I Really Didn’t Want To Make A Lot Of Money

Chen Ling honestly continued to stay in the hotel.

On the first day, Miranda did not come and sent a beautiful girl who could speak English to teach Chen Ling Portuguese. Like Miranda, the Portuguese teacher is a mixture of Portuguese and Angolans, but the teacher is chocolate-colored, and Miranda is black and authentic.

The beautiful teacher was in one-on-one class, and Chen Ling studied very hard. On the round table in the suite living room, the two heads were almost close together.

The so-called men and women match, learning is not tiring, Chen Ling feels that he has made great progress and has a sense of accomplishment.

The next day, Miranda called and said that she still had no time to come over and let Chen Ling continue to learn Portuguese.

"I'm studying, but can I learn it in a day or two." Chen Ling was very opinionated, "I didn't come to Angola to learn a language. Give me something to do!"

Miranda reassures Chen Ling: "Is the teacher who teaches you beautiful? I specially selected it, very well-behaved and energetic. You can let her take you out to play."

Chen Ling refused: "No, I can't stand such a beautiful girl by my side."

"You can't stand it?" Miranda didn't believe Chen Ling's words, and smiled. "With your ability, who can stand you?"

Chen Ling was unhappy, and said: "What you said, I am not a livestock, I will go when I see a beautiful one. I talk about feelings, and I don't have passion if I don't have feelings."

"Then what are our feelings?" Miranda moved slightly in her heart. She grew up in good clothes and had a lofty status. Not many people dared to say these words in front of her.

Chen Ling said: "I have no feelings with you. According to Chinese people, there is only friendship between us."

"What is friendship?" Miranda really asked for advice. She wanted to figure out what kind of status she was in Chen Ling's eyes.

"Friendship, mating, understand?" Chen Ling said, "If you don't understand, come to the hotel and I will let you understand!"

Miranda heard the anger in Chen Ling's words, and said, "I'm helping you with the Lobito port. Give me a few days, okay? When I'm done, you will be fine with whatever you want."

Chen Ling couldn't help it. He didn't want to go out, so he had to stay in the hotel to study. Fortunately, the mixed-race teacher is beautiful and good-sounding, not too boring.

On the other side, Mr. Feng is very busy. People from CR company and CS company came, cooperated with Mr. Feng, and communicated with the owners of the Benguela railway project.

Mr. Feng wanted to call Chen Ling to join him several times, but Chen Ling refused on the grounds that he wanted to learn Portuguese and didn't have time. Chen Ling knew that he was the boss, and he couldn't deal with these things by himself, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get rid of it.

After learning Portuguese for three days in a row, from 8 in the morning to 8 in the evening, Chen Ling was energetic, made rapid progress, and did not feel tired. But the beautiful teacher can't stand it anymore.

"Mr. Chen, I must take a day off." The mixed-race teacher begged Chen Ling. There are countless things to say to Chen Ling every day, and her voice goes hoarse.

"After only three days, you can't stand it anymore?" Chen Ling stared at her.

The mixed-race teacher didn't dare to look directly, lowered his head and said, "It's not that you can't stand it, just take a day off."

Chen Ling had no choice but to give the mixed-blood teacher a day off.

The mixed-race teacher walked away hurriedly if he was pardoned.

Chen Ling was really fine as soon as she left. After reviewing Portuguese for a while, he was really bored, so he went to the conference room where Feng and others worked, just to hear them discussing to survey the entire railway.

"You must be accompanied by professional security personnel when you go to survey the railway." Chen Ling said directly. The people in the conference room are either his subcontractors, or Miranda's subcontractors, Chen Ling is welcome.

Seeing Chen Ling finally appeared, Mr. Feng was so touched that he almost shed tears. He greeted everyone in the conference room and said, "Everyone, this is Mr. Chen, the boss of our company. Take the time to visit us today. Now, we applaud and welcome!"

The meeting room immediately burst into applause, and even Miranda's subordinates also clapped very cooperatively. They are very clear about Miranda's status in Angola, and Chen Ling, who can sit on an equal footing with Miranda, naturally has a lofty status in Angola.

There is only one exception, the boss with his mouth wide open, he can stuff a big steamed bun.

"Ms. Tang, we met again..." Chen Ling took the initiative to greet him.

It turned out to be Tang Yongyue, the person in charge of CR in the Democratic Republic of Congo. He swallowed hard, with a smile on his face, and said: "Mr. Chen, I really didn't expect... last time I didn't know you were..."

In Brazzaville a few days ago, Chen Ling disturbed the projects that Tang Yongyue had followed for many years, and chatted outside the toilet for a while.

Chen Ling laughed and said: "It's okay, we know each other now. You Zhou are always my good friends. It's been a long time since I saw him. The last time we met was in Mali, and we have been talking on the phone recently."

Tang Yongyue was still a little embarrassed, and said: "Last time you said that you were tracking the Benguela railway project in Angola, I didn't expect the results to come so soon."

"Isn't there a complete result yet, aren't you still talking... Have you arranged the division of labor? Which one will do which section?" Chen Ling asked Feng. In Chen Ling's view, the 1,000-kilometer railway is divided into two at the middle point, each with half, which is very fair.

Mr. Feng motioned Chen Ling to look at the map on the wall and said: "We plan to divide the railway into two parts at this location. However, we haven't assigned it to which one."

"Is there a problem?" Chen Ling was puzzled, "This is going to be investigated, why haven't I spoken and assigned?"

Mr. Feng said: "This point is the middle point, but the amount and difficulty of the two ends may be different. A more accurate result can only be obtained after the survey is completed, so there is no decision on how to allocate it for the time being."

Chen Ling looked at the map and frowned, "Aren't you a bit too caressed about this? Delay things! Old Feng, you will assign it to them now, one for each family."

Lao Feng quickly said: "Mr. Chen, I want both of them to investigate, and then make their own quotes. The lowest price will be paid."

"This idea is very good, but it's a bit slow." Chen Ling said, "We need to speed up the progress. The total price given to us by the Angolan government has been set. After deducting various taxes and fees, our company withdraws 25%. The rest are theirs."

The Chinese in the meeting room stayed. Is it appropriate for such a large project and the price to be set so freely?

Chen Ling saw that everyone was silent, and asked, "Is there a problem?"

Is there a problem? Everyone thinks there is a problem, but I can't tell what the specific problem is.

"If there is no problem, that's it." Chen Ling pointed to the map and said, "The section near the Democratic Republic of Congo will be given to CR company, and the section near Lobito will be given to CS company."

"However, the cost per kilometer is not exactly the same. How do you set the total price for each of these companies?" Feng said the embarrassment.

Chen Ling thought for a while, and said, "It's easy to handle. You two will complete the survey of the entire route together, so that the approximate price per kilometer will be available, and your two will not quarrel. This is the preliminary survey cost. You do it yourself. Feng, what do you think?"

Mr. Feng smiled and said, "That's great, I'm fine."

Can he still have a problem? The distribution of work between the two parties is just a small matter. For a project of nearly 2 billion U.S. dollars, 25% is 500 million U.S. dollars! Chen Ling’s company’s investment in this project is almost negligible, and after all necessary expenses are removed, the net profit is at least US$200 million.

Mr. Feng has never made such simple money in his life.

Chen Ling asked Tang Yongyue again: ‘‘Mr Tang, do you have any questions? The reason why I let your family do the section close to the Democratic Republic of Congo is because you are more familiar with it there. Maybe your family will still have a chance on that railway in the Democratic Republic of Congo in the future. "

Tang Yongyue gave a wry smile and said, "Mr. Chen, you don't know. After we gave up that railway, the Ministry of Transport of the Democratic Republic of Congo has handed it over to a consortium of Belgian and Japanese companies."

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