While Ye Zhou and Chen Hao were looking forward to their planning for the energy pattern, a plane landed in the dilapidated airport with violent wind and sand.

This is Khartoum, the capital of sudan, but the airport is about the same as the bus stations in slightly larger counties in China.

The outside of the airport is chaotic abandoning some aircraft that have long been retired. Those aircraft have witnessed the country's former glory, but also hinted at its current decline.

After getting off the plane, Li Mingchu frowned and looked at the yellow sand outside the window of the hall, silently took out a dust mask and put it on.

This is not the first time he has come to sudan, but every time he comes, his feelings are completely different.

Or to put it bluntly, every time he feels that this country is worse than the last time he came.

Melee, constant armed conflict, decline in imports and exports, and serious inflation... This series of reasons has led the country to the abyss step by step, and on the edge of this abyss, there is a giant with a hypocritical smile.

The giant stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to pull the fallen man up, but in fact he just added a handful of force on his back and pushed him deeper into the abyss.

It doesn't want to save anyone at all, it's just seizing its own interests under the guise of salvation.

Li Mingchu sighed, walked out of the arrival hall, and got into the special car that had been waiting in front of the door.

A middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of face sat in the back seat. When he saw him coming up, he immediately spoke:

"Mingchu, I've been waiting for you for a long time. How about it? Will it be smooth when flying over?"

Li Mingchu shook his head and said helplessly:

"It's not going well. His Ethiopian Airlines plane doesn't even provide lunch now. Is there any food in the cafeteria? Let's talk about it later."

"Our canteen is closed long ago... Now there are only a few people left here, all of whom are cooking at their own homes. How about going to my house to have a bite? Or go to Huaji to have a meal at the canteen here for a meal."

"Then go to Huaji, Brother Song, how is the situation now?"

The man next to him is Li Rusong, who is the sudan regional business manager of an energy company called Qudian. He is now in charge of the photovoltaic project in this country.

Hearing Li Mingchu’s question, Li Rusong shook his head and replied:

"It's still not possible. They can accept our plan, but they just don't want to sign the contract. They must see the actual results before they are willing to let go. We have no choice but to give in."

"In the next week, we plan to deliver a photovoltaic project experimental bureau to them. The main equipment has arrived, and now it's almost ups. We originally planned to use Huaji's ups to hit the top, but they didn't accept it either."

"So, the current situation is that we can only wait for the new batteries in Ningde in China to be in place. The news I received was that they will first create a batch of experimental prototypes and send them in a week. At that time, they will be used in the experimental bureau. As long as the performance can meet expectations, it will basically be considered."

Li Mingchu nodded and continued to ask:

“What are the opinions on splm and spa?”

"Basically, all the negotiations have been made. Anyway, this national-level project has only benefits and no harm to all forces. They have also promised us that as long as the project continues, they will never take action on the project's infrastructure."

"That's good, so the only difficulty now is the Experimental Bureau? Is it possible to sign an agreement with the Experimental Bureau before it succeeds through our own relationship? They can afford to wait, but we can't."

Li Rusong sighed deeply, looked at the dilapidated buildings that kept flashing outside the window, and spoke helplessly:

"There is nothing to do. The other party is a military boss. Many of our foreign workers cannot use them. They can only talk about friendship and interests. What's even more difficult is that you also know what happened to them during this period. Many of our original key relationships have been washed away, and all customer relationships have to be redone, which is very troublesome."

"So this has transferred you here? You are one of the earliest business personnel here, with a strong relationship and familiarity with the situation. I have worked hard these days to see if you can complete our goals ahead of time."

"I understand. I'll go to find Heri of Splm in the afternoon, and then go to meet Sammy of the spa tomorrow. If they both get the two of them out, it's basically not difficult to sign the contract. What about the official side? Is it done?"

"There is no problem with the official, it's all puppets anyway."

Li Mingchu nodded thoughtfully and stopped talking. A few minutes later, the car stopped at the canteen of the Huaji representative office. Li Rusong took him in and greeted the chef easily. After a while, two bowls of steaming sauce noodles were brought to them.

While eating noodles, Li Mingchu couldn't help but sigh:

"Why should I say it or not? Huaji is still rich. I heard that their salary for the chefs is up to 30,000?"

Li Rusong smiled and replied:

"That's normal. They serve dozens of people a day alone. Occasionally, we Chinese-funded enterprises have to come over for free. Sometimes we are unhappy. Sometimes we don't accept it. Sometimes we bring some wine or something. We can only write a thank you letter and ask Huaji to raise their salary."

"It can be considered as borrowing flowers to offer Buddha - but there is no way. This place is like this. The conditions are too difficult. Let's hold a group to keep warm. Last time they were smashed at the site in the area, we would have sent them the security."

"Well, this is also good, so you can optimize the resource allocation. What's the situation here recently?"

"It's very stable. There are occasional parades, but the scale is not large and it's not messy. I haven't fired a gun for a long time, and at most I just smashed stones or something."

"Where is our security? Why are there no security arrangements for it now?"

"The two drivers are, they have guns--but they dare not use them until they are absolutely urgent. They can easily cause unnecessary trouble. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand, let's have a meal, hurry up and go there later. Our time is too tight."

Both of them stopped talking. After finishing the noodles in the bowl, Li Mingchu stood up and said goodbye to the chef, and then walked straight out of the door.

His mind was still consolidating the information he had obtained, and he was also planning what he needed to say and strategies he needed to use when he met the supervisor of Splm.

The key to this project was that his leader had already emphasized to him countless times before he boarded the plane. If the photovoltaic project cannot satisfy the other party, then there is no need to talk about the subsequent cooperation in the oil field.

The other party will turn to the Ugly Kingdom without hesitation, because the Ugly Kingdom does provide them with extremely credible, visible and tangible real benefits.

And photovoltaic?

In the short term, there is no possibility of making a profit, only a huge amount of investment.

Even if most of these investments are achieved through the dual-price loan of China Development Bank, they still feel uneasy.

Because if the project fails, they will still bear huge debts, and this debt will likely make the country's economy worse.

They can't afford to bet, but they must convince them to gamble.

So, the only way is to show them all the chips in the pool.

They must be made greedy first in order to arouse their desire to bet.

Thinking of this, Li Mingchu silently recorded these fragmented ideas in his small notebook and gradually formed a perfect logic.

His expression became more and more confident. He had never failed for many years in Africa.

So how could it fail this time?

But he was immersed in his own thoughts and did not notice that more and more people on the road seemed to be gradually becoming more and more.

Li Rusong, who was standing beside him, looked outside nervously, and even the driver put his right hand off the steering wheel.

This Land Cruiser has been bulletproofed and is not afraid of stray bullets in small-scale riots, but if they are blocked by crowds, the situation will be very serious.

Li Mingchu, who noticed the abnormal atmosphere, raised his head, looked out the window and asked:

"So unlucky? Did we meet?"

Li Rusong shook his head and replied:

"It's not unlucky. Actually, I often encounter it, and there may not be any problems. It's just that it's very troublesome to run into it..."

However, before he finished speaking, a stone flew from a distance and smashed straight into the car window on the side!
Chapter completed!