Rebirth: Super Banking System
Chapter 1548 - 1390: Can’t Go Back Anymore (Please Subscribe!)

Chapter 1548: Chapter 1390: Can’t Go Back Anymore (Please Subscribe!)

Africa.

Congo-Kinshasa.

Bei Ji Province.

On the wide highway less than thirty kilometers away from Wanqing Industrial Park, a long convoy is speeding along, led by two police cars, with a dozen military vehicles encircling the ’marching’ one at the very center.

Within a kilometer ahead of the convoy, the road is empty.

And within two hundred meters behind, there are no vehicles; beyond two hundred meters, those vehicles move in stops and starts, even the Africans who are used to driving fast and like speeding up to a hundred miles an hour only dare to follow from a distance.

There’s no helping it.

They don’t dare!

If they get too close.

They’re afraid the guys in front might suddenly open fire on them, given that on the last two vehicles, there are two guns capable of shredding standard armor pointing backward, their dark muzzles visible from afar.

Drivers in the leading vehicles behind keep muttering to themselves.

Gentlemen.

Please make sure your hands don’t tremble!

We can’t handle the fright.

...

In the vehicle.

Sadoke is comfortably sipping on fruit wine.

As the de facto ruler of Bei Ji Province, he readily accepted the invitation to the annual meeting of the Industrial Park. After such a long cooperation, both sides have established a relatively stable relationship.

During festivals.

The Park always sends him gifts.

Although they are not expensive, just some Huaxia specialties, he appreciates the gesture. With the custom of reciprocating gifts, the generous Sadoke also often sends local specialties to the Park, which has almost become a habit.

He believes.

That this Huaxia company will definitely not harm him.

Looking back at last year.

A smile spreads across Sadoke’s face.

Since the integration of the province’s electric power network into Congo Gold United Power Grid Co., the efficiency of these Huaxia people has been astonishing. Power plants have emerged from the ground, and power transmission towers have been erected.

With the presence of professional electrical engineers and construction teams.

The speed.

Is rapid and the results are outstanding.

Of course.

This does not mean that the entire province has achieved power supply, which is impossible. Power plants are not like Villas that can be quickly put together; their construction cycle is measured in years, and the province still suffers from power shortages.

However.

It’s just a matter of the next two years.

Several large and small power plants will officially go into operation. It’s just the right time in these two years to build more transmission towers and substations to expand the power grid. Once power generation is achieved, they can connect to the grid directly, which will simplify things.

There’s no rushing it.

Within a hundred kilometers from the Park, compared to last year, Sadoke noticed a clear difference. Besides smoother roads, those which had grass huts and mud walls are now turning into Villas.

Cement roads lead to tribes and extend to the front of each Villa, some of which have shiny Private Cars parked at the doors. Children’s Games are no longer limited to playing with wooden sticks.

There are now many new things.

Skateboards.

Bicycles.

Clothes.

New shoes.

Sports fields.

He naturally knows.

It’s all thanks to Wanqing Minerals’ ’debt offset’.

By using this to offset the iron ore and other mineral debts of each Tribe, it reduces their financial burden, which he supports. The exchange is not one-sided; it’s a fair barter.

Look around.

Villas.

Electricity.

Internet.

Transportation.

Trade.

Logistics.

...

With this system.

There have been fundamental changes in the area surrounding the Park. Minerals that were previously hard to convert to money have suddenly translated into a better life, moving into Villas that are unimaginable in other places.

Inclusive benefit.

This is a great kindness.

He certainly knows their habits.

They do not like to save.

If it were before, any surplus money would definitely be squandered, and that also frustrated him. In his position, he obviously hopes for local order, a peaceful and happy community, hard work, and striving towards well-being.

But these people.

Are uneducated.

They won’t move forward even when scolded, and regress when pushed.

Now, they directly provide housing and furniture instead of money in the name of the tribe, which largely prevents wasteful spending. Sadoke had once thought about implementing this on his own turf.

But he found it very difficult.

First of all.

You need to take something from others, this part is easy, labor and resources are both viable options.

Secondly.

You need to have what others want.

Does he have it?

No.

Steel, villas, solar energy, furniture, daily necessities... he only has a small fraction of these and can’t promote them on a large scale unless he wants to compete with Wanqing Mining, starting from building up a metal smelting factory.

After giving it some thought.

He still didn’t do it.

The investment was too large.

He had to also consider the import of goods. Tang Qing could offset his book losses with domestic credit and loans, but who could Sadoke turn to offset his costs?

There was no way to offset them.

An entire province.

Where could he get that much capital to balance the books?

Only people like Tang Qing could do it.

Which is also good.

As long as it’s not the Government of Democratic Republic of the Congo, it’s good for Sadoke and should be supported. After all, Tang Qing, being Huaxia, would never covet their land and power.

...

The vehicle was still on its way.

"We are from the Park Security Department, requesting to lead the way ahead." The Park Security Department got in touch with Sadoke’s security chief.

The chief immediately reported to Sadoke.

"Okay."

Sadoke agreed, then saw two black Hummers adorned with shield emblems overtaking on his left, seemingly having waited for a while, followed by driving side by side in front of the police convoy.

In the vehicle.

Chu Sheng sat in the passenger seat.

Sadoke had a special status; face had to be given. Apart from him as the team leader coming over, there were also Unmanned Aerial Vehicles (UAVs) constantly patrolling above. Not only Sadoke, but legislators from Nan Ji Province were also among the invitees.

Compared to the highly precautionary Sadoke.

Those people had arrived in the morning.

Today is the Spring Festival of Huaxia.

The park is not shipping goods.

Not many big trucks can be seen on the road, but an astonishing number of private cars are present. Chu Sheng found this interesting; many people got villas and then wanted cars, seeing others with one and clamoring to buy.

What could the tribe say?

If tribal leaders drive luxury cars, they can’t treat their people poorly.

Buy.

The money is still the same, owing first, minerals used for deduction. Most of these cars are new, mainly Huaxia cars, in an effort to clear inventory and open up the African market; payments for goods are settled annually.

In no time.

The number of private cars among the surrounding tribes skyrocketed.

Even though they owe a ton of debt.

But they believe it will be paid off, they didn’t know what a good life was before, no motivation, but now being led directly into such a life, they can’t go back to the past.

Hunting?

Picking fruits?

Eating cassava?

That’s in the past.

They would rather die than go back, only by following these Huaxia people can they maintain their current lifestyle. Every time Chu Sheng thought about his company’s strategy, ’it’s difficult to transition from luxury to frugality,’ he had nothing but admiration for the chairman.

At this moment.

Chu Sheng’s phone rang.

"Bro."

"Where are you?"

"Receiving an important guest."

"Who?"

"Company secret."

"Understood, then I’ll go ahead."

"Yeah."

The one calling was Fang Tie from the other side of Wei He, their park had also invited them. The dull life in Africa could only yield such a large-scale event to be seen in the park once a year, so they were more than happy to attend.

They had just finished watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Experiencing it live wouldn’t be bad.

Soon.

The convoy passed by Wei He camp.

The camp was brightly lit and festive.

Firecrackers littered the entrance, which they were reluctant to clean up, planning to leave it until tomorrow. These fireworks were, of course, gifts from the park, otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to get these domestic specialties easily.

Nowadays.

The park has become a shop, also a purchasing point for these Huaxia Wei He soldiers; the company was more than happy to help, as long as the requests were not too outrageous, like shipping back a few cows and sheep.

All for free.