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Chapter 542 Damn nigger

(I arrived in Zhuhai at 8:30 in the morning. I originally thought the bus had beds, but it turned out to be ordinary seats. I am a man in his 40s. I sat for more than 20 hours and didn’t sleep much for two days. I almost died on the bus. I got off to eat.

After a meal, I found a hotel to take a shower and go to bed. It was past 11 o'clock when I went to bed. I only slept for a total of more than 3 hours and then got up to eat and code... I am currently at Starbucks, struggling to finish a chapter. This chapter is really difficult to write!

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Entering the interior of this ancient and traditional building, it is indeed as Norris said, very luxurious, like the Middle Easterners, but they use gold.

We sat down in the living room and served tea.

It is indeed tea, but it is not tea from China, but local South African Rubao tea, known as one of South Africa's three treasures.

The three treasures of South Africa are diamonds, gold, and precious tea.

It is processed from the leaves of a South African native plant called croup, which is produced in the Cape of Good Hope. The production method is to cut off its young leaves and twigs and then mash them with a mallet, and then put them together to "ferment".

"After about 7 days, the branches and leaves will turn from green to deep red. Just spread them out and put them in the sun to dry.

The color and taste of Rubaocha tea soup are very similar to black tea. The tea soup tastes silky and has the taste of melted caramel. It can be drunk hot or cold, plain, sweet or with milk added.

Rubao tea is rich in antioxidants, vitamin C, minerals and protein. There is a popular local saying, "It gives mothers a smooth face like a daughter, it gives a 150kg elder with healthy blood vessels like a young man, it makes

You won’t have a headache when you’re drunk, you won’t have insomnia when you’re heartbroken, and it will give you 24 hours of freedom and joy.”

This is the first time Sean has tasted the original flavor, and even if he is picky like him, he still thinks it's pretty good.

In the final analysis, we still have to protect the interests of people like them.

"Then does this so-called desegregation still have any meaning? We will not agree to it." Pietra Adem shook her head firmly.

In the view of black chiefs such as Pietra Adem, are the white men really doing it out of goodwill by spending a lot of money to build schools on their land?

Pietra Adem turned her head and glanced at Torre, who was standing silently in the corner. He was a mixed-race black man and could be considered one of his own. After thinking about it, he said slowly: "For example, let's open it to some knowledgeable people first and accept it."

Highly educated black people.”

Mandela, who had been imprisoned for 27 hours, was released in 1990. Why didn’t black people get equal voting rights until 1994?

"Then, we need all black people to have equal rights to vote and be elected as white people."

"I am willing to help you, but white South Africans will not agree." Sean shook his head, "We are not the same."

Stable transition is good, but it takes too long. It takes at least ten years to complete education. By which time, these South African capitalists will be bankrupt.

However, just because he allowed his son to receive an education does not mean that he also allowed the black men in the tribe to receive an education.

Sean is also familiar with it. In his last life until his death, he never had the chance to cast the vote in his hand even once. He could always be represented by people he knew or didn't know in places he knew or didn't know. He knew or didn't know.

Unknown decision.

"When I came in just now, I saw a pile of bricks and tiles that looked like a car factory. Couldn't that be where the school used to be?"

stand up……

Niggas get more excited!

What if, what if it happens.

Sean pursed his lips and tilted his head. The old guy's words were a bit beyond his expectation. He also believed that this was the best way. Opening up all the time was courting death.

The school has become what it is now.

Besides...the South African government has never tried to promote basic education among black people before. What was the result?

fail!

Who said these idiots are easy to fool?

You are really kind, this land of black people should not be ruled by white people.

Sean didn't understand in his previous life, but only in this life did he realize how many secret struggles and twists and turns South Africa had gone through in de-apartheid. The disputes between the two sides were beyond the imagination of ordinary people and were contrary to common sense.

The two looked at each other for a while and suddenly laughed together.

Under the current Western political system, once 90% of black people gain equal voting rights, South Africa's politics will have nothing to do with white people.

The attitude of black South Africans towards books cannot be developed in a day or two, so during the riots, everywhere was damaged and looted, with the exception of bookstores.

These black chiefs have many women and sons. There are always one or two outstanding ones in each generation. They don’t need to be overly capable, just be above the average.

"He is black." Sean said with a smile on his face, "I believe him even as a white person, don't you still believe me?"

"Ha, you're sending beggars away." Sean's face suddenly darkened, he stood up slowly, looked down at Pietra Adem with no emotion in his eyes, "If you can't bring it to me

If there are enough benefits, then I wouldn’t mind changing to someone else.”

"A running antelope cannot stop suddenly, otherwise it will only hurt itself." Pietra Adem was talking about a South African proverb, "Apartheid has lasted on this land for hundreds of years, and then it was suddenly completely lifted.

, will only bring disaster to this country, he should open up a little bit."

"Thank you for your compliment." The young black man bowed slightly.

Torre in the corner took a deep breath, straightened his chest, and was ready to explode at any time.

Black people have no concept of country at all!

They are all capable and visionary, but the world is like this, and the final decision they make is often not the right one.

The rare sect who was killed out of the hundreds of millions of white people at the bottom of the class was once prosperous and famous all over the United States.

Being able to become the leader of a country, even if it is someone who is ridiculed by people, is not really a waste.

The niggas used the greatest enthusiasm and a group of people used swing sticks to severely invade every place that could be put in.

The struggle was fierce behind the scenes, and black South Africans received full support from the "free world" in their fight against inequality.

The body of the young black man behind Pietra Adem immediately tensed up. Although Sean's aura was not aimed at his father's, just looking at him made his head covered with beads of sweat.

What is releasing nature?

What is a simple character?

In the end, it was the white South Africans who failed. They did not expect that the white people could be so shameless.

"So, let's talk about something that is in the interest of both parties, instead of wasting time here." As he spoke, Sean leaned forward slightly, stared into Pietra Adem's eyes and said, "My time

It’s very precious, far beyond your imagination, I hope to get what I want.”

"That was just an accident. The children have not received education. They like and admire you white people too much. They already know that they are wrong." A trace of embarrassment flashed across Pietra Adem's face.

It soon calmed down again.

If you change it to a Western society or a feudal society, it's not that you don't know, but it depends on whether it is in the interests of the leader.

Right, rare sect.

Of course, getting more and better cheap labor is also one of the starting points.

Of course, Pietra Adem is actually not that old. She is only 50 years old this year. When she was young, she studied in the UK, received higher education, and traveled all over Europe and the United States.

What does the white ruling class want to take control of South Africa?

Is it a nigga sharing power?

No, there are already many corrupt officials, there is no shortage.

It doesn't matter if you are violated, just marry him and go home.

He knew that, so his son received education in the city since he was a child. He went to France to study in high school and received a serious bachelor's degree.

The white people will completely retreat, the era will be ended, and the country will move into the black abyss!

"What benefits can I get?" Sean did not sympathize with white South Africans, he asked very directly.

The people can follow it, but they cannot know it.

Just do it if you think of it!

"There are many ways, non-violence and non-cooperation, or simply, a turmoil that affects the whole of South Africa." Pietra Adem looked indifferent, "They dare not use the army. Once a conflict occurs and people are killed, what is the so-called

Desegregation would be complete and complete.”

What the old guy said is right, but don't say it again!

Therefore, when the old guy talks about opening up, he means opening up to them, the chiefs and leaders among the black people, not to the niggas below.

Pietra Adem's father led the Negroes in World War II, and her grandfather participated in World War I.

Don’t worry about the price, it’s more about the courtesy than the affection!

After chatting for a while without any nutrition, Sean expressed his friendliness towards black people, Pietra Adem expressed his respect for American friends, and the chat slowly got to the point.

Therefore, under the deliberate guidance and connivance of these chiefs, how could these niggas endure the noble temperament exuded by the white-skinned people?

Of course, he can be sure that the old guy is definitely not thinking about some bullshit country.

It's like a school outside that has been transformed into a group of black people's residences.

"must!"

The South African market has a lot of room for development.

Mandela will inevitably ascend to the throne, and from top to bottom, people like Pietra Adem, who has mastered the "dish", will occupy all levels of government and various departments.

The white market has been developed to its limit, so there is an urgent need to lift segregation, turn these black ghosts into property owners, expand the domestic demand market, and stimulate the economy.

"What about?" Sean asked with a smile.

Pietra Adem frowned, waved his hand, and all his men except his son walked out, but Torre in the corner remained unmoved.

What they need is for black people, who make up the absolute majority of South Africa's total population, to become an effective consumer group. The more than 40 million black people now are too poor, and their spending power is far inferior to that of white people, who only account for less than 8% of the total population.

"Do I look like the kind of person who is easy to deceive?" Sean squinted at Pietra Adem.

"I will introduce Mr. Sean to other chiefs. Within our sphere of influence, Mr. Sean enjoys 10% of all mining interests!" Pietra Adem raised a finger.

‘Papa papa pa’ Sean clapped softly, old guy, you know how to fight!

Go back and bring some to old man David. The old man gave him a luxury cruise ship, and he wanted a gift in return.

"Ha." Sean laughed, tilted his head and looked at the young black man, "You proposed it?"

"Your compatriots outside can't even read, how can they exercise their votes?" Sean asked with a smile.

Pietra Adem's pupils shrank, but there was no expression on her face, "Mr. Sean, I respect you very much, I respect the umbrella, and I respect Rockefeller even more, but this is not the reason for you to threaten my life."

When white people treat black people like orangutans, the orangutans look at white people in the same strange way.

Sean let out a "ha" sound, "How to say."

The corner of Pietra Adem's mouth twitched slightly, she was embarrassed just because she was one of her own!

“Must we desegregate immediately?”

They are not picky about food, they don’t care whether they are male or female, they come one after another, and then there is no more...

"Not like a black man at all." Sean smiled.

"No, I'm just studying." The young black man looked at his father and said after receiving approval.

No!

It could also be wrong!

The emperor said that the people's ideas are not that high and their ideas are wrong, but do we want to directly oppose it...

I heard that Sean had just arrived in South Africa, but I didn't expect to know so clearly.

In their seriousness, the white people want to completely dismantle the ruling foundation of these chiefs. It is not false that the more they understand, the more reactionary they will become.

"Mandela is worthy of the respect of black people. He has struggled all his life to lift apartheid and is the spiritual leader of our black people." Pietra Adem spoke very slowly and did not sound like a black person at all. "Of course we

I very much support the policy of desegregation and fighting for legal status for black people, but not now."

The country of South Africa does not belong to black people, it is a country controlled by white people. How can a group of oppressed black people have any sense of belonging to this country?

"How do you want to stop it?" Sean asked with interest.

The lesser of two powers harming each other, politics is the art of compromise, and there is no completely correct choice.

Does it have to be correct?

Right or wrong, which one to execute?

"Promote education among black people?" A mocking smile appeared on Sean's lips, "It has been ten years, maybe more, where are those schools?"

Ahem!

Afterwards, the chief will of course severely punish these brainless animals, but he will also help them propose to the injured Baipi.

Outside South Africa, both the British and Americans, as well as Germany, France, etc., all hope that South Africa will immediately lift apartheid, including Sean.

Africa does not have this saying, but the philosophy of management is the same.

Doesn’t Pietra Adem know that in order for black people to truly rise, they need to get an education?

"of course not."

Pietra Adem smiled and said nothing. Naturally, she was represented by herself. Why should I ask?

"It's too late." Pietra Adem's voice did not change at all. It was neither high-pitched because of anger nor excited about victory. It was simply stating a fact, "Americans have blocked the expansion of white people."

Road, the British will not trip over the same stone twice, and what will happen if I die, some things must belong to black people, and no one can take them away."

"Is this the reason why you offered me 10% of the price?" Sean's murderous aura subsided and he stared at Pietra Adem and said.

"Business is all about bargaining." Pietra Adem said with a smile: "What can I say later if my price is too high?"

"Fuck Fuck, damn nigger!" Sean cursed and sat back down.

(End of chapter)