Joga ended the closed-door meeting depressed, and when he stepped out to breathe in the not-so-fresh air, he realized that he really just needed someone to share with.

It doesn't matter what he shares, he just subconsciously treats them as his own family, subconsciously wants to seek their advice, and subconsciously wants to pass on the good news to them.

In fact, before the 'sweet dream' was realized, this matter was a 5 million business in the final analysis, and it was actually quite troublesome for other people who were not interested in the military contracting qualifications of the United States.

That's where Gemma's parents are great, they know how to mobilize a person's passion.

Giving money is only a necessary condition for the transaction, and providing other conveniences can make Joga care to protect Gemma's safety.

Patting his head and sighing at his 'greed', Qiao Jia looked at the laborers who were queuing up to eat in the distance, he hesitated for a moment and did not approach them, but went in the other direction, he wanted to go to the river to see the situation, and by the way, talk to the poison trio who were arranging there......

What Joga didn't expect was that he wanted to avoid the laborers himself, but one guy took the initiative to find him.

The black buddy Salah had been keeping an eye on Joga's movements, and as he walked towards the outside of the camp, Salah scooped the cassava from the bowl into his mouth with his hand, wiped his hand vigorously on his body, and then trotted to catch up with Joga.

"Boss, boss, can you listen to me?"

Kaman's dim eyes and pointed muzzle made Salah afraid to approach when he was close to 5 meters, and could only fold his hands and speak to Joga in a pleading tone.

As he walked, Joga glanced back at Salah, motioned to Kaman not to embarrass him, and then shook his head as he continued to move forward, saying, "I'm not your boss unless you want to mine for me."

Hurry up and say anything, and further on there is the military zone, where the people are not as talkative as I am. ”

Salah was stunned, he glanced at the dense jungle in front of him, and then seemed to have made up his mind, and boldly followed Joga as he walked: "Boss, I am a businessman who specializes in the acquisition of mining machines, and I know many mining people in the Eastern Province and North Kivu Province.

This time I was cheated very badly, and my whole net worth was pressed on those mining machines......"

Joga turned his head to look at Salah with a strange expression, and he shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't tell me you want to ask me for money for those machines?" Am I looking particularly talkative? ”

"No, no, no, no......"

Salah waved his hand again and again and said: "No, how could I make such a request, my life was saved by you, how could it be ......"

Saying that, Salah looked at Qiao Jia, whose expression softened slightly, he bent over and rubbed his hands and said carefully: "Boss, you will let us go, right?" ”

Choga waved his hand and said, "You can go when you're full, just avoid the guy named Boykin." ”

Salah received an accurate answer, he clenched his fists to cheer himself up, and plucked up the courage to say: "Then boss, do you need more mining machines?"

I can find a lot of cheap used mining machines for you, and many of them are left behind by Chinese people.

They have a lot of gold mines in North Kivu, but they don't have as big and no good quality mines, and every time they're done with them, they dispose of those machines at a low price.

Do you need those things? I can get ......."

Qiao Jia listened, and finally stopped, he looked at this black buddy who was still struggling to turn the tables in a desperate situation, and said curiously: "You want to do business with me?" ”

Salah subconsciously took a step back, then plucked up the courage to say, "Father Gamore said that you want to continue to hire miners, and you will provide a salary.

Boss, your gold mine is huge and needs more workers and more machines.

I can, I can help with all of that!

I've lost all my possessions, but my experience is still there, and if you're willing to give me a chance, I can give you what you want. ”

Saying that, Salah looked at Joga's strange gaze, he swallowed his saliva, and then desperately encouraged himself so that he could look directly into Joga's eyes......

"Just, as long as you can give me a little money, I'll be able to bring the machine you need, really, I swear, I really can!"

Joga looked at Salah with a determined expression, and he suddenly felt a little indescribable.

Black people are not all lazy, some of them have been exposed to the outside world to broaden their horizons, have the will to strive for the top and bravely put it into action.

Although this Salah is limited to the mining machine in his vision and ability, he is already the elite of Afika's black buddies.

Ability is only one aspect, the determination and courage to strive for the top and try to change the fate are too obvious.

Three or four months of slave labor did not dampen his inner hope, and such a person was usually very determined and motivated to work.

Looking at Salah, who was trying to straighten his body under his own gaze, Joga was silent for a few seconds before saying, "How much money did you earn every year in the past?" ”

The lively Salah was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something, and then he clenched his fists and calculated, quoting what he thought was the highest price......

"I, I've been able to earn an average of $4,000 a year over the past few years, and last year I had a maximum of $5,000 ......"

Hearing this, Qiao Jia nodded slightly, and said: "Then I will give you 6,000, and you will help me manage the future gold miners, and at the same time, I will also be responsible for finding cheap second-hand machines." ”

Saying that, Qiao Jia looked at Salah, who was already a little excited and couldn't stand, he waved his hand and said: "You don't have to answer me now, you go back and think about it first, and then sort out for me a gold mining process that you think is practical, including the number of machines, workers' salaries, food, accommodation and a series of things."

Only when I'm satisfied can you officially get the job! ”

Salah listened, clenched his fists and spun around excitedly, then nodded desperately and said: "I understand, I understand, I understand, I have worked in a Chinese gold mine, and I am familiar with the process of gold mining."

Boss, I know, I really understand, as long as you give me a chance......"

Joga waved his hand and gestured, "I've given you a chance, you have a few days to sort out your experience."

But in the meantime, you'll need to take care of the laborers, they're your friends, and I'm willing to offer work, but I'm not willing to give it to a bunch of walking dead.

You know what I mean? ”

Salah nodded heavily and said, "I understand, boss, I understand, I'll cheer them up."

If someone is not willing to work seriously, I will kick them out. ”

Although Salah did not learn modern management, he did figure out what a manager should do.

Bosses, they are always amiable and approachable, and the management has to do everything that offends people.

Looking at Salah, who couldn't wait to turn around and run towards the camp, Joga smiled at Kaman and said, "Believe it or not, what this guy says will be more useful than that Father Gamor." ”

Kaman nodded as a matter of course and said, "Of course, God doesn't love this land at all, and eating is more important than faith. ”

As he spoke, Kaman's nose moved suddenly, and he pushed aside the grass on his left and walked a long distance inside, then stopped there.

Qiao Jia followed curiously and walked in, and then saw a very terrifying scene.

There were hundreds of corpses piled up in a large pit, covered only with a thin layer of dirt that was apparently going to lie down in the future, and that thin layer of dirt was only covered to lighten the stench of decay.

A large number of insects crawled inside the corpse pit, and countless mosquitoes and flies flew in the sky.

Joga and the others entered and alarmed the 'poisonous scorpion' who had set up a guard nearby, and soon the 'poisonous scorpion' approached from near the river bank.

Looking at the terrifying corpse pit, the 'poisonous scorpion' said with an indifferent expression: "I haven't had time to deal with what I found this morning, I want to wait until the ambush is completed, and I am looking for some oil to burn these corpses." ”

Except for feeling a little disgusting, Joga didn't have any special emotions.

There was last month's village massacre at the bottom, which is already a small scene.

However, looking at Kaman's expression seemed a little wrong, Qiao Jia hesitated for a moment and said, "Why don't you find a few people to come over and bury them with soil first." ”

Kaman shook his head, pointing to several corpses at the edge of the pit with twisted bodies describing horror, and said, "They were thrown down while they were still alive, and then they were shot in the hands and feet when they tried to climb up.

Before they die, they can only watch as the insects eat their bodies. ”

As he spoke, Kaman looked around, walked to a large tree, squatted on the ground, and turned over the grass and trees, and after finally confirming it, he stood up and said, "When the boygins bring new slaves, they will take them to visit.

Instead of holding them back when they land, we'll wait here, and there's a living mouth to lead the way. ”

Joga understood what Carman meant, and he nodded heavily and said, "Then let the other bastards lie in and be in the company of these people, I hate inhuman guys." ”

As he spoke, Qiao Jia glanced at the 'poisonous scorpion' who agreed and said, "Those people have dug their own graves, which saves us a lot of trouble.

Have you ever experienced this in the past? ”

Hearing this, the 'poisonous scorpion' nodded slightly and said: "Our opponents are terrorists, in order to make people feel fear and lose trust in the government, they will do anything to do it, and then we can only use the same means to repay them."

But Afika is really different, the people here don't seem to need even a basic purpose to kill, as if just two reasons for fun and intimidation are enough......"

Saying that, the 'poisonous scorpion' glanced up at the dense canopy, and he shook his head and said, "Maybe there really are demons in this jungle!" ”