Chapter 977 Hero? Or sinner?
DeKalek, Mandler.
Two characters immediately flashed in Zhang Xingming's head. It can be said that these are the two most controversial people in South Africa's history.
DeKalek was an enlightened leader. He opposed his party's program and fired at apartheid rule, proposing that South Africa is South Africa for all South Africans, but he did not expect that in the eyes of the black chief, the white people born and raised here did not belong to South Africa.
DeKalek released Mandre, who had been imprisoned for twenty-seven years, the godfather of the black chief's liberation, a great historical figure known as the saint of all nations and sinners of one country.
A person who has been imprisoned for twenty-seven years and has been out of touch with the entire society for twenty-seven years will become the president of a country. Is it still worth mentioning?
In 1994, Mandell took the throne of president with a victorious smile, declared the victory of the Black Captain and the victory of eliminating apartheid. But he didn't think about it, was it not racial discrimination for the Black Captain to drive away the white people? A large number of Black Captains entered the hospitals and factories of the "government" institutions, and these people knew nothing but knew singing, dancing and drinking.
Then Mandello's "vice" abandoned his martial arts, took off his country's armor, and held the entire country naked to the hands of people all over the world, thus gaining praise from all countries and becoming a saint.
Give up nuclear weapons, eliminate trade barriers, abandon financial restrictions, drive away white people, and allow black chiefs to enter management institutions and factories in large quantities.
He was in power for only five years, and then he worked hard to make a developed country, a major industrial country, and a country with comprehensive and healthy laws and regulations into a developing country, a completely unabated economy, a crime rate soared and became a famous active terrorist area. He himself became a member of the corrupt group, and his whole family lived a superior corrupt life with superiors.
However, internationally, his reputation is getting bigger and higher. Who doesn’t say he’s good at the owner after eating meat?
You should know that South Africa has almost all the minerals and properties that can be famous in the world except oil. This is a magical place.
Those descendants of the Horanians, native whites in South Africa, have been established after hundreds of years of hard work and several wars, such an advanced country was not defeated by foreign invaders, but eventually fell into the hands of their own territory. What kind of sorrow is this?
Racial discrimination is definitely wrong, but race theory may not be wrong. What can we think of when it comes to those people? Apart from running, jumping and blue balls, there are only AIDS, "sex", "chaos", "robbery", "moment", "hisper", "nothing", "lazy", "lazy", "nothing", "lazy", "lazy", "lazy", "nothing", "lazy", "lazy", "lazy". In the whole world, we can only regard them as normal people, and so many women are proud of sticking on them because they are foreigners.
"He comes often? What do he do?" Zhang Xingming asked Hoynovic.
Hoynovic stood up while muttering cigarettes, shook his head and said, "I don't know, I'll go over and see you, you can rest here."
Zhang Xingming said: "Will there be a chance to touch the minerals here?"
Hoynovic spitted out a cigarette and said, "Are you interested? Let me ask, I'm not very familiar with this, I'm not interested." He turned around and went out. Zhang Xingming took a sip of coffee, thought about it, shook his head, forget it, I really don't want to mix in any politics, it's too tiring.
At this time in 1993, South Africa had not yet collapsed. Whether it was industrial manufacturing, economy, social welfare, medical care, etc., they were still well-known internationally. The economy rose by more than eight, ranking among the top three in the world. They were quite dazzling regions, with an incredible low crime rate and did not look like a black emirate country at all.
Then the international community has human rights, race, discrimination, fairness, people and democracy, criticize them all the way, and then the black chief with only muscles and feces in his brain was excited. Yes, everything belongs to us, why?
Then the whole country collapsed. The government was full of entertainers who could only dance, the hospitals were doctors who knew nothing, the police only drank and pretended to be "pillow" and the factories were full of hard-working people who just wanted to sleep and play with their mobile phones.
Then a large number of elegant people from the international community rushed over, and all the minerals became theirs. Order collapsed, finance collapsed, factories collapsed, everything established in decades turned into loose sand, and local white people left sadly. Then Mandler won various international honors, and many people wrote books and biography for him, becoming a saint.
It's just a routine, but someone enjoys it. The International Dad can be so proud of his appreciation. He shouted that we were recognized, and we were recognized. He shone tears in his face to tell the ancestors and immersed himself in deep spiritual entertainment.
Think about it carefully, are there any big differences in our journey over the years? How far is it? How sad is the era of entertainment until death?
When soldiers fight bloody battles and even the news attachments cannot be published, people work hard all their lives without even a place to live, and actors and celebrities naturally buy tens of thousands of bags for their children of age, what other sounds can we make besides tears? What's more, they have their hands covering your mouth.
After sitting for a while, Hoynovic came back, gasped and sat down, saying, "I hope we can recruit black workers and expand the proportion of black workers. Now there is a change here, hoping to resolve the racial opposition."
Zhang Xingming frowned and asked, "Did you agree?"
Hoynovic shook his head and said, "I just said it's OK, but it needs assessment. No matter how many capable and skilled people are, I want them, but I can't let anyone without skilled people come in. What are you doing when you come in? Do you sing and dance in the dock? You don't know these black chiefs at all, they will only destroy the factory."
Zhang Xingming said: "Well, I agree with you. There will be no problem?"
Hoynovic said: "Not in a short time, as long as the plan is completed, it will be removed at that time. You can go anywhere at that time."
Zhang Xingming said: "Just know what you know. I will ask the security guard to increase the security force here."
Hoynovic shook his head, drank all the coffee in his cup and stood up and said, "Come on, boss, let's go and see those treasures."
The two left the office, walked through the factory where materials were piled up, and came to the closed dock.
Ulyanov, the current majestic and strong body of the Tang Dynasty, was quietly lying there, with fire all over his body, and a huge exhaust fan was running on the high dock.
Next door, a 300,000-ton tanker is also under construction, and there are two frigates and several submarines. This is a customized simulation exhibition model in Prince Island Park. Some of the wall guards are made of tempered glass and can swim in the shallow sea. It is an offshore entertainment project. Of course, only God knows the facts.
Chapter completed!