"Oh, FUCK, boss, are you really going to do this?"
Sanborn, who had arrived in Juba, was being helped by Xu Chuan and Curtis to change into formal clothes. They were going to meet the Minister of Mines today.
"As long as you don't speak, let the business people speak for you." Xu Chuan looked at Sanborn, who had been forced to change clothes, and warned others in the room not to laugh, "Don't pay attention to these crazy people.
Believe me, you are in very good shape now."
Sanborn made a grimace and said, "Boss, if you could restrain your expression, it might be more convincing."
"I'm NM", Xu Chuan cursed directly.
Sanborn is now wearing a black formal suit with a tie around his neck, as well as a Rolex watch and other accessories.
The fit of the clothes was actually pretty good, but Sanborn, who was used to wearing combat uniforms and the like, still felt awkward.
"Hey, man, you look like you're getting married right now." Williams, who was sitting with Sanborn, almost fell down laughing.
Xu Chuan stopped Sanborn, who wanted to fight the opponent for 300 rounds, "Ignore him, let him be your driver today."
"No problem, boss, I will open the door for him." Williams didn't care at all. This scene was rare. Being a driver meant nothing.
The meeting place between the two parties was at the villa of Mining Minister Maga. This villa is located in the northwest corner of Juba city. There are soldiers patrolling around the villa. There are at least forty or fifty people in number. There is a checkpoint fifty meters away from the gate.
The soldiers here are preparing automatic weapons and a pickup truck equipped with a Deshka heavy machine gun.
Williams drove a Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle, Xu Chuan sat in the passenger seat, and Sanborn, who pretended to be the person in charge of Umbrella, sat in the back seat.
Curtis followed in another car, with people from Umbrella's business department on top.
Behind them are two SUVs with eight military personnel on them. The pomp is definitely in place.
The soldiers checked their documents and then confirmed their reservation with the people in the villa before allowing Xu Chuan and the others to pass through the checkpoint.
"Damn, I thought he was the president. Isn't this security specification a bit exaggerated?" The car drove into the gate of the villa. The gate was also guarded by soldiers. The height of the wall was about three meters, with barbed wire installed on it.
I don't know if the power is on or not.
The area inside is quite large, with a swimming pool and a neatly manicured lawn in the yard. There are two three-story concrete buildings with uniformed servants entering and exiting.
There are armed guards around the wall and on the roof, but these people do not seem to be Nansudan soldiers, but Umbrella's colleagues.
Their car stopped at the door of the building on the west side. Williams got out of the cab, quickly opened the door for Sanborn, and put his left arm on the roof of the car to prevent Sanborn from hitting his head.
"Careful, sir."
"Thank you so much." Sanborn replied softly.
Reg Rogers, the director of the commerce department, got out of the car, stood behind Sanborn, and introduced the black man standing at the door, "This is the assistant to the Minister of Mines. Don't be too polite to them."
A neatly dressed black man stood at the door. When he saw Reg Rogers, he came over to greet him. There was no way he only knew Reg Rogers.
"This is Mr. Sanborn, Umbrella's director of African affairs." Reg Rogers introduced the two parties.
The atmosphere between the two parties was very friendly. The assistant let them into the villa. Curtis and other military personnel posing as bodyguards were stopped outside. Xu Chuan followed Sanborn and the others in with his briefcase.
It was different from what Xu Chuan thought. The villa was completely decorated in a European style, very modern. Xu Chuan thought he would see various African elements, such as crocodiles, lions, elephants, etc., and felt a bit disappointed.
A black man with a strong build and a waist that could at least equal Xu Chuan's twice was waiting in the living room. This guy was wearing a shirt but no tie. He should be about forty years old, but it was hard to tell the age of the black man. He was Nan.
Sudan Mining Minister Maga.
"Hi, my friend." He said hello to Rigg first, and then the two parties got to know each other, and then sat down according to the position of host and guest. Xu Chuan wore a pair of glasses without prescription and sat behind Sanborn.
Location Impersonation Assistant.
Maga felt very kind to Sanborn's skin color, and he was an American national. "The United States has helped us a lot. President Kiir and I are very grateful to our friends for their help."
Sanborn was a little uncomfortable at first, and the other party just smiled and nodded, but they were all people who had seen big scenes and had experienced life and death situations many times, so he quickly got used to it.
Nothing too special happened in the subsequent talks. The main thing was that Umbrella put forward his own requirements and then the other party made a price. The previous bargaining process had actually been completed. The current interview between the leaders of both parties was to confirm the results of these negotiations.
"I thought the person coming today would be your Umbrella boss. To be honest, I'm quite curious about him." Maga told Sanborn about this matter during the subsequent chat, "Of course we have investigated it.
You guys started to become famous in Yemen, and you established a firm foothold in Libiya not long after that. I feel that your boss must be a very interesting person."
The muscles on Sanborn's face were stiff. He subconsciously wanted to look back at his boss, but he still held back.
"Yes, he is indeed very interesting and capable. Umbrella's development over the years is inseparable from his correct leadership and example." Sanborn was sweating on his back. He must have been right.
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Reg Rogers sat on the other side and almost laughed. This was the most fluent thing Sanborn said today.
Things are basically settled. In the first transaction, Umbrella obtained the mining rights in Block 5/6 of the Paloichi Oilfield in Jonglei State. This location is near the block where Huaxia Petroleum is located and is considered the largest in South Sudan.
oil-producing areas.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! However, this is also the most chaotic area. The government army and local tribes are fighting here for control of the oil-producing areas. Some oil companies have already withdrawn.
, and Huaxia Petroleum here has also gone through the process of suspending and resuming production several times.
Whether they can gain a firm foothold depends on Umbrella herself. As for what they need to pay is to help the government army train a true special forces and help them contact arms dealers to purchase heavy weapons such as tanks.
In fact, the latter is the most important thing. Because of the civil war, some countries have imposed an arms embargo on South Sudan. They have no ports and it is difficult to transport heavy equipment in. However, the rebels can obtain arms from Sudan in the north.
support.
As for the weapons and equipment of their friends the Americans, they are simply too expensive to use. Nansudan is still used to AK series rifles and T72 tanks.
As long as the UN countries have not reached an arms embargo agreement, this is not a problem at all. Xu Chuan really wants to ask, do you need 59 modification? He can really get this thing.
However, HCLI should have its own purchasing channels. It is quite worthwhile to exchange those refurbished T72s for an oil field.
Maga requested that this agreement will not take effect until the first batch of equipment arrives.
It's obvious that they don't trust Umbrella very much, and they are also worried that the other party will get nothing, even if the oil field they paid for it originally needs Umbrella to get it himself.
The two parties signed the agreement on the spot, and the matter was settled. President Kiir did not show up, and this cousin seemed to really represent him.
However, Xu Chuan felt that this matter should not be that simple, and other things would definitely happen.
This matter skipped over Petroleum Minister Ruer. This guy would definitely not give up. However, Xu Chuan did not have time to guess why he did not contact Umbrella. He could not hang himself from a tree.
After leaving Maga's villa and regaining his identity, Xu Chuan began to tell Reg Rogers of the Ministry of Commerce, "Contact the construction company to build camps in Jonglei State and Juba first."
The oil field is there, and there is no way to escape anyway. You must at least have a place to live until the personnel arrive. Find a place to build dormitories using prefabricated houses, build walls and bunkers around them, and then wait for the HCLI equipment to be in place.
This plan does not happen overnight. It will take at least three months to half a year from the start of construction to the camp being ready for use. In addition, HCLI equipment cannot be shipped in a short time. Calculating this, we can be on track by the end of this year.
It's more efficient.
After that, we still need to survey the site to determine the location of the camp. Xu Chuan here in Juba thinks that the camp can be placed next to the UN, and then the office location can be placed in the city center, which can also serve as a contact point with Gogol.
Although both parties have their own thoughts, they still have to do what they should do. At least it is necessary to have a communication channel before both parties completely fall out.
Reg Rogers wrote down Xu Chuan's requests one by one, "So boss, who is in charge of things here?"
Xu Chuan looked at him and Sanborn, who kept shaking his head, "Of course you will be responsible for the specific things. If someone needs to come forward, let him come and act as a facade."
Of course, Sanborn cannot be responsible for such a large-scale investment project, but it shouldn't be a big problem to put military personnel in charge of him later.
Back at the hotel, Casper was still waiting here. Xu Chuan told the other party the process, "How soon can you transport the heavy equipment?"
Cusper's expression was relaxed, "Why do you think I arrived later than you? Koko's cargo ship has almost reached the Black Sea. There is a batch of sealed T72s in Bulgaria that can be loaded at any time."
He had already thought about what South Sudan lacked most now, so he asked the HCLI ship to change its route. "But we'd better not transport the tanks directly in. I plan to contact Ethiopia. They have been planning to upgrade their T62."
Casper planned to exchange the T72A stored in Bulgaria for the T62 from Ethiopia. While making a profit, he could directly transport the batch of T62 into South Sudan.
Anyway, this group of Nansudan soldiers who don't even understand the coordination of infantry and tanks mostly use tanks as fixed turrets. There is no difference at all between 62 and 72. They are indeed international arms dealers and they have never suffered any losses in their business.
Calculated in this way, it seems that Umbrella does not need to pay for this batch of heavy equipment at all, because the batch of mothballed tanks in Bulgaria are so cheap, 500,000 yuan each is cheaper than some cars.
"Their defense funding is declining year by year. The main battle tanks currently in service are 80 T72M2s upgraded by Bulgaria. The remaining more than 300 T72As are all in a state of storage. They don't have money to maintain them, so they might as well sell them."
Shibai explained.
Of course, it’s not certain who will end up with the 500,000 yuan per car.
"That's great, let's do it like this. Don't give them too much for the first batch. 30 vehicles are enough for a battalion. Then help me order 200 Kornet anti-tank missiles. The Nuer people should be in great need of these things.
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Xu Chuan very much hoped that the Dinka and Nuer people could live in peace, but it was obvious that this was impossible, and he had no time to help Nansudan deal with ethnic relations, so he had to find a way to control the weapons channels of both parties.
In your own hands, you can decide to a certain extent how the battle between the two sides will be fought, when it will be fought, and how large the scale will be.
As long as we can intervene in South Sudan, things will be much easier to handle. It is not only rich in oil, but also rich in gold and other minerals.
"Boss, the people from Maga have withdrawn." Curtis came back from outside, and the people from Maga followed them. By this time, they should have known that the people from HCLI were here.
Xu Chuan nodded, "Let them send the news back. This will have a much better effect than telling them directly."
People like to believe what they see. If Maga was told directly about the cooperative relationship between Umbrella and HCLI, this guy might not necessarily believe it. Now it would be much more credible for his people to take this matter back as intelligence.
The matter is basically settled like this, and the next step is to determine the location of the camp and find a suitable construction company.
"By the way, where is your boyfriend Scott? Why haven't you seen him in the past two days?"
Curtis extended his middle finger, "He was transferred to Europe by Smith, and they need manpower there."
"Okay, we're going there soon anyway." After determining Gogol's purpose, Xu Chuan could finally focus on Mao Zi.
Of course there is only one Reg Rogers here, so Xu Chuan can only keep Sanborn here. As for his good partner Williams, this blaster has a much greater role than him, but this matter
There's no need to tell him.
Although Sanborn was not very willing, Xu Chuan still decided, "Sergeant, Albert's side is recruiting people. I need you to command the combat personnel here. I believe you can do this well."
Task."
Sanborn grinned, "Boss, if it were the time when I first joined, I would have been very grateful for your trust, but now, do you think I don't know that you are complaining about me in your heart?"
My NM wiped it, okay, people nowadays are hard to deceive, Xu Chuan glared directly, "Just do whatever I ask you to do, there is so much nonsense."
"Oh, good boss, it makes me more at ease if you speak like this." Sanborn's words made Curtis laugh so hard that he hit the table.