"I found out that there are so many fucking things!" Sean looked at the itinerary handed over by Lorraine and then threw the watch on the ground irritably. He rushed over and hugged Lorraine, burying his head in the other's chest.

For a while.

Lorraine only felt that her body was getting weirder and weirder, her face turned red, and she raised her leg and hit her with a knee.

Sean was so frightened that he quickly stretched out his hand to block it, stepped back a few steps with a smile, shook his head and took a deep breath, looking intoxicated.

"Huh!" Lorraine snorted, stamped her feet, turned around and left.

Shen Bi looked sideways at Sean and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, how good it is to be young!

Shaking his head, he picked up the watch on the ground and looked at it. His brows suddenly raised, "Mandela has been released."

"Yes!" Sean sat down on the sofa with his feet on the coffee table and said: "Our old man asked me to pay attention to South Africa recently, so the relevant news was sent to me."

"On February 2, South African President de Klerk announced that the ANC, which was classified as an illegal organization, banned contact, and is now a legal organization. Now Mandela has been released again, haha..." Sean sneered, "

This can be regarded as a major victory in the fight against racial discrimination, and South Africa's human rights process has been greatly advanced."

"Mr. David, are you going to go to South Africa to take a hand?" Shen Bi raised his head and looked at Sean curiously.

"Yes, but the old man didn't specifically say what he was doing."

"That's good. South Africa does have great interests. If you want to expand your influence in Africa and influence the situation in Africa, you can't go around South Africa." Shen Bi tilted his head and thought for a while and said: "South Africa is relatively developed.

The financial industry, manufacturing industry, and mining industry are all good, but they have fallen into a development bottleneck in recent years, and they really need to be reformed."

"Controlling South Africa is almost equivalent to controlling southern Africa. The surrounding countries are counting on South Africa to survive."

"Dear Miss Lorraine, please bring me the information about South Africa!" Sean turned around and shouted loudly, and after a while, Lorraine came over expressionlessly.

After taking the document, he stroked Lorraine's little hand and patted her butt when she turned around. Then Sean opened the document bag with a smile.

"South Africa is one of the five largest mineral resource countries in the world. It has many types, large reserves and high output. It is the second most mineral-rich geological structure in the world. At present, more than 70 kinds of minerals have been proven and mined, including platinum group metals, manganese ores, chromium.

The reserves, production and export volume of ores, aluminosilicates, gold, diamonds, fluorspar, vanadium, vermiculite, zirconium ores, titanium ores and other minerals rank among the top ten in the world, and even rank among the world's total.

Accounting for more than 50%.”

After Sean took the report and read a paragraph, he then looked up at Shen Bi, "I guess the old man means to let me seize the mineral resource production area. The old man is interested in the combat effectiveness of the protective umbrella."

"Moreover, South Africa lacks oil and natural gas resources. Controlling their energy industry can not only make a lot of money, but also influence their policy direction."

Shen Bi nodded. As we all know, Rockefeller is equal to oil. This is understandable.

Rockefeller not only has oil, but also has strong strength in the mining industry and metal processing.

As one of the world's largest super consortiums, it is natural to reserve resource extraction sites in advance.

"So, for a long time in the future, the focus of the umbrella will be on South Africa?" Shen Bi looked at Sean and asked.

"To be precise, it should be Africa." Sean thought for a while and said: "In one month, Namibia next to South Africa will also become independent. The factory owners and farmers there are in urgent need of a large number of security personnel to ensure their safety.

Personal and property safety are not threatened."

"The tenth anniversary of the independence of Zimbabwe, another side of South Africa, is coming soon. According to the "Lancaster Agreement" signed by the British and Zimbabweans, the ten-year period has arrived. We welcome the return of the Dragon King!"

"Ah, that's a cross-talk. We need to carry out land reform and land distribution. White farmers and mine owners will soon be unable to keep their existing land and mines. Whoever can capture the most benefits in the end will have to

Let’s talk about it after we fight with real swords and guns.”

As he spoke, Sean sneered, "The Major government designed me just to gain room for development for their PMCs. This time, let's have a good encounter in Africa and let me see if these lobster soldiers have combat effectiveness!"

"

Namibia, Botswana, Zimbabwe, Mozambique, Angola, Zambia, Mawela, Madagascar...

There is no way Sean would give up on any of these places.

Take Zimbabwe as an example: its diamond and platinum mineral reserves rank second in the world.

The amount of platinum group metal ores is 2.8 billion tons, the amount of chromium ore resources is 3.26 billion tons, and the amount of gold ore is 130 million tons.

Nickel metal reserves are 761,000 tons.

Other iron mines, copper mines, coal mines, and gas are all reserves. In addition, Zimbabwe has eight of the nine types of "rare earth" mines.

Let’s talk about Namibia, which is known as the “strategic metal reserve” and is also a country with large mineral resources.

Sean had been hoarding mining technology since he first got the idea for Husky. Later, he mined coal in Guajira, Colombia, and put the technology into production.

We have all the necessary accumulation, and in mining in Africa, the most important force guarantee is also available. Now the huge mining industry market is there. If God does not take it, he will be blamed.

calamity!

Shen Bi looked sideways at Sean, "Do you think it's okay for you to say this in front of an Englishman?"

Sean shrugged, "So, why not change your nationality to the United States?"

"I don't think you owe England anything?"

Shen Bi snorted, he didn't want to, as people get older, their feelings for their hometown will become deeper and deeper.

Of course, he will not stop his son.

After stimulating Shen Bi's nerves, Sean leaned over, took a sip of coffee, and said with a smile: "I will leave all the business in Lithuania and the UK to you after I open up the situation. I have to go to South Africa to take charge of it.

The big picture, you know, I'm better at bringing peace back to an area than these things."

"Ha." Shen Bi sneered, "The way you are trying to restore peace to the region is not peaceful at all."

"In this world, the only way to really stop war is war. At least one thing is that I am a good person." Sean pointed a thumb at himself, "In a country, I will only cooperate with one group of people.

And it’s most likely the government, unless they are not ‘good people’, but fortunately, the people I’ve met over the years are very kind.”

Shen Bi rolled his eyes. They didn't want to be kind, but they had to dare.

After chatting for a while, Shen Bi took the information and left. There were new changes in the situation in South Africa. They were going to Lithuania in advance. Shen Bi wanted to go back and prepare some information.

…

After dinner, a group of children played in the amusement park specially built for them on the island. Sean sat aside and watched with a smile, and Tore stood behind Sean.

"Mr. Mandela is finally going to be released from prison. This is really good news." Torre said with a sincere smile on his face.

He is also a black man, a mixed-race black man. Mandela has a very high reputation among black people and ethnic minorities.

Sean turned back to look at Torre and said meaningfully: "Do you think Mandela being released is good news?"

"Yeah." Torre didn't realize that there was something in Sean's words. Today, the big man was of a very high-spirited nature and was a bit eloquent.

Sean listened for a while and suddenly said: "Then who do you think asked Mandela to be released?"

Torre was stunned and blinked. He and Sean had gained a lot of experience over the years. Although his brain was not very smart, he still instinctively felt that something was wrong. "What do you mean?"

"This is a disaster for South Africa." Sean chuckled.

"Why?" Torre couldn't understand it at all, and the shock could be heard clearly in his voice.

"Still the same question, why was Mandela released?" Sean twitched his fingers and asked Torre to come forward. He turned his head and spoke awkwardly.

"That's because the black people in South Africa have risen up to appeal, well, and the international community can no longer stand the racial oppression of white South Africans... Liberation, yes, that's it, just like the United States many years ago, the abolition of racial discrimination

Isolation is necessary," Torre said, struggling to organize his words.

Sean's mouth curled up, and he asked with a smile: "So, tell me, in an apartheid area, a group of people who don't even know a word, a group of people who can't enter the city, how do they appeal?

They control the newspapers? They control the radio stations? Or the television stations?"

Torre blinked, shook his head and said, "No."

"Look, no." Sean spread his hands and said, "I used to think like you. The abolition of apartheid was due to the struggle of black people. It was due to the development of society and everyone's recognition of human rights.

Concept, but now I find that it is not."

"Black people in South Africa cannot control the media, so there is no so-called social voice. The most they can do is spread some specious ideas in small villages where they gather. In the black group where communication tools are not widely available, it is impossible to unite, let alone

Forget about issuing political demands for desegregation!”

"Aren't there other countries in Africa?" Torre opened his mouth and finally found a reason.

"Don't make trouble. Namibia, which is next door to South Africa, is not independent yet. The poor countries around it can't even afford food. Together they don't even have one tenth of the money in South Africa. They still need relief from South Africa. They can

Make a fart sound!"

“Those countries don’t even have newspapers because most people are illiterate!”

"That, that, that..." Torre stuttered and was speechless.

"Abolition of apartheid, liberation of black people, legalization of the African National Congress, and the release of Mandela, everything was done by the white people. They wanted to do it, not because of the black people's struggle." Sean reached out and patted him.

Torre's belly said.

"They have such good intentions?" Torre couldn't believe it, and said in a louder voice: "Why do they still implement apartheid if they have such good intentions!"

"They are not so kind, but they need benefits and make money." Sean said with a smile: "The people who want to liberate black people most must be white people."

"Why, I don't understand." Torre frowned.

"For truly capable white people, rich people, even rich people, or people from big families like me, will we be afraid of the competition brought by black people?" Sean asked.

Torre shook his head repeatedly, that was impossible.

"So!" Sean said with a smile: "We capable white people don't hate black people, and of course, we don't like living with them, but this has nothing to do with skin color, just like the white community also needs to be divided
To be continued...