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Chapter 1706 Help them get out of poverty (first update, please subscribe)
The feeling of getting gold coins can be summed up in one word - awesome!

However, only those who gain gold coins from others can feel this extremely comfortable feeling.

As the party whose gold coins were exploded, they would definitely not feel good.

At this moment, President Nord's mood was extremely complicated, especially after agreeing to lease Walvis Bay to SEA, his mood was like...

“Actually, this is a good thing,”

In the high-speed train compartment, looking at the scenery outside the window, President Nord said to Pique:
"Although we annexed Namibia to South Africa 19 years ago, the international community has never recognized it. Walvis Bay is the most important area among all the cities in Namibia. If the international community forces us to allow local independence in the future, or for our future, allow local independence..."

The independence that Nord refers to is actually very simple - it is to expel the blacks to Namibia and then let them establish an independent country. This is a "secret plan" of the white top leaders. However, this plan is too huge to implement. They will not implement it unless they have no choice, or they do not have the ability to implement it. After all, there are too many local people.

"We leased Walvis Bay to SEA in the name of South Africa, so in the future, after the lease expires, we can still take Walvis Bay back in the name of South Africa, instead of handing it over to those black people along with Namibia."

Selfishness. The elites of every country have their own selfishness.

For the white people in South Africa, they are very clear that one day in the future, even if they are unwilling, they will have to face the issue of black independence, and Namibia is likely to be the first place to be independent. Therefore, for the long-term future, leasing Walvis Bay and surrounding areas to SEA may be a good choice.

"At least we can keep something."

Listening to the president's words, Pique said:

"Yes, at least some of it can be kept, like the British."

They were all Boers and had a natural resistance to the British, but that did not prevent them from learning from the British and learning how the British preserved their property.

Just as President Nord and his entourage, accompanied by Li Guoren, a special director of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, were conducting an island-wide inspection, Taiping's Kangle Pharmaceutical Company also welcomed a guest from South Africa.

The lights in the laboratory were cold, white and bright, and the air was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant.

Dr. Bano stood next to the laboratory table, holding in his hand norethindrone - the world's first contraceptive pill produced by an American pharmaceutical company. Although contraceptives are heavily taxed products in SEA, Kangle Company still produces some contraceptives.

"We need a new class of drugs."

Dr. Bano said as he placed the medicine on the display stand.

Although he was born in Africa, he is white and of course African.

When he spoke, there was an urgency in his eyes, as if he had some kind of burden on his shoulders.

"Dr. Conrad,"

Bano's voice was deep and powerful.
"According to data from the United Nations, poverty in Africa is closely related to fertility rates. Uncontrolled childbearing leads to over-consumption of resources, and education, medical care, employment... everything cannot keep up with population growth. If we want to lift Africa out of poverty, birth control is the only option."

When Dr. Bano said this, he looked completely compassionate, but everyone could see that there was no such expression on his face at all.

Dr. Conrad leaned against the laboratory table, his hands in the pockets of his white coat, his expression calm and slightly thoughtful. His eyes fell on Bano, listening to his "compassionate" words in a relaxed tone, and nodded slightly:
"I understand what you mean, Dr. Bano. But the problem is, as far as I know, fertility customs in Africa are deeply rooted, and many people are resistant to contraceptives. Even if we provide technology, they may not be willing to use it."

Conrad was no stranger to Africa. They also had a Tropical Disease Research Institute in Africa, which had promoted the use of condoms and contraceptives there, but the results were in vain. In places like Africa, women often got pregnant at the age of twelve or thirteen. They were like reproductive machines, giving birth non-stop. However, in many cases, the children had no father.

But this does not prevent Africa's extremely high fertility rate. Especially with the use of drugs such as antibiotics, their birth rate has jumped several levels, which has further aggravated local poverty.

Dr. Bano frowned even more tightly, his hands rested on the lab table, his body leaned forward slightly, and his tone was filled with urgency:
"This is exactly the problem we need to solve. It doesn't matter if they don't have this custom. We can adopt some special ways."

"A special way?"

Dr. Conrad asked curiously:

"What special way?"

"Is there a way to place contraceptives in the human body and work for a long time? For example, an implantable contraceptive device or a long-acting injection? In this way, we don't need to rely on their daily cooperation, but can achieve long-term birth control through a one-time intervention." Dr. Bano further explained:

"Of course, this also means that we need a slow-release, long-acting contraceptive. If we can combine the two and give it to young girls, we can at least ensure that they will not get pregnant before they reach adulthood, which will effectively reduce the local birth rate."

Dr. Conrad's eyes flickered, and he seemed to be interested in Bano's proposal. He stood up, tapped the edge of the laboratory table with his fingers, and said thoughtfully:

"Technically, it's not impossible. We already have some research foundations for long-acting contraceptives, but to bring them to Africa, it will take a lot of clinical trials and financial support."

"You can conduct the experiment directly in South Africa. I will persuade Cape Town to support your experiment."

Dr. Bano smiled slightly, with a look of anticipation in his eyes:
"As for funding, it is also not a problem. If your company is willing to conduct research in this area, the Cecil Rhodes Foundation will provide comprehensive funding. We can cooperate and provide laboratories and funds to jointly promote this project."

"The Cecil Rhodes Foundation?"

Dr. Conrad raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a hint of doubt, "The name sounds familiar."

Dr. Bano nodded, looking calm:
"Yes, Cecil Rhodes is the greatest explorer. He once conquered half of Africa. The Central African Federation, also known as Rhodesia, once belonged to him. This foundation is named after him and is dedicated to improving the social and economic conditions in Africa."

is this real?
The mission of a colonizer's foundation is to improve the social and economic conditions in Africa?
Seems a little strange.

Dr. Conrad's eyes became deep, and he stared at Dr. Bano's face, trying to read more information from his eyes. However, Bano's expression was calm and firm, and he looked completely open and honest.

However, this does not seem to be a problem. After all, the United Nations did express their views on Africa's population growth and believed that if Africa does not limit population growth, it will surely fall into famine and turmoil in the future.
"I see,"

Dr. Conrad said slowly, with a hint of tentativeness in his tone, and asked:

"So, the foundation's goal is to alleviate poverty in Africa through birth control?"

"Not only that, our ultimate goal is to promote the comprehensive development of Africa. If necessary, we will cooperate with relevant UN agencies."

Dr. Bano nodded without hesitation, looked at Dr. Condra and said:
“We believe that controlling population growth is the key to solving the problem of poverty in Africa. The advanced pharmaceutical technology possessed by Kangle Pharmaceuticals will be an important tool to achieve this goal.”

Dr. Conrad was silent for a moment, then smiled faintly and said:
"Okay, Dr. Bano. We will seriously consider your proposal and discuss it with the company's top management. I will inform you as soon as there is any further news."

Dr. Bano showed a satisfied smile on his face. He stretched out his hand and shook hands with Dr. Conrad:

"Thank you very much, Dr. Conrad. I believe that our cooperation will bring great changes to the world."

After seeing off Dr. Bano, Dr. Conrad stood at the door of the laboratory with a complicated expression. He looked at the other person's receding back and whispered to himself:
"Cecil Rhodes... his foundation, why is it that he is suddenly interested in birth control in Africa?"

This is obviously a bit strange.

His fingers unconsciously rubbed his chin, and the historical image of Cecil Rhodes emerged in his mind - an ambitious colonizer, South African diamond king, financier and politician, who established Britain's dominance over southern Africa.

Although he died long ago, the foundation named after him has now proposed a seemingly humanitarian plan.

This plan even overlaps with relevant UN plans, and seems to be really for their own good.

“Maybe, they really just want to help Africa get rid of poverty?”

Dr. Conrad muttered to himself, but there was a hint of uncertainty in his tone. He shook his head, trying to put the doubts in his mind behind him.

"But if someone is willing to fund the research, why should we refuse?"

He smiled self-deprecatingly and walked back to the laboratory. Yes, there was absolutely no reason at all. A few days later, when President Nord and his entourage returned to South Africa after their visit to SEA, there was a small piece of news in the lower right corner of the newspaper. The news was not very eye-catching, but it mentioned that the Cecil Rhodes Foundation provided 200 million British pounds to Kangle Pharmaceutical Company for research on simple drugs to solve medical problems in Africa.

In this troubled world, almost no one paid attention to this news.

(End of this chapter)