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Chapter 301 The Boring Place

The gate of the factory is not the kind of electric sliding door, but two large iron doors that look very heavy. There is a small door on the iron door for single people to enter and exit. If you only look at the door, this factory really looks like a prison. .

There are also two cameras installed on the gate. When Gao Guang and the others want to go out, they have to ask the security guard to open the small door with a key. The sound of the latch and then locking.

The sound made Gao Guang and the others stop in front of the door for a moment, and then Mike, who was always active, said suddenly: "I feel as if I have just been released from prison."

"I'm feeling it too."

"That's right, that's how it feels."

It's normal for Francisco to have been in prison, but has John been in too? Gao Guang couldn't help but look at his three employees, and then John spread his hands and said, "What's the matter, an American who has been in prison Is it rare?"

A truck drove by, kicking up a lot of dust, Gao Guang waved his hands and said, "Let's go."

The road construction here is not bad, there are not too many potholes. Postmasburg is originally located in a dry and rainless area, and the dust is already heavy. In addition, there are manganese ore processing plants everywhere here, most of which are raw ore. In the initial processing of crushing, the dust is naturally bigger.

I walked along this road when I came here, but I didn't look carefully, and this time someone brought someone familiar with the surrounding terrain, so although there is nothing to see, it should be walked around.

There were basically no pedestrians wandering around in the mining town, but Saxon quickly pointed to a hut across the road and said, "This is the nearest store to us, but there is nothing to buy inside."

It was a hut that was almost a shed, with a sunshade outside. Regardless of the hot weather, a woman moved a plastic chair and sat outside, dozing off against the dust on the road.

Mike looked around, smacked his lips, and muttered, "I've basically lost interest in exploring new environments."

Saxon pointed forward and said: "The factories are all on this side of the road, and the opposite side is basically built by locals and workers' families... Slums, yes, I think slums are more appropriate than living areas. My advice to you is Try not to go into the slums because a lot of people have guns and they're very violent."

Are they irritable? I can't tell. Gao Guang looked around, and the few newcomers seemed to be numb, barely responding to the outside world.

Saxon beckoned and said, "This way."

The road here is north-south, and the east side of the road is full of factories. Even if there is an open space between the factories, there is not even a simple shed or small house. On the west side of the road, they are all one by one. The small sheds, some brick houses among them are considered very good, and a few two-story small buildings are even more outstanding.

There's really nothing to see in this shitty place.

Gao Guang and the others walked three to four hundred meters forward, and Saxon pointed to the alley of the slum beside him, and said in a deep voice, "Look where."

Gao Guang looked over and found that wherever he was standing or sitting, he was leaning against a small shed, guarding where he was bored, and he knew what he was doing at a glance.

Basically all of them are black, but the blacks are not the same. Some women look thin and dry, while some look bloated. Good looking beauty.

Mike opened his mouth, then he took a long breath and said, "Don't say there is a [-]% AIDS carrying rate, even if it doesn't, I can't have fun in this kind of place."

Patrick whispered: "It's really not as good as Baghdad."

Francisco spread his hands and said, "Baghdad is a big city."

Several people slowed down as they walked, and then Fang Zhenwu said hesitantly: "Or, let's... go back?"

Saxon whispered, "I'm not interested in hanging out."

"Then go back."

A few people turned around and walked back, and after a few steps, they saw a tall, fat, and strong woman winking at Mike, and then Mike quickly lowered his head and said in a low voice: " Go, go!"

Saxon said lightly: "Don't worry, the gang management here is very strict. Those women don't know how to solicit customers. She will only talk to you if you ask for the price."

Francisco's eyes lit up, and he said, "There are gangsters?"

"Of course there is. How could there be no gangsters in this kind of place?"

Francisco couldn't help but glanced back, and said, "I don't know what the local gangs are like."

Saxon spread his hands and said, "They won't provoke us, and of course, we won't provoke them either."

It took less than [-] minutes to walk, and a layer of dust was already on the body. Several people returned to the gate, Saxon patted on the door, and then the security guard opened the door from the inside. Gao Guang and the others ended their exploration.

Watching the security guard lock the door again, Saxon let out a sigh of relief, and said, "Unless someone is going out, or a vehicle delivering supplies to us is coming in, the door will not be opened. We have no hard and fast regulations, but every Everyone must register before going out, so that no one will find out if they die outside."

"Is it so dangerous?" Gao Guang felt a little surprised. He knew that the law and order in South Africa was quite poor, but he really didn't expect the law and order to be so bad.

"It's not dangerous, it's very, very dangerous. Gangsters won't provoke us, but no one can prevent a drunk from shooting you in a bad mood."

Saxon pointed to the largest building in the factory, and said: "Where is the smelting plant, but you don't need to go there, I won't take you to visit, it is indeed very hot inside, here, this is the cafeteria. "

Looking at his watch, Saxon said, "It's fifteen minutes before we have dinner. We can sit in the cafeteria for a while and have dinner by the way."

It's time to eat, so let's eat.

The canteen is quite big, and the dinner is a buffet. There are no workers coming to eat yet, but there are already prepared dishes outside.

There is a blackboard on the wall with recipes. Gao Guang looked at it. Their dinner consisted of fried chicken, French fries, hamburgers, bread, vegetable salad, fried beef patties, fried meatballs, and vegetable soup.

Drinks are taken by yourself, which is a very common beverage machine, and the cup is placed next to it.

The fried chicken has been put out on the heating plate, the vegetable salad is also on the outside, and the French fries are not there yet, but some kitchen staff are pouring the fried meatballs into the heating plate.

High calorie, high carbohydrate, very typical American diet.

Before it was time to eat, Gao Guang and the others found two four-seaters and sat down. Mike licked his lips and said helplessly: "The food looks pretty good, but I can't maintain a healthy diet here."

The corner of Saxon's mouth twitched, and then he whispered: "The food is not bad, but... continuous eating is a disaster."

It seems that there is nothing to say, and several people fell into silence. If there is no Saxon, Gao Guang and the others may comment on the food, but if Saxon is there, and everyone is unfamiliar, then there is really nothing to say.

After a while, the workers began to pour into the cafeteria, and most of them would glance at Gao Guang who had just arrived, but no one would talk too much at this time.

The taste of the food is actually not bad, Mike ate a fried chicken drumstick with relish, but he quickly discovered a new topic, so he said to Saxon: "The majority of people here are white, but isn't this South Africa? "

"There are also many whites in South Africa." Correcting Mike's mistake, Saxon said immediately: "More than [-]% of the workers here are from the United States, and only a small part of South Africans."

Gao Guang was very surprised, because they were all American workers, so the wages in this factory could not be lowered.

Saxon hesitated, he thought for a moment, but still said to Mike: "No offense, but the blacks here really can't be trusted, you can't trust them at all, at first we tried to recruit workers from the local area, at least Recruit workers from South Africa, but they will try to steal anything, well, the only product we have here is gold, so reliability is more important than anything."

Mike curled his lips and said, "I'm an African-American."

At this time, Francisco suddenly said: "I didn't even see a single woman."

Saxon shrugged again, then he sighed, and said, "We have four women here. It's really not suitable for women to work here. The environment determines that our place is really like a prison."

The conditions in the factory may be good, but it is really too unfree. If those Americans can work with peace of mind, then they must be able to earn much higher wages than at home.

Gao Guang and the others ate for twenty minutes, the first dinner in South Africa was considered finished, and Saxon looked at Gao Guang and the others after eating, and said: "There is no entertainment program at night, we will get together to play billiards and table tennis , will also get together to watch the ball and chat, if you want to come, the place is in the club next to the restaurant, if you want to rest, then you can go back and rest now."

Mike is full of energy, he really doesn't know what is tired, but Gao Guang doesn't want to let Mike go to any social activities, he immediately said: "We need to go back and discuss some things, then we will see you tomorrow."

Saxon said goodbye and left, and after Saxon left, Mike asked curiously: "Is there anything else we need to do? It's boring to go back so early."

Gao Guang said in a low voice: "Now it's not a question of how I will pay you, but a question of how to divide the money. Go back and get the important things done before thinking about entertainment."

　Introduce the environment, and immediately enter the topic.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)