Chapter 1051 Twelve Constellation
【Anti-theft chapter】
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Paris France.
The 19th district, where blacks gather in the northeastern part of the city, has been in the country for more than a month. Kazan Wandi did not expect his family to settle down so smoothly and quickly. Di's chat, I learned that my brother's family had just smuggled over for a few years. Not only did they hide in Tibet, they were almost deported several times, and one of their sons died because of poor conditions.
In contrast, although he had spent all the money he had accumulated over the years for this smuggling, the family of four not only settled quickly after arriving in France, but he also got a job as a porter who could make ends meet.
Not only that, the contact person who helped them resettle recently informed this side that a humanitarian relief point has recently opened near Chaumont Park, where you can get food and other necessities for free, so I hurried after finishing today's work. come over.
Just happened to meet brother Odo with his 11-year-old son Mahdi.
Think about it and envy this little guy.
Mahdi was born in France. At that time, France still recognized citizenship by birth, and because of this child, he suffered for many years, and his brother's family also obtained legal status in an immigration reform. And their family, together with the newly born one in his wife's stomach, didn't know how many years they would have to wait to get their status.
After greeting my brother and nephew, a group of three came to the rescue point where there was still a long queue at sunset, and my brother talked about another thing.
"You know, Kazan, our Mahdi is very smart. I have been worrying about his schooling problems all these years, and I am afraid that he will fail in his studies. However, recently, a scholarship fund went to their school to select people, as long as the smartest Children, Mahdi has always been the first in the class, and their teachers handed over the materials."
Kazan heard the words, not only happy for his nephew, but also a little envious: "So, Mahdi can become a college student in the future, and he doesn't need to spend money?"
"Not sure," Otto shook his head again. "It said that there will be an interview, but I haven't received any news recently. I have inquired, and they seem to only want mixed races."
Kazan immediately took a sip to the side and scolded: "I just said, those white people, how could they be so kind." Then he reached out his big hand and rubbed his nephew's head: "It doesn't matter, you have a legal status. , as long as you go to university, you can always think of a way.”
After chatting like this, after queuing for ten minutes, they finally came to the door of the rescue point.
The three brothers, father, son and brother, immediately pretended not to know each other, and each received a piece of food. In addition to bread, there was also a piece of biscuits and a pound of beef, enough for one person to eat for a day. The most surprising thing was another food stamp worth 100 francs. , but unfortunately can only change to a few designated foods.
When Kazan got these, he thanked him in his not very fluent French, but in his heart he secretly scolded these white men for being idiots, so he just posted them casually.
Just as he was about to leave, he occasionally saw a pile of baby supplies on the shelf next to him, so he stopped immediately, pointed to the mountain of milk powder, and said to the short black-haired white girl in front of him, "That, I want that, I have it. child."
The white girl was frightened by Kazan's sudden loud voice, and then she explained seriously: "I'm sorry, sir, these need women to carry the children and pick them up in person."
Kazan couldn't understand the girl's French, but he understood that the other party was rejecting him. He immediately thumped two punches on the counter angrily, with a loud thud, and repeated with simple French words, "I want that, I have kids."
Another Caucasian boy volunteer who was busy in the back saw that someone was making trouble, so he hurriedly stepped forward, looked at Kazan, and explained it in English.
Kazan is from Somalia, and Somalia was a British colony at the time, and English was quite popular, so I understood it, but continued aggressively: "How can a woman go out casually, I want that, I have two children, and my wife is pregnant, Give it to me now."
This attitude was actually learned from my brother recently.
My brother said that this side must not show weakness when facing white people. As long as you are fierce enough, they will be afraid of you. Kazan is over 1.8 meters tall, and has a big waist and a big waist. At this time, there is a commotion, and two volunteers, a man and a woman, who seem to be weak, suddenly show their timidity.
However, Kazan did not succeed.
Two strong black men in security uniforms who were originally maintaining order nearby came over, grabbed Kazan and left the front counter, and threw them on the side of the road.
These are two black people whose stature is no less than their own. After pushing Kazan to the side of the road, they also took off the baton from their waist and said even more viciously: "Bastard, hurry up, and dare to make trouble here, be careful, Laozi. Break your head."
After all, he knew his identity, and Kazan was reminded that unless it was a last resort, he must not make trouble until the police showed up, so he picked up the food and food stamps he had just obtained, and left in a daze amid the laughter of the surrounding party crowd. It's extremely hateful, nasty white skin, nasty nigger.
However, he made up his mind to let his wife and her two-year-old son come over tomorrow to get those things.
I couldn't help thinking that if I could get it all the time and save it, it would not only be my son, but the one in my stomach in the future, but I would have a lot of milk powder left over, and my salary could be used for other purposes.
Help here.
The material distribution continued until six o'clock and ended on time.
The person in charge of this relief point, Peter Rasoul, took stock, and then sent several young men and women who came over to do free volunteers, and then drove to the 'Aries Humanitarian Relief Foundation Headquarters' in the city center.
Peter
De La Sol doesn't know if there are Leo or Orion, of course, he doesn't care about these. As a former staff member of UNICEF, he received this invitation and their entire team was dug up. After coming here, the salary is still very impressive, so I gladly choose to change jobs and work together to run this foundation with a somewhat mysterious source of funds.
However, as a far-left humanitarian, as long as he can help others and support himself, Peter Rasoul won't hold him too much.
After all, this is doing good deeds. I have only heard of many rich people trying their best to make a name for themselves. This kind of charity that gives money without reputation, in Peter's opinion, is the real charity. Although, Peter also feels that the charitable target is limited to those immigrant groups in the 18th to 20th arrondissements of Paris, which seems to be too narrow.
Why not help more people?
Of course, these problems are not too big.
As soon as he returned to the headquarters, Peter heard that another employee, Delina, was arguing with Glenn Holt, the president of the foundation. A batch of contraceptives were distributed to the poor, mainly for the consideration of the youth group and to block the spread of certain diseases at the bottom. As a result, the report was not approved twice.
"Dalina, I said it all, I agree with your plan, but the council didn't approve it, and I have no choice."
"I know, and I'm not blaming you, Glenn, I just want you to give me a way to get in touch with the council in person."
"Well, I'm sorry," Glenn shook his head. "The foundation's donors don't want to be identified."
There was a pause in the office, and Darina's voice came out: "We are colleagues who have worked together for so many years, Glenn, can you tell me if there is a problem with our funding source?"
"How is it possible, Darina, we are doing charity, and you are also an old man in this circle for many years. If there is a problem, you will definitely find that our operation process is very formal."
"Actually, I always feel that there are some problems."
"you think too much."
Glenn Holt reassured his subordinates, and then called everyone to briefly meet to discuss today's work. It was a little late, and everyone dispersed.
It is already dusk.
When Glenn Holt returned home, his wife Jamie had already changed into her dress and hurriedly helped her husband with the grooming. The couple rushed to a mansion in the 16th district in the west of the city, where a reception had just started.
The host of the reception was another president of the 'Scorpio Educational Equality Foundation', named Bernard Vierre, who used to work in a public welfare foundation under the United Nations, and just got this job some time ago, and Still through the introduction of Glenn Holt.
Therefore, seeing the Holts appear, the Viel family is very enthusiastic.
After the warm greetings and greetings with other guests at the scene, Glenn Holt and Bernard Viel walked to the corner of the living room and asked with a smile, "How's that thing going recently?"
"Only 9 little guys were selected, and 3 girls," Bernard Viel shook his head and said, "You know, it's not easy to be half-breed and smart enough, I almost couldn't bear it. You cheated, you know, it looks black anyway, who knows if it's a mixed race."
Glenn Holt glanced around and reminded his old friend with a smile: "Hey, don't talk nonsense like this, be careful to cause trouble."
Bernard's eyes were shrewd: "I only said that in front of you, you will never betray me, right?"
"If I want to betray you, I won't introduce you to this job," Glenn said, looking around and smiling: "Sierra would have wanted to move to District 16 a long time ago, if it wasn't for you to switch to this job , with your previous salary, don't even think about it for the rest of your life."
"Of course, Glenn, I'll never forget that favor."
The two middle-aged people in their 40s and 50s were still a little embarrassed. In the past, the two were considered idealists, just like the young people under them, but after so many years, they finally understood too much. Things, whether it is the United Nations or the various foundations of various countries, there are too many twists and turns inside.
Therefore, the innocence of the past has long been lost.
At least, let yourself live a little better, and stick to some of the past persistence, which is the best result.
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As soon as he returned to the headquarters, Peter heard that another employee, Delina, was arguing with Glenn Holt, the president of the foundation. A batch of contraceptives were distributed to the poor, mainly for the consideration of the youth group and to block the spread of certain diseases at the bottom. As a result, the report was not approved twice.
"Dalina, I said it all, I agree with your plan, but the council didn't approve it, and I have no choice."
"I know, and I'm not blaming you, Glenn, I just want you to give me a way to get in touch with the council in person."
"Well, I'm sorry," Glenn shook his head. "The foundation's donors don't want to be identified."
There was a pause in the office, and Darina's voice came out: "We are colleagues who have worked together for so many years, Glenn, can you tell me if there is a problem with our funding source?"
"How is it possible, Darina, we are doing charity, and you are also an old man in this circle for many years, if there is a problem, you are willing to
It will be found that our operation process is very formal. "
"Actually, I always feel that there are some problems."
"you think too much."
Glenn Holt reassured his subordinates, and then called everyone to briefly meet to discuss today's work. It was a little late, and everyone dispersed.
It is already dusk.
When Glenn Holt returned home, his wife Jamie had already changed into her dress and hurriedly helped her husband with the grooming. The couple rushed to a mansion in the 16th district in the west of the city, where a reception had just started.
The host of the reception was another president of the 'Scorpio Educational Equality Foundation', named Bernard Vierre, who used to work in a public welfare foundation under the United Nations, and just got this job some time ago, and Still through the introduction of Glenn Holt.
Therefore, seeing the Holts appear, the Viel family is very enthusiastic.
After the warm greetings and greetings with other guests at the scene, Glenn Holt and Bernard Viel walked to the corner of the living room and asked with a smile, "How's that thing going recently?"
"Only 9 little guys were selected, and 3 girls," Bernard Viel shook his head and said, "You know, it's not easy to be half-breed and smart enough, I almost couldn't bear it. You cheated, you know, it looks black anyway, who knows if it's a mixed race."
Glenn Holt glanced around and reminded his old friend with a smile: "Hey, don't talk nonsense like this, be careful to cause trouble."
"If I want to betray you, I won't introduce you to this job," Glenn said, looking around and smiling: "Sierra would have wanted to move to District 16 a long time ago, if it wasn't for you to switch to this job , with your previous salary, don't even think about it for the rest of your life."
Both of them are a little bit embarrassed. In Zeng's past, the two of them were like those young people under him, but after so many years, they finally understood too many things, whether it was the United Nations or the various foundations of various countries. , there are too many twists and turns inside.