MTL - I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World-Chapter 1536 African Raiders

The Chief of Zaria quickly agreed, fearing that Jiang Chen would repent and think that he was too cheap. He took him on the spot to draw up a contract and happily wrote the terms he had promised on the contract.

However, it is a pity that he did not realize that when the two sides signed the words, the Marshal, who stood in front of him, had a meaningful smile on his face.

T-3 power armor 200,000 credit points, Zaria chieftain on behalf of Du Aman chief, ordering 400 units in the name of non-United Arab Emirates, delivering a minimum of 10 units per month, the amount is settled monthly, no Arrears. For non-Emirates exports to the sixth block of food, nac does not face a unified acquisition, only a 10% tariff, open the grain market to the non-United Arab Emirates.

The Zaria chief did not even realize that he had defaulted nac's currency credit as the settlement currency in the agreement.

Although one kilogram of cornmeal can now sell 3 credits in the sixth block, but after a large amount of grain is exported to the market in the sixth block, even more than the nac population's digestion rate of food, the grain will still be in the nac market. Is it worth it?

As long as the rapid depreciation of food is promoted, and even the price per kilogram of food is hit below the decimal point, the black uncles will soon watch as the value of the t-3 power armor continues to expand with their exports from sixty-six tons. It has become hundreds of tons, thousands of tons, and even tens of tons.

In the economic exchanges between countries, as a supplier of raw materials, it can only be the object of exploitation in industrial countries.

Looking to Africans to run their own factories?

If they are so diligent, they will not do the stupid thing of "selling sugar cane imports."

After signing the agreement, Zaria did not immediately return to the African continent, and he could see that he liked the place very much. Use money here...that is, the credit can buy everything he wants to buy and enjoy the prosperity that he can't enjoy in his tribe.

This time he brought a total of ten containers of rice, a total of one hundred tons, directly to the price of nac agricultural products fell by almost 10%. However, the wealthy nouveau riche did not realize that there was anything wrong with it. His tribe was very rich, with more than 20,000 slaves and more than one million mu of cultivated land. One hundred tons of rice was nothing but a slap in the face.

Holding the exchange of more than 200,000 credit points, he directly bought a t-3 power armor to Jiang Chen in his own name, and then rewarded the black giant who always followed him. Power armor for these African tribe warriors is equivalent to the medieval knight's armor and war horse.

Although Jiang Chen really can't understand, let a stupid big man with a well-developed mind to operate the power armor, what is necessary...

“It is impossible to expect Africans to abide by the spirit of the contract. They don’t even have an accurate concept of what the contract is.” After the chieftain of Zaria was sent to the Tulip Hotel in the sixth block, he sat in the car on the way back. Jiang Chen, inside, said to Chu Nan, who is sitting next to him, "We must station a force in Africa to protect our industry in Africa from local looting. The size of this unit must be in the Du Aman Grand Chief. Within the tolerance, at least we can't let him be vigilant from the beginning, I want to hear your opinion."

"Do you want to solve this problem through economic means, or intend to solve it through military means?" Chunan asked with a smile.

“All right,” Jiang Chen said. “I want to hear both opinions.”

"Two million mu of land can be contracted out and publicly bidding for enterprises in the sixth block, so that they can send mercenary groups, hunting groups and workers to wasteland, and deduct the food paid to the non-United Arab Emirates. Enterprises levy a certain percentage of food or credit points according to the area of ​​contracted arable land.” Chu Nan smiled and said, “A lot of people will be happy to solve the safety problems for us.”

“In addition, we can hire locals... or buy slaves directly from the tribal chiefs,” paused for a moment. Chunan continued, “In exchange for arms, I believe those chiefs should be happy to use slaves in their hands. , change our bullets and rifles, even power armor."

"Does this not mean acknowledging the slave trade?" Jiang Chen asked with a smile.

“What's the relationship?” Chu Nan shrugged and said with a smile. “The African continent is not the territory of nac anyway. As long as we run to African merchants to abide by local laws, everything is justified.”

......

At the end of the world, Sun Jiao and Xiaorou stared at each other. Jiang Chen was very relieved. Since the unveiling of the future group of people in Wanghai City, Xiaorou immediately entered the role of ceo, and under the guidance of Xia Shiyu, the company took care of it.

The general manager of future human development was held by a senior executive of an import and export company before the war. He was a white-collar beauty in his thirties. He was taken to the sixth block two years ago from the shelter and was taken to the inner circle. About a year's worth of plates, relying on the help of friends, barely survived.

It is for this reason that she has shown a passion of one hundred and twenty from the beginning for this new job. The more than forty-page plan book will be a part of the future development of African projects, and she has been considered in all aspects.

So after seeing the plan, even Sun Jiao couldn't help but move the heart of love. He wanted to bring this talent from his sister's hand to the Marshal's Office as her secretary.

"Now Xiaorou runs along with Xia Shiyu to the future people's building all day long. Even my sister doesn't want to." On the beach chair, slouching the calf, Sun Jiao took a sip of cold watermelon juice. I grew a sigh of relief, and a pair of alums looked at Jiang Chen next to me. "Would you like to find another Marshal’s wife? Rest assured, I will not tell others."

The leisurely life can really make a complete abolishment. Now, Sun Jiao has completely turned into a waste mode. He has been biting the straw in the sun lounger all day, completely forgetting the identity of his marshal lady, and even finding another one. The words "Mrs. Marshal" are all said.

"Is that kind of casual person?" Jiang Chen coughed, and righteously said.

"Hey."

What is it?

Jiang Chen’s attitude towards Sun Jiao is completely helpless.

Although he has already expected this result, after seeing the beauty of the world here, unless there is someone who has deep and deep obsession with the world at the end of the world, no one will ever Choose to live in that world over there.

Obviously, Sun Jiao is not such a person.

She was born in a refuge from a young age, and all her knowledge of the pre-war world stayed in the children's books and in her father's dictation. When she opened her eyes, the world was destroyed. Before she met Jiang Chen, she had seen too many deaths.

From a long time ago, she admitted to Jiang Chen frankly that she was attracted by the temperament of his body that did not belong to the "world" and finally fell in love with him. Even in the end of the world, it is not as good as an ordinary person to live in an ordinary life, and live an ordinary life... although she has never had it.

"Right, if you are annoyed, why don't you learn to be soft?" Jiang Chen rolled his eyes and sat next to her. "The big things are going on, the small things are decentralized, and the supervision mechanism is done, even if you are sitting." The command here is all right."

"Yes," Sun Jiao's eyes lit up, biting the straw, and thinking seriously. "But who is my secretary? Or do you recommend me a personal choice?"

"I don't have any opinion, as long as it's not a man," Jiang Chen smiled and sat next to Sun Jiao. "You don't want to be here every day. I will accompany you today. I will take you to Penglai City." Turn around."

It was a happy thing, but Sun Jiao’s eyes were a little flustered.

"Exit, go out? I, I am not ready yet, can I wait a few more days? Stay here"

"This is not a request, this is a command," said Jiang Chen, who took Sun Jiao from the beach chair. In the exclamation of the latter, the naughty little wild cat licked on the shoulder. Gently took a bite, and the painful Jiang Chen took a cold breath.

Looking at Jiang Chen’s fangs, Sun Jiao hurriedly let go of his mouth and carefully looked at Jiang Chen.

"Get it, hurt you?"

"No, I feel quite sinking! Songkou, you are a dog!"

The pair of silver teeth bitten again.

This time, it is really moving.