Chapter 783： : Oroman Tribe
Ocassie fully let Tang Dao understand what it means to act vigorously and resolutely.
After lunch at the Savior Base, the group left. In the afternoon, they delivered the letter of appointment for the chief of the Oroman tribe. Looking at the letter of appointment in black and red on the table, Mist, Gao Yang, and Hester... Theodore and other high-level officials were also a little surprised. What does this mean?
The company was recruited?
Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!
Tang Dao sat on the boss chair with a cigar in his hand. Looking at their expressions, he also found it funny. With a cigar in his mouth, he pressed his left hand on the letter of appointment, "Ocassie originally wanted me to be the president of Somalia." The news is even more shocking. After all, Somalia is also a country recognized by the United Nations.
If a person of yellow race is replaced as president, it will also be a huge shock in the African Union. Tang Dao has not won more political capital for him.
"I refused, and then he appointed me as the chief of the Oroman tribe. I think this will help us a lot."
Tang Dao said what was in his heart. Everyone here is a confidant and a partner with coexistence of ambition. This is a major event that determines the future shape of the company. He must listen to more opinions.
There are too many people relying on him for food, if one is not careful, everyone will have to eat shit.
"You can express your own opinions." Tang Dao hung the half of the cigar on the ashtray, and picked up the wolfberry tea that had been brewed on the table.
Gao Yang is a newcomer, he kept a low key and said nothing, while Hester Theodore frowned, Mister fiddled with the ring on his hand, and here he was the only one who could be the first to speak. He pondered, weighed his words, and spoke through his mind before he said, "I think this is an experiment, to develop a tribe or country with a company as the background. If it is changed to other places, there may not be economic pressure, but Somalia is too If we are poor, we can only rely on ourselves in the short term, and I am worried that other shareholders have ideas."
"The savior company only has the right to share dividends and has no right to make suggestions. I can make the decision alone and don't have to worry about other people. However, if we rely on us alone, I'm afraid it will be really embarrassing. I will contact other people and ask them what they mean." Tang Dao nodded head said.
For the most basic infrastructure, you need to build roads and other facilities. These are all expenses. Of course, you can’t ask too much. If you follow the standard of the rabbit, you will not be exhausted, and you can compare with the construction madman. In comparison, there is no second one in the whole world.
"If you can share the risk with other people, you can try it. After all, benefits and risks come together." Mister is a gambler in essence, otherwise, who would want to be a mercenary? It's not that he didn't accept his fate and wanted more, so he went to work. It's just that he was lucky, and he didn't need to be like the freelance mercenaries dancing on the tip of the knife in hot spots. The savior also brought a lot of benefits to employees.
Tang Dao nodded slowly, looked at Gao Yang and the others, and smiled, "Do you have any other ideas?"
"Boss, I think Ocasie is right. Our company is developing too fast. Those capitals are afraid. They are afraid. They will even kill us when necessary. Compared with them, there is still a gap in our size. , but if we take over Somalia, the means we can use will be different." Hester Theodore said.
Although they are now selling weapons all over the world in the name of Somalia and Zaire, it is like issuing an invoice. You have a different official seal. Now it is tax evasion. If Tang Dao is the speaker in Somalia, then, This is direct tax exemption.
"I need more information about the Oroman tribe, Mister, contact the think tank and ask them to send people over to investigate. Even if it is digging, they must dig out the potential of the Oroman tribe. Don't tell me there is no way for more than 700,000 people. feed."
This kind of thing should be handed over to professional people, and the think tank must have a solution.
Holding the letter of appointment, Tang Dao gradually became fascinated. This is his first piece of real land, and he has to give these people some benefits!
…
There is almost no industry in Mogadishu. They still mainly live on agriculture. But in Africa, it is almost impossible for you to eat enough. Malaria, war, and poverty are killing people. Why don’t they move into the city? Among them, it is because of the high cost of survival, the most important thing is the fear of being killed.
Crime is definitely higher in cities than in tribes.
The Oroman tribe belongs to the gregarious system, but only a few thousand people form a small village, which is relatively large. This kind of village model is very common in China. The chief should sit in the most populous gathering place .
About forty miles outside Mogadishu, there is a place called Aguadong.
There is a population of more than 20,000 Oroman tribes here, and it is also the largest trading market nearby, but the environment is simply hard to describe.
Livestock feces can be seen everywhere, as well as women with open breasts.
buzz~
The roar of the engine startled the mule who was being traded. It kept snorting and made muffled noises. This very thin body was shivering. There was not much food for people, let alone mules.
The residents on the road looked in the direction of the business. Four or five off-road vehicles drove in from the door, with a familiar logo painted on the body. This is the Savior Company, which is very common in any place in Somalia, even if it is a remote place. There are also company logos on armed personnel in ore-producing areas.
They have a good reputation and have never had any conflicts with local governments. Moreover, they distribute some medicines almost every month, so their mass base is very good.
The convoy drove towards the center of the town. Before everyone could ask what was going on, they saw a boy running on the muddy ground beating a gong and running barefoot, shouting, "Everyone, go quickly!" Chief's house, a new chief is here."
Say a few words, then knock a few times.
"Hey! Bennett, what are you shouting?" the black donkey seller yelled, the sound of beating the gong frightened the mules, and the **** spewed out all over the ground.
The black kid named Bennett was panting, "Uncle Jos, the new chief is here, and he is going to give a speech at the door of the old chief's house. Going to inform other people." After finishing speaking, he ran towards the distance.
new chief?
Bennett frowned, muttered a few words in the local dialect, and didn't know what to say, but he still took the mule home and told his wife to let her feed the mule, and then headed towards the destination. Rushed away, met familiar people and greeted each other, asking what happened.
Of course, it is impossible for 20,000 people to gather together, but when they gradually pile up, there will be thousands of people. Fortunately, the old chief's previous house was purposely in front of a large open space, so this person can still stand, but the noise is very harsh.
Gaskell Nick is a middle-aged black man. He is also the helper of the last chief. He has a high reputation in this gathering area. Similarly, he is also the only teacher in the only school in the area!
He looked at the Asian man standing beside him. It was the first time he saw this man, but he had heard about it countless times, Nicholas Tang!
He is the new chief of the Oroman tribe, a yellow-skinned man with real power, not name.
It's just insane.
"Mr. Gaskell, you can start." Tang Dao turned his head and said gently.
…
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After lunch at the Savior Base, the group left. In the afternoon, they delivered the letter of appointment for the chief of the Oroman tribe. Looking at the letter of appointment in black and red on the table, Mist, Gao Yang, and Hester... Theodore and other high-level officials were also a little surprised. What does this mean?
The company was recruited?
Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!
Tang Dao sat on the boss chair with a cigar in his hand. Looking at their expressions, he also found it funny. With a cigar in his mouth, he pressed his left hand on the letter of appointment, "Ocassie originally wanted me to be the president of Somalia." The news is even more shocking. After all, Somalia is also a country recognized by the United Nations.
If a person of yellow race is replaced as president, it will also be a huge shock in the African Union. Tang Dao has not won more political capital for him.
"I refused, and then he appointed me as the chief of the Oroman tribe. I think this will help us a lot."
Tang Dao said what was in his heart. Everyone here is a confidant and a partner with coexistence of ambition. This is a major event that determines the future shape of the company. He must listen to more opinions.
There are too many people relying on him for food, if one is not careful, everyone will have to eat shit.
"You can express your own opinions." Tang Dao hung the half of the cigar on the ashtray, and picked up the wolfberry tea that had been brewed on the table.
Gao Yang is a newcomer, he kept a low key and said nothing, while Hester Theodore frowned, Mister fiddled with the ring on his hand, and here he was the only one who could be the first to speak. He pondered, weighed his words, and spoke through his mind before he said, "I think this is an experiment, to develop a tribe or country with a company as the background. If it is changed to other places, there may not be economic pressure, but Somalia is too If we are poor, we can only rely on ourselves in the short term, and I am worried that other shareholders have ideas."
"The savior company only has the right to share dividends and has no right to make suggestions. I can make the decision alone and don't have to worry about other people. However, if we rely on us alone, I'm afraid it will be really embarrassing. I will contact other people and ask them what they mean." Tang Dao nodded head said.
For the most basic infrastructure, you need to build roads and other facilities. These are all expenses. Of course, you can’t ask too much. If you follow the standard of the rabbit, you will not be exhausted, and you can compare with the construction madman. In comparison, there is no second one in the whole world.
"If you can share the risk with other people, you can try it. After all, benefits and risks come together." Mister is a gambler in essence, otherwise, who would want to be a mercenary? It's not that he didn't accept his fate and wanted more, so he went to work. It's just that he was lucky, and he didn't need to be like the freelance mercenaries dancing on the tip of the knife in hot spots. The savior also brought a lot of benefits to employees.
Tang Dao nodded slowly, looked at Gao Yang and the others, and smiled, "Do you have any other ideas?"
"Boss, I think Ocasie is right. Our company is developing too fast. Those capitals are afraid. They are afraid. They will even kill us when necessary. Compared with them, there is still a gap in our size. , but if we take over Somalia, the means we can use will be different." Hester Theodore said.
Although they are now selling weapons all over the world in the name of Somalia and Zaire, it is like issuing an invoice. You have a different official seal. Now it is tax evasion. If Tang Dao is the speaker in Somalia, then, This is direct tax exemption.
"I need more information about the Oroman tribe, Mister, contact the think tank and ask them to send people over to investigate. Even if it is digging, they must dig out the potential of the Oroman tribe. Don't tell me there is no way for more than 700,000 people. feed."
This kind of thing should be handed over to professional people, and the think tank must have a solution.
Holding the letter of appointment, Tang Dao gradually became fascinated. This is his first piece of real land, and he has to give these people some benefits!
…
There is almost no industry in Mogadishu. They still mainly live on agriculture. But in Africa, it is almost impossible for you to eat enough. Malaria, war, and poverty are killing people. Why don’t they move into the city? Among them, it is because of the high cost of survival, the most important thing is the fear of being killed.
Crime is definitely higher in cities than in tribes.
The Oroman tribe belongs to the gregarious system, but only a few thousand people form a small village, which is relatively large. This kind of village model is very common in China. The chief should sit in the most populous gathering place .
About forty miles outside Mogadishu, there is a place called Aguadong.
There is a population of more than 20,000 Oroman tribes here, and it is also the largest trading market nearby, but the environment is simply hard to describe.
Livestock feces can be seen everywhere, as well as women with open breasts.
buzz~
The roar of the engine startled the mule who was being traded. It kept snorting and made muffled noises. This very thin body was shivering. There was not much food for people, let alone mules.
The residents on the road looked in the direction of the business. Four or five off-road vehicles drove in from the door, with a familiar logo painted on the body. This is the Savior Company, which is very common in any place in Somalia, even if it is a remote place. There are also company logos on armed personnel in ore-producing areas.
They have a good reputation and have never had any conflicts with local governments. Moreover, they distribute some medicines almost every month, so their mass base is very good.
The convoy drove towards the center of the town. Before everyone could ask what was going on, they saw a boy running on the muddy ground beating a gong and running barefoot, shouting, "Everyone, go quickly!" Chief's house, a new chief is here."
Say a few words, then knock a few times.
"Hey! Bennett, what are you shouting?" the black donkey seller yelled, the sound of beating the gong frightened the mules, and the **** spewed out all over the ground.
The black kid named Bennett was panting, "Uncle Jos, the new chief is here, and he is going to give a speech at the door of the old chief's house. Going to inform other people." After finishing speaking, he ran towards the distance.
new chief?
Bennett frowned, muttered a few words in the local dialect, and didn't know what to say, but he still took the mule home and told his wife to let her feed the mule, and then headed towards the destination. Rushed away, met familiar people and greeted each other, asking what happened.
Of course, it is impossible for 20,000 people to gather together, but when they gradually pile up, there will be thousands of people. Fortunately, the old chief's previous house was purposely in front of a large open space, so this person can still stand, but the noise is very harsh.
Gaskell Nick is a middle-aged black man. He is also the helper of the last chief. He has a high reputation in this gathering area. Similarly, he is also the only teacher in the only school in the area!
He looked at the Asian man standing beside him. It was the first time he saw this man, but he had heard about it countless times, Nicholas Tang!
He is the new chief of the Oroman tribe, a yellow-skinned man with real power, not name.
It's just insane.
"Mr. Gaskell, you can start." Tang Dao turned his head and said gently.
…
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