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Chapter 1291 The competition here is far more intense than imagined

"If it's that kind of finished gold and silver jewelry, you can buy it at a very high price in China, but here they all turn it into that kind of raw material, but they cherish copper, hey..."

Ji Donglai videotaped Yang Xue. Looking at the gold and silver jewelry that the locals brought to Ji Donglai, Yang Xue's eyes were full of regret.

Some people even brought buttons from the British army's coats or Soviet military medals, not many of which were valuable.

"How are you doing there? I'm going south this time too. Is Dabao still behaving well?"

After the identification of various accessories, Ji Donglai asked Ran Bo to take everyone out, and he and Yang Xue chatted alone.

"Zhensheng asked me to stay in Hangzhou to study, and I'll go back in a few days. The little guy is pretty good, but he bites people from time to time. It's a bit messy here. It's best not to bring the Mi army behind you here. There are many Taliban around, and you might be retaliated against."

Knowing that Ji Donglai had been protected by the precious army this time, Yang Xue was relieved and kept reminding Ji Donglai of the complexity of the situation here.

The entire Afohan seems to have been controlled by the soldiers. In fact, there are many families here that have been passed down for thousands of years. These people not only have guns but also things that the soldiers cannot access.

The religious power and clan strength here are very strong. People who run a certain business are likely to be one family. Once you offend, you will not be able to enter this industry again.

In addition, there are several countries here that are a headache for the American army, so the forces of all parties are now intertwined, and Yang Xue understands this deeply.

"Don't worry, I know what's going on. We'll go there in two or three days. Some mechanical repair shops have opened there. The students we trained locally in the past two years have now come into play. I'll go over to express my condolences."

"In addition, I would like to consider building a local renewable resources company. It is a bit far to transport refined oil from the north. In addition, we can also establish some new investments locally to avoid being taken advantage of by sudden changes here."

Thinking of the changes in the world situation, Ji Donglai and Yang Xue's words were very vague.

Yang Xue didn't ask any more questions. The next day, Ji Donglai's convoy began to go south. The Mi army sent half of it. Ji Donglai asked Ran Bo to give the other party a large commission, and then they all headed to Baisha under Omar's arrangement. A small town near Wa.

This is also a relatively busy small city in Afghanistan. Unlike the various wars that occur from time to time in the north, it is relatively peaceful here. People with guns appear occasionally, but there are not many.

"Mane..."

Ji Donglai only poked his head out of the car once. The locals immediately noticed Ji Donglai's oriental face, and immediately a group of children rushed towards the car.

Several locals on the guard side came over with guns raised and threw the picker out.

Ji Donglai couldn't help but frown. The assistant had even prepared money.

"Don't give them a dime. These people are Sainits, or you can call them Saits. In Pashto, it is translated as professional beggars. They do nothing at all and specialize in begging." and stealing.”

"You give him a little money, and immediately a lot of people will rush to ask you for money. A Korean man came here before, and his pants were taken off. Fortunately, it was a local translator, otherwise it would not be possible. She was taken by the locals to be used as a woman." The local translator immediately stopped Assistant Ji Donglai's ignorant behavior. Only then did Ji Donglai realize that he seemed to have made a common sense mistake. It seemed that he did not watch when he came out this time. The company's brochure, as for the assistant, was blushing to the point of his neck. After all, the other party was professionally equipped for him.

Before coming here, I had to read the company's local documents thoroughly. The other party also memorized them, but he immediately forgot them when he arrived locally.

"Are there people from other countries here?"

Nodding to the translator, Ji Donglai stepped over the assistant this time and started asking directly.

"Yes, many of the medicinal materials you purchased are also purchased by Indians, but their prices are very low and they make more. There are also many people who believe in Muslims in their country. You know that many people think that religious identity is more important than business. important."

"We locals trust Pakistanis and Indians more than you do, because you rarely came here before. There are many businessmen from them in Peshawar, and we locals go to them to do business."

"There are many Pakistanis in our Yiyuan Manufacturing repair shop. I saw them last time I went there. They are very good at eating and crying. By the way, many local hospitals are run by Indians. They treat diseases better than us. The locals are much stronger and know our taboos, so they are very respected.”

As the translator spoke, Ji Donglai's expression became solemn and he turned to his assistant. The other person's eyes were blank because this was not mentioned in the company's documents.

This gave Ji Donglai a strong sense of crisis in his heart. Not for anyone else, but for himself, he strictly ordered all managers in the company to take the summary of local management experience seriously.

Ji Donglai of the Six Central Asian Countries had already begun their layout. As for Afghanistan, Ji Donglai was almost the first to have people from the company come over for inspection and paid very important attention.

However, this important information from the local people has not been written down for five or six years. This means that once Ji Donglai starts large-scale investment here, he will not know who to avoid or who to use as a reference point.

Looking at the almost identical faces around him, Ji Donglai learned in detail from the translator how to distinguish Indians, Pakistanis and locals.

The translator was also very patient. The assistant's hands were constantly flying on the keyboard, recording every detail.

"Haokun, I'll be at Yang Xue's place soon. I'll ask my assistant to give you a report later and add it to our company's database immediately. The management here must familiarize themselves with me and check it for me. Who was the manager who was sent to Afohan once to investigate why these materials were not entered into our company’s archives, and then fire me.”

After spending so much money to go out, hoping to put more eyes on this land, but found that his money was wasted, Ji Donglai felt like he had been fooled.

Jiang Haokun immediately started investigating. In fact, this matter was not difficult because these people had resigned.

When Ji Donglai photographed this group of people traveling to six Central Asian countries, some of them were Afghan students studying in China. Without exception, these people stayed in Afghanistan, waiting for Ji Donglai's call.

This information is not important to this group of people. As for the international students and managers who came here early, they all made up stories in the office without exception. Many of the information was obtained through chatting with the translators, real first-hand information. very few.

(End of this chapter)