In the early days in the Chinese market, the sales staff of "Weizhong" used to go to the offices of the three major operators every day to "check in", and the technical service engineers used to go to the computer rooms of the three major operators every day to "check in", which not only provided personal nanny services, but also maintained a comprehensive customer relationship from the customer's senior leaders to the grassroots technical personnel.

At that time, the overseas market also inherited this tradition, and in the office buildings of telecom operators in various countries, you can always see Chinese wearing suits, carrying bags, or carrying coffee, most of them are "Weizhong" salespeople; As long as the customer allows, the technical service team of "Weizhong" can always be seen sitting neatly in the computer room of operators in various countries.

On the morning of August 1, 2005, the engineers of "Weizhong" in Sudan went to the computer room of "ST Telecom" as usual. Hurry back! Stop working! Hurry back! ”

It turned out that on the evening of July 30, John Garang, then the First Vice-President of Sudan and Chairman of the Government of the South, was killed in a helicopter crash on his way back to Sudan from Uganda. John Garang, the founder of the Sudan People's Liberation Movement in the south, led the southern rebels in a civil war with the Sudanese government for more than two decades, and it was not until last January that the two sides signed the Comprehensive Peace Agreement.

On 9 July, he became the First Vice-President of the Sudan and Chairman of the Government of the South, less than a month after a sudden accident. As the news broke, there was widespread concern about the peace process in the Sudan. Serious riots broke out on the streets of Khartoum, with car burnings and looting of shops, killing more than 80 people.

The office and dormitory of "Wei Chung" were far away from the riot area, and everyone urgently withdrew to the station, and the number of people was counted, except for Ahmad Wei.

Cao Song hurriedly dialed Xiaowei's phone, but fortunately, he dialed two or three times, and the phone went through: "Xiaowei, where is it?" ”

"I'm still at 'ST Telecom'!"

"Holy! I was the last one to leave, and there was no one in the computer room? I also shouted a few times. ”

"I had diarrhea, I was in the toilet, and when I went back to the computer room, I saw that there was no one left, and the customers downstairs said that you were all gone."

"Then you wait, we'll pick you up."

Cao Song went to Lao Zhong to report: "Mr. Zhong, pull Xiaowei in ST Telecom, find a driver to pick him up, right?" ”

Lao Zhong was a little angry: "What are you doing? How could a person be left behind and withdrawn? You hurry up and call Xiaowei and ask him to wait in the computer room, now the road from us to 'ST Telecom' is already very dangerous." I just called the CEO of the customer, and he said that the 'ST Telecom' area is fine, and it is safe to stay inside. ”

Cao Song called Xiaowei, but he couldn't get through. In order to cut off the insurgency, the city's telecommunications network has been cut off at the request of the government.

In the afternoon, Ganfas appeared in his office and said that the situation in the city had stabilized a little, that most of the streets had been controlled by the military police, but that there would be a citywide curfew after 6 p.m., and that the military police would kill those who did not obey the ban.

Cao Song gulped down a bottle of water and said to Chen Yongsheng: "Brother Yongsheng, give me the car keys." ”

Chen Yongsheng looked at him suspiciously: "What do you want to do?" Lao Zhong said that no one was allowed to go out. ”

"I didn't go anywhere, I didn't go to lunch just now, and when I was hungry, I went to the cafeteria to find something to eat. Lao Zhong said that he was not allowed to go far, and he could go back to the dormitory. ”

"Weizhong" rented a new small building as a dormitory, and the first floor was a canteen. The building was very close to the office, and Cao Song drove the "Jetta" to arrive soon. Before the cook could prepare dinner, he jumped into the kitchen to see that no one had taken a kitchen knife, found a few greasy newspapers on the table, wrapped the kitchen knife, and ran back to the car with it under his armpit.

Cao Song started the car, calmed down, stepped on the accelerator, and went straight to "ST Telecom".

He bypassed the city center, where the riots were most severe, but the streets he passed through were also a mess, full of bricks and stones, shops with broken doors and windows, and burning cars.

The military and police have basically controlled the situation, and there are few idlers on the streets. Cao Song lowered the window and from time to time stretched out his head to the military police who were looking at him and shouted: "Chinese! ”

Those military police officers didn't have time to pay attention to a Chinese's face, and occasionally someone stretched out their hands to compare the "V" shape.

Cao Song arrived at the "ST Telecom" building and trotted all the way to their equipment room.

The third floor was very quiet, he pushed the door of the machine room and couldn't open it, he called "Xiaowei" a few times, and knocked on the door a few times, pricking up his ears and not hearing any movement inside. He walked to the window and pressed his face against the glass to look inside, but he could only see part of the computer room, and there was no human figure in sight.

Cao Song was a little panicked and prepared to go upstairs and downstairs to look for it. Just after taking a few steps, he felt that it was wrong, and it felt wrong to pound on the door, so he turned back and slammed his shoulder, and the door opened.

The inside of the door was covered by a computer desk, but there was no one in the silence. Cao Song suspiciously walked through the operation room and entered the equipment room, but there was no one inside.

The cables and signal wires are laid under the overhead anti-static floor, and there is a space about half a meter high under the floor. There was a piece of floor in the corner that didn't seem to be tightly covered, Cao Song kicked it when he passed by, and wanted to step on it tightly, but there was an "ouch" sound from under the floor, he was startled, jumped back and pulled out his kitchen knife.

The floor suddenly flipped to the side, and Xiao Wei rubbed his head and came out.

Cao Song's tense face suddenly relaxed, he pointed at Xiaowei, and laughed for a while before he spoke: "I don't agree to you when I tell you, what are you doing under the floor?" You never eat meat, you are thin, and you can get into it. ”

Xiaowei smiled bitterly: "I didn't hear you call me, I hid inside with the door all day, it was rare to be so quiet and comfortable." I did a thorough inspection of our system by myself, and just stopped to listen to the music for a while, when I suddenly heard someone's footsteps 'dong dong', and I was scared to look everywhere for a place to hide. ”

"Hurry up, it's going to be curfew for a while, I can't leave if I want to, I don't know what will happen tomorrow."

The two left "ST Telecom", Cao Song drove, and as soon as he met the military police officer Xiaowei, he poked his head out of the car window and shouted: "Chinese!" Chinese! ”

He was going to take a shortcut, and the car turned into a small road in the residential area. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a three-wheeled motorcycle they called "Jumping" came out of nowhere, driving so fast that it actually overtook their "Jetta".

"Bouncing" squeezed not far in front of them, and a sudden brake stopped. Cao Song followed a sudden brake, but fortunately the two people were wearing seat belts and did not fly out of the car.

He had just observed "Jumping" in the rearview mirror and saw that there were only two thin, half-grown children inside. He scolded the country, got out of the car, and shouted: "What are you doing? (What do you want to do?) ）”

Before the words fell, the two boys jumped out from the left and right of the "bouncing".

Cao Song could clearly see that one of them was holding a half-meter-long machete in his hand, and the other was holding a stone in each hand. He reacted very quickly, quickly climbed into the car, grabbed the kitchen knife, was stunned for a second and then put it down, and shouted: "Damn! Come on! ”

With one foot on the accelerator and a dozen on the steering wheel, the car rushed to the side of the road, grazing a telephone pole and squeezing through.

With a bang, a rock slammed into the car door.

The two boys were running towards "Jumping", and suddenly another "Jetta" rushed from the front, knocked "Jumping" to the ground with a bang, and then reversed, turned around, and followed behind Cao Song and Xiaowei's car.

Xiao Wei stared at the rearview mirror: "The company's car." ”

They ran all the way back to the station.

As soon as Cao Song parked the car, the car braked next to it, and Chen Yongsheng sat in the driver's seat, with several sturdy colleagues sitting in the car, some holding steel pipes and others holding wooden sticks.

Chen Yongsheng got out of the car: "Are you two okay?" ”

Cao Song said: "Brother Yongsheng, macho man! If you hit it, they won't find us for revenge, will they? ”

"Are you scared again? You don't call us, aren't you afraid to go to Xiaowei alone? ”

After all, more than two decades of civil war have tired the Sudanese people, and the riots in Khartoum have come and gone as fast as possible, and the situation has quickly returned to stability.

"Weizhong" is determined to eliminate corruption, standardize the cooperation model with subcontractors overseas, clean up a number of cooperative relations with affiliated companies from China, and overseas places have to rely more firmly on local employees to develop local business.

There are three local girls in the Technical Services Department of the Regional Department.

Mei is the most open-minded local female supervisor in charge of the training center, she dresses fashionably, does not wear a headscarf, and once when she went out and took the initiative to invite Qian Dan to take her car, Qian Dan hesitated for a moment, she smiled and shouted "Don't be shy", which made Qian Dan really shy.

Alia, the clerk who handles visas and air tickets for everyone, is the most traditional, and she always wears a turban and a robe that hides her figure.

The Egyptian tradition does not have the habit of seizing the day, and Alia is always slow to do things, and was even yelled at twice by several anxious Chinese employees. Qian Dan's strategy is different, every time he asks Alia to do something, he will always quietly praise "You are beautiful", Alia is silent when she hears the praise, but she can always help Qian Dan do good things on time.

Han's secretary, Matiha, who lives somewhere between tradition and openness, is also a girl who wears a headscarf, but often with a colorful headscarf, jeans, and slim clothing. Speaking Chinese, she can occasionally cope with two innocuous jokes, ridiculing Chinese people also have opportunities to pursue her, occasionally shouting that she has been assimilated by Chinese, no longer thinking fat as beauty, and wants to lose weight.

Chandan talked to her about the girls in Cairo, and Matiha said that she didn't wear a headscarf in the past, but then she felt that she was wrong and should not abandon the tradition, so she put it back on the headscarf. She also said that there are too many rebellious teenagers in Egypt these days: "If you look at those TV shows, the women are scantily dressed, which is very bad, and they bring bad teenagers. ”

Chandan had four native Egyptian engineers under his command.

He arranged for the honest uncle Hassan and the shrewd guy Baha to go on a business trip to China, and trained them in the "800 technical support hotline" in Shenzhen for three months, not only to improve their ability to deal with various technical problems, but also to let them be familiar with the domestic technical experts, and to understand the company's operation from the perspective of the agency, hoping that they can better play the role of "waist" in the regional department after returning to Egypt.

Sherif was on a business trip to Jordan to support the project, and Amal, a fat guy, was on a business trip in the Maldives to support the project, and Qian Dan asked them to not only improve their capabilities in the project, but also better understand the operation of the subsidiary, and how the delivery project of "Weizhong" was implemented step by step from start to acceptance.

Qian Dan's laptop was broken, and the hinge connected to the display was broken. If you make a phone call to the company's IT service provider in China, it is estimated that it will be repaired within a day. In Egypt you have to send it for repairs and wait for a week. He didn't have a computer, so he sat next to Matiha every day, using a public desktop computer in the department that sat next to her to handle mail and so on.

That morning, Qian Dan caught a glimpse of a car parked on the side of the road downstairs in his office, which looked like Amar's red Turkish car. He wondered, could it be that this guy had come back from the Maldives without saying a word?

He went upstairs and walked around the office, but when he didn't see Ammar, he sat down in front of the desktop computer next to Matiha.

Matiha met him: "Is Ammar still normal in the Maldives?" ”

Qian Dan wondered: "Are you okay?" What's wrong? ”

"Ammar's mother came to the company and said that his son hadn't sent any news to the family for half a month."

"Really? Where's his mother? ”

"As soon as I got downstairs, she came early in the morning, and I told her that it was probably because of her busy work, and promised to help him contact Ammar as soon as possible."

The communication network in the Maldives is really not good, so "Weizhong" is helping local operators build a new wireless communication network. Amar has not dealt with the roaming of his mobile phone since he passed, and every time Qian Dan contacted him by email.

He called the project manager in the Maldives: "Lao Xu, is the project still going well?" Our software products are not lagging behind, are they? ”

Lao Xu said: "So far, the progress has been quite smooth, and the customers are relatively satisfied. ”

"I really envy you, doing projects in the Maldives, if you don't complain about customer complaints, I don't dare to come to support me, for fear that the leader will say that I want to go to the Maldives to enjoy the sand house and water house."

"Old money, you think too much. The company has no logistics platform in the Maldives, the price is huge, a bottle of water costs a few dollars, and it is not easy for the brothers to eat and drink. The reserve I advanced from the company was quickly spent, and I was about to be evicted by the landlord, and I was looking for a house everywhere for the past two days, and I wanted to change to a cheap house to rent. What's worse is that I am scared when I see mosquitoes, and I have dengue fever. ”

"Is there dengue fever in the Maldives?"

"You don't know, do you? A brother just got hit. ”

"Damn, it's not easy anywhere in North Africa and the Middle East! How is my local employee doing? Okay? ”

"You Ammar is very nice! Not to mention technical ability, I haven't harassed you since he got here, have I? What is even more rare is that this brother is very adaptable, and now he is mixed with our group of Chinese every day, living with 'Master Kang' and 'Unification', and I have not heard any complaints from him. ”

"That's good, you ask him to call his mother, his family said that there has been no news of him for a month, I don't know what's wrong?"

"Good! The phone card is expensive here, the phone bill is expensive, and he didn't buy a local card. ”

It turned out that "the mother of the child is worried" is not just a Chinese proverb, Qian Dan hung up the phone and sent an email to Ammar, the title of the email began with "Urgent", telling him to be sure to report safety to his family.