Rodier wiped the sweat from his forehead and cursed in a low voice. "Damn it, it's too hot here, it's not at all comfortable in Paris. I really didn't think why I would buy this damn uranium mine, what good would it do me, and even come and see for myself. I'm afraid I'm crazy. ”

In the face of the complaints of the distinguished Mr. Rodier, the staff of the Congo Mining Company completely pretended not to see it. The weather in the Congo is like this, as long as you get used to it, but the hot weather and various diseases are still a challenge for Europeans living in the Congo.

And the complaints of the distinguished Mr. Rodier, the entourage of the Congolese mining company have long been surprised, they have seen this situation a lot. And in private, they are still betting on this Mr. Rodier about how long this rich boy from Paris can stay in Congo. At present, the most pressure is half a month, and many people think that this Monsieur Rodier can only stay for half a month, and he will inevitably be unable to stand it and return to Paris.

"Montpière, hurry up and give me ice water, I'm dying of heat."

I only heard this Mr. Rodier shouting at his sideman.

"Here we are."

I saw a young man sweating profusely, quickly rushing towards the Mr. Rodier, holding a smoking glass of ice water in his hand.

This made the people of the Congo mining company who accompanied him see it and secretly cursed that they could drink ice water at any time, and even the general manager of the company, Mr. Durk, did not have the treatment. It is worthy of being a rich young master who can pay $6 million to buy the Xingo Robwe mining area.

The Xingorobowe mine mainly produces bituminous uranium, which is chemically similar to radium and has little industrial use, mainly used for luminous coating of watches and watches and the production of ceramics. In addition, some of the laboratories that study uranium in various countries purchase it, but the amount is not large.

And the bituminous uranium here supplies 80% of the world's uranium users, but this also has a lot to do with the fact that this unfamiliar element is not of much value, fortunately there are still some industrial uses here, otherwise the purchase of those research institutes would have gone bankrupt long ago.

This is why the Congolese mining company sold the mine at the right price when it got someone willing to buy it. And they were waiting for the young master Rodier to pay the final payment after inspecting the uranium mine, otherwise they would not have followed the young master from Paris. Even if they are used to the Congolese heat, it is at least much cooler to be able to stay in the company.

Ever since they received this Mr. Rodier, they had been in Erisa Bettville, because the young master had been wandering around here.

I was going to see how black people were living, and I was scared to the deaths of these black people. Who is not afraid, dozens of fierce and vicious armed men occupy the entire small village, if it is a few decades earlier, the proper slave hunting team. Then Monsieur Rodier looked at it with great relish, and when he saw the scrawny child, he gave a few francs of his condolences.

For a while, I wanted to hunt elephants, and I went hunting with dozens of armed men. This unserious Mr. Rodier has made many people worry about the future of this asphalt uranium mine, but they don't know how much money his family has for him to squander.

After drinking a glass of ice water to cool off the heat, the Mr. Rodier finally said something that excited everyone. "Montbeier, tell them that today we are going to the mine and I want to see the mine I bought."

Finally, when the man said such a thing, the employees of the Congo mining company immediately prepared.

Along the way, this Monsieur Rodier finally didn't have any more moths, maybe the young master of Paris didn't have the energy to toss.

They drove for three hours on the 70-kilometer distance, mainly due to poor road conditions and unfast driving.

When they arrived at the mine, Mr. Rodier got out of the car.

"It smells so bad here."

Rodiel, holding a handkerchief to his nose, complained to the people at the mining company next to him with an unhappy expression.

Asphalt certainly doesn't smell good, and few people want to stay here longer. It's just that the smell of money can make many people ignore this smell.

The accompanying personnel of the mining company introduced him to a strong man with a meaty face. "This Nalco is currently in charge of managing the production of the asphalt mine."

I saw this strong man, bowing his head and bowing his waist, and said with a flattering face. "Hello, Mr. Rodier."

It seemed that the quality of life of the workers in the mine was worrying, but this had no effect on Rodier, so he reached out and shook hands with the person in charge of production and said lightly. "Hello, Mr. Nalco."

"Nalco, tell me about the basic situation of the mining area."

When it came to the situation in the mining area, the person in charge introduced it energetically. "At present, there are a total of 571 people working in the mining area, including 412 laborers, 14 managers and 45 guards, and it can currently produce about 1,000 tons of asphalt ore per year."

Obviously, the security is on the high side, but the thought of being in Africa is a no-brainer. Although the slave trade has been abolished in Africa for decades, the treatment is much better than before.

However, these were clearly not in Nalco's mind, these pigs were too lazy to do anything, and only the leather whip made them know the importance of hard work, which was a truth that European colonizers had always believed.

However, his words obviously didn't make Rodier pay much attention, and he covered his nose and said. "Well done, I plan to add some equipment to this mine in the future to better produce bituminous uranium. Before I do this, however, I will appoint Montpière as the person in charge, but he will be in charge of the rest of the work, and you will have to worry more about the production. ”

Nalco's words made Nalco ecstatic, this asphalt mine was not taken seriously, and he, the head of production, would probably be arranged to work for someone else if he returned to the Congolese mining industry. How can it be better to manage a mining area by himself, not to mention anything else, he can scrape a lot of oil and water from these pigs alone, and he can also take the guards to generate his own income. Its income is nearly ten times that of its salary.

So for him, going back to the mining company was the worst option. It is the best choice to continue to follow the new boss as the head of the mine, and it is no wonder that he is so stubborn.

As for Mr. Rodier, he stayed in the mine for half a day and then left by car.

And the Montpière who remained said to him with a friendly smile. "Hello, I'm Montbeer, please take care of me in the future."

"Hello, Monsieur de Montpierre. After that, the two of us will work together. ”

Although this is the new boss who arranged someone, it seems that he is from a servant background, so it is easy to deal with. As long as the money is sufficient, no one will refuse to get rich together.