Yu Qingyang stretched out his arms and showed the straps on his wrists.

Xia Xue saw the watch on Yu Qingyang's wrist and smiled with satisfaction.

Yu Qingyang was secretly proud. Thanks to his foresight, he changed his watch and replaced it with the Vacheron Constantin given by Xia Xue.

Xia Xue smiled when she saw that Yu Qingyang was still wearing the watch she gave him.

Women are like this sometimes, very petty and easily satisfied.

"By the way, Tian Tian also bought you a gift, including clothes and a bag. They are all in the dormitory!"

"Who cares that she bought me a gift?" Xia Xue said as she left and went to the dormitory to see the gift Tian Tian bought her.

Yu Qingyang secretly sighed in his heart, it is so difficult for men!

Especially for men who want to enjoy the blessings of being together, it is even more difficult!

After resting at home for another day, it was already the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, and Yu Qingyang took Zhao Xinlei to Butitan.

Also accompanying him were Hu Dayou, director of the Labor Department, two clerks from the Labor Department, and two translators.

Chinese people celebrate the New Year, but Africans don’t.

Yu Qingyang and the others are here to find workers.

More than a hundred people were fired, and the labor force on the construction site became very tense.

In fact, if it were in China, it would not be possible to use so many people. For a construction site like this, half of the people at most would be enough.

But now, there are more than a thousand people, which is not enough.

Zhao Xinlei spent more time on the construction site and had a deeper experience of Africans working.

“Mr. Yu, these Africans don’t blame them for being poor. I would say they deserve it!

It makes no sense for them not to be poor!

Last month, something happened at the construction site that made people both funny and angry!

I fired that worker directly!" On the way, Zhao Xinlei told Yu Qingyang what happened on the construction site.

"What's up?"

“That day, I went to the construction site and found a worker pushing an empty cart in circles between the sand pile and the mixer.

Let me ask, guess what?"

"What's wrong?"

“It turns out that they work in teams of two, one is responsible for loading the truck and the other is responsible for pushing the truck.

I had just paid my wages the day before, but the guy who loaded the truck went home and didn't come to work!

Then the foreman didn't know, so the person in charge of pushing the cart pushed the cart back and forth in circles.

I asked him, and he plausibly said that he was only responsible for pushing the cart, not loading it!" After Zhao Xinlei finished speaking, he shook his head with a smile.

Yu Qingyang burst into laughter.

In his last life, he saw a joke on Douyin, in which two black men were working, one was digging a ditch in front, and the other was filling a ditch in the back.

Some people were curious about what they were doing, so they dug up and filled in the ground.

After asking, I found out that they were working in a group of three to bury the pipeline. Their division of labor was that one dug the trench, one lowered the pipe, and the other filled the soil.

Today, the person in charge of the office did not come due to leave, so everyone saw digging trenches and filling in soil.

Yu Qingyang did not expect that such a thing would happen in reality.

"Alas! As you said, it's unreasonable that they are not poor!" Yu Qingyang sighed and said.

It's two hours' journey from the camp to Butantan. As we talked about this all the way, we soon arrived at Butantan City.

Because the brick factory had hired workers here before, the labor department was familiar with the environment and went directly to a market.

Set up the table and put out the sign recruiting workers.

Next to it is a market in Butitain, which is very lively.

There are many people coming and going.

As soon as Yu Qingyang and the others put up their sign recruiting workers, many people gathered around them, asking about wages and job descriptions.

Originally, Yu Qingyang thought that Butitan City had a population of hundreds of thousands and many poor people, so it would be easy to recruit people.

One hundred people can be recruited in less than half a day.

As a result, Yu Qingyang and others ignored the urinary properties of Africans.

When people heard that they could only rest four days a month, they were halfway gone.

After asking again, I was told that I had to complete certain tasks every day, and I immediately walked more than half of it.

The crowd around became sparse.

Then I saw the regulations regarding hygiene, accommodation, etc.

For the sake of hygiene, Yu Qingyang stipulates that no matter you are black or white, you must take a shower every day and wash your hands after eating.

The dormitory must be kept clean and tidy, with no peculiar smell.

As a result, this rule that was good for them caused the onlookers to escape by another third.

In the end, it took a whole day to recruit more than thirty people.

"Mr. Yu, Mr. Zhao, look at this..." Hu Dayou looked at Yu Qingyang and Zhao Xinlei and said with a bitter smile.

"Forget it, as many as there are, take the people back first, arrange a place for them to live, have a physical examination tomorrow, and then arrange for work." Yu Qingyang was also helpless.

"Mr. Yu, are you recruiting workers?" a person asked from behind.

Yu Qingyang turned around and looked over. It was the bar owner Stanford.

"Stanford, what a coincidence?"

"I heard from my subordinates that Mr. Yu is recruiting workers here, so I came here to say hello!

Mr. Yu, have you finished recruiting?"

"No, we only recruited more than 30 people, still less than 100!"

"Mr. Yu, there is actually a place that can recruit a large number of workers, and the price is very cheap!"

"where?"

“There is a human trading center in Butitai!

A strong worker can buy his life for only two to three hundred dollars.

From now on, you don’t need to pay wages, you just need to take care of the food!” Stanford said in a low voice.

Although Stanford's words were very reserved and meant to be bought out for life, Yu Qingyang still understood clearly that what Stanford was talking about was a human trading center that was actually a slave trading center.

There are two types of slaves there. One is bankrupt slave owners selling slaves.

Another way is to sell oneself, which is similar to selling oneself into slavery in ancient China.

Some people are unable to find jobs and have no money to eat, so they have no choice but to sell themselves as slaves. At least they can still have food to eat.

Yu Qingyang thought for a while and nodded, "Stanford, what time does the trading center you mentioned have trading?"

"There's a deal tomorrow!"

"Mr. Yu," Zhao Xinlei also understood what Stanford meant by the so-called human resources transaction, and pulled Yu Qingyang aside, "This is against the rules! We are a state-owned enterprise, and we must make mistakes when buying slaves!"

"Old Zhao, of course I know that buying and selling slaves is a mistake!

You can change your mind!

We are here to rescue these slaves!

The money spent on buying slaves is treated as an advance salary when doing accounting!

When you buy slaves back, you can clearly tell them that as long as they work hard and work for three or more years, they will be free!

If you perform well, you can sign a long labor contract with them!"

"Is this okay?"

"Why not? Think about it, what's wrong with doing this?" Yu Qingyang asked with a smile.

Zhao Xinlei thought about it for a moment, and it seemed that there was really nothing illegal about it.

On the contrary, it is good people and good deeds and humanitarian spirit that can be promoted.

"Stanford, please take me to that trading center tomorrow!"

"Mr. Yu, you can't go! It's too chaotic there, and it's difficult for us to do our security work!" Before Stanford could speak, Sun Jian stood up and objected.

"Haha!" Yu Qingyang smiled bitterly, "Okay! Mr. Zhao will trouble you to go there tomorrow! Let Zhao Gang and Ou Yang accompany you!"

Yu Qingyang followed Sun Jian's words and handed over the matter of buying slaves to Zhao Xinlei.

Sun Jian is right, there is no need to take this risk.

Leaving behind Zhao Xinlei, Zhao Gang and Ou Yang, Yu Qingyang took the others back to the camp.

The New Year atmosphere in the camp is getting stronger and stronger.

Instead of a cheerful atmosphere, the feeling of homesickness is getting stronger and stronger.

For Chinese people, New Year is very simple. It means eating and drinking together as a family, watching the Spring Festival Gala and making dumplings together.

This seemingly simple way of celebrating the New Year actually contains the Chinese people's attachment to home and their desire for happiness.

The happiness of most Chinese people is very simple. It is enough for the family to eat together, watch TV, have wine, meat and fish.

You said that Africa doesn't even sell burning paper. I was still thinking about burning some paper for the old man since I couldn't go home.
To be continued...