Chapter Four Hundred and Seventy-Seven: Careerist: Reedman
Tanzania, Mute City.
Zouweiqi stood at the port and looked around, waiting for someone to appear. He is a Tanzanian Chinese and grew up here. Because of his family background, he has learned Chinese since he was a child, as well as English and local Portuguese.
When I grow up, I will be a guide here.
Because of the advantage of mastering the language, his life here is not bad.
Especially in recent years, many tourists have come here. He is proficient in three languages, can communicate proficiently, and is very familiar with the cultural environment here, and his income is very considerable.
Someone contacted him the day before yesterday and asked him to be a guide. The salary was not low, so this morning, he came to the port and waited.
Suddenly, two Chinese men in suits and leather shoes came out of the port, Zou Weiwei was shocked, and immediately smiled and greeted him: "Are these two Mr. Wang and Mr. Zhong?"
"Yes." Wang Hai nodded and looked at Zou Weiwei.
They had read Zou Weiwei's information and knew that it was the guide they had made an appointment with.
"Introduce myself, my name is Zou Weiwei, and I should be your guide." Zou Weiwei stretched out his hand and shook hands with Wang Haizhonglei with a smile on his face.
As a guide, he has read countless people from all over the world. These two men feel very special to them, they must be great people.
"Hello, Guide Zou." Wang Hai said.
"I wonder if the two of you have any plans to play?" Zou Weiwei asked.
"We are here to open a factory, please take us around this place and introduce the surrounding environment." Wang Hai handed him an address.
The address is the piece of land that Zhao Min purchased from Tanzania for the construction of the arsenal base. After two days of official approval from Tanzania, they began to build the factory. At that time, there will be domestic construction companies to undertake the construction, but they must also come to understand the environment.
The arsenal is a very sensitive enterprise. He and Zhong Lei discussed that before the construction of the factory, an armed security team should be formed to ensure the smooth operation of the factory. After all, the public security environment here is not so comfortable.
"Okay, two bosses, please come with me."
Zou Weiwei nodded hurriedly. It turned out to be the big boss of the investment factory. No wonder, thinking of this, Zou Weiwei became more active.
Wang Hai and Zhong Lei looked at each other, put away their suitcases, and boarded Zou Weiwei's vehicle.
"This location is not far from the port. Is it convenient for the two of you to say what business you are doing? I have some understanding of the environment here, maybe I can help you with one or two suggestions."
"The production of some small machinery is mainly for export." Zhong Lei said.
"Oh, I understand." Zou Weiwei said with a clear look: "There are a lot of labor in Tanzania, and it is very cheap. Foreign-invested minerals and cashew processing factories like to hire local people, and the official also encourages them. Foreign investment. The two factories are built. If you need it, you can come to me. I know where to hire some more diligent workers.”
"It's time to trouble Wizard Zou." Zhong Lei said.
Zou Weiwei smiled and shook his head: "No trouble, my father said, there is an old saying in China: Going out to rely on friends. Having an acquaintance can save a lot of trouble."
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Angola country.
On a small island not far from the coast, five people were seated in a luxurious villa.
Sitting in the first seat is a middle-aged man, looking fifty or sixty years old, with gray hair and beard, brown-black skin, wearing a long black trench coat, his brown-black eyes seem to have the power to penetrate people's hearts, and his temperament is mixed with a long-term presence. The majesty of the superior is only ****, and it gives people a sense of wisdom.
Majesty and wisdom coexist.
The cunning wolf king, the crazy careerist, and the desperate hero, this is the impression of him by those who know him.
The VFV bio-terrorist Lerick, who led the Doliwitz kidnapping case and created world fear, is sitting quietly in the right hand of the middle-aged man, as well-behaved as a docile kitten, daring not to talk nonsense.
On the left side of the middle-aged man, there was a blonde and white-skinned woman with a black rose pierced on her left face, and her eyes were indifferent. She is another deputy of the first man, codenamed Poison Rose. Even Liric doesn't know the exact name, but she knows that this woman can't be provoked.
Opposite the first man, there are two black men in camouflage uniforms and general attire. The general on the left has an old bullet scar on his face and looks a little grim; the general on the right has a beard and is very easy to identify.
If the Angolans saw the two, they would definitely know each other.
The generals of Angola's two most elite armies, Makani and Mbo, were in charge of nearly a third of Angola's troops.
In front of the first man, the two leaders of the army were still in a state of unease. They understand the character of this man, and if they accidentally do something wrong, even if they have real power now, they will die.
They are the core members of the organization, and they are very aware of the VFV biological terror that shook the world. It was just arranged by Liric alone. The man in front of him was just an order, and he did not participate in the process.
That alone left an indelible memory of terror in the world.
If this man really participates, the consequences will be even more terrifying, completely turning human life into ants.
"Mr. Reedman, what are we going to do next?" Makani on the left with a bullet scar on his face asked cautiously, and Mbo on the right also looked at him, not daring to relax.
"Seize power." The first man said, his voice full of energy, with unquestionable majesty.
To him, the seizure of power seemed like a trivial matter. However, his words shocked Makani and Mbo. They knew that such a day would come, and when it really came, they were still apprehensive.
If this is not done well, their lives will be lost.
"What should we do?" Mbo asked while suppressing his nervousness.
"Diogo will die. He is Vassolen's nemesis. At that time, the evidence of Vassolen's black hand will be exposed, overthrow Vassolen and support Netu to come to power." Poison Rose took out a photo from her pocket and put it on the In front of the two of them: "When do you act and what plan do you have, someone will contact you."
"As long as the plan is completed, you are above ten thousand people, control a country, and have whatever you want." Reedman took a sip from the water glass in his hand, and said indifferently.
"Okay." Makani and Mbo nodded hurriedly, with some anticipation in their hearts.
The two left, and Reedman took off his glasses, revealing an extremely majestic look, which made Liric beside him nervous.
"How is that thing developed? Has it been successful?"
"Doliwitz and those researchers are working on it, and there is some progress, but it's hard to say when it will be successful. Would you like to go down and have a look?"
Lyric told the situation honestly and did not dare to hide anything.
"No, let me know when that thing is done," Reedman said leisurely.
"Okay." Liric nodded.
"Work hard, our goal is to build a strong country without allowing Westerners to manipulate and exploit."
"Understood." Li Rui nodded heavily.
When he walked to the roof of the villa and watched Reedman's helicopter leave, Liric was completely relieved.
With that man, the pressure is not so great. But thinking of the next plan to start, Liric was looking forward and a little frightened.
"Sir, can that thing be done on time by Lerick?" asked Poison Rose on the plane.
"I don't know, scientific research may be successful tomorrow, or there may be no progress in ten years." Reedman turned his head and glanced at the distant villa, closed his eyes and rested: "The next plan is neat and neat."
"Understood." Poison Rose nodded.