Coming from a distance was a not-so-small convoy, with two snowplows driving in front of them.

Perhaps the ice and snow on the ground are really deep, and you can hear the crunching sound of snow removal from a distance. There are more vehicles behind you because I just contacted on the radio and told me that there were a large amount of supplies that needed to be unloaded, and the loading and unloading equipment of the dock needs to be started by professionals. The coldness is so cold that these dock equipment needs to be inspected. There are also maintenance personnel in such a team.

It looks a bit like a huge crowd from a distance. There are more than a dozen trucks behind the snow plough, followed by two buses, and at the end there are urban residents watching the fun. The entire team looks like a long dragon of cars.

Perhaps because of the fact that these guys are living in the entire cold place, there are a lot of people watching SUVs and pickups, and as for the cars that are often seen in cities, there are very few, and that sports car.

Don't joke, it's not cool to drive a sports car in this place, it's stupid and stupid.

A warm roar could be heard from afar, probably with a strong Argentinian accent, which even Spanish people could not understand.

Si Fan listened hard for a long time and finally could tell what they were saying.

Well, that's just saying hello.

Si Fan guessed with Meng.

The two men around him probably had recovered from the cold and walked out of the door to welcome them. When the door of the room was closed, they were unwilling to open it easily. It was the boundary between the two worlds. The inside was a warm paradise and the outside was a bitter and cold hell.

"Sir, they are here to transport goods. The ones on the back are members of our country's charity organizations. They are now responsible for helping the funds raised by the charity football match organized by our country's King of Football to implement the funds raised in our city."

"There are also several other charitable members here, who are responsible for some other charitable activities here."

Then they introduced these people. Si Fan's name can be said to be famous in the charity circle. The donation number exceeds hundreds of billions. How could such a rich man be like this?

This guy is, and has always been known for his strict management of charitable funds. Every expenditure of the entire charitable fund must be implemented at the most basic level.

As for the expenses required to operate this fund, all of them are supported by the financial system during the operation of the funds.

The fixed share of funds of hundreds of billions of dollars is stable investment income at the level of billions of dollars, which is completely enough.

So when I met Si Fan, the big financial supporter, the other party greeted him very enthusiastically, and everyone got to know each other.

Here, Si Fan saw some familiar people, or people with more familiar languages.

"Hello, Mr. Si Fan, I am the head of the Chinese charity fund here, my name is Ning Ping." He shook hands with Si Fan.

It is obviously a bit awkward to shake hands at this time. Everyone is wearing huge gloves. Many people's gloves are a bit similar to pig's hooves. They can't separate their fingers, so they just shake hands simply.

"Hello, may I ask..."

Si Fan also had a brief talk with him and asked clearly the general composition of their charity in this country.

What made Si Fan sigh was that most of the people in this charity were men who were fighting on the sea.

That is, the legendary fisherman. It seems that the profession of fisherman is not very profitable in China. In my impression, it is just a guy who drives a small and ugly fishing boat to go out to sea, and catches a boat of fish can be half as much as the oil money.

But this place is not in China. The water resources here are very rich, and the ocean can feed the fishermen in this country. For those who have not had much knowledge and have grown up with non-elite cramming education, the fisherman profession has become a good profession.

Fishermen near Antarctica are all good, and here is the fishing area for king crabs. In winter, they earn more than one million in the wealth they earn when fishing king crabs every year to exchange for soft sister coins.

But they can also be considered a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife. Every year, people who die because of fishing for king crabs cannot be calculated by just one slap.

These guys have rough skin and honest smiles.

It can make people angry when they speak.

When it comes to the severe cold, others are worried, but they are still talking with a smile.

"Maybe the fishing period of king crabs this year can be extended, after all, in previous years, the temperature has begun to catch king crabs."

This is a typical charcoal seller's mentality. He is worried about the charcoal being low and wishes that the weather is cold.

After seeing these people, Si Fan also learned about their financial operations. Most of their time they spent small charity activities to help Chinese people who settled in the local area learn a skill. Some of them were like the attitude of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, not pure charity. After using their skills to make money, this person will actually pay his own money to support the new generation.

They support each other.

Or someone's family encounters something difficult to solve to take charge of the aftermath. For example, if a sailor dies while fishing for king crabs, in addition to the insurance compensation of their family, they will also provide help to help their family cheer up again.

Such an organization moved Si Fan.

This is their wisdom in life. Although it is a bit humble, it is still great.

To be honest, Si Fan was a little moved. These Chinese people who were outside actually always lived at the bottom.

There were a lot of charity organizations next to it, but Si Fan still patted the man in front of him on the shoulder.

"Can you be responsible for distributing our company's donations very fairly? You can find one or two charities with sufficient operational experience to help, and I believe they will do a good job." Si Fan said.

The man did not feel stunned or suspicious, and agreed on the spot.

Sailors are children of the sea and are always generous.

Si Fan smiled very strongly and looked back at his transport ship.

He shouted loudly: "You can rent a warehouse and unload the goods at any time."

Then he handed the electronic list to the man in front of him.

"Do it well and leave our Chinese reputation behind." Si Fan patted his shoulder.

Although this man is almost forty years old, he is still very excited.

Only Si Fan knew that the social status of Chinese people outside was not high and they were not valued in the eyes of others.

Not even as good as the black guy.

After explaining, Si Fan waved his hand.

A large group of people began to operate. There was a local dock manager here, and a series of warehouse storage spaces were provided free of charge on the spot.

At this time, Si Fan was also received by the local person in charge.
Chapter completed!