Three weeks later, the rain was still falling. The rubber forest, which had been moistened by the abundant rain, was full of vitality again. The raindrops pattered on the leaves. A new wooden house had been built on the ruins of Wood Manor. Liu Ziguang and Lang
Yulin sat on the porch, quietly watching the rain connecting the sky and the earth...
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"The young man listened to the rain song upstairs, and the tent was dark with red candles. The mature man listened to the rain in the boat, the river was wide and the clouds were low, and the wild geese called in the west wind. Now, listening to the rain at the monk's house, there are stars on the temples... Oh, I didn't expect that the forty-year-old
I actually spent my birthday abroad." Lang Yulin was filled with emotion as he held a cup of hot cocoa. His face was lined with grooves and he looked much younger than forty years old.
Team 5 of the Mining and Mining Team is not very efficient, and several hundred people can barely make the minimum wage. In order to support their families, Lang Yulin and his colleagues are willing to travel all year round and work in the most difficult places. For them, wars are frequent.
West Sadamoya is nothing. As long as the business trip is subsidized, it can last for three years, let alone half a year.
"Why are you so sentimental, old man? Have you not been home for a long time and miss your wife?" Liu Ziguang asked, shaking his legs. When the rainy season came, many roads in West Sadamoa were washed away, and he was trapped in Wood Manor.
Fortunately, everyone built this small wooden house in time to protect it from the wind and rain. Otherwise, living in the tribe, there would not be enough blood to bite the mosquitoes.
Due to the heavy rain, the exploration work was suspended. Professor Yu's authoritative judgment dealt a heavy blow to everyone. Lang Yulin was especially under greater pressure. He did not care about not making money, but felt that he was sorry for Liu Ziguang and his trust.
"Alas, my wife has divorced a long time ago, my children live in school, I have lived forty years, and achieved nothing. Thinking about it, it is really a failure." Lang Yulin sighed, and his mood at this moment was as bad as the weather.
After a moment of silence, Lang Yulin said again: "I still believe in my own judgment. The deposit is definitely more than one thousand meters long, and the reserves are definitely more than 30 to 50 million tons."
Liu Ziguang said: "I believe you, science is never-ending. Professor Yu has become utilitarian as he gets older. If a person starts to value fame and fortune, the truth will gradually move away from him, so
, don’t be influenced by him and insist on doing what you should do.”
Suddenly, Liu Ziguang's satellite phone rang. He picked it up and walked to an open area, adjusting the direction of the antenna. The voice in the receiver gradually became clearer: "Mr. Liu, we have arrived at the sea off Sissadamoa. Please ask for instructions on the next step."
It was the voice of Captain Chen Jinlin, and the Changle Wheel finally arrived at its destination after going through thousands of rivers and mountains.
"There is no deep-water berth in San Juan Port and we cannot dock. Where are your current coordinates? I will send a ship to pick you up." Liu Ziguang replied.
"About five nautical miles away from the coast, there is a small island nearby. The coordinates are..."
After hanging up the phone, Liu Ziguang and others drove to San Juan in the rain. The port of this city was built by Portuguese colonists. There are cannons from the colonial era on the stone fortress. There are some fishing boats and yachts moored in the port.
Most of these yachts belonged to dignitaries of San Juan's upper class, but due to Cuba's tyranny, many yacht owners fled the country, leaving the yachts as ownerless property.
The wiper of the off-road vehicle quickly wiped away the rain on the windshield. Liu Ziguang's sharp eyes like a hawk scanned the yachts on the pier. In this kind of horrible weather, there was no one from the port management office, so he could drive any boat at will.
No one will ask me when I leave.
His eyes quickly locked on a slightly larger yacht. It was said to be a yacht, but in fact it was just a larger motor boat. It was not a real luxury yacht at all. Liu Ziguang and others boarded the yacht and checked the motor and mailbox.
Open the mooring line and lift anchor.
The sea conditions were bad and the visibility was very low. Relying on the guidance of GPS, the yacht finally approached the Changle ship. The huge body of the freighter was blurred in the rain. He turned on the radio to make a call. After a short time, he heard a familiar Chinese reply: "This is
Changle Lun, this is Changle Lun, please board the ship from the port side."
When you meet people from your hometown in a foreign country, you always feel particularly friendly. The workers who have been drifting at sea for nearly three months could not suppress their excitement and asked to start work immediately. Liu Ziguang told them that the San Juan Pier cannot berth 10,000 tons.
It's a huge ship, and the equipment on the ship needs to be transferred before it can go ashore, but now it's windy and rainy, and neither the crane nor a suitable shallow-water cargo ship has landed.
The conditions were indeed unsatisfactory, but the workers didn't care. They said that the components of the exploration well were all dismantled and could be lifted directly using pulleys and ropes. As for the transshipment ship, the yacht brought by Mr. Liu would be fine.
Chinese workers are not only hard-working, but also first-rate in intelligence. They can create conditions even if there are no conditions. Since they volunteered, Liu Ziguang agreed, but they had to wait until the rain stopped before starting work, otherwise the risks of offshore operations would be too great.
In the cockpit, Chen Jinlin told Liu Ziguang that the life of the ship had come to an end. The trip to Asia and Africa had exhausted the last energy of the ship. Dozens of extra barrels of lubricating oil were used. It had frequent breakdowns and high maintenance costs. It would be difficult to sail again.
There is no point in going back.
Liu Ziguang's eyes widened: "How can that be done, spending more than 10 million yuan, and you can't even go back and forth? That would be a huge loss. I still want to go back and sell it to make steel."
"You think the cost of sailing is not high. The fuel money burned in these three months alone is enough for you to drink a pot, not to mention the maintenance costs and staff wages. That's not how the accounts are calculated. Anyway, if it were me,
I definitely don’t want Changle Lun anymore.”
Liu Ziguang rubbed his chin and said: "It seems that Wei Ziqian also made a mistake sometimes. God is not as good as man. Let's just park the Changle Wheel at the seaside and use it as a sea fortress."
"Are you really planning to stay here for a long time, in a place where birds don't poop?" Chen Jinlin opened his eyes and said exaggeratedly.
"Why not, there -" Liu Ziguang pointed to the distant coastline and said, "is my plantation, covering an area of two hundred to two hundred square kilometers, with 20,000 acres of rubber forest and huge reserves of rich magnetite.
There is a five-kilometer-long coastline with countless wealth and resources. Why should I give up? Not only do I want to stay, but I also want to build my empire here."
Chen Jinlin seemed to be moved by Liu Ziguang's heroic words. He was silent for a moment and said: "Brother, if you build an empire, give me a title or something. I don't want anything else. Just give me that island."
He pointed to a cluster of greenery in the distance in the mist and said: "That island is not bad, it is a few hundred meters in diameter. There is a villa, a small pier, a heliport, etc. built on it. I usually live on it, and when the storm comes, I go ashore.
What a wonderful life."
"Okay, you can just change your job and help me take care of the affairs. I will buy the island and give it to you." Liu Ziguang also said seriously.
After saying that, the two laughed loudly. The storm outside the window was raging. At this time, Liu Ziguang was facing the same situation as the ship. It was precarious and the future was uncertain. It was still unclear who would win the civil war in Sissadamoa. The iron ore reserves were also unknown.
Mystery, if it were an ordinary person, he would have frowned long ago, that is, a person like Liu Ziguang, who has experienced many trials and tribulations, could still talk and laugh happily at such a juncture.
It seems that God has favored these people who left their homes and worked hard overseas. The next day, the rain stopped and the sky cleared. The sea was calm and the visibility was greatly improved. In the distance was a vibrant green continent, long beaches and coconut groves, and
The clear and transparent sea water makes people think of the four words "paradise on earth".
The sailors and workers worked together to hoist the exploration equipment onto the yacht, and then drove it to the beach. The workers removed the equipment in waist-deep water and carried it ashore with their shoulders and hands. Fortunately, they were bulky machines and were not afraid of them.
It was beaten and soaked in water, but it took several days to complete the transportation. Then the Changle wheel was anchored on the sea one nautical mile away from Wood Manor Beach and became a floating platform on the sea.
Chen Jinlin took a box of beer and a wicker chair and ran to the small island to live the life of an island owner in advance. He wore sunglasses and lay on the wicker chair to catch sea fish and drink beer. His feet were white.
On the beach, there are soaring seabirds in the sky, the sea water is a gem-like green, and the shells and corals on the seabed can be seen clearly. The outside is like a fairyland. Then set up the oven and grill a few plump sea fish, and life will be like that.
It’s more flavorful.
Exploration work is in full swing. Workers have set up derricks at various exploration points and drilled down to obtain mineral samples. Exploration is a complex systematic project. It will not take only a few months to obtain perfect geological data.
While they were working hard, the political situation in Western Saddamoa was also undergoing drastic changes. Government troops and guerrillas were fighting fiercely in the eastern jungle. For a time, San Juan was in turmoil, and foreigners fled one after another. The international community continued to express its opinions.
After a few words of mild condemnation, everything became calm again.
Gradually, stragglers and armed gangsters appeared near the Wood Manor, but they could not get any advantage in front of Liu Ziguang's escort. Yi Shui's Type 63 automatic rifle, the modified Bolin light machine gun, and the old-fashioned water-cooled
Although the heavy machine gun is a weapon from half a century ago, it is still more than enough to deal with black people who shoot with their eyes closed.
Liu Ziguang's plan is this. After His Highness Bobby regains San Juan and ascends to the throne, he will rely on Chen Martin's relationship to obtain mining licenses, raise domestic or international financing, and build ports and roads. Regardless of the amount of iron ore reserves, he will first
After digging it out, even if there are only 350 million tons as Professor Yu said, it is pie from the sky. Why not? Besides, the 25,000 acres of rubber plantations are also very valuable.
The price of oil is rising steadily, and the price of natural rubber is also rising day by day. No matter what, this is a huge wealth that cannot be given up.
But just when everything was going smoothly, Liu Ziguang had to face a serious problem. His capital chain was broken. Dozens of people were living abroad for food, clothing, and exploration operations. It was not a small sum of money.
It flows like running water, and even the golden mountains and silver seas cannot hold up this kind of flower.
So, Liu Ziguang took Lang Yulin and Chen Jinlin, who had finished their vacation, on the journey back to China.