Inside a hotel in the town of Sangha......

Elder Beerus sat in a chair with a cane and watched coldly as a group of clan elders argued there.

Beerus a year ago was P· B's staunch opponent, but now he's P· A staunch supporter of B.

It was here that he was invited by Kaman to the summit of the Sangha Mountain, where he met the jackal.

At that time, the jackal used iron-blooded broadcasts and a hand-drawn plan to completely change the fate of Sangha Town.

Elder Beerus hadn't been too optimistic about Joga's plans, but when a year had passed, even if the steel industry itself hadn't yet made a profit, the change in Sangha Town had given everyone a shot in the arm.

It is strange to say that the heads and brains of the tribe are investors, and they have really taken out the money to buy equipment and hire workers, although they still only see the output but not the input, but surprisingly, everyone's life has not become difficult, but generally better.

No one expected that the workers would be rich, and even the peasants would follow suit.

When everyone made money, the business of Sangha Town actually improved.

There is no need to deliberately attract at all, the smell of money attracts merchants from the capitals of Bangui and Bengasu, as well as several Congolese cities.

They came by boat with their goods, and then took with them relatively cheap local fruits, agricultural products, and some special products.

The trade alone feeds a lot of people!

Those who owned houses and land in Sangha made even more money, although not much, but that share of the money was visibly rising.

These people still don't understand what the development dividend is, but they really enjoy the benefits of development.

There are so many opportunities to make a fortune in a thriving city, and these tribal leaders with a lot of cash in their hands have more opportunities to make money than the average person as long as they are not pig brains.

But now the French have come, and have offered very tempting terms, and so disagreements have arisen.

An unfinished steel mill may have cost less than half a million dollars, but the French gave an estimate of 1.5 million euros and sold it with a nod of their head.

This can't be tempted by these local turtles!

But everywhere there are wise men, and Elder Beerus has seen the methods of the Belgians, and he has seen the greed of the French.

He knew that if the local turtles compromised, the current Sangha town would be in vain.

The old guy is 60 years old, and he is dying of old age, and he has never seen so many smiles on the faces of the locals in his life.

P· B did it, and the old guy felt that he had to stick with it no matter what, even if it was good to look at it more.

Looking coldly at the loudest of the screaming fellows, Beerus turned his head and let his grandson write down their names, and then the elder paused his crutches vigorously......

When everyone had quieted down, Elder Beerus said, "Do you know why I put the meeting here?" ”

Seeing that everyone shook their heads blankly, Elder Beerus said, "Because a year and a half ago, the 'anteater' came here and invited some of us to Sangha Mountain.

The prosperity of the Sangha town began here, and I hope that this prosperity will continue here. ”

Part of the staunch P· The supporters of B immediately responded to Beerus's call, they stood up and raised their fists and shouted, "Elder Beerus, we listen to you!" ”

Elder Beerus looked coldly at a few disgruntled fellows, shook his head and said, "If you want to sell your property, you should sell it to me instead of selling it to the French."

I'll give you the money, and then you can get out of the house with the money.

Then everyone will know that you are greedy demons, and that you only care about yourselves and not about the rest of your tribe. ”

An older man stood up and said loudly: "The steel industry chain is a trap, I recently found that when my people have money, they don't listen to my orders."

This is the trap, the trap that disintegrates the power of our clan! ”

Elder Beerus shook his head in disappointment and said, "Elder Yaru, you are not even willing to pay the people of your own tribe, and they make money on other people's construction sites, so you say that this is a trap......

So I think you're only fit to live in the jungle, but now I think you might not be able to take your clan with you.

So be it, I'll give you the money, and you take that money to France.

They must have made you a good offer for you to encourage those idiots, and you can go to them to cash in. ”

Elder Yalu was stunned for a moment, and then waved his hand angrily under the suspicious gazes of the people around him, "I'm not a traitor......"

When the surrounding clan bosses tried to denounce him, there was a knock at the door of the inn.

Qiao Jia, whose left arm was wrapped in plaster, stood at the door with a smile, looking at a group of stunned clan leaders, he said with a smile: "Everyone is doing business, there is no traitor who is not a traitor."

Elder Yalu didn't have faith in Sangha Town, so it was reasonable to want to sell the Banla Factory. ”

Saying that, Qiao Jia looked at Elder Yalu, who was a little cringe, and said with a smile: "There are not many people who open a factory to make their own tribe rebel and leave their relatives, you are counted as one."

It doesn't matter if you want to run away with the money, but as far as I know, the land on which you built your factory is the common property of the clan, so remember to pay your fellow tribe after you sell it. ”

As soon as Qiao Jia's words were finished, a few guys who were shouting about making a lot of money just now suddenly died down.

The bosses of these tribes are wealthy because they have amassed wealth through the buying and selling of resources and the exploitation of their fellow tribesmen.

Qiao Jia can't say what kind of tradition it is, but it is not appropriate for the boss to get rich without sharing the money with everyone, and in the end he has to sell the ancestral property and put it in his own pocket.

In the past, when the town of Sangha was poor and white, they were able to do this, and then move with the tribe to find a new place to settle.

But not anymore, because those people have found jobs, and they will lose their jobs when they leave the Sangha Town.

The phrase from thrift to luxury is common all over the world!

Looking at Elder Yalu's-like expression, Qiao Jia said with a smile: "Any asset in Sangha Town is valuable, and it is still cost-effective to buy a semi-finished factory for 1.5 million.

Elder Beerus is very discerning......"

Saying that, Qiaojia turned his head to look at Liannuoer beside him, and said, "Find a lawyer to draft an agreement, Elder Yalu wants to sell the factory, let him sign it, and then notify all the people of his clan to divide the money together."

Of course, the elder will definitely take the biggest share! ”

Liannuoer nodded with a serious expression, turned to her assistant and explained a few words, and then said, "The agreement will be delivered in half an hour......

Qiao Jia nodded with satisfaction, took a few steps forward and hugged the happy Elder Beerus, and said, "Old man, I promised never to meddle in the part of the steel industry chain other than ore.

I bet you're definitely going to make money, and big money. ”

Elder Beerus was a man of discernment, and he heard Joga's hints......

Joga is reiterating his position that the property of Sangha belongs to everyone, and he only needs to get his share!

The old man didn't understand high-tech things like finance, but he had seen a lot of European and American methods.

Those people will never be able to do what Joga did, guarding their own interests and helping others to prosper together.

The instinct of capital is to eat alone, and the worse the condition of other people, the only way for capital to form a monopoly and for resources to gather on them.

They will also unite some people, but that part of the people does not care about their country, their nation or even their own people, and they will leave here when they have earned enough......

But Joga is not like that!

He seems to prefer the locals to guard their own industry and develop and grow.

Beerus actually knew a little about the current situation of the local tribe, as the town of Sangha grew, the people of the tribe found work, and the control of the clan boss over the tribe was decreasing.

If you open a factory, theoretically, it is the asset of the tribe, and you can only monopolize it, and you are not willing to pay enough salaries to the people of the tribe, how can this convince the public?

But these parts are all pure turtle chiefs, and they don't even need anyone else to clean them up, and sooner or later the people of their own tribe will rebel and kill them.

And the really discerning heads and brains are all corporatizing the tribe, and the salary is just the beginning, they understand that if they can feed more people, their strength will be stronger!

In the past, annexing a tribe required a war, but now it is not, and Elder Beerus took 1.5 million to take a tribe with a population of 1,200.

For those with a discerning eye, it's a sure-win deal.

This path is still a bit crooked compared to Joga's imagination, but it is already the best situation.

Elder Bruce happily invited Joga to the center, then made an inviting gesture and said, "Jackal, I trust you, but there are still a lot of fools here.

Tell us about what we want to know about the future of Sangha Town.

I want to know how you sold the buildings you built!

For $10,000 a house, you've sold 600 of them, and you've got 600 more workers who love you......

How exactly is this done? ”

Hearing this, Qiao Jia looked at the few young people behind Beerus with excited expressions, he shook his head and said with a smile: "The house can be sold for money because the Central African Development Bank trusts me.

In fact, this is a disguised fundraising, that is, when the boss, the workers, and the bank are optimistic about the future development of the enterprise, they can follow my model to overdraft the wages of the workers in the next few decades.

If you're interested, I can ask a professional to talk to you.

But today we talk about the future of Sangha Town......

The French are coming, we cannot resist them, and there is no need to resist them.

You have taken away the key parts of the chain, and now all we have to do is to free up enough projects for the French to carry out.

I don't want to see anyone as an enemy, and I believe that every penny invested is good for Sangha Town.

I have no problem with any of you wanting to sell your property to the French.

However, I would like to remind you that only by maintaining more than half of the share of core industries can the local people in Central Africa have the right to speak.

Based on the current situation in the Sangha Town, I believe that in 5 to 10 years, the wages of the workers here will rise to 500, 600 or even 800 US dollars, and then the Sangha Town will be truly prosperous.

But if the core industry is bought by the French, do you think it is possible for my hope to be realized?

One person's wealth is meaningless to a region or a country, and when everyone becomes rich, that money can flow to generate greater benefits.

When that day comes, maybe the steel industry chain will no longer be the backbone of Sangha Town, and we can do more profitable and meaningful business. ”

Saying that, Qiao Jia spread his hands and said sincerely: "I am trying hard to make the cake bigger, trying to make everyone make money, trying to do something truly meaningful, and trying to become a respected person!"

I found you with sincerity and anticipation, and you don't want to see me disappointed!

Central Africa sucks, but people here are not animals, and no one is born poor.

We're off to a great start, and I hope we all deserve a good ending! ”

(End of chapter)