Okashi fully let Tang Dao understand what it means to be decisive and decisive.

After lunch at the Savior Base, the group left. In the afternoon of the same day, they sent the letter of appointment of the Chief of the Oroman tribe. Looking at the letter of appointment with black letters on the table, Mister, Gao Yang, Hurst Theodore and other senior executives were also a little surprised. What does this mean?

The company was recruited?

Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!

Tang Dao sat on the boss's chair with a cigar in his hand. Looking at their expressions, he also found it funny. He held the cigar in his mouth and pressed his left hand on the commission. "Ocassi originally wanted me to be the President of Somalia." The news is even more amazing. Anyway, Somalia is also a country recognized by the United Nations.

If a yellow man was replaced as president, it would be a huge shock in the African League. Tang Dao had not yet gained more political capital for him.

"I refused, and then he appointed me as the chief of the Auroman tribe, and I think it would be of great help to us."

Tang Dao expressed his thoughts. Those present are all confidants and partners with ambitions. This determines the future form of the company, so you must listen to more opinions.

There are too many people who rely on him to make a living. If you are not careful, everyone will have to eat shit.

"You can express your opinion." Tang Dao hung half of the cigar on the ashtray and picked up the wolfberry tea soaked on the table. The wolfberry was soaked and the taste became lighter.

Gao Yang is new, he kept a low profile and said nothing, while Hurst Theodore frowned. Mister was holding the ring in his hand. Only his identity can be the first to speak, ponder, ponder, and speak through his mind. Then he said, "I think this is an experiment. A tribe or country with a company background. If it is replaced by other places, there may not be any economic pressure, but Somalia is too poor and we can only bear it ourselves in the short term. I am worried that other shareholders have ideas."

"The Savior Company has only the right to pay dividends and no advice. I can make the decision alone, so I don't have to worry about other people. However, if we rely solely on it, we may be really embarrassed. I will contact other people and ask what they mean." Tang Dao nodded and said.

This is the most basic infrastructure. You need to build roads and have other facilities. This is all expense. Of course, you can't ask too much. If you follow the rabbit's standards, you won't be exhausted. Compared with the construction maniac, there will be no second one in the world.

"If you can share the risks with others, you can try it. After all, the benefits and risks are with each other." Mister is essentially a gambler, otherwise, who would be a mercenary? He just doesn't accept his fate and wants more, but he is lucky. He doesn't have to be a free mercenary dancing on the tip of a knife in hot spots. The savior also brings many benefits to employees.

Tang Dao nodded slowly, looked at Gao Yang and the others, and smiled, "Do you have any other ideas?"

"Boss, I think Okashi is right. Our company is growing too fast. The capital is afraid, they are afraid, and even when necessary, they will kill us. Compared with them, we have a gap in size, but if we take over Somalia, the means we can use will be different." Hurst Theodore said.

Although they are also selling weapons all over the world under the name of Somalia and Zaire, it is like issuing an invoice. You have different seals. Now they are tax evasion. If Tang Dao is a Somalia resident, then this is directly tax exemption.

"I need more information about the Auroman Tribe. Mister, contact the think tank and ask them to send people to investigate. Even if they dig, they will have to dig out the potential of the Auroman Tribe for me. Don't tell me that there is no way to support me."

Such things must be left to professionals, and the think tank will definitely have a way.

With this letter of appointment, Tang Dao gradually became ecstatic. This was his first real piece of land, and he had to give these people some benefits!

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There is almost no industry in Mogadishu. They currently live mainly on agriculture, but it is almost impossible for you to eat in Africa. Malaria, war, and poverty are simply a life-threatening person. Why don’t they live in cities? In addition to the high cost of survival, the most important thing is to be afraid of being killed.

Crimes in cities are certainly higher than those in tribes.

The Oroman tribe belongs to the group system, but only a few thousand people form a small village, which is relatively large. This village model is very common. The chief should be in the most populous gathering place.

About forty miles outside Mogadishu, there is a place called Aguadong.

There is about 20,000 Auroman tribe population here and it is also the largest trading market nearby, but the environment is hard to describe.

There are feces from livestock everywhere, and women with flat breasts.

Buzz ~

The roar of the engine shocked the mule that was being traded. It kept sniffing and making a muffled sound in its mouth. This was a very thin body trembling. There was not much food for people to eat, let alone a mule?

Residents on the road looked towards the direction of business, four or five off-road vehicles drove in from the door, and painted a familiar sign on the body of the car. This is the savior company, which is very common in Somalia, and even in remote ore-producing areas, there are armed personnel with company logos on them.

They have a good reputation and have never had any conflicts with the local area. Moreover, they also issue some medicines almost every month, so the mass base is very good.

The convoy drove towards the center of the town. Before everyone could find out what was going on, they saw a boy running barefoot on the muddy ground with his gong, shouting, "Everyone, go to the chief's house, the new chief is here."

Say a few times, then knock a few times.

"Hey! Bennett, what are you calling?" the black man selling donkey screamed. The sound of the gong frightened the mule, and the shit was spurted out, all over the floor.

The black child named Bennett was panting, "Uncle Qiao Si, the new chief is here. He is going to speak to everyone at the door of the old chief's house. Mr. Gaskel asked me to inform you. I won't say anything, I will also inform others." After that, he ran towards the distance.

New Chief?

Bennet frowned and muttered a few words in the local dialect. He didn't know what to say, but he still took the mule home and told his wife that he would feed the mule, and then rushed to the destination. He met a familiar person next to him and asked each other what was going on.

Of course, it is impossible for 20,000 people to gather together, but it slowly piled up thousands of people. Fortunately, the old chief's previous house was specially placed in front of a large open space, so this person could still stand, but the noise was very harsh.

Gaskel Nick is a middle-aged black man. He is also the helper of the chief. He has a high reputation in this gathering area. He is also the only teacher in the only school in the local area!

He looked at the Asian standing next to him. He saw this man for the first time, but he had heard of it countless times, Nicholas Tang!

He is the new chief of the Oroman tribe, a yellow skin, and is in real power, not in name.

This is simply crazy.

"Mr. Gaskel, you can start." Tang Dao turned his head and said gently.

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Chapter completed!