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At dusk, the city of Algiers is shrouded in gold.

Situ Nan stood at the wharf, the sea in front of him was rippling with golden light, a sea ship was moored, the wharf was lively, and the Arab dock workers in white robes and robes were somewhat clumsily erecting the trestle on the ship under the reprimand of the tall French foreman.

The dock is a semi-mechanical operation, and the efficiency is too low, Situ Nan shook his head.

"Young master, look! That's our ship! He Yongyuan pointed to the Chinese characters on the hull of the ship and said excitedly, with the number Africa written on it and the Nanxing Y32 in slightly smaller font below.

Y stands for Indian Ocean, which means the number of ships on the Indian Ocean and European routes, and in fact, a considerable number of ships from South China to the United States run the Indian Ocean-Mediterranean-Atlantic routes, and finally reach the east coast of the United States.

"It should be! It's been a month, and the workers and equipment over there in Nanhua should be ready. ”

Situ Nan nodded, and as soon as the words fell, a group of yellow-skinned, black-haired, black-eyed men came down from the boat one after another, they were dark-skinned and sturdy, obviously engaged in outdoor labor for many years, mainly young and middle-aged.

After a long journey, they came to the strange North Africa, and complex feelings such as apprehension, curiosity, surprise, and confusion appeared on their faces.

There was a commotion in the ranks, probably expected before coming, and with the appeasement of the organizers, these people quickly quieted down.

Chevron was stationed in Algiers with Chinese employees who made a special trip to the port to greet their compatriots from China.

There were also local Chinese, waving the yellow and blue face flag of Nanhua in their hands, cheering at the boat, the number was not much, only a dozen,

Carrying a welcome banner, it reads: Welcome domestic brothers, unite for development. The atmosphere was also warm.

There were not enough people, and two black youths were hired to serve as lion dancers on a temporary basis, and the "lions" were crudely made. Probably improvised.

The inconspicuous movements of the black youth made the Chinese who got off the boat laugh, and their hearts warmed, and the tension suddenly dissolved in the simple but sincere joy.

"Mother! The action is too ugly, Ah Wen, Ah Hu. Go down and show your hand! A middle-aged man who resembled a captain said to the two sturdy young men beside him.

If you look closely, you will find that this man's eyes are calm, even the welcome ceremony at the dock only makes him smile slightly, and he immediately regains his calmness, like the waves of the Mediterranean.

The two young men named Ah Wen and Ah Hu got off the boat in a hurry, and when they saw the lion dance, they were two black guys who opened their mouths wide. Cracking his white teeth, he looked at the yellow-skinned guy in front of him with a puzzled expression, why he stopped his performance.

However, after being stuffed with two packs of cigarettes, the African black boy happily handed over the props, and stood aside watching the lion dance of Ah Wen and Ah Hu, with a curious expression.

Hell, if it weren't for the two wages, they wouldn't have been willing to take the cloth lion, when they were in the tribe. They all fought directly with lions.

However, this trick of these newcomers seems to be quite interesting. When they saw the highlights, they danced excitedly. I immediately fell in love with the interesting thing of lion dance, and later became a professional lion dancer, often accepting the employment of Chinese consulates and Chinese businessmen, and going to the dock to welcome the arrival of Chinese, which is also very rich.

There were quite a few Europeans at the wharf, and they were curious about the Chinese who got off the ship, and they inquired and found out that it turned out that a large American company planned to invest in a big project in Algeria, and these yellow-skinned workers were hired from the East.

Algiers is a small but cosmopolitan city. There are Europeans, French, British, Italian, and other white people who speak various languages, Arabs, Berbers, and blacks from southern Africa. They come from different tribes and speak all kinds of strange dialects.

The well-informed natives didn't think it was a big deal, except that the yellow-skinned guys were a little strange and not quite like the white people.

Gradually, it became clear that these Orientals were very friendly, not at all like vicious whites, and that some shrewd Arab peddlers made a lot of money doing business with the Chinese.

"You don't have to worry, coming to Africa is no different from going from our hometown to South China. I think back then, Lao Tzu didn't follow the commander to France to fight the Germans! Beat the Germans to the ground? ”

The foreman said triumphantly, as if it were no big deal to come to Africa.

"Captain Zhou, I seem to have heard that the commander and the prime minister have both returned from the United States and have never been to Europe!" Someone reminded.

"What do you know, the commander and the prime minister are big people, pay attention to low-key, at that time Nanhua was still in power by the Dutch, how could it be a big fanfare?"

Captain Zhou glared at the honest young man who was almost about to expose his bragging, and stood on the dock with a sigh of emotion, thinking that back then, when he walked through the Pacific Ocean, he went through several turns in the United States to Europe, and he was either stuck in a small ship or a canned train all the way, but it was uncomfortable!

When he came back from France, he did pass through the Mediterranean, and perhaps saw Algiers, but after four years of war, the fighting stopped, and the Chinese laborers were unemployed, and he left France with trepidation and confusion.

"It's fine! I chose to stay in Nanhua! ”

Captain Zhou straightened his clothes, sobered up from his contemplation, and instructed the workers on the ship to disembark.

More than 500 Chinese workers disembarked one after another, wearing blue overalls, moving in unison, like an army, quiet and orderly, and well-trained in their every move.

"These lads are very nice! They're exactly who I'm looking for! ”

Sinclair put down the telescope in his hand and said excitedly.

He had reservations about Situ Nan's recruitment of Chinese workers from Nanhua, for fear that these people would be casual and inefficient, which would affect the progress of the project.

Situ Nan smiled confidently, proud of his compatriots' cousins, and admonished: "They are indeed the best workers, and I don't like them being treated unfairly. ”

"Don't worry! I spoke to the French governor, and he welcomed the construction of Algeria by Chinese workers, and offered an abandoned barracks as a camp for the workers, and I could count on these lads to expand the docks quickly. Damn, I've had enough of those loose and stupid Arabs. ”

Sinclair assured.

The welcome event was organized by the South Chinese Consulate in Algiers, which was actually the staff sent by the Consulate in France and the African salesmen of the American Chinese Company, who established diplomatic relations in Algiers at a very fast pace, and made full preparations for the arrival of the first batch of Chinese workers.

The first batch of Chinese laborers arrived in Algiers in an orderly atmosphere in the midst of chaos, and this result satisfied Situ Nan.

"Ask the foreman to come and talk."

Situ Nan said to the liaison officer sent by the consulate, pointing to Captain Zhou, who had just disembarked...... Hundreds of his brothers disembarked the ship, and the equipment brought with them was also being loaded and unloaded in an orderly manner. Zhou Ziqiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When he came to Situ Nan, he felt cordial, he didn't expect to meet so many compatriots in the waiting room of the dock, and he was immediately Situ Nan and they were both men and women. Brightly dressed, with several bodyguards in black and white suits, all of them with extraordinary bearing, secretly surprised, not daring to be presumptuous, with a sincere smile on his face.

"Mr. Zhou is a Chinese laborer in World War I?"

Situ Nan smiled and looked at the honest Captain Zhou in front of him with interest. Although this middle-aged man is a little cramped, his eyes are calm, and he is not panicked at all, he can be sent to Africa by Nanhua, so he will naturally not be an honest stammer.

"Yes. He fought in a war, but he was wounded and retired. Captain Zhou replied.

"In Europe or in Sumatra or Java?" Situ Nan continued to ask.

"Java."

There was some regret in Captain Zhou's calm tone, and he secretly guessed the identity of Situ Nan's people, if it wasn't for Consul Nanhua to bring her over to meet this big man. He's certainly not going to say that much.

Only then did Situ Nan notice that Captain Zhou's left hand was missing two fingers, and it turned out to be a hero, and a sense of respect rose in his heart. Nodding his head, he said, "It turned out to be a hero, disrespectful and disrespectful!" ”

"This is Mr. Sinclair of Chevron Oil, he is my friend, I can find him if I need help." Situ Nan introduced Captain Zhou to Sinclair.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Sinclair." Zhou Ziqiang greeted Sinclair in the English version of Nanhua, with a respectful face, but secretly paid attention to Situ Nan - why was he so good to himself?

Chevron Oil Company is the employer of these Chinese workers, but he didn't expect to meet the big boss of Chevron Oil Company here, and he is going to visit Sinclair at Chevron Oil Algeria in two days.

"Hello! Mr. Zhou, welcome to Algeria. I'd love to be your friend. Sinclair said enthusiastically.

Of course, a grand bonfire party was held in the camp for Chinese workers in Africa, and the spicy roast sheep, Arabic style dance, and glutinous rice wine brought from China made this group of single Chinese characters forget the anxiety and loneliness of coming to a foreign country for the first time.

Situ Nan had already learned the identity of Captain Zhou from Nanhua's telegram, and his real name was Zhou Ziqiang. This seemingly honest uncle is not only the general manager and team leader of the engineering company, but also the head of the North Africa region of the intelligence bureau in South China.

"What? Weird, right? Situ Nan sat next to Captain Zhou. He held a fragrant piece of mutton in his hand.

"Sort of! I knew from the beginning that you were not simple, sir, although I still don't know your identity and I don't want to know, but thank you for your help. ”

Zhou Ziqiang said sincerely.

In less than four hours since they met in the afternoon, his true identity has been penetrated by Situ Nan, and there are no more than 5 people in Nanhua who know Zhou Ziqiang's identity!

It can be seen that this mysterious young man is a very high-level person! Moreover, the headquarters of the South China Intelligence Bureau personally ordered Zhou Ziqiang to obey Situ Nan's orders and not to disobey.

Although Zhou Ziqiang was a little curious, he didn't plan to pursue Situ Nan's details, which was not in line with the rules, after all, knowing too much might not be a good thing.

Situ Nan took a sip of wine and said lightly: "North Africa and the Middle East are extremely important to the future development of South China, because there is more oil buried in the ground than in South China itself. Not only that, but Nanhua also needed this vast land to digest the crowded Chinese population. ”

"Like we did in southern Africa?" Zhou Ziqiang asked. He was moved to hear that the North African desert was more oil-rich than South China.

As a high-ranking official of Nanhua's intelligence department, Zhou Ziqiang has been exposed to secrets that many people cannot know, and he understands too well the importance of oil to the economic development of South China.

The most important reason why the Western powers invested heavily in South China was that they took a fancy to South China's oil resources. Using oil as a bargaining chip, the South China government and Western countries have reached a series of dazzling cooperation.

Before coming, Minister Wu Manli also told him to start in Algeria and successively establish intelligence networks in Libya, Egypt, Saudi Arabia and other places where birds don't, establish good relations with local forces, and secretly collect local intelligence, especially mineral resources.

"Nope! It is even more important than Southern Africa. If I could, I would like to one day sail the warship here, so that the Chinese will be the best people here like the whites. ”

Situ Nan said wistfully. Looking at the clear night sky, he didn't mind revealing something important. There are only two of them nearby, so you don't have to worry about being heard.

Zhou Ziqiang trembled slightly, shocked by Situ Nan's domineering. He was skeptical and did not refute it, but the information he got told him that Situ Nan's words were true.

Chevron Oil Company recruited a large number of Chinese workers to build an oil port in Algiers, and as soon as they got off the ship, they met the top management of Chevron Oil Company.

The ship also came with oil exploration equipment worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, three oil exploration teams, and more than a dozen engineers urgently transferred from South China, and after they joined up with American engineers, they went to the southern region of Algeria under the protection of a 50-member security team. So it's not a joke.

Before leaving, Zhou Ziqiang kept this information firmly in his mind, and also deliberately collected information in North Africa, but in a short time, he could only find some superficial information, and he was a little confused about the trip to Africa.

After talking with Situ Nan, Zhou Ziqiang's mouth suddenly opened, and he suddenly felt heavy pressure, and he had a deeper understanding of his mission.

"I have some friends in North Africa and the Middle East, and when you settle here, it's important that you go to Egypt and Saudi Arabia and try to build a network in a short period of time."

Situ Nan gave Zhou Ziqiang a face-to-face lecture and pointed out the strategic focus for this South China intelligence officer.

Zhou Ziqiang nodded frequently, keeping Situ Nan's words in mind, he didn't know that regarding the strategic arrangement in North Africa and the Middle East, after Situ Nan arrived in South China, he would also train his boss Wu Manli.

"Uncle Zhou may have insomnia tonight, young master!" Watching Zhou Ziqiang's figure disappear into the night step by step, He Yongyuan smiled.

"Hmmm! Insomnia is better than ignorance! ”

Situ Nan swallowed the last piece of meat, felt a little cold, and walked back.

The bonfires in the distance burned red, and from time to time there was laughter, and the tireless young Chinese workers danced and had fun.

It's good to be young!

Situ Nan looked back and sighed.

"Don't look at these guys from the South China Construction Corps, they are trained and have certain skills, their hard days have just begun! I think we have to build a rotation of them on the South China side. ”

He Yongyuan smiled faintly, the days of going abroad are not easy, besides, these people are not going to the South Seas, but to the West!

"That's right. The sand of the Sahara doesn't taste good!" Situ Nan has relatives in his heart, and hopes that those simple workers can go back alive! (To be continued) RQ

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