It is on the land where we have lived for generations.”

"Huh?" Chen Taizhong was a little confused, and his thoughts on meritorious service were a little less. He felt that this black man was not only overnourished, but also a little too shrewd. "Okay, what do you want to say? Why does what you say logically exist?

So many questions?”

In fact, it is not difficult to understand. Levi just wanted to obtain weapons and obtain weapons cheaply. Of course he knew that oil was a good thing, so he boasted that he had a lot of oil on his hands.

Speaking of oil, he does have some oil, but not much, and the area where his tribe is located does fall within the scope of the oil fields, and there is also a planned oil pipeline that will pass through his territory.

As for the oil refinery? Of course the chief wants to build it, but as Chen Taizhong thinks, he can't even afford to buy an armored vehicle, so let's not talk about drilling oil wells, let alone build any refinery.

And this flaw lies in the issue of transportation. North Sudanese control the political and economic lifeline of the country. How can South Sudanese be allowed to mine and refine oil on their own?

Chen Taizhong tried his best to clear his head, but his German was not as good as he thought, so he had to admit that he really couldn't understand what the chief was thinking.

Of course, he was certain that this chief had an unusual obsession with weapons, and he also emphasized that they should be cheap - it seemed that this was really not a wealthy guy.

However, since this person could make a fuss about oil, it was necessary to pay more attention to it. Chen Taizhong entrusted Liu Yuanlin to take care of these people, but he called Huang Hanxiang again.

Huang Hanxiang is a well-informed person, but this does not mean that he knows everything. However, after hearing the word oil, he still said decisively, "I will understand the situation and call you later."

Mr. Huang understood the situation very quickly, so he called back not long after, "I said what kind of aircraft are you planning? The oil refinery jointly built by PetroChina and the Sudanese government in Khartoum will be put into operation in the next few days.

What kind of refinery should we build?”

"Khartoum is the capital, it's in the north." Chen Taizhong never understood what happened to him today, "I'm dealing with people from the south."

"The South... it's not peaceful there." Mr. Huang's ability to gather information is second to none. He even learned a lot of inside information, "The Americans are supporting some tribes."

The problem in Sudan is really messy. At first, Western countries explored oil fields in Sudan on a large scale, but no oil wells were found. In 1984, three employees of the American Chevron were killed by locals in South Sudan.

kill.

Now the Americans quit, and because oil was not as tight as it is now, the Americans gradually withdrew from Sudan and gave up their mining rights.

When China National Petroleum Corporation entered Sudan in 1995, the Americans were still prepared to laugh at the Chinese people's jokes. However, it turned out that they did not expect CNPC to take action. The first exploratory well produced a high-yield oil flow. They immediately couldn't sit still and asked for... participation!

The Sudanese government is quitting now. We want you to build an oil refinery. You keep talking about the democratic process, the dissolution of the military government, human rights, equality, and monopoly of mining rights. Anyway, you are deliberately making things difficult, but we are with

As soon as the Chinese say it, they will ask - how big of a refinery do you want to build?

It is still cost-effective to cooperate with the Chinese, the Sudanese think so, and because the quality of the crude oil produced in Sudan is very similar to that of China's Daqing Oilfield, it is not difficult to build this refinery, and then... they will suffer economic sanctions from the Americans.

Yes, no American companies are allowed to do business with Sudan.

But the Sudanese people don't care if he imposes sanctions on them. They have been poor for so many years, and it doesn't matter. And because the oil pipelines and refineries in which CNPC participates are operating extremely smoothly, the Americans are unbalanced again.

In addition, in recent years, international oil has grown rapidly. A barrel of crude oil has risen from fifty dollars to sixty dollars in the blink of an eye, and it seems that it is easy to rise to seventy dollars. When Americans see this, they forget that the southerners once killed Chevrolet.

Long's people secretly supported some tribes in the south and asked them to make trouble with the Sudanese government.

Huang Hanxiang found out all this mess in a short time. Chen Taizhong was dumbfounded. At this moment, he finally understood Levi's purpose, "It seems that this guy also wants to go against Northern Sudan... Then I can't

Promise him, this conflicts with our national interests."

"Tsk, what kind of head do you have? It's full of sawdust?" Huang Hanxiang smacked his lips when he heard it, "You don't agree to him... and then push him to the Americans?"

"But if you agree to him, wouldn't the Sudanese government be very dissatisfied if they knew about it?" Chen Taizhong admitted that what Huang said made sense, but he also had his own sense of the overall situation.

"The best birds are hidden in the air, and the hares are cooked by the running dogs. You don't understand this?" Huang Hanxiang laughed on the phone. "If there was no chaos in the south, and if the Americans did not impose sanctions, do you think we could get such a good result in Sudan?"

Is there much benefit?”

This is a bit ruthless to say, but in the face of national interests, there is no room for mercy - the three people in the American company died in vain. Chen Taizhong discovered for the nth time that compared with certain groups of people, he is not really a fuck.

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"It doesn't matter if you give him weapons for free. Let's also cultivate some pro-China forces in South Sudan to prepare for a rainy day. At least we can communicate effectively no matter what happens there," Mr. Huang continued to point out to him, "But this matter needs to be done

You have to be more secretive, um... you definitely can’t use domestically produced weapons."

"Isn't it?" Chen Taizhong finally realized. Isn't this asking his buddy to do dirty work again? It's still very dirty, so he objected firmly, "I can introduce him to the relevant departments, but I don't care.

He...and the money I spent on buying weapons can’t be reimbursed, so I won’t do it!”

"Okay, you introduce me," Mr. Huang finally became reasonable for once, because he understood very well that what Xiao Chen said "cannot be reimbursed" is similar to the dollars the little guy invested when he came into contact with Colonna. Someone can reimburse him.
Chapter completed!