Cracking sound!

The sound of firecrackers.

The collapse of the Scythe Gang has brought a better investment climate to Kenya.

In particular, as a rising Chinese capital, it has begun to grow gradually throughout Kenya.

British-funded enterprises, which were originally led by whites, were increasingly struggling because of low wages, oppression of workers, and exploitation of native blacks.

In this case, Du Yongxiao, who is the hero behind Kenya's economic development, was once again commended by the President of Kenya and became a Kenyan charity ambassador, exchange ambassador and other titles.

Even, the story of Du Yongxiao leading the soldiers and horses to exterminate the Sickle Gang was packaged by the Kenyan people and became a legend to talk about after dinner.

For a time, Du Yongxiao's popularity was unprecedentedly high in the whole of Kenya, especially at the top of the Kenyan government, and there was a lot of "people who don't know Du Yongxiao, even if they are heroes, it is in vain".

During this period, Du Yongxiao took off his military uniform and led the people to inspect and visit major factories and enterprises in Kenya.

Now, more than half a year after he came to Kenya, the whole of Kenya has changed dramatically.

Kenya's No. 1 Steel Road Smelter.

As the owner of the factory, Pang Dingyuan led the senior management of the factory to receive the inspection delegation of Du Yongxiao and his party.

As the Hong Kong steel king, Pang Dingyuan first came with a gloomy complexion, sighing all day long, compared with the only time he came, now he is full of red light, walking Land Rover Tiger style.

Seeing Du Yongxiao and others, he immediately instructed people to set off firecrackers to greet him.

Du Yongxiao entered the steel factory surrounded by thirty or forty people, and for safety, he also deliberately wore a safety helmet, and everyone else did the same.

It's just that the helmets are not the same color, the ordinary workers are orange, and the leadership is bright red.

Entering the factory, it was bustling, everyone was working, the molten iron was rushing, and thousands of horses were galloping.

Du Yongxiao looked at those hard-working black employees, nodded and said to Pang Dingyuan beside him: "It seems that these workers are working hard, this phenomenon is very good, we must keep it!" ”

Usually, the two of them are the bosses of the nine-person group, and they are very cordial to meet, but now it is a working time, and there is a difference between the top and bottom, and Du Yongxiao also said a few words of officialdom.

Pang Dingyuan: "Thanks to Mr. Du for his guidance, our First Steel Plant will continue to work hard and contribute to Kenya's brokerage!" ”

A large group of black high-ranking officials who followed Du Yongxiao's ass nodded one by one when they heard this, and said, "Not bad, not bad!" ”

Then, Du Yongxiao appropriately pointed out some flaws in the work, and Pang Dingyuan immediately stated that he would make comprehensive corrections.

When the inspection was almost over, the two exchanged glances, feeling that today's scene should almost end, and the official media reporters who were responsible for taking pictures and doing propaganda next to them also collected similar materials, and the next thing was to take these high-ranking officials to eat and drink.

At this moment, I saw a black man take the sewn overalls, one by one, and hand them to his colleagues.

Those colleagues took it with a smile, after all, the per capita salary in Kenya is not high, and many times the clothes are torn and reluctant to throw them away, and most of them are sewn and continued to wear. Especially for those like them who smelt steel, the wear rate of clothes is even higher.

Du Yongxiao couldn't help but praise: "Yes, Boss Pang, you also deliberately set up a clothing repair service for workers, which many investment bosses can't do, and only by dedicating yourself to the workers can you win the loyalty of the workers!" ”

When Pang Dingyuan heard this, his face turned red and said, "I'm sorry, cough cough!" In fact, I did not set up a department to sew these clothes, but the black worker named Reses took the initiative to do it himself! ”

"Uh, what?" Du Yongxiao was stunned.

The black high-ranking officials behind him were also stunned.

"Ahem, that's exactly what it looks like. This Reses is a warm-hearted person, often helping people in the factory, helping workers, he not only undertakes the sewing of all workers' clothes, but also often takes the initiative to work overtime to help other workers complete tasks, so everyone likes him and calls him Happy Reses! ”

Du Yongxiao was surprised, and couldn't help but look at the black guy more.

The black dignitaries all pointed at the black guy and said, "This guy is quite interesting!" ”

"Yes, there aren't many people like him who take the initiative to help!"

"What a good guy!"

Everyone praised one after another

"Resceth, come here!" Pang Dingyuan beckoned to the black guy, "The chief here has something to say to you!" ”

The black guy had just finished handing out the sewn clothes when he heard the shouting and ran over.

"Hello, boss! What do you have to explain? ”

"Come, get to know me, this is Du Yongxiao, Chief Du!" Pang Dingyuan introduced.

The black guy Rethes saw that Du Yongxiao was Chinese, his eyes suddenly lit up, and now the status of the Chinese in the whole of Kenya is on par with the whites, and even has a better reputation, so he immediately wiped his hands on his clothes, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to Du Yongxiao and said: "Hello, sir, my name is Rethes!" ”

"Hello!" Du Yongxiao didn't have the slightest arrogance, shook hands with Rethes with a smile and said, "I admire you very much, it's not easy to help others!" ”

"Thank you, sir, for the compliment!" Reses was overjoyed.

Immediately afterwards, Du Yongxiao gave him a few words of encouragement.

Other high-ranking black officials also praised Reses.

In the end, Du Yongxiao asked Reces, "What do you ask for work or life?" If you have a request, please feel free to ask! ”

"That Mr. Du-" Reses grabbed his hair, a little embarrassed, "Actually, I really like your Chinese culture, so I want you to help me choose a Chinese name!" ”

"Uh, help you with a name?" Du Yongxiao was slightly stunned.

In fact, with the rise of Chinese in Kenya, especially Confucius Institutes in Kenya, the entire Kenyan people are now proud to have a beautiful and meaningful Chinese name.

"That's a good request!"

"yes, that's good!"

"It is an honor to be given the name by Mr. Du!"

The black dignitaries talked one by one.

Seeing this, Pang Dingyuan also said on the side: "Yes, since Reses is so sincere, then please ask Mr. Du for your help in choosing a name, this is also his honor!" ”

Looking at the smiling crowd, and then at the black guy Reses with hopeful eyes, Du Yongxiao smiled, and said with his hands behind his back: "Okay, since that's the case, I'll give you a name!" ”

After speaking, Du Yongxiao groaned slightly, "You are so helpful in your work and life, without self-interest and special benefit to others, this spirit is worth carrying forward and admiring, I just know a friend, he also has this spirit, and more importantly, he happens to be surnamed Lei, so -——"

Du Yongxiao looked at Rethes with burning eyes, "Your name might as well be -—— Lei Xiaofeng!" ”

……

After inspecting the steel smelter,

Du Yongxiao led a group of people non-stop and went straight to Kenya's first oil field, the Turkana oil field in the northwest.

When Du Yongxiao and his entourage arrived at the oil field by car, large-scale drilling was underway in the oil field.

Qi Beiji, a black man who was in charge of the oil field, personally led Du Yongxiao and them to inspect the drilling work.

This oil field is jointly invested and operated by Du Yongxiao and the nine of them, and because of special reasons, mainly because of the protection of oil resources by the Kenyan state, they could not come forward to preside over the task, so they hired this Kibaki to preside over the work with a high salary.

Born in a prestigious family in Kenya and studying at Cambridge University, Kibaki is a rare talent with strong business ability.

Most importantly, this oil field can be invested and monopolized in the name of the Qibaki family, and Du Yongxiao and they don't have to come forward in person.

Qi Beiji also saw Du Yongxiao, the behind-the-scenes boss for the first time, and he smiled happily.

Most of the high-ranking black officials who followed Du Yongxiao also knew the inside story, and no one pointed it out, but they pretended to be confused one by one, loudly praising the oil field for bringing vitality to Kenya's economy, not only solving the problem of population employment, but also revitalizing the economy and increasing tax revenue.

Everyone praised it for a while, but Du Yongxiao, who was the boss behind the scenes, was a little embarrassed, so he had to focus on oil exploration and drilling.

The giant drilling rig hummed like a giant beast perched on the plains of Kenya.

More than 200 oil workers surrounded him, like ants, busy.

They were covered in dirt, but their faces were full of the excitement and joy peculiar to the laborers.

After all, being an oil worker makes more money than growing corn and coffee beans at home.

According to Kibaki, one month's salary for each worker here is equal to three months' wages for other Kenyans.

No matter what era or place, as long as you have a high salary, you can attract people.

"The reserves of this oil field are extremely huge, but unfortunately, it has not been drilled out yet!" Qi Beiji introduced the situation of the oil field to Du Yongxiao.

Of course, Du Yongxiao understands that the current oil field is in the stage of only entering and not leaving, and the money is invested in it, but not a drop of oil can be drilled, and other bosses have long been unable to help but reduce expenses, and even carry out a large "layoff", only Du Yongxiao did the opposite, not only did not reduce investment, but also continued to pay these people high salaries to encourage their enthusiasm.

Because Du Yongxiao believes that oil will definitely be produced here.

For Zibaki and the black dignitaries, it was a big gamble.

And Du Yongxiao has a great chance of losing, after all, it is true that there are oil fields in Kenya, but no one has been able to drill oil.

"This oil field is really big, it's a pity!"

"Yes! Although it is big, it can't produce oil, which is also a bad thing! ”

The officials who said these words were somewhat jealous of Du Yongxiao, and their tone was inevitably a little cool, but they didn't dare to make a big splash.

Qi Beiji's face was a little unpleasant, after all, he was in charge of this oil field.

Du Yongxiao is nothing, sometimes diamond oil is also God's reward for eating, God doesn't want to reward you, and you have nothing to say.

Even, Du Yongxiao made up his mind that if this oil field could not drill oil, then he would spend a lot of money to hire the best foreign exploration experts, but he didn't believe it, and smashed a lot of gold into it, without even a drop of oil.

Just as Zibaki sighed and the other black dignitaries gloated-——

I don't know who shouted: "It's not good, blowout!" ”

Crash!

Everyone's eyes are dark!

Even if a black current rises up to the sky!

"Oil! Oh my God, it's oil! ”

The crowd shouted.

Du Yongxiao was also stunned, what's going on?

"Mr. Du, out of ...... It's oily! Zibaki was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

The black high-ranking officials who were still waiting to see the jokes just now were dumbfounded, how did they do it, why did they suddenly get oiled?

Thinking in their hearts, everyone couldn't help but look at Du Yongxiao.

Du Yongxiao put his hands behind his back, his expression was indifferent, and his heart was excited.

The black high-ranking officials couldn't help but wonder, could it be that those legends of the Chinese are true, and this Du Yongxiao really has the life of the true dragon Tianzi? How else to explain all this?

Indeed, everything in front of us cannot be explained.

The oil that can't be drilled no matter how much it is drilled will happen to blow out when Du Yongxiao brings people to inspect.

Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone was stunned and stunned.

Only those oil workers are excited!

They work here all day long, deal with this land, and when they think they have found nothing, today they are in a big way, and there is a blowout!

"Quick, plug the injector!" Zibaki commanded.

"Okay, everyone, hurry up!"

The crowd was in a mess.

It's a pity that no one expected that there would be a sudden blowout today, so that there was no barite powder for well killing.

Zipaki was also good, and immediately decided to replace it with cement.

Whoa!

Bags of cement are poured into the mud pool but cannot be stirred.

Seeing that it couldn't be done, at this time, suddenly a middle-aged black man, without hesitation, didn't even take off his clothes, jumped into the waist-deep mud pool, and stirred with his body!

"Oh my God, what is he doing?"

"Is he crazy?"

Everyone looked stunned as they watched the black man who jumped into the oil well.

Du Yongxiao was also surprised, staring at this scene.

Soon—

The blowout was finally subdued, but the black man was too tired to stand up.

Four black workers dragged him out of the well, and he collapsed on the ground, gasping for air.

Qi Beiji was busy beckoning everyone to continue to deal with the oil well, Du Yongxiao came to the black man with a large group of black high-ranking officials, leaned over and asked, "How are you?" ”

The black man knew that Du Yongxiao was a government leader in Kenya and tried to stand up and say hello, but he tried several times and fell back in place.

"You don't have to stand up!" Du Yongxiao hurriedly said to him.

This oil field was invested by Du Yongxiao, and the other party's move just now undoubtedly moved Du Yongxiao.

"What's your name?" Du Yongxiao asked in a gentle tone.

"That, I...... I don't have a name. The black man said with some embarrassment.

In Kenya, many black people, especially the elderly, do not have names, and names are a "luxury" for them, they only have code names, such as the eldest, the second, the third, the fourth, or a cat, a dog, with domestic animals, animals instead.

Du Yongxiao took a deep breath, then raised his head and said, "Everyone's attention-"

Du Yongxiao's voice was not loud, but everyone heard it and turned their heads to look at him together.

"He's a hero!" Du Yongxiao pointed to the black man who was sitting on the ground and said. "So today I gave him the title of 'Iron Man', and also helped him choose a Chinese name, he was called -——Wang Xiaoxi!"

(End of chapter)