, and when you leave, you are heroic!

If Sean hadn't stopped them at the end, they wouldn't have even had a pistol or a single bullet left. In the end, Sean lost, and the gold is *** much.

It has always been him who smashed people with money, and this time he was smashed.

In fact, there are not many, the equipment of 100 people is only, Africans don't want helmets, body armor, leather boots and the like, just firearms, bullets and grenades.

Plus machine guns and some bazookas, a total of 4 tons only, the current gold

The price is $383 an ounce, $13.5 million a ton, and a total of just over $54 million.

But he can't stand this thing, his golden arrogance!

Everyone was happy, especially after Sean said to go back and give each of them a big gold chain. In the car, there was no time, and several people were chatting in the car.

It's just that Torre talks a lot today.

Pietra Adem was a black man who Torre found incomprehensible, and he was curious.

"Why did he ask for 5 percent at the beginning, but you didn't do it, and then you wanted to give him 5 percent, but he didn't do it?" Torre had listened to it the whole time, and it was because of this that he felt that his head was big.

"The old guy wanted 5 achievements at the beginning to leave 2 percent for others, and then it was made clear that he had been playing 3 percent for himself." Sean snorted, "The old woman is cunning, if I hadn't seen through it, I would still be in the dark!"

"He's so ............" Torre waved his hand, his expression was weird, I don't know how to describe it, generous? Stingy? "For whom?" Lorraine was equally curious.

Sean looked at Lorraine's chest for a moment, "Have you been sucked out of nutrients from your brain lately?" Lorraine's face turned slightly red, and she raised her hand and gave Sean a punch.

She used to have nothing, but in the past two years, she began to dislike her small breasts, went to Huaxia several times, learned some history, especially the history of the palace, and became obsessed with Chinese medicine.

After laughing for a while, Sean explained, "Pietra Adem is reserved for the current development company." "Those are white South African companies, and their relationship should be incompatible, right?" Torre looked stunned.

"It was once, the relationship was changing, and now that we're here, they're on the same side again." Sean sneered, "To put it simply, the white South African high-level and capital used the slogan of wanting to lift apartheid, but in fact they wanted to develop domestic demand and disintegrate the inherent class model of blacks, of course the black chiefs were unwilling, they were opposed."

"In the past, Europeans and Americans ostensibly sided with blacks, but in fact stood with white South Africans, black and white."

"But after Mandela was released, the form changed, and the desegregation was inevitable, and at this time, white South Africans and white Europeans and Americans were divided and became opposites because of the competition for markets and interests."

"And the blacks represented by Pietra-Adem are also afraid of European and American whites, after all, Europe and the United States are the mainstream of the world, and South Africa is simply not capable of resisting, at this time, South African blacks and whites will huddle together to warm up and jointly resist the invasion of European and American white forces."

"If this is aside from the original white South African developers, and I just cooperate with Pietra-Adem, then I am sure that within 10 years, the influence of the Adem family in this land will be reduced to freezing, and when the time comes......." Sean smiled, and several people immediately understood what it meant.

"He's pulling those white Afrigerans to balance you!" Lorraine blurted out. Sean pouted and sneaked up on Lorraine's face, "That's right, reward you." Torre understood and was speechless.

There are a lot of black politicians in the United States, and it is not unusual for those black people to be shrewd, but the black people in his hometown in Africa also show this quality, which makes Torre feel very complicated.

When did Hei Fei become so smart!

In their bones, black Americans do not feel that they are the same race as black Africans, just as banana people feel that they are more noble than Chinese.

"I can't understand why white South Africans have to break apartheid, and what are the benefits?" Torre said with a bit of grumbling in his tone, "The blacks have a certain right to vote, and then these whites will be overthrown and driven out of this land."

"It's not that they want to be lifted, it's that they can't be lifted!" Sean shook his head and said, "If they don't lift, won't European and American capital come?" They can't stop it."

"Human rights, equality is political correctness, whether the South African government wants it or not, we will promote it, and when the time comes, they will be more passive, they will not have a choice, the times are different."

"The lesser of two powers, it is better to bring us in and then draw the black South Africans to the same front against us.

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Torre shook his head and changed the subject, "Why did he say that the United States blocked the way for white expansion?" As soon as he heard this, Sean immediately became happy, and smiled back and forth, and Lorraine rolled his eyes beside him.

"In 1775, the American Revolutionary War was won with the help of the French, and 90% of the various strategic materials used by the American army, including munitions, were provided by France, and France sent at least 12,000 troops and 32,000 navy to directly participate in the war, and 2,131 French soldiers were killed on the east coast of the United States alone, and during the same period, France also fought the Battle of Usente with Britain in Europe, and joined the war between the local Kingdom of Mysore and Britain in India to support the American Revolutionary War."

"During the American Revolution, France spent £1.3 billion before and after."

"France and England are feuding, understandable!" Torre glanced at Lorraine and said with a smile.

"Oh, the French are all ***!" Although Lorraine became an American citizen, it did not prevent her from scolding as soon as she heard about France, "The 1.3 billion pounds of the newborn United States could not afford to pay it back, and the heavy debt directly dragged down France, and 6 years later the French Revolution broke out, and Louis XVI was sent to the guillotine."

"After the French Revolution, the United States refused to repay its debts under the pretext of the fall of the Kingdom of France, and in 1794 it signed the Anglo-American Treaty of Friendship, Commerce and Navigation with Great Britain, and did not support France in the Anglo-French conflict, and a naval war between the United States and France broke out that lasted for two years beginning in 1798."

"In 1803, the United States forcibly bought French Louisiana from Napoleon for $15 million, and since then, the United States government has carved out Louisiana, Missouri, Arkansas, Texas, Iowa, Minnesota, Kansas, Nebraska, Colorado, North Dakota, South Dakota, Montana, Wyoming, Oklahoma and other states from the Louisiana territory."

"Stupid Frenchman, he has dug a big grave for himself, I have never seen such a stupid person!" If it weren't for the French's brain-pumping, the United States would not have been able to become independent, Britain would not have fallen from the altar on which the sun never sets, and there would have been no later World War I or II, and France would not have been proficient in using French etiquette.

The culprit of everything is the French!

Listening to the ridicule and resentment in Lorraine's tone, Sean couldn't laugh on the spot.