Roque didn't know if he would be able to maintain the same enthusiasm for southern Africa that Foch now had for France when he reached Foch's age.
From Foch, Roque saw loyalty and perseverance. Foch was almost 60 years old when the world war broke out, but he still fought on the front line like a young man, never flinching, and never regretting it until his death.
In fact, there are many people like Foch in every country. Adelaide and Philippe are now 60 years old. They are still conscientious, working hard and dedicating themselves to southern Africa.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was a little dull. Emotionally Roque wanted to help Foch, but rationally told Roque not to do so.
Foch drank a lot of wine that night and soon became drunk. Roque and Ada sent Foch to his entourage back to the room, and they left the Rhodesia Hotel on foot.
"I really didn't expect that France has already fallen to this level in just a few short years." Ada hates iron and steel. Although Ada has become a Southern African citizen, she still doesn't want to see France weaken to this point.
Today's situation.
"Don't blame yourself, it's not your responsibility." Rock heard the guilt in Ada's words.
"But I am also one of the murderers. If I hope you can help the French government, what will you do?" Ada's perspective is tricky. It seems that this is not just a question of whether to help or not.
"Then I will spend 600 million to buy Madagascar. Anyway, there is your money in it -" Roque will not refuse Ada, but he will not let Ada go either.
Ada chuckled, held Roque's arm, and skipped along the sidewalk grid like a little girl.
Rock smiled fondly. Ada was rarely as careless as she was now. Rock could feel Ada's happiness.
At this time, a few drunken men appeared on the sidewalk in front of them. Fitch jumped out of the car next to him, holding a loaded revolver in his hand.
Rock waved his hand to Fitch. This kind of small role is not worth fussing about. Rock can handle it by himself.
If it hadn't been for Ada, maybe Rock would have passed by the drunks and got along peacefully.
Although Ada was wearing Roque's clothes, her figure was still very attractive in the night, so the eyes of several drunkards were a little straight.
Rock didn't speak and kept walking forward steadily. You could feel Ada's hand holding Rock's hand shaking a little.
"Madam, you are so beautiful!" A drunk man suddenly greeted Ada as she passed by.
Ada lowered her head and smiled. Really, in recent years, few people have dared to praise Ada so directly.
Luo Ke burst into laughter. It seems that no matter how many children a woman has, she needs praise.
"Sir, your female companion is very beautiful." A drunk man dared to talk to Roque. Although Roque seemed to be alone, he still had a certain temperament.
"Thank you -" If he didn't feel that Ada was a little happier again, Rock would really not want to talk to these guys.
"Would you like to find a place to have a drink? We are leaving Pretoria tomorrow. Pretoria is really a beautiful city, but our Xuanwu City is also good -" The drunken man was incoherent. They were wearing
They are all in military uniform, but they don't have any military rank, so they probably just retired from the army.
Rock's eyes finally softened a bit. These drunkards should all be Rock's subordinates.
"Come on, come on, let's find a place to have another drink, I'll treat you!" One drunkard suggested, and the other drunkards responded enthusiastically.
Rock shook his head and was speechless, speeding up his feet and preparing to leave.
"Don't leave, let's have a drink together." A drunk man stretched out his hand to grab Roque.
Rock suddenly shouted: "Long live the king!"
As if under a spell, several drunkards immediately stood up and repeated mechanically: "Long live the King! Long live the victory! Long live England!"
Before the drunkards could finish shouting, Rock and Ada left quickly.
Rock was okay, but Ada was just lavishly asking Rock, "Why are they like this? What's going on? What magic did you use on them?"
The magic of farts, this is the slogan that the Southern African Expeditionary Force shouted every night before turning off the lights when they were in France.
Who says the British can't brainwash? Their method of brainwashing is really simple and direct.
Before Rock could answer, he heard a "clunk" behind him.
Looking back, a drunk man fell to the ground and snored loudly after shouting slogans——
I don’t mind the cold on the ground either!
Continuing to walk forward, Pretoria is full of people and brightly lit at night.
If the world war had an impact on southern Africa, it should have promoted southern Africa's industry to a higher level and its commerce to become more prosperous. Before the world war, there were less than 50,000 people in Pretoria, but now there are definitely more than 100,000 people.
All in all.
When passing by an ice cream shop, Ada refused to leave, expressing that she really wanted to eat an ice cream.
Rock searched all over his body but couldn't find a penny. The shop owner noticed Rock's embarrassment and happily handed the ice cream to Ada, saying that it was free of charge.
Just as Rock was about to say something, Fitch came over again and directly gave the boss twenty rands.
The price of the ice cream was only ten cents, and the boss was about to give change when Fitch waved his hand and said no.
The boss was overjoyed and shouted thank you at the top of his lungs. It is rare to see such a generous young man.
It's not enough for Ada to eat ice cream by herself, she also needs Rock to eat it too.
Rock reluctantly took a bite and found that the taste was not bad.
So every time Ada passed by a snack bar, she would stop to have a taste. Rock simply asked for Fitch's wallet and found that it was full of twenty rand banknotes.
"A rich man!" Roque couldn't help but sigh, and Ada finally couldn't help laughing. Roque is the richest man in southern Africa. There is no one among them. There is a gap between Stoudemire's current wealth and Roque.
Then we ate all the way there, freshly baked cakes, fresh egg tarts, creamy chocolate, fish and chips, candied haws, and Ada even found a shop that made candy figures. The shop owner looked at Ada and made them for Ada without hesitation.
He made a phoenix and explained the meaning of the phoenix in detail.
Ada was extremely satisfied, but Rock still handed over twenty rands, and the shop owner was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
Looking back at Fitch, I found that Fitch was collecting money with several Rock guards with a grimace, because he was worried that there was not enough money in his wallet.
Roque spent his last twenty rands to buy a rose for Ada.
Ada was finally satisfied and snuggled up to Rock without saying a word, and slowly walked forward with Rock.
Rock burped as he walked. Ada only ate a little of each of the snacks she bought just now, and Rock swept away the rest.
"Every year from now on, you have to go out with me to play. You can do whatever you want at other times. I'm very happy today." Under the dim lights, Ada looked at Roark with light in her eyes.
"Okay, if I forget, remember to remind me." Rock couldn't find a reason to refuse. One day a year is really not a high request.
Satisfied, Ada held Roark's arm and walked forward slowly, as if the noise of people around her didn't exist.
If it ends like this, then the evening will definitely be perfect.
But things often backfired. Before Rock and Ada left the snack street, they happened to encounter the police.
In Rock's impression, although the police in southern Africa have great power, they never abuse their power. Rock and Henry have always demanded that the police serve the people. Of course, they must treat criminals as ruthlessly as the autumn wind, and treat those who have not committed any crime.
Citizens should be as gentle as the spring breeze.
The police in front of me were obviously not like this. One citizen probably forgot to bring his ID card, so a policeman blew the siren in his hand. Immediately, several policemen rushed over with batons, threw the person to the ground and handcuffed him.
, and then escorted into a police car.
The citizens were begging for mercy from the beginning to the end. The surrounding citizens looked surprised and dared not speak out at the brutal police officers.
Roque said nothing and watched quietly as the police arrested people without saying a word.
Ada looked at Rock worriedly. Although there was no mirror in front of Rock, he knew that his face must look ugly.
The police who arrested the man did not stop and quickly checked around Roque.
"Show me your ID card." The policeman's tone was cold, and there was a trace of confusion in Roque's eyes. He might have seen Roque's photo somewhere, but he obviously didn't associate Roque with the photo. Probably no one would think of it.
, Rock would appear in a busy city like this.
"I didn't bring it -" Rock's voice was cold, and he looked at the policeman with cold eyes to see how he would handle it.
"Head, there is a gentleman here who doesn't have his ID card." The policeman didn't dare to take action, so he turned back and shouted in the direction of the police car.
"What are you going to do? Do you still need me -" was only half of the words that came out of the police car, and then the car door was pushed open with great force. The policeman wearing the rank of police inspector failed to stand firm when he got out of the car. His feet softened and he fell to the ground, and then
As he scrambled to get up, the sweat beads on his forehead were increasing at a rate that was visible to the naked eye.
Rock felt that the inspector looked familiar, but he could not name him. He must have met him before, but Rock was not impressed.
The inspector must have been deeply impressed by Rock. He quickly ran to Rock and stood at attention, saluting. His mouth was open for a long time but nothing came out.
Rock didn't talk nonsense. Fitch had already driven the car to Rock at this time. Rock didn't forget to help Ada open the door first, then go around the front of the car and get in the car on the other side.
The motorcade drove away, and Rock didn't say a word the whole time.
The inspector was sweating profusely. He watched the car's taillights disappear at the street corner and sat down on the ground. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time. His body was as wet as if he had just been fished out of the water.
The policeman who asked Roque for his ID did not dare to speak. No matter how slow he was at this time, he knew that he had made a mistake that he shouldn't have made.
It took a long time for the inspector to get up from the ground, and then he lost his mind and said: "Close the team——"
"Inspector, are you going to stop investigating?" an ignorant policeman asked in a low voice.
The inspector immediately found an outlet. He took off his hat and threw it at his face: "Check, check you, we will all be in trouble tomorrow. If the director doesn't skin us, the director can also kill us."
I really knew it was today, why bother at the beginning.