Then Alexander introduced it, and it turned out that Wang Bo had guessed wrongly before.

However, it is not entirely wrong. This rescue operation is also related to Syria. Due to the Syrian civil war, people in China are living in poverty, living beings are in trouble, and countless refugees are missing.

New Zealand is not involved in solving the Syrian refugee crisis. They are too far away. These things are left to Europeans to resolve. What they may have to participate in is the rescue of white refugees in South Africa.

South Africa is a very magical country. Twenty years ago, it was a developed country in Africa. At that time, the GDP per capita was still an existence that China looked up to.

As a result, in 1994, Mandela came to power, achieving the transition from a white apartheid regime to a democratic regime. Blacks replaced whites and became rulers of the state machine. To this day, the fertile soil of Africa is on the verge of economic collapse.

When implementing apartheid policy, no matter what human rights or democracy, South Africa is at least a country with stable economic conditions and people are well fed and well-dressed.

But after becoming a democratic state, blacks were given the opportunity to enter the ruling class, and then many problems arose.

The skin color contradiction has always been the main contradiction in South Africa. After blacks came to power, they began to retaliate against white people and exclude white people in various ways. However, they themselves do not have enough knowledge, vision and talent to govern the country, which led to the decline of a prosperous country.

However, black people in South Africa also know that if life continues, professional talents cannot be separated from professional talents. In this way, some white people with professional skills can still live well in South Africa in the past few years.

But now the international economic situation is not good, and South Africa's economic situation is even worse, the unemployment rate remains high, and many black people lose their jobs and have no chance to make money.

So the jobs of white technicians were targeted, and many people were fired or fired, and these positions were given priority to black people to support black people.

In this way, white technicians became refugees, without insurance, no unemployment benefits, and no channels to support their families, so they could only turn to UN assistance.

General Alexander told him the situation, and Wang Bo understood it, but he was still hesitant that Sunset Town needed professional talents, but he didn't want everyone to be introduced.

This matter is unhurried. The United Nations and New Zealand still have many things to discuss and resolve on the issue of refugee rescue. Alexander just said hello to Wang Bo in advance.

The issue of talent introduction has come to an end for the time being. Wang Bo is not in a hurry to the South African issue. Through headhunting recruitment and talent immigration, he is no longer short of people here.

At the end of August, Bowen is coming back at the weekend.

Wang Bo called to arrange for someone to pick him up, but the Texas cowboy refused and said he didn't have to pick him up. He didn't bring much stuff and could just find a car to come back.

This was his first subordinate and one of the people who contributed the most during the construction of Sunset Town, so Lao Wang still cared about Bao Wen and went to the town center on the weekend to wait for his return.

In the afternoon, it was almost evening when Wang Bo, who was drinking coffee in the Daqin Café, heard a powerful and powerful roar of the car motor.

He heard the exhaust sound of the heavy motorcycle, so he raised his head in dissatisfaction and said to Eva: "Some bastards think that Highway 8 is a racing stadium. I have to see what this guy is doing. If he speeds up, I swear I will punish him for not wanting to ride a motorcycle again in his life!"

Looking out through the car window, a ball of fire entered Wang Bo's vision.

The fire originated from a car, but not the expected locomotive, but a car that looked like a Formula Racing car.

The car is fiery red as a whole. Apart from the wide and thick tires on both sides, it looks like a bullet from the front, with smooth curves and smooth paint, emitting a fiery red luster under the sunlight.

The car roared to the town, quickly attracting a lot of attention. Many people walked out of the shops on both sides to take pictures of the car, and some were whistling and shouting.

Wang Bo saw such a cool car for the first time. Seeing that the car was not moving very fast, he looked at it with admiration.

The owner of the car was obviously a slutty guy. The car drove from one end of the town to the other along Highway 8, then turned a corner and drove back.

At this time, his cell phone rang. He pulled his gaze from the car reluctantly, and saw that the phone was called by Bao Wen.

When the phone was connected, Bao Wen's rude voice rang: "Hi, boss, where are you? Didn't you agree to come to greet me? Why didn't I see you? I've been walking around the streets of the town!"

Wang Bo was a little confused: "Are you back? Where? Why didn't I see you?"

"Of course, I drove back. If you were in the town, you would definitely see me!" Bao Wen said confidently.

Wang Bo was about to swear that he hadn't seen it, but he looked at the bullet outside and stood up and shouted: "I'm driving a racing car and being slutty, aren't you?"

Bao Wen also shouted: "What does it mean to be slutty? I'm driving a car to look for you!"

Wang Bo walked out quickly, Eva shrugged, took out her wallet and put the money on the table and said to the waiter: "I'll treat your boss to drink, and collect the money."

At this time, Bowen also saw him. When he walked out of the cafe, the fiery red bullet turned around and whistled and galloped towards him!

The car drove to Wang Bo and stopped. The door opened. Bowen, wearing a helmet, walked down and gave him a hug. He said loudly: "Long time no see, boss, do you miss me very much when I left?"

"Just be happy, whatever you think." Lao Wang pushed Bao Wen away ruthlessly, then lay down in front of the car and looked at it.

When he looked from a distance, he thought it was a racing car, but it was not. It was a tricycle, but it was an inverted tricycle. There were two wheels on the front of the car and only one wheel on the rear.

However, because the rear of the car is covered with exaggerated body steel plates, it is difficult to see if there is a single wheel behind it without looking at it, and few people will pay attention to the wheel behind it.

The car has two fuel tanks, hanging on both sides of the rear of the car. Because the fuel tank is huge, it blocks people's sight to a certain extent. There is a thick exhaust cylinder on each of the fuel tanks, and the roaring sound comes from here.

"Where did you get the racing car?" Wang Bo asked in shock as he stroked his smooth body.

Bowen shrugged and said, "I have to say, boss, you are such a short-sighted country bumpkin. This is not a racing car, this is a three-wheeled ATV!"

"ATV?" Wang Bo asked in surprise, "Such powerful horsepower and such a fast speed is just an ATV?"

"Yes, kaa private ki-campagna-t-re, Plain Tyrannosaurus Rex, this is indeed an ATV, of course it's OK to run on the road." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!