August 8, around 9 a.m.,
St. Jose again met Nora Maysanders, the little Indian pepper, at his residence.
Different from the wild dress last time, this time she changed into an off-white coat.
The wheat-colored skin is very delicate, and the person looks very gentle.
This makes Saint Hesse a little strange,
"Nora, did you bury or eat your pet snake?"
Saint Jose said teasingly
"You also said that it was buried a long time ago. Well, it has disappeared and returned to the embrace of the Sun God."
When Nola thought about this, she was so angry that she almost wanted to hit someone, but she held it back and wanted to be a lady and be reserved.
"What's the reason you came here today? You're not asking me to pay for the poisonous snake, are you? I don't have anything poisonous like that."
"No, it's just that this time it was told by the family to find a job from Thunder Mining. Don't you want Indian workers? There are many suitable ones in our village."
Nora said softly, and also stated the purpose straightforwardly.
"It's not like I don't have a job, I just need some referral fees,"
Saint Jose touched his chin, looking a little wretched.
"Hmm...well...it's not impossible."
Nora flexed her fingers.
"Actually, it's okay to be your lover. I'm the most beautiful in our village. It's definitely good to have children. This is what the wizards in the village have said..."
Her voice became softer and softer, like a little cat.
After all, Saint Jose actually fits her aesthetic quite well, and he is still a rich man and still young. The village chief grandpa allows her to consider "dedication", such a "sacrifice".
"So she is still a village beauty... If the people in your village can do something for me, if there is a suitable reason, I can accept it."
"Haha, I'm kidding you, I have a girlfriend."
St. Jose added,
I always feel like the topic is going in a strange direction.
Saint Jose looked at the little Indian pepper again.
This Indian girl does have a tall and perfect figure, with long and straight thighs. Her height is estimated to be 1.75 meters, almost reaching his ears and heels. Well, she is indeed pretty.
She has a figure similar to that of a later supermodel, not plump, with clear and bright eyes, a true original beauty.
"The people in our village are all experts in planting. They are very good at tobacco leaves. Some are also good at construction. There are thousands of people in our village."
Nora did not forget the purpose of coming here and briefly talked about some of the advantages of the village.
At the same time, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little regretful. Sure enough, she was still not liked.
"Okay, how about you take me to your village?"
"Ah...you agreed?"
Nora’s cheering voice seemed a little cute.
The two men walked one behind the other toward the outskirts of Oran City, followed by several armed security personnel.
Autumn has entered now, and the weather here in Oran City is 3-4 degrees hotter than in the south. It is basically around 8 degrees, which is similar to that in Asuncion.
The air is filled with an opal-colored haze of frost and smoke, and it's a cloudy day.
In the cold air and on the nearby horizon, people in Oran City have begun to get busy. Unlike the lazy living conditions in the south, people in northern Argentina are relatively more hard-working, but also poorer.
You can even see some people herding sheep in the city of Oran, and some sheep are buzzing in the dry grass in the park.
There is some white frost accumulating in my grass nest,
Winding across the large garden to the door of the woods.
Most of the roads here are made of cinder.
"By the way, I actually don't remember your name very well." Nora said suddenly.
"Saint Jose Cohen, how about you call me Brother Cohen? I'm probably older than you."
Saint Jose looked serious, and the security guard behind him also looked serious, except for wearing sunglasses.
"Well...Cohen...Brother, I caused you trouble last time. I don't keep snakes anymore."
"Okay, let's call me Cohen,"
Saint Jose couldn't help but touched Nora's head.
"Okay, Cohen, we'll be there in twenty minutes."
The city of Oran is very small, with only more than 30,000 people living in it. However, it also covers a large area and has a relatively average construction density. It is like a large village. The good thing is that the greening is pretty good.
But the city is not that clean. There are sheep, cows, chickens and ducks on the road. Except there are no pigs, you might think this is a pasture, and it feels like you have been transported to the Indian subcontinent in an instant.
At the same time, there are many forces in the city. The Soviets have recently withdrawn to Chile for some reason, but there are still some Americans, British, and many smugglers.
A group of people passed through a park, which was a little quiet. Saint Jose almost ran back.
"Don't enter the forest,"
Saint Jose murmured to himself and shook the Browning on his belt before he retreated.
"This is a short road. You can reach our village through this path."
Saint Hesse waved his hand and told the people following him not to relax their vigilance. Saint Hesse suddenly had a premonition that he shouldn't have followed him like this. If someone slipped through the net, he would be in trouble. He, Saint Hesse, Seko took the lead in killing many gangsters.
It wasn't until he walked out of the woods that Saint Jose breathed a sigh of relief.
St. Jose has a feeling of Peach Blossom Spring. Why have I never been here before?
Nora took out a whistle from somewhere and blew it so hard that Saint Jose almost lifted it.
"Cohen, you're dead."
Nola suddenly changed her face, her eyes were cold and no longer as gentle as before.
"Get into defensive formation, don't panic, take out the food guys and fire the flare gun."
Saint Jose calmly ordered, it seemed that he was really going to suffer a loss.
It's no wonder that it's no wonder that it's really easy for beautiful women to deceive people. Saint Jose felt a little regretful, then put on a flare and fired it high into the sky.
In the manor,
"No, the boss is in danger. Take people to the location immediately and call the intelligence team for support."
The leader of the Viper team immediately realized something was wrong, quickly wrote down the coordinates, and then drove to the signal gun location.
"Damn, I didn't expect anyone in Oran City would dare to touch the boss. It seems that some people are tired of living."
With Thunder Mining's series of actions in the Potassium Triangle, and Thunder Mining's aggressive expansion to recruit workers, Guerrero even had the nickname "Dark Slayer."
Especially when two forces were wiped out in one day some time ago, many small forces bowed their heads and became famous.
It has become vaguely one of the forces that should not be provoked in Oran City. In addition, Saint Jose brought 6 people just now. It was the same as usual, but he thought the boss was enlightened, so he didn't pay too much attention.
"Brother Cohen, I was joking just now, don't be too nervous."
Nora once again returned to her previous appearance, but Saint Jose did not relax. His life was at stake. He pulled down the safety again. Once he found someone taking action, he was ready to shoot at any time. He was very good at his shooting ability.
"Little Nora, you have caused trouble again! How can you treat the distinguished guests of our tribe like this,"
At this time, an old man in traditional Indian attire walked out with a cane and scolded.
"Hello, Mr. Thunder Mining, this is a huge misunderstanding. Our Gasuli tribe has absolutely no hostility."
"I swear in the name of the sun god."
"Well, let it go,"
Most of the surrounding Indians were unarmed and warmly welcomed Saint Jose. Saint Jose put away his weapons.
More than ten minutes later, the Viper team of two large trucks had arrived at the village of Gasuri. Seeing that Saint Jose was safe, they calmed down under Saint Jose's greeting, but they did not dare to be careless anymore and give Saint Jose a warning. Jose sent 10 more men.
"Distinguished guest, I am Little Nora's grandfather and the village chief here, Tantaka Messanders,
Wayward little Nora did something wrong. "
"Dear guest, I hope that our tribe can join your company and serve you."
"Oh why"
Saint Hesse was a little curious. This was not simply looking for a job. It seemed like an excuse to surrender and seek refuge.
"The Sun God pointed me out. The future Son of the Sun God has arrived. He can lead our Indian tribe to recovery and rise again. This is the Sun God's revelation."
Tantaka said with a serious face,
"Your Sun God is really powerful and he can brag. If I didn't believe this, I might have been deceived by you."
Saint Jose shook his head, expressing that he did not believe these nonsense, and that he did not have the ability to lead a tribe of only one or two thousand people to rise. It was now a civilized era.
"Dear guests, as long as we join Thunder Mining, we can get three months of salary exemption and we will definitely develop well. We have many tobacco cultivation masters."
"Really or not, you can apply one by one."
Saint Jose said indifferently.
"Dear guest, please trust us, we will definitely do a good job."
San Jose finally reluctantly agreed to let the tribe work as workers in the tobacco fields.
They even displayed many unique tobacco and coca grass trees, which was an eye-opener for Saint Jose.
They even had a lot of tobacco seeds on display, photos and stuff, which looked kind of nice.
In the end, Saint Jose chose to forgive Euler. After all, she was still a child, so a few beatings would be enough.
The old village chief didn't object too much. This tribe had nothing left, and few people hired Indians. They also tried to contact Bolivian guerrillas, but were exploited.
Thunder Mining's development, benefits, and backstage are indeed the best choice.
San Jose signed some contract rights with them and planned to let them take charge of a tobacco field. Guerrero's farmland has expanded to more than 20,000 acres.
"Tobacco cultivation is quite technical. As long as you are willing to work and not be lazy and fish too much, I will let you develop very well."
"I will provide you with protection, and you can even join the new town's guard in the future instead of running away. Of course, you must be screened."
Saint Jose also visited the tribe with the old village leader. It was indeed in a state of decline, and most of them were still thatched houses.
"Okay, Mr. St. Hesse, I'll go make arrangements right away."
"Little Nora, from now on you will learn from Mr. St. Hesse and help the boss get rid of some "troubles"."
"Okay, Grandpa, I will try my best."
…
After that day, there was a little follower behind Saint Jose. Little Pepper gradually returned to his true nature, a wilder one, and also worked part-time as a secretary.
"I didn't expect you to have graduated from middle school. Study hard."
St. Jose discovered that Nora was the same. She graduated from high school and seemed to be less illiterate.
"Yes, Boss Cohen, I will work hard, and the Gasuri tribe will make progress faster."
Nora waved her fist and encouraged herself. Joining the new force Thunder Mining was a great progress.
St. Jose also specially prepared clothes for him to work.
This is the headquarters of Thunder Mining, but to be honest, so far, Thunder Mining has no talent except for its abundant force.
For the future of the steel plant, St. Hesse needs Thunder Mining to continue to expand, especially iron ore, coke and other important forces, and going to Australia to explore coal mines and iron ore is what needs to be prepared in this short period of time.
"Brazilians think they are strong. Following the United States, they really need strength to live."
Prairie International has long been focusing on controlling foreign affairs in Argentina, especially South Africa.
Most of Brazil's coal and iron ore deposits are unwilling to be given to foreigners. On the contrary, iron ore has not yet been discovered in Australia. This is a special opportunity.
"We must establish a Canberra or Sydney branch as soon as possible to get involved in the production and collection of coal and iron ore, and it cannot be too big."
"Understood, boss, I will prepare people to go to Australia,"
"Remember to find some experts, iron ore or coal mine, you must choose one."
"It's iron ore. There are not many restrictions on coal mines. There are also many imports, including Venezuela, and Australia does not restrict exports."
"There are no large iron ore mines in Australia now. We will continue to work hard to explore when the time comes."
"Australia must send more manpower and prepare iron ore at the same time."
"Nora, I plan to leave Jujuy Province recently. Do you want to follow me, or go back to Oran City."
Saint Jose looked at the foundations of the town of Morado and felt very urgent. Although these were flat floors without columns, they would be capped in half a year and there must be enough steel bars. Moreover, Saint Jose did not like to build the foundations for the town. Steel plants in other countries have made too many contributions.
"Boss, I'm willing to go with you. Apart from the nearby provinces and Bolivia, I haven't been to many places."
"The place I want to go to is La Plata City, which is the capital of Buenos Aires, the provincial capital. It's very far away."
It is more than a thousand kilometers from Dabu City to La Plata City.
As for why he wanted to go to La Plata City, he planned to pick up rags. There was a steel rolling mill there that specialized in producing steel bars and the like, and Saint Jose needed a lot of them.
Their steel raw materials come from the domestic Bushi factory. If the conditions are right, they will acquire it or build a new steel factory from scratch. This would take three to five years.
"We in Argentina are very short of steel production. When I planned to get some canned meat, I couldn't afford the packaging in iron cans. Now we are still in short supply."
What Saint Jose said is indeed true. It was later turned into canned fruit and it is still not put into production.
There is not much steel production in Argentina now. It needs to be used in more important places, such as bridges and roads, instead of useless cans. The fresh ones don't smell good.
Brazil is now impregnable, and there is nothing San Jose can do except create some divisive public opinion. There used to be an independent republic in southern Brazil, which was enough to be annexed by Brazil.
Saint Jose has always planned to give more opportunities to the independent forces in the three southern states of Brazil and provide some help. They have always wanted to be independent, but unfortunately the weak West has developed better and better.
San Jose followed the returning Guerrero and arranged things again. This time he planned to go to Australia to buy ore, especially large iron ore.
"This is not easy, Guerrero, you arrange people to go to the capital to contact Little Nick from Prairie International, and then go to Australia together.
"The main purpose is to find iron ore, which is very important. You should pay more attention. Australia's investment environment is pretty good. At least it supports mining investment. They have a lot of high-grade iron ore that they have not found. You go and buy land."
Australia is now an importing country of iron ore, and Bolivia’s iron ore mining investment and infrastructure investment are too large, and the current strength does not allow it.
Australia is much better. At least the environment is peaceful, foreign investment is welcome, and the infrastructure is good. Australia strongly encourages mining.
This is a "country sitting on an ore cart", the world's largest ore exporter, with many more kangaroos and rabbits than Australians.
They used to have more than 100 million kangaroos and more than 1 billion rabbits, but last year the entire population of Australia was unknown at 10 million, which is even more sparsely populated than Argentina.
"Okay, boss, I will arrange for some mining experts to go to Australia together."
These are some people newly recruited by Thunder Mining. Argentina has many experts in mining.
Now Thunder Mining cannot be said to be a truly wild company. After all, drying salt and the like can only be said to be a salt company.
Saint Jose gathered his composure and spoke again,
"Coal mine issues also need to be solved. The quality of the coal we produce locally in Argentina is too poor and is not suitable for smelting steel, and the cost is relatively reasonable."
There are not many ocean-going cargo ships and coal-carrying ships in the current sense. Fortunately, Argentina and Australia are relatively close to each other.
All you need to do is load the ship and then go to Buenos Aires.
"Okay boss, I will continue to work hard. By the way, the Barossa family is very arrogant. Do you want to teach them a lesson?"
"It won't be necessary for the time being, but if it really harms our interests, it will be the death of this family."
"It's not good to fight and kill people. In the future, we should use more peaceful methods to solve problems, such as letting them go bankrupt or something."
Saint Jose said indifferently.
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