To be honest.
About this matter.
Chai Ren really doesn’t have much confidence.
He is a shareholder.
But just a minor shareholder. The largest shareholder is Tang Qing’s friend, followed by President Waite’s family, as well as major tribes in Congo Gold, and powerful factions from two neighboring countries.
None of them are simple.
He simply can’t speak up.
Even Tang Qing.
The proportion he holds isn’t much higher than his.
Therefore.
Chai Ren never thought of asking Tang Qing for help, since this involves a French Bank, and they wouldn’t just let you hand the project over to a Huaxia Company freely, otherwise, the loan wouldn’t be approved.
Chai Ren just ca to take a look.
Alright.
Give it a try.
If not.
We’ll go back, at least it’s an effort for a friend.
Recalling the developnt of this Company, Chai Ren was astounded. With great effort from all sides, they managed to incorporate the entire national electricity facilities of Congo Gold to transform it into an African version of a ’state grid’.
Established for over a year now.
With mutual effort.
Massive construction of power plants and basic transmission networks, so far, it has initially resolved the twenty-four-hour power supply in major cities of Congo Gold, and there are three major goals next.
First, the grid coverage of every village in Congo Gold.
Second, satisfying industrial electricity needs.
Third, the increasingly growing demand for residential electricity. Previously, there were few ho appliances, but now more and more, and electricity usage is continuously increasing. Without more effort, the current power supply will be insufficient in half a year.
Very realistic issues.
"I can’t help with this." Mo Yi shook his head.
This Company.
He really couldn’t exert his strength.
Even if he could.
He wouldn’t dare, because there are shares from the Waite family, and it’s not wise for a forr president to interfere in a company where the current president holds shares.
"I understand."
Chai Ren never thought of relying on him anyway.
"The success rate might not be high." Mo Yi admitted.
"It doesn’t matter, as long as we try." Chai Ren smiled.
These words.
Made Mo Yi nod in appreciation.
Exactly.
Success is one thing.
Whether effort is made is another.
Is it tough?
Doesn’t an you shouldn’t do it?
Like Waite.
Despite the imnse pressure and difficulties, he insists on thoroughly implenting reforms. Mo Yi didn’t have such boldness back then, mainly due to fear of offending various parties and getting himself in trouble.
However.
He’s sowhat unconvinced.
Waite’s determination is so hefty, there’s also an elent of luck involved.
Economic foundation determines the superstructure.
Learned this from Huaxia.
With money.
Everything’s easier.
Without money.
No one listens to you.
He didn’t have much money before; the country always had debts, and the economy wasn’t great, but as soon as Waite took office, the situation changed markedly. First, the mineral transaction he facilitated brought money to Waite’s regi.
They only reaped so benefits.
With money.
Waite’s backbone stiffened.
Then.
Building on this transaction.
Tang Qing’s Wanqing Industrial Park landed in Congo Gold, spurring the local economy, also allowing Waite to see hope, and then the Congo Gold United Power Grid Co. was established, making Waite see the benefits of reform.
This isn’t all.
Then.
Myanmar ca into the picture, with large-scale project loans throughout Africa, starting from Mozambique, benefiting many African countries. Congo Gold secured 15 billion Asian Dollars last year.
This is just the beginning.
Rumor has it, there’ll be another 15 billion Asian Dollar loan for Congo Gold in the first half of this year. Look at this luck, Mo Yi was speechless.
During his term, nothing of the sort happened.
Living a bitter life.
Once Waite ca up.
It seed like everyone was fighting to help him.
Comparatively.
Mo Yi felt so hurt.
...
Spending a day at the Fuloz’ place.
Next day.
Morning.
Chai Ren arrived at the villa area in the suburbs of Kinshasa.
Before the second-generation friends arrived, he first t an old acquaintance. Entering the villa area, Chai Ren quietly watched the buildings flash by outside the window. This villa area was developed by an old acquaintance.
Zhou Huo.
A tycoon among the Chinese in Congo Gold.
Here.
Considered the top among the Chinese.
Last ti Fuloz was taken into the detention center, he was at a loss and the first call he made was to Zhou Huo, later, a Black police officer knocked on his door, but Zhou Huo was still inquiring when he was rescued by Tang Qing’s friend.
Even if he didn’t help.
This favor.
He wouldn’t forget it.
"Oh."
Looking to the left.
Chai Ren smiled, not expecting the Central Africa headquarters dormitory of Zhongyu Special Guard to be here. Indeed, it fits Tang Qing’s style, who never cared much about cost when it ca to his working environnt.
Zhongyu Special Guard.
Chai Ren felt a sense of admiration.
With the global expansion of Sky Eye.
Zhongyu Special Guard is almost everywhere in Africa, and it’s legal and legitimate. He used to worry about soone making trouble with this, but now, under the guise of Sky Eye’s ’corporate services’.
No one can pick a bone.
Indeed.
If security existed independently, having the right to carry arms in these African countries, tongues would wag. But alongside Sky Eye, suddenly, it beca normal business.
Brilliant.
...
Soon.
The car arrived in front of a large villa.
Zhou Huo, in his pri, was already waiting at the door, next to him, his two sons, one plump, the other slim, were familiar with Chai Ren. Zhou Huo also had a daughter who got married last year and wasn’t around.
"Young Master Chai, welco."
Zhou Huo happily approached.
"Uncle Zhou, how’s your health?" Chai Ren greeted.
"Very well."
Zhou Huo looked at Chai Ren, with a face full of smiles, Chai Ren didn’t show any of the arrogance or conceit typical of the second generation, which he liked very much. If it weren’t for their identity gap, he would have wanted to introduce his daughter.
What a pity.
Walking into the house.
"So, Uncle Zhou, how’s business recently?" Chai Ren asked casually.
"Not bad, public safety here has improved, the economy has gotten better, and consur power has increased significantly." Zhou Huo was also emotional. During Mo Yi’s era, it was going neither well nor poor here, but once Waite ca in, the situation greatly improved.
More rich people.
Houses sold better.
Taking this opportunity, he took out loans and acquired lands in various developnt cities, hoping to seize the opportunity, when the economy here as a whole rises, these lands might bring him a fortune.
"This Waite, has quite the knack."
"Haha, indeed, as they say, a hero is made by circumstance. I find the current situation a bit incomprehensible, don’t you think it’s strange that Myanmar has so much money to loan out?"
Zhou Huo was puzzled.
For a small country.
It’s playing so big, why?
Could it be about Africa’s mineral deposits?
Nonsense.
Myanmar isn’t that big.
With its Myanmar-connected companies.
It’s enough to elevate dostic infrastructure to a very high standard, modernized cities, high-standard highways, railways, dical, education, technology, and so on can be realized, or already realized.
It doesn’t make sense.
Even if you lit up Africa’s economy.
Aren’t you afraid of having others pick the fruits?
To this.
Chai Ren was also a bit puzzled back then.
His vision.
Wasn’t as high as the national level, he later asked his father, and ca to the conclusion that Myanmar might be challenging the dollar hegemony, as for the reason, he didn’t understand the motive behind it.
You’re just a small country.
Playing it this way.
Aren’t you afraid of overextending?
The United States relies on military and technology to realize currency hegemony.
Europe, Japan also rely on technology to achieve currency internationalization.
The future.
Huaxia can also achieve RMB internationalization through economic scale, which is an inevitable result. But what does Myanmar fight for? Even Chai Guoqiang couldn’t figure out the motive.
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