The female boss looked at Qiaojia's surprised expression when she heard her native language, and she seemed to be very satisfied, so she ignored Kaman's strange eyes, let out a 'ohhehe~' laugh, hugged Qiaojia around vigorously, and gnawed on his cheeks on the left and right......

"I haven't seen the punishment of Brother Song, I miss Hu Jian too much, dozens of people are together, and I am a dissident of the passion basin faction every day......"

Qiao Jia struggled to break free, and then looked at the black aunt with a mouth full of Fujian Mandarin like a fairy......

"Do you have more than a dozen people in a room, go to the vegetable market every day to pick up vegetable leaves and eat a big pot of rice, and then shout slogans regularly, call relatives and friends regularly, and ask them to join the team to improve themselves?"

As if she had found a bosom friend, the aunt said in surprise: "Fine, fine, I like it there, the people there are very good, they encourage each other every day, and they have an endless spirit every day."

Unfortunately, in the end, I didn't insist on the end, and my old man took pity on the poverty of my hometown, so he helped me buy a ticket back to China.

Let me fat to help my relatives and friends, so that they can also come to a new life early and make a fortune as a boss......"

When Qiao Jia heard this, he was immediately shocked by this aunt......

What is the concept of letting a MLM master help buy an international air ticket and send it abroad?

If MLM is divided into realms, how can this aunt named Zhao Aihua have to be a cultivator in the Mahayana period, right?

Generally speaking, if the Chinese people are fanatical pyramid schemers, Qiao Jia must stay away from them.

But Afika, thousands of kilometers away, met a black aunt who had 'studied' in a domestic MLM university and collapsed the MLM master, Qiaojia actually thought it was quite funny and kind.

At least her 'Hu Jian dialect' is very standard!

However, Qiao Jia was indeed a little hungry at this time, so he asked for a business card of Aunt Zhao, thinking that he would take care of her business when he was free in the future.

This aunt is really amazing, she is the legendary Ouyang Feng who mistakenly practiced the Nine Yin True Scripture and actually became the result, relying on the means learned from MLM training, she actually opened such a large physical store in Yacoma, what is a talent if this is not a talent?

Aunt Zhao saw that Qiao Jia was leaving, she hurriedly grabbed his hand and said, "Since you are in a hurry to eat, I won't stop you, but it's not safe for you to go out like this, where do you live, I'll let the police escort you back." ”

Qiao Jia was stunned for a moment, he glanced at the dozens of mobile phones on the counter, and then patted his head suddenly......

I don't know when it started, Joga's security awareness has degraded a bit.

It wasn't those little thieves who could alert him, even in this place where the security was not very good, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he was doing.

No one reminded him, because no one took the little thief seriously.

Looking at Aunt Zhao, who was very attentive and her emotions were not fake, Qiao Jia said with a smile: "Then please arrange it, the place where we live should not be far away, just in the opposite town." ”

Saying that, Qiao Jia looked at Aunt Zhao with a bright smile on her fat face, and he said with a smile: "Sister Zhao, are you interested in opening such a mobile phone store in Central Africa, I heard that there is a place called Sangjia Town near Bangasu, which will have a great development recently."

It's an untapped market, and it's well worth a visit! ”

Joga himself has never been to Sangka Town, but it is his territory, so he can fool 'foreign capital' to invest without any psychological barriers.

This Aunt Zhao is very powerful, putting aside the routines and drawbacks of those pyramid schemes, everyone has to admit that this thing can really make people excited.

"Make a fortune and be a boss", this kind of life goal is not a bad thing from any point of view.

Those turtle opposition forces in Central Africa need people like Aunt Zhao to wake them up......

How do you make a fortune with a rifle and machete all day long?

Put on a suit and tie, and work hard to do business to make a fortune!

Choga didn't see anything else, but the shop was very clean and the staff were all neatly dressed and fluent in English, French, Ingala, and Sango.

The latter two languages are relatively niche and can be ignored, but the first two are put in Qiaojia's hometown, how many people can do it?

French is the official language of the Congo, but English is not.

In this country where the illiteracy rate is 60% and higher, Aunt Zhao can gather so many elites, and she can make them work like chickens, which is a remarkable achievement.

Such a person has opened a mobile phone store, she should go to her own site to develop financial training courses, and ensure that every time after class, all the students will run to work in the mines.

Thinking of this, Qiao Jia half-jokingly sent a dinner invitation to Aunt Zhao.

He wanted to try his skills that had just soared, whether he could fight against Aunt Zhao's Mahayana realm and fool her to Sangjia Town to shine.

…………

In a bar in the central town of Yacoma......

Kevin De Bruyne, the security captain of the Congo branch of the Belgian United Mining Group, is sitting at the bar enjoying his leisure time after work.

The bar was run by a German and was aimed at 'foreigners' who worked in Yacoma.

Sanderson sat down at the bar, ordered himself a third glass of whiskey, glanced at Kevin De Bruyne at the beckoning of the German bartender, then smiled and pressed a stack of 10,000 yuan bills under the glass for the bartender, and then walked towards his goal.

sat next to Kevin De Bruyne, and forced away a meat bullet black girl who was chatting with De Bruyne with his eyes.

Sanderson ignored De Bruyne's angry look after his braggadocio was interrupted, beckoned to the bartender, and said, "Bring me two glasses of whiskey, and I'll treat this gentleman to a drink." ”

De Bruyne frowned and stared at Sanderson, who was full of decadent cowboy temperament, and said, "Who are you?" ”

Sanderson leaned on the bar and pushed a glass of whiskey in front of De Bruyne, with a vicissitudes of life smile on his face, and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I know what you did?"

I'm trying to save your life, if you're willing to work with us, of course. ”

Sanderson's tone was not in the slightest bit aggressive, but De Bruyne just felt a little creepy.

He subconsciously stood up and wanted to stay away from this neurosis, but Sanderson waved his hand indifferently and said, "You can't leave, do you see a few Eastern Europeans at the back door?"

There was also a Bolivian with a sniper rifle across the bar......"

Saying that, Sanderson supported his head with his left hand, and looked sideways at De Bruyne, who wanted to touch the gun, he smiled and motioned for him to continue, and said: "I suggest you take a few steps back and look to the left, I really didn't lie to you, there is a Bolivian in the laundry room on the first floor of the hotel opposite who is pointing a gun at your head."

I know you are Kevin De Bruyne, a former captain in the assault battalion of the Belgian Defence Forces Paratroop Brigade and currently the head of security at the Congo branch of United Mining Belgium.

Dude, you're in trouble, big trouble! ”

De Bruyne glanced at the back door of the bar, where two big White Russians were chatting and drinking and staring at him.

De Bruyne, who realized that he would definitely not be able to escape, gave up his intention to touch the gun, frowned and said: "What do you want to do?" I have no idea what you're talking about! ”

Sanderson was not looking at De Bruyne, who was looking at the inward-looking, he turned in the direction of the bar, lazily leaned on the bar and took a sip of whiskey, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Kevin, Kevin, Kevin, you helped your boss contact an international agency to find two mercenaries as bodyguards for him......

You took advantage of your position to smuggle several consignments of arms from Belgium to Jacoma. ”

Saying that, Sanderson looked sideways at De Bruyne, whose face had changed drastically, and said with a grin: "You admit it? ”

De Bruyne shook his head and said, "I didn't!" ”

Sanderson laughed and said, "I don't care, I'm not a judge!" ”

Saying that, Sanderson motioned for De Bruyne to sit down, then stared at the wine glass in front of him, and said softly: "I can assume that you don't know that your boss is stealing the owner's gold mine with a madman named Boyinkin."

Originally, the idea was to kill all of you, and then take the gold that belonged to my boss and a certain share of compensation.

But my boss is in a good mood right now, and he thinks the previous gore was enough, so he wants to give you a chance. ”

There was no murderous or domineering thing in Sanderson, but De Bruyne just felt a chill spread from the soles of his feet to his head, especially when Sanderson put a mobile phone on the bar and slid his fingers to give him one picture after another, he felt that the air in the bar was going to condense.

De Bruyne could probably guess what his boss was doing, but he really didn't know that the gold mine was a slave mine, and he didn't know that the boss was working with a madman.

He used his connections to smuggle in a batch of arms from Belgium and hand them over to his boss to make a sum of money, but he really didn't know the specifics of it.

Looking at the photo of the boss and the two mercenaries in the corpse pit, holding their intestines and wailing, De Bruyne nervously knocked down the wine glass in front of him, and then hurriedly wiped the bar with his hands, while signaling the bartender not to come.

"What the hell are you trying to do? I was just a colleague with Brayne, and I did help him with some things, but I didn't know the inside story at the time. ”

De Bruyne lowered his voice, looked at Sanderson nervously, and said, "If you want to take the gold, I can cooperate with you, don't hurt my fellows, they don't know anything." ”

Sanderson was pleased with De Bruyne's state and said with a smile: "Just by cooperating with Boyinkin, my boss can kill you, or let the Congolese Defense Forces capture you and send you to the deepest black prison in Congo until you die."

But as I said, my boss is in a good mood right now, so ......"