Chapter 152 The Last Stop

Niger, Niamey International Airport.

"Man, haha, we meet again." Roberts warmly greeted him and hugged Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen shamelessly pushed Roberts away, "Cough, we'd better shake hands normally."

"No no no, in order to express my apology." Patting Jiang Chen's back hard, Roberts walked to the Hummer, opened the door exaggeratedly and laughed, "Please get in the car, Mr. Dictator. ."

"The eight characters haven't been written yet." Jiang Chen scolded with a smile.

Regardless of whether he understood this proverb or not, Jiang Chen took Aisha to the back of the car, and Nick naturally sat in the co-pilot's seat.

"Speaking of which, I think we have a lot to do with the desert." Stepping on the accelerator, Roberts started the car with the steering wheel, grinning, "The last time I was in Iraq was the desert."

"Last time I wiped your butt for you, I hope you didn't get into trouble this time." Jiang Chen couldn't help but complain.

"Ahem, you're not losing, aren't you? An American who runs errands for you all over the world, a Slav who follows you to the front line, and a little beauty sitting next to you." Roberts looked through the rear of the car In the mirror, he cast a playful glance at Jiang Chen.

Hearing this, although there was no change in the expression on Aisha's face, the red cloud floated up.

"Drive your car, stop talking nonsense." Jiang Chen scolded with a smile, paused, and then asked casually, "Where is the location of the base?"

"Sahara desert, Niger, undeveloped areas in Agadez province. You have to be prepared, it's a wilderness," Roberts laughed.

There are loess hills outside the airport, and no buildings can be seen. Except for the roads, there are broken soil and yellow sand everywhere. Often when the wind blows, it can bring up a roller blind like sand and dust.

In addition, this is probably the only one Jiang Chen has ever been to. There are no taxis at the entrance, and no bus stop signs, let alone the subway airport.

"Damn, this place is so poor?" Jiang Chen glanced out the window. Looking at the unseen sand dunes, he secretly stuttered.

It's a capital after all, so it shouldn't be so backward.

"Will the city be better, roughly equivalent to the suburbs of Los Angeles?" Roberts laughed. "There are 10 kilometers left, not too far. By the way, speaking of poverty, Niger's Minister of Commerce, Amani, wants to meet you.

Well, I invite you to dinner. "

"Attracting foreign capital?" Yawned. Jiang Chen leaned back on the seat and said without interest, "Why don't you go for me, I have already paid for the 20 hectares of wasteland, and I am not interested in investing in other projects for the time being."

"Cough, no, there are actually. For example, the water supply and power supply of the mercenary base, as well as the supply of food and daily necessities, as well as the arms supplies for training, etc." Roberts coughed and reminded.

This is indeed a problem... Jiang Chen rubbed his chin and thought about it.

"I have a solution for ammunition supplies. Other words... What's your suggestion?" Jiang Chen looked at Roberts.

"For the power supply problem, my suggestion is to buy a few oil-fired generators, or to buy a batch of solar equipment? The sun is quite big, and I recommend solar power generation. As for water, it seems taboo to dig wells locally? We should try to avoid it. It’s better to have a conflict with those tribesmen. I heard that the Niger government can’t control them, so I recommend shipping them from outside. In addition, food and other daily necessities can be purchased locally. The prices here are very cheap, especially food.”

"Let's do it then." Jiang Chen nodded.

"If that's the case, you really need to meet that Armani. But before that, I'll take you to the hotel where you're staying." Roberts shrugged. laughed.

The car finally drove into the city limits.

The Niger River runs through the city. The river beach is lush and lush, like an oasis in the desert.

In fact, it is not as exaggerated as Roberts described. Niamey is also the capital of a country. Although I haven't seen what the suburbs of Los Angeles look like, after driving to the downtown area. The surrounding buildings still look very similar.

After arriving at the hotel where he was staying, Jiang Chen just stopped briefly, put on the suit that Roberts prepared for him, and got into the car again.

It's just that this car is not Roberts' Hummer, but a special car used by the Ministry of Commerce of Niger to receive VIPs.

He got out of the car at a hotel that was obviously used to receive foreign guests, and a black man in a suit greeted him with a smile.

"Welcome. Mr. Jiang Chen, you must be the rich man in the East that Mr. Roberts said." Holding Jiang Chen's right hand enthusiastically, the aged-looking black minister shook it vigorously.

Jiang Chen was surprised that he could speak Chinese.

"Thank you for your invitation, Mr. Armani." Jiang Chen responded to his enthusiasm with a smile.

"I know many Chinese friends who are as good as you. There are also many friends from China in Niger. You can use this place as your second home. Niger welcomes you." Speaking in fairly standard Mandarin, Armani said enthusiastically.

"Haha, definitely."

This is the end of the chat, Jiang Chen and Armani walked into the hotel side by side. The bodyguards and related staff who accompanied him behind him, this "welcome ceremony" was also quite grand.

What should I say, a strange thought suddenly popped into Jiang Chen's mind.

I wonder if the county magistrate brought a group of valet to greet him when he returned to his hometown during the Chinese New Year. How to say he is also a man who has been on the Wall Street Journal, and the party newspaper also praised him for his outstanding performance in the field of Internet technology. Not to mention in his hometown of Lake City, even if you look at the whole province, he is not as good as him, right?

Tsk tsk, returning home with riches and honors must feel very refreshing.

Although he is still overseas, the distance will not hinder his YY.

At Armani's invitation, Jiang Chen took a seat with him. From the order in which they were seated at the same time, it can be seen that the Minister of Commerce treated him with great courtesy.

Of course, it can also be seen from the side how poor Niger is.

Perhaps because there are many Chinese who come to Niger to invest, this Armani also chose to talk business at the wine table very casually. However, he obviously only had a glimpse of the wine table culture in China, and he just took two cups and stopped drinking in a very templated manner.

Obviously, he regarded drinking and talking about business as a ceremonial "Chinese custom".

After another chat, Armani naturally brought the topic to the point.

"I'm very grateful to Mr. Jiang for investing in Niger. I wonder if we can provide you with any convenience? The economy is basically improving, it is in a stage of rapid development, and the investment prospects are very broad..."

Listening to this Armani talking vividly, or flickering, Jiang Chen couldn't help but complain in his heart. He didn't even have a taxi just after leaving the airport. How dare he pretend to force me to say that the economy is basically improving?

But even though I thought so in my heart, I couldn't say that.

"Of course, I am very optimistic about your domestic development. That's why I came here to register a security company and build a training ground." After listening to the black uncle talking for a long time, Jiang Chen remained calm. grinned.

In other words, I have no interest in investing in you for the time being.

However, Armani obviously didn't intend to give up so soon. He pushed him again, and enthusiastically gave him several proposals for investment projects, which means that you are looking to put some money in. Bar.

"Well, I have a proposal. In order to facilitate the transportation of materials, I plan to invest in the construction of a road from the capital of Agadez Province to the undeveloped area." In fact, he has been brewing this idea all the time, just borrowing brought up this opportunity.

As soon as he heard the road repair, Armani's eyes suddenly lit up. If the road can be built, it will not only greatly improve the lives of the people in the undeveloped areas, but also strengthen the government's control over the unruly local tribesmen.

"Haha, the people of Niger will thank you for your friendship, generous Mr. Jiang."

"You're welcome. The specific planning matters about the road will be studied by your side. At that time, according to your proposal, we will have further discussions." Looking at the bright-eyed Armani, Jiang Chen said with a smile .

Finally, the dinner ended in a harmonious atmosphere. The Minister of Commerce enthusiastically rode with him and took him to the door of the hotel where he was staying.

"How do you feel? Man." Roberts was standing downstairs in the hotel, looking at him with a smirk.

"I'm sick of it. Do niggas talk like that? They're working hard to get sponsorships."

That Armani is also very interesting, I think he should be a politician with a gift for speech. Originally, it was nothing to pull investment or something, but maybe he was a little anxious when he saw Jiang Chen's lack of interest, and he became impassioned as he spoke. For a short while, he knew that what he said should be in Mandarin, but Jiang Chen couldn't understand what he was babbling about.

"Hahahaha!" Roberts burst into laughter and patted Jiang Chen's shoulder, "Dude, do you understand my pain? On the first day I came here, I was dragged and sung by him for the whole time. God's RAP. But I was smart enough to move you out, arguing that I was just an errand runner, and the real sponsor was a guy named Jiang Chen."

"Haha. This joke is not funny." Jiang Chen glared at him and walked into the hotel.

Keeping up with Jiang Chen's pace, Roberts turned to talk to the side.

"Anyway, it's kind of annoying to do business with those fresh niggas, but just pass them off with some candy. Tomorrow we're going to Agadez to see your military base."

"Cough, it's the security company's training ground."

"It doesn't matter, everyone knows it," Roberts said nonchalantly.

Stopping in front of the elevator, this guy suddenly poked Jiang Chen's arm with his elbow again, and said jokingly, "We will leave early tomorrow morning, remember not to play too late."

After speaking, no matter what Jiang Chen's reaction was, Roberts quickly jumped into the elevator that was about to close.

"This old silver stick." Jiang Chen scolded with a smile and shook his head.

Just kidding, my lord, am I the kind of person who is so indulgent?

But at this moment, the thought of Aisha wearing a princess dress with a white ribbon last night suddenly appeared in his mind...

Uh, okay, Jiang Chen decided.

Go to bed tonight and try on a few more clothes with her...(To be continued.)