I Really Didn’t Want To Make A Lot Of Money

Xu Jinghua stared at Chen Ling, and after a while, he said, "One hundred thousand US dollars per person, including me, the total is 5.5 million US dollars."

"You are quite rich?!" Chen Ling smiled, "Okay, just say that. Except for pistols, all weapons are left. A Bin, let them loose!"

Su Jinghua remained motionless and asked, "Don't you collect the money first?"

Chen Ling waved his hand and said, "Do you think I want to worry?"

Xu Jinghua shook his head and said, "I continue to have Jinghua's words and promise, and promise!"

"I'll ask someone to give you the account in a while, and you can transfer money inside." Chen Ling said. Of course, he didn't believe that he wouldn't fall behind because of Xu Jinghua's words, but knew that Xu Jinghua had experienced this failure and would never dare to provoke himself again.

"Dare to ask who are you?" Xu Jinghua asked this question again.

Chen Ling touched his body and said, "My name is Chen Ling, a Chinese who comes to Africa to do business. I forgot to bring my business card today..."

"Mr. Chen, nice to meet! But, I have been in Africa for many years, and our organization has eyeliners in various countries. I have never heard of your name." Xu Jinghua Ming did not believe that what Chen Ling said was his true identity.

"When you first arrived, there is no big name." Chen Ling said modestly, "It's not as good as you, brother Xu, who is a master of Africa. Moreover, I have never heard of your name."

Su Jinghua's mouth moved. He finally managed to hold back the words that had reached his mouth, and changed his words: "Our organization requires a low profile, so we are all unknown people. What does Mr. Chen do in Africa? Diamonds?"

"No, I mainly do engineering. This time I was invited to visit the Fulani people. I didn't expect to meet you by chance. It's fate!" Chen Ling smiled, "Is it a lot of money to be a firearm?"

Fate a ghost! Su Jinghua was secretly angry. Had Chen Ling not been here, grabbing diamonds would be easy today.

"The arms business comes with a lot of money, and even more money comes from the ancillary benefits brought by the arms business." Xu Jinghua said, "Mr. Chen will have the opportunity to go to Angola in the future. That is my territory." Speaking of Angola, Xu Jinghua's aura was obviously high, as if he could dominate everything as long as he returned to Angola.

Chen Ling nodded and said, "Okay, Angola is such a big country, it's worth visiting."

After speaking, Chen Ling began to slap every person who had fallen asleep in his face.

With more than fifty faces, Chen Qi's hands hurt. But there is no way, only Chen Ling can wake them up, otherwise these people will have to fall asleep for a long time.

Xu Jinghua saw that Chen Ling's technique was nothing special, and tried to slap a person's face, but he couldn't wake up the person even if his face was swollen.

"Brother Xu, you can't wake up someone pretending to be sleeping." Chen Ling made a joke, but Xu Jinghua couldn't laugh.

Xu Jinghua traveled north and south. He had a lot of knowledge and had encountered some magical things. However, Xiang Chen Ling was the only thing he could wake up when a group of people fell asleep. It was the first time that Xu Jinghua saw him. The so-called witchcraft that I have seen before are even more magical.

Those witchcraft must be accompanied by a ritual, and only after a mess of pretense can the wizards or priests exert the so-called spiritual power.

The people that Chen Ling awakened were ignorant at first, and the ones who reacted quickly put on a defensive posture; those who reacted slowly froze in place.

Xu Jinghua smiled bitterly, and gathered them one by one to form a square array.

Priest Betis kept watching Chen Ling and Big Beard grunting, but couldn't understand them. But she could tell that the two were talking. At this moment, seeing the big beard arranging people in a square, he asked Chen Ling, "Mr. Chen, what are you going to do with them?"

"Let it go."

"Let it go?!" Betis was taken aback. This is an enemy, a prisoner, so why is it just let go? This is not easy to explain to the tribe!

Chen Ling asked, "Don't let it go, do you take care of the food? Fifty-five people will eat a lot."

"It doesn't matter what the meal." Betis said, making a chopping motion with his hands. "Our tradition is to chop into meat sauce!"

She spoke English, and most of the people at the scene understood it. The prisoners immediately became nervous.

"Waste!" Chen Ling said, "They paid to redeem themselves, okay?"

"Oh, this is fine. How much do they pay?" Betis asked.

Chen Ling raised a finger, meaning one hundred thousand, which means one hundred thousand. Betis nodded and said: "One thousand dollars per person, the price is reasonable. And there are so many weapons left!" Betis looked at the weapons stacked aside, very satisfied.

Chen Ling and Xu Jinghua were stunned.

Chen Ling looked at Xu Jinghua, and Xu Jinghua said quickly: "Mr. Chen, the man is hard to chase after a word! I continue Jinghua's promise!"

Chen Ling nodded, and said, "I won't send it far away!"

...

Compared with Chen Ling's piecemeal work, the transaction that Liu Ya and Charlotte are responsible for is big business.

After Chen Ling saw the transaction documents, he was very satisfied, and asked, "Apart from these, are there any procedures? For example, go to the government for approval, registration, and certification."

Augustine and Betis didn't speak, they all looked at Amadou.

"Mr. Chen, Amadou is an expert in this area." Betis said, "Amadou, please explain to Mr. Chen."

"There are still a few procedures, it's like this..." Amadou slowly introduced the process of the matter to one side.

Amadou is old and ugly, he is still a young man, but he has received a formal modern education and worked in a law firm in Freetown. After retiring, he returned to his ancestral village to settle down, just like a Fulani. Wise man.

Amadou's words were very long, and Chen was confused, so he had to say: "Today we signed our intentions, and then all went to Freetown to complete the formalities. Abin, contact a competent law firm as a consultant to make sure nothing goes wrong. "

Francois nodded his head.

It was getting dark at this time, and Betis arranged for someone to prepare for the party to celebrate.

This whole day, the Fulani ancestral village of Sierra Leone experienced two major events. One is a good thing, calling for souls; the other is a bad thing, when thugs come to rob diamonds. Both things ended perfectly because of Chen Ling.

Although the Fulani paid a huge price in exchange, the outcome far exceeded their expectations. Therefore, Betis decided to mobilize the whole village to start the celebration as quickly as possible.

The location of the celebration was a clearing by a lake a few kilometers away from the village.

Betis explained that the lake is rich in products and is an important food source for the ancestral village and several nearby villages. The Fulani people planted some grain and vegetables on the wetlands by the lake, which can be picked regularly; the tracts of natural banana forests make the Fulani people feel free from hungry all year round.

The Fulani also cut down big trees, processed them into canoes, and rowed them to the middle of the lake to fish. Because the fishing tools are very primitive, the fish in the lake has not been reduced due to fishing. During the day, you can see groups of fish wandering in the water plants; at night, when you see the lights, you will even jump into the canoe.

Betis arranged for people to arrange the venue on the open space. When the bonfire in the open space was lit, accompanied by brisk drums, the atmosphere of celebration gradually rose.

As the number one guest, Chen Ling, accompanied by Betis and several Fulani leaders, took the lead in entering the venue; then Liu Ya and Charlotte entered the venue surrounded by Fulani women.

Francois and Bill then entered the field. Interestingly, Augustine and his companions were invited to the campfire by the Fulani as guests for the first time.

The breeze in the middle of the lake blew over, taking away the heat and leaving cool. The Fulani people serve grilled fish, roast beef, fresh cassava and other foods, as well as palm wine brewed by the indigenous method, both sour and sweet.

There are also Fulani men who form a dance troupe and dance on drums, and there are women who twist their buttocks at a very high frequency and send out cheerful blessings.

Chen Ling, Liu Ya and Charlotte participated in this kind of activity for the first time, full of freshness. The Fulani people took turns to say blessings to the distinguished guests, and then toast a glass of palm wine.

The milky toddy was placed in a jar. No one knew the alcohol content. It was poured out glass by glass, and Chen Ling drank glass by glass, slowly feeling a little too much.

Liu Ya and Charlotte sitting next to him were even more drunk, and they were stumbling.

Chen Ling and Betis bid farewell and prepare to rest in the village.

After a few glasses of wine, Betis was no longer so restrained in front of Chen Ling. She grabbed Chen Ling's wrist and said, "Mr. Chen, we just started! Today we are celebrating till dawn!"

Augustine also persuaded: "Mr. Chen, we haven't invited you to dance, you can't go yet."

The surrounding Fulani began to cheer rhythmically, not allowing Chen Ling to leave.

Chen Ling had no choice but to sit down again. He beckoned to François and said, "Call all your people, and then everyone will dance."

"Mr. Chen, they first invite you to dance, and then..." François Chen Ling explained without knowing the process.

"Dancing, let's dance together! It's fun if there are many people!" Chen Ling's idea is that if there are many people, everyone dances casually, and don't focus on him.

At this moment, Charlotte was unsteady and fell on the grass.

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