Who would still be a social slave when they are so rich?

Chapter 294: Treat others with their own medicine!
"Everyone in the planting area, listen up, come and gather together!"

A horn sounded throughout the entire planting area, and the busy native black people all raised their heads and looked at their companions.

You look at me and I look at you, both of us look confused.

But the old blacks soon came to their senses, put down their tools, and walked towards the gathering point in the planting area.

Along the way, many black men gathered together and whispered, wondering why they were suddenly called to gather and whether something big had happened.

There were two or three well-informed old blacks in the crowd. Their faces became a little nervous, and a bad premonition vaguely emerged in their hearts.

Soon all the black men in the planting area arrived at the assembly point and saw more than a dozen men wearing helmets and bulletproof vests, holding a variety of automatic weapons in their hands, on the steps.

All of a sudden, all the native black men showed a trace of fear in their eyes, and like frightened quails, they lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look at the guards on the stage.

"Team leader, everyone is here!"

After hearing the team members' report, the leader of the escort team walked to the front with a loudspeaker.

"Ahem~" After testing the sound with a loudspeaker, the team leader spoke in authentic Portuguese: "I called you here today to ask you a few questions. I hope you can give me an answer!"

Hearing this, the native black men who had been lowering their heads raised their heads and looked at the team leader holding the loudspeaker with puzzled expressions. They were curious about what the problem was that they needed to be asked.

After the team leader glanced around and found that everyone was looking at him, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Most of you have worked on this plantation for many years, and many of you have supported your family with the salary from the plantation. Am I right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the native blacks below began to whisper, but no one was willing to be the first to speak out, and they were all waiting for the first person to respond.

Seeing that no one responded, the team leader's face instantly darkened, and his voice became much gloomier, "Why~ Do you all think that you can support your family and it has nothing to do with the plantation?"

There was still silence in the audience. A group of team leaders were so angry at the scene that they laughed. They said that he was an ungrateful person who could never be tamed. They didn't expect it to be true.

Just as he was thinking about how to deal with these indigenous black people to avoid internal unrest later, he saw an elderly black man in the audience take a step forward.

Before the team leader could open his mouth to ask, he heard the oldest black man turn around and look at the black men in all the plantations and talk loudly to himself.

"My name is Houlixie. I am one of the earliest people in the plantation. I am sure many people here know me and my family situation!"

"I'm from a small village nearby called Kalai. The village is not big, with only about 500 to 600 people. It's notoriously poor, and even having enough food is a problem!"

"There are quite a few people in my family, about seven or eight of us. As a result, we often don't have enough to eat. We consider it a Chinese New Year if we can have two meals a day!"

"But!" Hou Lixie's voice suddenly became heavier. "Since I came to work on the plantation, life has been getting better day by day. My family can now have three meals a day, and my children go to school in the city!"

"All these changes were brought to me by the plantation. I believe that I am not the only one in the plantation who has experienced this. I believe that most of you are like this!"

"All of this was given to us by the plantation. I, Houlixie, would like to express my highest respect to the plantation!" After saying this, he turned around and bowed deeply to a group of team leaders on the stage!

After these words, the indigenous black men all showed a look of guilt on their faces.

"Thank You Plantation!" A shout suddenly rang out from the crowd.

After a moment's silence, shouts of gratitude from the plantation rose one after another, and soon merged into a unified and loud voice, resounding throughout the entire planting area.

The team leader smiled when he saw this. After waiting for about four or five seconds, he stretched out his hands and pressed down, indicating that it was almost time for everyone to stop.

The shouting stopped instantly, and everyone looked up at the stage, waiting for the next words from the team leader.

"Yes, the plantation is everyone's support, but now someone wants to take away your jobs, so that you don't have enough food to eat, and your children can't go to school. Are you willing?"

Hearing that someone was going to take their jobs, all the blacks present were suddenly in an uproar. They were so angry, even more excited than when they had just shouted gratitude to the plantation. They all asked the group leaders what was going on.

The team leader was quite satisfied with the reaction of these black men. Only by arousing their emotions and letting them know that they were also the ones who suffered losses would they try every means to resist.

As long as these people's minds are calmed down, the villages around the plantations will also be much more peaceful. After all, the people blacklisted from these plantations are all from those villages, and they are more or less related.

Even if some people are instigated to cause trouble on the plantation, their number can be reduced to a certain extent through these internal blacks.

This was also the solution that Chen Fan and the management team came up with after they learned that those villages were looking for internal accomplices.

Treat others in their own way!
Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming increasingly noisy, the team leader knew it was time to explain what had happened, so he took the loudspeaker and started speaking.

"It's very simple. You all know about the election in Mozambique some time ago. The opposition votes were dissatisfied with the election and started an internal struggle. Many people at the grassroots level joined the robbery without knowing the situation."

"This disturbance has spread to our area. According to reliable information we have received, many people in the surrounding villages, which are also the hometowns of many people present, want to take away the food grown here!"

"Once something like this happens, do you know what it means?"

"It means that the plantation may be closed because of this incident, and you will lose your job and return to the previous state of not having enough food to eat."

"I just want to ask everyone here, do you want to go back to the days when you only had one meal a day? Would you like to?"

When he said the last sentence, the team leader just roared.

"I don't want to!"

"I don't want to!"

"If anyone tries to take my job, I will fight to the end!"

For a while, everyone was excited. No one cared whether those who were about to attack the plantation were from the same village or not. Their own interests were the most important.

On this point, even those black people with a little brain can tell what is the most important thing!
They still know the principle of eating every meal to satisfy their hunger.

"Okay, be quiet for a moment, I'll tell you about the arrangements later!"

After hearing this, the scene instantly fell silent, and the team leader continued, "You will be given half a day off this afternoon, and all employees from nearby villages will go back."

"I hope that when you go back, you can persuade your family members not to have any bad thoughts about the plantation. If they really dare to attack the plantation, don't blame us for being merciless!"

As soon as the team leader finished speaking, the dozen or so members of the guard team standing nearby raised their weapons, the meaning of which was self-evident.

No matter how dumb the black people present were, they understood what attitude this was expressing.

"Also, when you return to the plantation tomorrow, in order to eliminate those with weak wills, all of you will be divided into groups of ten. Once it is discovered that a group of people has sold out the plantation or participated in the robbery, all members of the group will be punished!"

The voice of the team leader was like a winter knife, cutting directly into the bodies of all the old blacks, making them shiver.

"Of course there are punishments and rewards!"

"Boss Chen said that as long as we survive this disaster, all employees will be rewarded with one to three months' salary. As for the specific amount, it depends on your performance!"

Interests are always the best catalyst, especially for those old blacks in the surrounding villages. They are all full of hope and fantasize about returning to the village to calm things down.

By then, maybe I can catch the eye of the plantation boss and get rid of my employee status and become a middle-level manager. "Okay, everyone, go away. Those who just left, go back, and those who just took a break, take a break!" After saying this, the team leader turned around and walked towards the office building in the center of the plantation without caring what the black guys thought.

The old blacks present, especially those from their respective villages, gathered together to discuss how to dissuade the little thoughts that had just arisen in the village.

After some discussion, they all left the plantation together and headed towards their respective villages.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

A team leader knocked gently on the office door, then pushed it open and walked in.

"Mr. Chen, Brother Zhong!"

Chen Fan, who was discussing something, saw a team leader walk in with a smile on his face. He knew that the task assigned to him was completed smoothly.

"Looking at you, I think you have done a great job!" Chen Fan asked with a smile.

The team leader smiled and nodded, saying with a hint of pride: "Well, those black guys are very excited. With a carrot in one hand and a stick in the other, who wouldn't be confused?"

"Well, you did a good job, but you can't be careless. The lessons from the past are still in front of us, so we still have to take it seriously." Chen Fan did not forget to remind them.

After all, these black men are fickle people. Who knows if they will stab the plantation in the back? It is better to be careful just in case.

"Boss Chen, don't worry. I will punish them all. Anyone who dares to disobey me will have to ask if the bullets in my hand are powerful enough!"

"I want to see whether their heads are harder or our bullets are harder!" A fierce look flashed in the eyes of a group leader, and even Chen Fan and the other person beside him felt a chill.

"Okay~ it's good to have this confidence!"

Chen Fan was extremely happy to have such a capable person under his command.

"Mr. Chen, I have a question. Why do you ask employees from nearby villages to return to their respective villages? Aren't you afraid that they will all connect with each other?"

Although they also had a backup plan to prevent these old blacks from turning against them, he just didn't understand why Chen Fan wanted him to do this. He had been thinking about it on the way here, but he just couldn't figure it out.

I simply asked Chen Fan in person, which also cleared up the doubt.

Hearing the question from a team leader, Chen Fan and Gao Zhong looked at each other and laughed.

This made the team leader even more confused. Could it be that the question he asked was stupid?
"Ah Fa~ You must have heard the saying that you can defeat the enemy without fighting!"

Afa, the team leader, nodded silently, looked at Chen Fan quietly, and waited for his next answer.

"There are more than a hundred black men in the planting areas of our park, and most of them are from the surrounding villages. It seems that there are about thirty or forty people in one village. Am I right?" Chen Fan looked at Afa and asked.

Afa thought for a moment and realized that it was indeed as Chen Fan said, some villages even had a population of fifty or sixty people.

"Just think about it, these employees have at least four or five people in their families. That means there are at least two hundred people in a village, half of the plantation!"

"They are all living a normal life now. Do you think they will destroy their own happy lives with their own hands?" Chen Fan showed a smug smile on his face.

Instead, Ah Fa fell into deep thought.

The population of the surrounding villages is usually around a thousand or so at most, and only a few hundred at least, but those employees and their families account for a considerable proportion.

If we can persuade our relatives and friends, it means that the proportion will increase exponentially, and in the end Chen Fan will even become the master and control these villages through the old blacks in the park.

By then, we can give some benefits to the village chiefs and the like. Then, this area will be under the control of their plantation!
Suddenly, Ah Fa felt his scalp tingling and he looked at Chen Fan in shock.

It took him a long time to recover. He looked at Chen Fan and Gao Zhong deeply, gritted his teeth, and asked tentatively: "Mr. Chen, you are not going to take this opportunity to expand your territory?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the smiles on both Chen Fan and Gao Zhong's faces froze, and they looked at Ah Fa in surprise. They had never thought that he could guess their purpose based on their own ideas.

Chen Fan gave Gao Zhong a look, signaling him to close the door. At the same time, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to Afa, and lit one for himself.

After puffing out smoke for a while, Chen Fan slowly said, "You're right, I do have this plan!"

Afa's eyes brightened instantly, but soon dimmed. In the African continent, there are too many ways to make money.

As long as you have a powerful background and influence, you can walk sideways like a crab!
But in his opinion, Chen Fan did not seem to have such strength. At most, he could be the king of the plantation.

Naturally, Chen Fan, who had been paying attention to Ah Fa, noticed the change in his expression. He knew it was time to show some background, or to paint a big picture for Ah Fa!

"I'm not afraid you'll be confused. Half a month ago, I was just a nobody who could barely make a living in Singapore. My cousin bought this plantation from the Huang family in Singapore just to send me here for a proper transformation!"

"The reason why I have this idea is because the power behind my cousin inspires me. If I don't accomplish something big, I won't have the face to go back and see him!"

Hearing this, Ah Fa raised his eyebrows slightly and asked curiously, "Mr. Chen, who is your cousin to make you risk your life like this?"

Hearing Ah Fa's question, Chen Fan knew that the guy had taken the bait. He took two puffs and pressed the cigarette butt that was about to burn out into the ashtray before responding, "You should have heard of the name of IPS Security Company, right?"

"IPS Security Company?" Afa stood up immediately. In Africa, you may not know the armed forces of various countries, but you must know the company IPS.

With their strength, they can be said to be a powerful presence in Africa. How could Afa, who has been here for so many years, not know this?

"Mr. Chen, I wonder what the relationship is between your cousin and IPS?" Ah Fa's mind was full of doubts at this time.

After all, Chen Fan is not very old, so it can be seen that his cousin must be not very old either. Moreover, from what Chen Fan said just now, he does not have a powerful background, otherwise he would not have fallen to Singapore to engage in electronic fraud.

A young man in his twenties, from a mysterious Eastern country, has nothing to do with IPS at all.

"If I say that my cousin is the boss behind IPS, would you believe it?" Chen Fan said calmly.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Ah Fa was completely dumbfounded. The boss behind IPS was a young man in his twenties. Who would believe this if he told others?
But seeing Chen Fan's determined eyes and indifferent expression, Ah Fa couldn't help but believe it. Although he had only been in contact with Chen Fan for a short time, he could tell whether Chen Fan was lying or not.

But he couldn't accept this shocking news for a while, and the hand holding the cigarette began to tremble slightly.

After taking several puffs, Ah Fat's emotions slowly calmed down. He pinched the burning cigarette with his thumb and index finger and put it out.

Chen Fan also knew that Afa had made a decision!

"Mr. Chen, I believe you!" Ah Fa said with a determined look!

"Hahaha~" Chen Fan patted Ah Fa's shoulder excitedly, laughed and said: "Just wait and see, you will thank yourself for making this decision in the future!"

The high school student at the side also smiled and nodded in agreement.

Then the three of them seriously discussed the feasibility of the matter. Chen Fan then learned from Afa that Afa was actually a mercenary. He had been in Africa for a few years and was a little bored, so he found this guard job!

While Chen Fan and his friends were chatting animatedly, the old blacks who had left the plantation also returned to their respective villages.

(End of this chapter)