Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255
This translation is originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com please read it there. and check out other stories too.
There was a green light in front of the straight road, unimpeded, the silver-gray car was not fast, and a woman's profile was exposed through the half-open window, which looked vaguely familiar.
Lu Zhiqiao was stunned, and a figure appeared in her mind. She held on to the window to see more clearly, but the car had already driven away and gradually disappeared from her sight.
The person in the car is very similar to Yan Yan.
Asian woman face. Side profile, straight nose, black hair, fair skin…
There are a lot of Chinese in Gabon, some are sent to work, some are doing business, and some are settled, men and women. If you look at the profile of any Chinese woman, you will probably see these same features.
The world is big and there are not so many coincidences.
She must be dizzy, she thought in her heart, mistaking an Asian woman for Qi Yan.
When the green light came on, the bus turned slowly to the left, facing the straight road, and the silver car had long since disappeared.
Lu Zhiqiao looked away and stopped thinking about it.
A small silver-gray car sped on the straight and wide road. There was melodious and soothing pure music in the car, as thin as running water, but the sound came from the mobile phone.
The resort ahead was getting closer and closer, Qi Yan slowed down, reached out to turn off the music, turned a corner, and slowly drove into the gate of the resort.
She parked the car, opened the door, carried her things, locked the car and went upstairs.
She just arrived in Gabon yesterday, and didn't go anywhere. She slept in the hotel for a day and a night, and she didn't get up until late in the day. She was refreshed and very comfortable. Drive a rented car, go out to buy some ingredients, cook a Chinese meal to comfort her stomach.
She left South Africa a week ago and headed north through Zimbabwe, Angola, and the Democratic Republic of the Congo. She came to Gabon and planned to stay here for a few days to see the largest baobab forest in Africa and take some photos back home.
With the lessons learned in South Africa, she went out as low-key as possible, bought two floral gowns worn by local women, wrapped her headscarves, dressed herself plainly, brought only a small amount of cash, and drove whenever she could.
Although the journey was hard, she didn't meet any robbers again. While walking, playing and taking pictures of the scenery, she felt comfortable and gained a lot.
During this period, she bravely went to the slums, and without getting close, she drove by the side and forgot to take a few glances. She saw black children in ragged clothes squatting by the garbage dump to pick up food. Out of fear, she didn't stay long, just took a few photos in a hurry and left.
Halfway through the journey, she got her wish and took pictures of the scenery she had been longing for, and gained a great sense of satisfaction. In comparison, the experience of being robbed in South Africa is not worth mentioning.
She chatted with Chi Nian on Wechat.
[It's a pity you didn't come]
[It's your loss]
[Sinister smile]
Chi Nian sent three "angry" emoticons in a row.
[Wait for me to unload, take me there again]
[Ok]
Climbing to the third floor, Qi Yan put away her mobile phone, and when she looked up, she saw a mess at the end of the corridor. She paused, walked forward, and saw a tall and thin boy fall out in embarrassment.
Two pillows flew out of the room and landed on his face with precision, and he quickly reached out to catch them.
--boom
The door slammed shut.
It's next to the room where Qi Yan stays.
Qi Yan stopped at the door of the room, while the boy gave her an embarrassed smile, she also curled up her mouth, nodded her understanding, and turned to enter the room.
This resort is the best hotel in Gallon, with apartment-style suites. Qi Yan booked it early when she was in South Africa, so that she could fully rest once she arrived here, to recharge her energy and continue to go north. From yesterday to now, she is quite satisfied. The only unfortunate thing is that the next door is a bit noisy.
There was a young Caucasian couple living next door. When she moved in yesterday, it was the same scene as today. The girl kept throwing things outside, and the boy picked them up while picking them up, he will be locked outside the room.
At that time, the boy apologized to her and explained that her girlfriend was in a bad mood, and he would quickly comfort her and try not to affect other residents.
Qi Yan didn't mind.
It's normal for couples to fight, just hug and coax them. Besides, the boy is quite good-looking, blond and blue-eyed, sunny and handsome, with a good attitude and politeness. Who has the heart to shame such a person? she thought.
Then she woke up from her nap and heard the door next door open and the sound of very soft whispers coming from it and thought: Mm, they made up.
In the middle of the night, she was sleeping in a daze, and was awakened by the movement in the corridor. After hearing a few words, the girl next door seemed to be losing her temper, throwing things out, speaking intermittently, and was inarticulate. Then she heard crying, and protests from other room occupants.
She even heard the familiar Chinese.
The world is a big place, and compatriots are everywhere.
It didn't take long before the commotion stopped. She heard the boy apologize to the occupants who came out to complain, and then fell asleep again in a daze.
As the saying goes, never do things more than three times, when she woke up, she thought that if the next door gets noisy again, she would change the room. But it was the peak tourist season after all, and the hotel might not have any extra rooms for her to change, so she prayed in her heart that the young couple would stop causing trouble.
God did not hear her prayers...
Qi Yan closed the door and sighed. She is easy to talk to most of the time, but when her own rights are violated, she is not a soft persimmon that is easy to pinch.
She will complain to the hotel later.
Due to the limited ingredients and kitchen utensils, Qi Yan made three dishes and one soup, and watched a documentary on the origin of human beings while eating.
After eating, she packed the tableware, called the front desk to explain the situation, and was going to go down.
The room was near the end of the corridor, and as soon as Qi Yan opened the door, she saw the boy standing on the balcony, with his hands propped up on the railing, his head drooping slightly, his tall and thin back looking a bit lonely.
The sun fell on his shoulders, and the hot wind from the field blew over. He remained motionless, his broad shoulders showing a bit of firmness.
Qi Yan was stunned and narrowed her eyes slightly.
His girlfriend acted like that, he got kicked out three times in two days, and still managed to be so calm. She has to say that this little brother has a really good temper. She thought again.
If it were her, they would break up on the spot!
Qi Yan was inexplicably sympathetic to the little brother, walked over with her reckless legs l, tilted her head, and whispered: "Hi, are you okay?"
Hearing the sound, the little brother turned around, froze, and smiled at her. His blue eyes were as pure as gemstones, and he apologized: "I'm really sorry for disturbing you, I'm sorry."
His tone is sincere, his smile is gentle and kind, and he has a face like a little fresh meat in an American TV series, which makes people unable to lose their temper.
"Uh, it's okay." Qi Yan smiled friendly, and pointed to the door next door, "Is your girlfriend okay?"
The little brother was startled, with a look of loneliness in his eyes, and then smiled and said: "She's suffering from bipolar disorder. We have encountered bad things recently, and she is not emotionally stable." Thinking of something, he added: "We will leave here in the afternoon and go back home, I am very sorry."
The term was somewhat familiar, and Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, then realized that it was bipolar disorder, and was momentarily at a loss for words.
When she was studying in Canada, she had a Japanese classmate who was suffering from bipolar disorder. She was often hyperactive and happy for a while, and depressed and negative the other time. She needed to take medicine to control it. Her classmate's boyfriend complained to everyone in private many times, and they finally broke up.
Because she didn't understand and the matter had nothing to do with him, Qi Yan felt sympathetic to the man at that time.
Later, when she returned to China to teach, she witnessed a student in her class drop out of school due to bipolar disorder, so she began to understand this aspect. At that time, she thought about what she should do if someone around her suffered from a similar disease in the future.
She suddenly sympathized with the little brother's girlfriend again.
"I'm sorry, I want to ask, don't you feel irritable when your girlfriend is sick? It's like yesterday and today..." Qi Yan choked and closed her mouth, feeling that it was too presumptuous and impolite for her to ask such a question.
It's none of her business, what's the point of gossiping.
He has a girlfriend, but she doesn't have one yet, so why worry about others. Qi Yan thought.
The little brother was not angry because of her blunt words, but thought for a moment, then nodded seriously: "Yes, I think it's just normal." After speaking, he raised his eyes to look at the vast wilderness, his blue eyes lighted up slightly, the corners of his mouth rose gently, "But I love her, and I accept everything about her."
Qi Yan frowned, followed his gaze, and saw two deer walking leisurely in the field.
"Aren't you afraid? Once your patience reaches the bottom line?"
"I'm mentally prepared, I will accompany her." The little brother shook his head.
Suddenly, a subtle feeling flashed through Qi Yan's heart, and it disappeared before she could grasp it. She instinctively wanted to dig deeper into this question, so she continued: "You can give her company, but if she can't give you happiness, you can just give up..."
Halfway through her speech, her face changed slightly, wishing she could bite her own tongue.
She sounds like a person trying to sow discord and seduce someone.
But don't get her wrong.
"I'm sorry, this is your privacy, I crossed the line, I'm sorry." Qi Yan looked at him, smiled awkwardly, and turned to leave.
The little brother was still staring at the wilderness, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, as if he was talking to himself: "I am very happy when I see her, and I am even happier when I see her getting better gradually, but I can't demand other people to feel the same....I'm really sorry, let me apologize to you and all the guests on her behalf." He finished and turned around.
Qi Yan had already walked to the door of the room, she stopped when she heard the sound, turned around, and met the little brother's apologetic gaze.
His eyes are clear and clean, just like the sky on the prairie.
"It's okay." Qi Yan smiled, "I hope you are happy."
She was about to walk towards the stairwell, so she turned around, stretched out her hand and pushed open the door of her room, and entered.
The landline in the room rang, and it was the front desk staff who called, telling them that there was no room available to change, and asked if she needed someone to come and talk to the guest next door.
Qi Yan had already given up the idea, and quietly said no, and hung up the phone.
She lay down on the bed, staring at the ceiling, melancholy suddenly surging in her heart, inexplicable, like a ball of cotton stuck to her chest.
She suddenly thought of Lu Zhiqiao.
When she first saw that document, it is no exaggeration to say that for a moment she classified Lu Zhiqiao into the category of "mentally ill". She thought that she was not the "Holy Mother" and had no confidence in saving those who were in shackles. Instead of leaving because of losing patience in the future, it is better to sever contact now. She was hesitant because it wasn't that easy for her.
Especially when she saw that Lu Zhiqiao took the initiative to keep her and confide everything to her, it was even more difficult for her to make a choice.
Thinking about it now, it was just cowardice.
Ms. Lin is right. Whether two people are compatible and whether they have a future can only be known after getting together.
Even if the current problems are solved, new problems may arise in the future once they are together, and this is the meaning grinding. This is a necessary stage for a relationship. She is so brave, how could she be afraid.
She loves Lu Zhiqiao, she is happy seeing her, so she can accept everything about her, and she is willing to accompany her to slowly get better.
The phone rang.
Qi Yan suddenly came back to her senses, took it over to read, it was a WeChat message sent by her daughter.
[Mom went to Africa on a business trip yesterday]
She stared at the words on the screen, froze for a moment, then sat up and typed: [Which country?]
Her daughter replied in seconds: [I checked, the full name is Gabon Republic]
"!!!"
Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255
This translation is originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com please read it there. and check out other stories too.
As far as China's electronic products are concerned, Africa is a huge market, and its potential cannot be underestimated. Over the years, the company has always attached great importance to the African market. From expanding business through local buyers to setting up branches in several major countries, the cake has been made big enough.
Lu Zhiqiao came here this time to inspect the performance of the branch company and plan the projects for the second half of the year, and to participate in the China-Africa Trade Exhibition. There are so many things to do, so their itinerary is very tight.
At noon on the day when they arrived in Gabon, Mr. Zhang from the branch welcomed the team and invited everyone to the special seafood feast there. It was very lively and grand. In the afternoon, Lu Zhiqiao had a small meeting with the management to check the performance report, and was busy until night.
On the second day, they held a project planning meeting, on the third day, they went to various stores in the morning, and in the afternoon, they went to visit the factory in the small border town of Tasang, and on the fourth day, they prepared for the trade show…
Near the equator, the temperature is high all year round, the climate is hot and humid, and the air is stuffy and humid.
Sitting in the car heading to the border of Tasang, Lu Zhiqiao felt a bit drowsy. She had been overloaded for the past two days and was exhausted. Due to not adapting to the climate here, she had a red rash on her body, itching but not daring to scratch, which was very difficult to endure.
Sitting beside her is Mr. Zhang, followed by the technical director who came with her, two managers, and several employees of the branch.
All the big men in the car, she is the only woman.
She suppressed her drowsiness and looked at the scenery outside the window.
From the urban area to the suburbs, from the city to the wilderness, the car drove on this road built with Chinese aid, and it took about one and a half hours to reach the destination.
Tasang is a small city on the border of Gabon. Many Chinese companies have factories here. In the suburbs, rows of reinforced concrete factories can be seen, which are quite magnificent.
But at the same time, this place is not peaceful. Civilian armed forces roam around the border all year round, playing hide-and-seek with government forces, fighting guerrillas, and creating small disturbances from time to time, so the city is sparsely populated.
After getting out of the car, Lu Zhiqiao followed Mr. Zhang to visit the factory.
Three large workshops and seven production lines.
"Vice-president Lu, this is..."
--boom!
There was a loud noise, and the ground under her feet suddenly shook, like an earthquake. Mr. Zhang, who hadn't finished speaking, was taken aback. He raised his eyes and looked around. Lu Zhiqiao leaned on the wall and frowned: "What's going on, is there an earthquake?"
"Return immediately, get in the car first." Mr. Zhang reacted quickly, made a gesture, and took out his mobile phone to make a call.
Lu Zhiqiao was a little dazed, her legs moved instinctively, and she retreated surrounded by everyone.
At that moment, her mind went blank.
The passenger car parked outside the factory and waited. Lu Zhiqiao withdrew from the crowd, looked around blankly, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a woman with a camera running towards her...
Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255
This translation is originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com please read it there. and check out other stories too.
There was a green light in front of the straight road, unimpeded, the silver-gray car was not fast, and a woman's profile was exposed through the half-open window, which looked vaguely familiar.
Lu Zhiqiao was stunned, and a figure appeared in her mind. She held on to the window to see more clearly, but the car had already driven away and gradually disappeared from her sight.
The person in the car is very similar to Yan Yan.
Asian woman face. Side profile, straight nose, black hair, fair skin…
There are a lot of Chinese in Gabon, some are sent to work, some are doing business, and some are settled, men and women. If you look at the profile of any Chinese woman, you will probably see these same features.
The world is big and there are not so many coincidences.
She must be dizzy, she thought in her heart, mistaking an Asian woman for Qi Yan.
When the green light came on, the bus turned slowly to the left, facing the straight road, and the silver car had long since disappeared.
Lu Zhiqiao looked away and stopped thinking about it.
A small silver-gray car sped on the straight and wide road. There was melodious and soothing pure music in the car, as thin as running water, but the sound came from the mobile phone.
The resort ahead was getting closer and closer, Qi Yan slowed down, reached out to turn off the music, turned a corner, and slowly drove into the gate of the resort.
She parked the car, opened the door, carried her things, locked the car and went upstairs.
She just arrived in Gabon yesterday, and didn't go anywhere. She slept in the hotel for a day and a night, and she didn't get up until late in the day. She was refreshed and very comfortable. Drive a rented car, go out to buy some ingredients, cook a Chinese meal to comfort her stomach.
She left South Africa a week ago and headed north through Zimbabwe, Angola, and the Democratic Republic of the Congo. She came to Gabon and planned to stay here for a few days to see the largest baobab forest in Africa and take some photos back home.
With the lessons learned in South Africa, she went out as low-key as possible, bought two floral gowns worn by local women, wrapped her headscarves, dressed herself plainly, brought only a small amount of cash, and drove whenever she could.
Although the journey was hard, she didn't meet any robbers again. While walking, playing and taking pictures of the scenery, she felt comfortable and gained a lot.
During this period, she bravely went to the slums, and without getting close, she drove by the side and forgot to take a few glances. She saw black children in ragged clothes squatting by the garbage dump to pick up food. Out of fear, she didn't stay long, just took a few photos in a hurry and left.
Halfway through the journey, she got her wish and took pictures of the scenery she had been longing for, and gained a great sense of satisfaction. In comparison, the experience of being robbed in South Africa is not worth mentioning.
She chatted with Chi Nian on Wechat.
[It's a pity you didn't come]
[It's your loss]
[Sinister smile]
Chi Nian sent three "angry" emoticons in a row.
[Wait for me to unload, take me there again]
[Ok]
Climbing to the third floor, Qi Yan put away her mobile phone, and when she looked up, she saw a mess at the end of the corridor. She paused, walked forward, and saw a tall and thin boy fall out in embarrassment.
Two pillows flew out of the room and landed on his face with precision, and he quickly reached out to catch them.
--boom
The door slammed shut.
It's next to the room where Qi Yan stays.
Qi Yan stopped at the door of the room, while the boy gave her an embarrassed smile, she also curled up her mouth, nodded her understanding, and turned to enter the room.
This resort is the best hotel in Gallon, with apartment-style suites. Qi Yan booked it early when she was in South Africa, so that she could fully rest once she arrived here, to recharge her energy and continue to go north. From yesterday to now, she is quite satisfied. The only unfortunate thing is that the next door is a bit noisy.
There was a young Caucasian couple living next door. When she moved in yesterday, it was the same scene as today. The girl kept throwing things outside, and the boy picked them up while picking them up, he will be locked outside the room.
At that time, the boy apologized to her and explained that her girlfriend was in a bad mood, and he would quickly comfort her and try not to affect other residents.
Qi Yan didn't mind.
It's normal for couples to fight, just hug and coax them. Besides, the boy is quite good-looking, blond and blue-eyed, sunny and handsome, with a good attitude and politeness. Who has the heart to shame such a person? she thought.
Then she woke up from her nap and heard the door next door open and the sound of very soft whispers coming from it and thought: Mm, they made up.
In the middle of the night, she was sleeping in a daze, and was awakened by the movement in the corridor. After hearing a few words, the girl next door seemed to be losing her temper, throwing things out, speaking intermittently, and was inarticulate. Then she heard crying, and protests from other room occupants.
She even heard the familiar Chinese.
The world is a big place, and compatriots are everywhere.
It didn't take long before the commotion stopped. She heard the boy apologize to the occupants who came out to complain, and then fell asleep again in a daze.
As the saying goes, never do things more than three times, when she woke up, she thought that if the next door gets noisy again, she would change the room. But it was the peak tourist season after all, and the hotel might not have any extra rooms for her to change, so she prayed in her heart that the young couple would stop causing trouble.
God did not hear her prayers...
Qi Yan closed the door and sighed. She is easy to talk to most of the time, but when her own rights are violated, she is not a soft persimmon that is easy to pinch.
She will complain to the hotel later.
Due to the limited ingredients and kitchen utensils, Qi Yan made three dishes and one soup, and watched a documentary on the origin of human beings while eating.
After eating, she packed the tableware, called the front desk to explain the situation, and was going to go down.
The room was near the end of the corridor, and as soon as Qi Yan opened the door, she saw the boy standing on the balcony, with his hands propped up on the railing, his head drooping slightly, his tall and thin back looking a bit lonely.
The sun fell on his shoulders, and the hot wind from the field blew over. He remained motionless, his broad shoulders showing a bit of firmness.
Qi Yan was stunned and narrowed her eyes slightly.
His girlfriend acted like that, he got kicked out three times in two days, and still managed to be so calm. She has to say that this little brother has a really good temper. She thought again.
If it were her, they would break up on the spot!
Qi Yan was inexplicably sympathetic to the little brother, walked over with her reckless legs l, tilted her head, and whispered: "Hi, are you okay?"
Hearing the sound, the little brother turned around, froze, and smiled at her. His blue eyes were as pure as gemstones, and he apologized: "I'm really sorry for disturbing you, I'm sorry."
His tone is sincere, his smile is gentle and kind, and he has a face like a little fresh meat in an American TV series, which makes people unable to lose their temper.
"Uh, it's okay." Qi Yan smiled friendly, and pointed to the door next door, "Is your girlfriend okay?"
The little brother was startled, with a look of loneliness in his eyes, and then smiled and said: "She's suffering from bipolar disorder. We have encountered bad things recently, and she is not emotionally stable." Thinking of something, he added: "We will leave here in the afternoon and go back home, I am very sorry."
The term was somewhat familiar, and Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, then realized that it was bipolar disorder, and was momentarily at a loss for words.
When she was studying in Canada, she had a Japanese classmate who was suffering from bipolar disorder. She was often hyperactive and happy for a while, and depressed and negative the other time. She needed to take medicine to control it. Her classmate's boyfriend complained to everyone in private many times, and they finally broke up.
Because she didn't understand and the matter had nothing to do with him, Qi Yan felt sympathetic to the man at that time.
Later, when she returned to China to teach, she witnessed a student in her class drop out of school due to bipolar disorder, so she began to understand this aspect. At that time, she thought about what she should do if someone around her suffered from a similar disease in the future.
She suddenly sympathized with the little brother's girlfriend again.
"I'm sorry, I want to ask, don't you feel irritable when your girlfriend is sick? It's like yesterday and today..." Qi Yan choked and closed her mouth, feeling that it was too presumptuous and impolite for her to ask such a question.
It's none of her business, what's the point of gossiping.
He has a girlfriend, but she doesn't have one yet, so why worry about others. Qi Yan thought.
The little brother was not angry because of her blunt words, but thought for a moment, then nodded seriously: "Yes, I think it's just normal." After speaking, he raised his eyes to look at the vast wilderness, his blue eyes lighted up slightly, the corners of his mouth rose gently, "But I love her, and I accept everything about her."
Qi Yan frowned, followed his gaze, and saw two deer walking leisurely in the field.
"Aren't you afraid? Once your patience reaches the bottom line?"
"I'm mentally prepared, I will accompany her." The little brother shook his head.
Suddenly, a subtle feeling flashed through Qi Yan's heart, and it disappeared before she could grasp it. She instinctively wanted to dig deeper into this question, so she continued: "You can give her company, but if she can't give you happiness, you can just give up..."
Halfway through her speech, her face changed slightly, wishing she could bite her own tongue.
She sounds like a person trying to sow discord and seduce someone.
But don't get her wrong.
"I'm sorry, this is your privacy, I crossed the line, I'm sorry." Qi Yan looked at him, smiled awkwardly, and turned to leave.
The little brother was still staring at the wilderness, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, as if he was talking to himself: "I am very happy when I see her, and I am even happier when I see her getting better gradually, but I can't demand other people to feel the same....I'm really sorry, let me apologize to you and all the guests on her behalf." He finished and turned around.
Qi Yan had already walked to the door of the room, she stopped when she heard the sound, turned around, and met the little brother's apologetic gaze.
His eyes are clear and clean, just like the sky on the prairie.
"It's okay." Qi Yan smiled, "I hope you are happy."
She was about to walk towards the stairwell, so she turned around, stretched out her hand and pushed open the door of her room, and entered.
The landline in the room rang, and it was the front desk staff who called, telling them that there was no room available to change, and asked if she needed someone to come and talk to the guest next door.
Qi Yan had already given up the idea, and quietly said no, and hung up the phone.
She lay down on the bed, staring at the ceiling, melancholy suddenly surging in her heart, inexplicable, like a ball of cotton stuck to her chest.
She suddenly thought of Lu Zhiqiao.
When she first saw that document, it is no exaggeration to say that for a moment she classified Lu Zhiqiao into the category of "mentally ill". She thought that she was not the "Holy Mother" and had no confidence in saving those who were in shackles. Instead of leaving because of losing patience in the future, it is better to sever contact now. She was hesitant because it wasn't that easy for her.
Especially when she saw that Lu Zhiqiao took the initiative to keep her and confide everything to her, it was even more difficult for her to make a choice.
Thinking about it now, it was just cowardice.
Ms. Lin is right. Whether two people are compatible and whether they have a future can only be known after getting together.
Even if the current problems are solved, new problems may arise in the future once they are together, and this is the meaning grinding. This is a necessary stage for a relationship. She is so brave, how could she be afraid.
She loves Lu Zhiqiao, she is happy seeing her, so she can accept everything about her, and she is willing to accompany her to slowly get better.
The phone rang.
Qi Yan suddenly came back to her senses, took it over to read, it was a WeChat message sent by her daughter.
[Mom went to Africa on a business trip yesterday]
She stared at the words on the screen, froze for a moment, then sat up and typed: [Which country?]
Her daughter replied in seconds: [I checked, the full name is Gabon Republic]
"!!!"
Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255
This translation is originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com please read it there. and check out other stories too.
As far as China's electronic products are concerned, Africa is a huge market, and its potential cannot be underestimated. Over the years, the company has always attached great importance to the African market. From expanding business through local buyers to setting up branches in several major countries, the cake has been made big enough.
Lu Zhiqiao came here this time to inspect the performance of the branch company and plan the projects for the second half of the year, and to participate in the China-Africa Trade Exhibition. There are so many things to do, so their itinerary is very tight.
At noon on the day when they arrived in Gabon, Mr. Zhang from the branch welcomed the team and invited everyone to the special seafood feast there. It was very lively and grand. In the afternoon, Lu Zhiqiao had a small meeting with the management to check the performance report, and was busy until night.
On the second day, they held a project planning meeting, on the third day, they went to various stores in the morning, and in the afternoon, they went to visit the factory in the small border town of Tasang, and on the fourth day, they prepared for the trade show…
Near the equator, the temperature is high all year round, the climate is hot and humid, and the air is stuffy and humid.
Sitting in the car heading to the border of Tasang, Lu Zhiqiao felt a bit drowsy. She had been overloaded for the past two days and was exhausted. Due to not adapting to the climate here, she had a red rash on her body, itching but not daring to scratch, which was very difficult to endure.
Sitting beside her is Mr. Zhang, followed by the technical director who came with her, two managers, and several employees of the branch.
All the big men in the car, she is the only woman.
She suppressed her drowsiness and looked at the scenery outside the window.
From the urban area to the suburbs, from the city to the wilderness, the car drove on this road built with Chinese aid, and it took about one and a half hours to reach the destination.
Tasang is a small city on the border of Gabon. Many Chinese companies have factories here. In the suburbs, rows of reinforced concrete factories can be seen, which are quite magnificent.
But at the same time, this place is not peaceful. Civilian armed forces roam around the border all year round, playing hide-and-seek with government forces, fighting guerrillas, and creating small disturbances from time to time, so the city is sparsely populated.
After getting out of the car, Lu Zhiqiao followed Mr. Zhang to visit the factory.
Three large workshops and seven production lines.
"Vice-president Lu, this is..."
--boom!
There was a loud noise, and the ground under her feet suddenly shook, like an earthquake. Mr. Zhang, who hadn't finished speaking, was taken aback. He raised his eyes and looked around. Lu Zhiqiao leaned on the wall and frowned: "What's going on, is there an earthquake?"
"Return immediately, get in the car first." Mr. Zhang reacted quickly, made a gesture, and took out his mobile phone to make a call.
Lu Zhiqiao was a little dazed, her legs moved instinctively, and she retreated surrounded by everyone.
At that moment, her mind went blank.
The passenger car parked outside the factory and waited. Lu Zhiqiao withdrew from the crowd, looked around blankly, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a woman with a camera running towards her...
