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The first thousand and seventy-ninth chapters settle down(1/2)

On September 3, after a week of struggle, Deeus finally announced his resignation as acting president of Kenya and intends to immigrate to Australia.

Qingzhu Chemical Group promised to help him and his family build an industry in Australia and establish a chemical factory with good benefits. Perhaps there will be no more authority to kill and kill, but future generations can enjoy wealth and honor for generations.

Deers himself didn't know whether this was a blessing or a disaster.

However, for this condition, Dies also signed an agreement with Yi Zizhuo during his final term. The content of the agreement was to rent the Malindi, the commercial port to the Yi family for 100 years, and after the lease expired, the contract can be renewed first.

For some reason, Huang Meng, who was standing at the signing site, suddenly thought of Hong Kong.

It seems that the same was true before. The Qing government ceded Hong Kong to the British Empire, just as Kenya ceded Marilyn to China today.

They are also "rental", but Malindi is handed over to the hands of a private enterprise organization.

In Port Malindi, Dyus, who had just signed the agreement, was about to leave by a cruise ship. Like many African tribal chiefs, he did not believe in the safety of the plane.

Flying in the sky made him feel that he was about to die, and he was afraid of death.

"Mr. Dies, thank you very much for your help." After signing the agreement, Yi Zizhuo's tone was also quite kind. There is no such thing as drawing a board in the Yi family's business rules. If everything is fair, then someone will be willing to cooperate with you. Only when the business lasts for a long time.

There was no expression on Dies' face, he said mutely: "I don't know whether today's decision is right or wrong. Although Kenya is small, it is also a country. Maybe I will become a sinner in the history of Africa in the future."

The ceding of Port Malindi to foreigners is definitely a traitor in Chinese history books, and it is called Kenyan traitor.

"Mr. Deeus, Africa does not have a strong sense of sovereignty. Don't forget how Kenya was established." Izizhuo comforted Deeus, "And I can assure you that I will not oppress any race. I came here to spread civilization and bring Kenya into a new era."

Yi Zizhuo has been emphasizing his own role as a contractor and downplaying the political background behind it. After all, the actual control of Malindi in the future is not the Chinese federal government, but the Yi family.

"I hope so." At this point, Deers can only accept this fact, "I hope you can say it."

Dyus, who set foot on the cruise ship, looked at the land that gave birth to him for the last time.

Who knows the misery in his heart that leaves his hometown?

After seeing off Deus's family, Yi Zizhuo got in the car and returned to the city of Malindi. He had been in the city for four days. With the help of Deus, he also accepted a group of very talented black intern officials.

These people can continue to do the management work they are good at, but the boss is no longer Deeus, but Izizhuo.

Sitting on the soft cushion in the car, Huang Meng, the bodyguard and partner, also spoke out: "Boss, hasn't Deeus resigned? How could the letter of appointment he signed was recognized by the new government?"

Holtonba is now the hottest candidate for the next Kenyan president. His relationship with Deeus is well known. In Huang Menglai, it is impossible to admit the ceding agreement signed by Deeus and Izizhuo in any case.

"Haha. Do you think Holtoba can be elected?" Yizizhuo did not answer, and he asked back: "Besides, with the strength of our company, what can I do if the new government does not recognize it?"

Yi Zizhuo is really not afraid of the other party being harsh. Mombasa base is right beside him, and tens of thousands of Chinese federal troops are not a joke.

Historically, Britain forced Hong Kong from the Qing Dynasty. Has the revolutionary government taken it back?

This is bullying the weak. In the face of a strong country, the diplomatic power of a weak country has no room for expansion. If you are powerless to resist, who cares about your opinions?

But after hearing this, Huang Meng felt a little uncomfortable. Perhaps influenced by his wife Suman, he was always full of pity for a weak nation and a poor country like Africa.

When Yi Zizhuo saw Huang Meng's expression, he knew what he was thinking.

"Huang Meng, do you think we are bullying a small country like Kenya?"

"Isn't it?"

"Yes, not." Yizizhuo looked at the burly man sitting beside him and laughed softly: "By the way we obtained Malindi, we are robbing us. But for the local blacks, we are equivalent to the savior."

"Savior?" This was the first time Huang Meng heard this statement.

"Yes, the Savior, bring order to the chaotic world and give these suffering people peace and happiness. First of all, we are not coming for cheap raw materials, nor to squeeze this pitiful labor force, even if we take off their last pair of underwear, how much money can we earn?"

This statement made Huang Meng laugh. After thinking about it, it was indeed the case.

"Secondly, when I came, I said that I would invest in building factories here, develop agriculture, increase wealth output, and export civilization here. The European colonists back then were either driven by their desire for money or were desperate bastards. Such people would naturally not come to this continent with the same purpose as us."

Yi Zizhuo is also a person who has read the history of the world. Like many new generation of young Chinese people, he has broad horizons and rich historical knowledge.

He understood that Africa was an uncarved piece of uncooked jade, waiting for the arrival of a gem processor.

"From a civilized perspective, we are invaders, but from the results that can be met, Malindi's black people will not live worse than before."

Seeing that Huang Meng was still a little confused, Yi Zizhuo gave him an example, "Let's use Hong Kong as an analogy. Do you think Hong Kong's economy and people's livelihood are better during the Qing Dynasty or during the British rule?"

“The British rule was good.”

This is a historical fact. Huang Meng cannot deny it. No matter what his mood is, he can only answer truthfully.

"Yes, emotionally, we regard Hong Kong as an indivisible territory of China. But historically, the rule of outsiders can bring prosperity to a region more than the originally brutal government. Isn't it the same in Kenya and Malindi now?"

There is some truth to this, but Huang Meng is a nationalist and it is still difficult to accept such things. He retorted: "Then the locals will think so, and will they feel humiliated by being ruled by a group of people of different skin colors?"

"Will the Han people in Hong Kong feel humiliated by being ridden by Jiannu in the past? The British oppression at least follows the superficial morality and laws. Jiannu's bloody rule is ignorance and cruelty without any bottom line. If I ask you to choose, would you choose Jiannu or British?"

"This..." Huang Meng was choked by Yi Zizhuo's words and could not find any rebuttal words for a while.

Yi Zizhuo did not intend to stop. He continued to use novel ideas to impact Huang Meng's solidified thinking, "You are a child of a military family, and the education you receive is also to serve the country with loyalty and sacrifice for justice."

"But have you ever thought about it? This is the government's propaganda method, which erects an enemy outside, then eliminates dissidents inside, gathers people's hearts, gives up thinking about their own value, and becomes a kind of dead warrior."

Huang Meng really couldn't accept this statement, "We are Chinese, of course we must have the awareness of sacrificing for the country. If it weren't for such determination, how can we defeat the great powers and build a new and prosperous country?"

"Then what, when foreign enemies are defeated, will the nation be prosperous and free?" Yi Zizhuo's expression was calm, "For individuals, is there any difference between being oppressed by foreigners and being oppressed by their own people? If you want to find reasons to be dissatisfied, the differences between regions, nations, religions, and countries, which one cannot be used as a reason?"

Huang Meng was confused by the words. In the past, he was born in a military family. The education he received and the life experience he came into contact with made him a soldier who survived for protection.

This experience and this kind of education downplayed his freedom as a human being, emphasizing the killing of the enemy and defending the country.

Perhaps in the context of the turbulent era, such thoughts can arouse people's fighting spirit and better drive out invasions and injuries from outside.

However, when the war ended, this idea became an ideological tool for the upper rulers to control and enslave the lower people. In the slave society, slave owners used systems and force to enslave those slaves who had nothing.

The times are progressing. In addition to the ever-changing technological development, human politics has also advanced to a new level - using an idea called "patriotism" to enslave people's hearts.

"Do you want me not to love the country? Not to defend our nation?" Huang Meng could not think of a better speech, so he could only question this way.

"This is a question of degree. There are old sayings, too much is not enough." Yi Zizhuo still said in a steady pace: "Patriotism also requires rationality and moderation. You must distinguish between what is good for the country and the nation, what is being used to lead to oppression and dictatorship."

"The revolutionary party couldn't tell the difference at the beginning, which led to countless tragedies."

Huang Meng also knew about this incident. In the north, there had been incidents where the people supported the Japanese army to crack down on the revolutionary party forces. Could it be that these people were all bloodless traitors?

Not all of them are. They are just forced by the revolutionary government to survive, so they would rather help outsiders deal with their own people.

In order to fight against Japan, the revolutionary government asked the people to die, perhaps because of tactical helplessness, or perhaps because of the ultimate victory.

But in the end, the revolutionary government lost its future.

The state and the government exist to protect the people, not the other way around.

When a country calls on the people to sacrifice for it, then the country is sad, and the people living in such a country are also miserable.

Yi Zizhuo looked at Huang Meng's look of bowing his head and silently knowing that he would find it difficult to accept this view for a while, but Yi Zizhuo was not in a hurry. He had already opened a window looking outside for Huang Meng. Only with enough time, Huang Meng would slowly get enlightened.

In Africa, there is time.

And the reason why I took this opportunity to say these words to Yi Zhongming today is not aimless.

The autumn election of the Chinese Federation is about to begin soon, and judging from the current situation, we can probably guess who will be the next head of the Chinese Federation.

The Chinese, who won an unprecedented victory in World War II, did not feel at ease about this. Compared with the past, the Chinese today are more eager for powerful protectors.

Among all the candidates, Lee Zongren was the only general, and he hyped NATO and the United States on the grounds of national security.

Use the existence of the United States to spread fear to the Chinese people, and then gain the faith and loyalty of the madman.

It seems ridiculous to use democratic and democratic elections to achieve dictatorship, but is it really impossible?

In Yizizhuo's eyes, this question is not difficult to guess. What's more important is that he is unwilling to let this idea affect his plan. Once the country and the government are finally finally, it will be difficult for soldiers to be loyal to a certain family.

Huang Meng is not only Yi Zizhuo's bodyguard, but also a trainer of the private army plan, and is also a partner in interests. Yi Zizhuo does not want Huang Meng to be used by Innovation.

The fall of the Dies government is behind the shadow of the Innovation Society. Whether it is Mero supporting rebels like Holtoba or providing weapons and information to the guerrillas attacking Nairobi, it shows that this secret organization originated from fanatical soldiers will intervene in Kenya.

Once a person like Huang Meng is instigated, Yi Zizhuo will be very passive and will be subject to restrictions everywhere in the future.

The car crushed the gravel road and rolled up smoke and dust. This is the streets of Malindi.

Malindi is an eastern port in Kenya, south of the estuary of the Galana River. It is 104 kilometers southwest from Mombasa and has roads connected. It was once the capital of the ancient Malindi Kingdom.

Historically, this was a famous port in East Africa, with the castle ruins built by the Portuguese Gama in 1498. It is surrounded by an important cotton-producing area in Kenya. Yizizhuo planned to take advantage of this advantage to develop the textile industry here.

When Marilyndi appeared as a town, the locals still don’t know, and Izizhuo naturally doesn’t know.

However, according to oral legends, some sporadic records, and some archaeological discoveries, it was shown that as early as 695 AD, a Syrian named Abdul Malik and his followers had settled here.

In the 14th century AD, the Swahili people in East Africa settled here.

At the end of the 15th century, the Portuguese Dagama led a fleet to Malindi. Here he and his fleet were unexpectedly welcomed by local residents.

The Portuguese formed an alliance with the then Malindi Kingdom. About a century later, Malindi has been the central stronghold of the Portuguese coastal areas along the East Africa coast.

Later, the country of Malindi conquered and occupied Mombasa, and transferred the center of power to Mombasa. Malindi became a protective land for the Portuguese at that time.

In the 18th to 19th centuries, Malindi became a distribution center for the slave trade, witnessing the bitter history of African black people being sold to the world as slaves.

With such a long history, Malindi has not become a city. If you insist, it is just a larger coastal fishing village.

The population is less than 20,000. In recent years, many Chinese businessmen have flocked in, driving some local economic conditions. However, with the big cities in China that often cost millions, Malindi is indeed a veritable small fishing village.

Because of his experience of being colonized, the black indigenous people did not reject the new Chinese, and even liked "kind people" like Yi Zizhuo.

On the first day after I arrived in Malindi, Izizhuo announced his ownership of the city. The former mayor was killed when the rebels were washed away. Unfortunately, he could not come out to oppose Izizhuo's decision.
To be continued...
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