Reborn as a police officer in South Africa

The guy who succeeds but fails more than meets the eye still has some skills.

In order to cause trouble for Roark, Kevin sent a telegram to Pretoria overnight, and then Nelson Holt had no choice but to tell Roark that the gold mine purchase had failed.

"Sorry Locke, the bureau has to make unified arrangements for these abandoned gold mines, so" Nelson Holt looked guilty.

"It doesn't matter Mr. Holt, just don't buy it if you don't want to buy it. 50 pounds is still my salary for several months." Rock thought openly, and Kevin was right. The salary of the police is really not high.

Now this result is not bad. Rock wanted to buy the gold mine just to slap Kevin in the face. Now the goal has been achieved. He pressed Kevin's face to the ground and rubbed it hard. He also indirectly curry favor with Phyllis. It doesn't matter whether he buys the gold mine or not.

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It's just an abandoned gold mine. The Far West Rand gold field is still waiting for Rock to discover it. Who is in the mood to waste time on an abandoned gold mine.

"Thank you for your understanding Locke, and just call me Nelson." Nelson Holt smiled happily. Only people like Kevin were unhappy when dealing with people like Locke.

Kevin was really unhappy. Originally, Kevin thought that Roark should be somewhat upset when he knew the news. Even just a little bit, this would give Kevin a sense of accomplishment.

Unexpectedly, Rock was not upset at all, and was very happy for the "lost and recovered" 50 pounds, which made Kevin immediately upset.

It seems that what Rock said is right, 50 pounds is also Kevin's salary for several months.

Kevin asked himself, he would never spend 50 pounds to buy an abandoned gold mine, even if the gold mine still had mining value.

Just kidding, the ore quality of other people's gold mines is 20 grams per ton, and the ore quality of his gold mine is 5 grams per ton. God, who are you shaming?

I can't afford to lose this person!

Rock definitely didn't know that Kevin's psychology was so complicated, and Rock had no interest in caring about what Kevin was thinking. After breakfast, Kevin would start working, but Rock could stay in the hotel with Phyllis, and it was finally over.

An eyesore.

Yes, even if there is a father who is the director of mines, Kevin still has to work. Nelson Holt will never open any backdoors for Kevin. Nelson Holt even arranged a lot of work for Kevin.

Some.

Anyone who snitches should die!

The sun had just risen as high as the treetops, and Martin, who had arrived in Johannesburg early, arrived at the hotel.

"The situation is very bad. There are about 1,000 Chinese in Johannesburg, and most of them are in the Langley Gold Mine. The Langley Gold Mine is the property of the former Cape Prime Minister Cecil Rhodes. That guy's heart is...

It's black. Chinese workers don't have enough food or clothing to keep them warm. They have to do high-intensity work every day. They can't rest even if they are tired or sick. Unless they have a disease that prevents them from moving, they can go to the hospital to rest, but they still can't get treatment. If workers

If he died due to illness, the mine would not even bury the body, but just abandon it in the wilderness." Martin's investigation is in line with Rock's understanding of the miners.

Understanding is one thing, being able to accept it is another. Rock would never accept this happening to a Chinese worker.

"There is also a Guangxi and Guangxi Association in Johannesburg, and the director is also Chinese." Martin is still very good at doing things, which is finally good news.

"Let's go and take a look." Rock was very anxious, eager to learn more information.

Buck means "stag" in English, but Buck is a standard Chinese.

Strictly speaking, Buck should be a third-generation Chinese. Fifty years ago, Buck's grandfather came to Mauritius from Hu Jian and ran a small shop in Mauritius.

(Sorry, I can’t use real place names. If it offends Hu Jian’s brothers, please hit me to death with your vote)

With the hard work of the family, the Buck family had a small savings, so Buck was able to study at University College London, where he successfully obtained a diploma and became an honorable lawyer.

Yes, it was the school that Gandhi attended, so Buck and Gandhi were alumni.

After graduation, Buck did not return to Mauritius, but came to Johannesburg, the largest Chinese gathering place in the Cape, to rely on his professional skills to safeguard the interests of the Chinese in Johannesburg.

Ideals are beautiful, but reality is always cruel. There are no courts, no police, or even town governments in Johannesburg. Here, big companies dominate the sky with one hand. The regulations of enterprises are the laws of Johannesburg. Buck wants to change this, but

But there is nothing we can do.

So Buck simply established a Guangdong and Guangxi Association in Johannesburg to provide services to his compatriots as much as possible.

The club is a non-profit organization. Buck's club has almost no source of income. In order to maintain the operation of the club, Buck purchased a 150-acre farm outside Johannesburg. With the meager income from the farm, he could barely maintain the operation of the club.

Two years ago, Buck married a Chinese girl who was also a third-generation immigrant. Now he has a son and his wife is pregnant again. His family in Mauritius asked Buck to return to Mauritius many times. Buck did not want to go back in such despair.

But I don’t know what I can do if I stay in Johannesburg, and what is the significance of the club’s existence.

Perhaps, after the child is born, it is time to leave Johannesburg.

Touching the signboard of the Guangdong and Guangxi Guild Hall, Buck felt excited.

There was a crisp sound of horse hooves, and several knights came slowly from the street.

Buck remained calm, one hand deep into his arms, holding the revolver that was slightly warm.

Fortunately, they were not thugs and security guards from the mine, but police officers who had never appeared in Johannesburg.

Buck once studied in London and recognized the police badge on the chest of the knights. Although their uniforms were different from those of the London police, the style of the police badges was the same.

Of course, it’s not just the uniform that is different. To survive in Johannesburg, which has no rules and order, Buck certainly has his own rules for survival.

In Buck's view, these policemen are different from most policemen. They have a tough aura that has been tempered by blood and fire, which makes them completely different from ordinary policemen. Although those ordinary policemen are also vicious, their "

"Vicious" are all superficially vicious, but these policemen in front of them

Buck had no doubt that the guns carried by these police officers were by no means a display.

What surprised Buck even more was that these policemen were not white or Indian, but Chinese with black hair and eyes like himself.

Although the condescending policeman did not speak, Buck could detect a touch of warmth in the eyes of the police officer wearing the rank of senior inspector. He smiled, and the warm sunlight shone on his face, half of it was sunlight and half was shadow.