I'm a warlord in Africa!

Chapter 37 I Really Gave Too Much
Cheng Mu didn't take Park Ji-soo's matter too seriously. After all, women were just spice in his life, and he knew what was important and what was not.

If we conquer the entire Black Continent, we will find all kinds of women.

However, we have to be careful with Park Ji-soo and it would be better to be gentle towards her later on.

After all, girls of this age, who have not experienced any setbacks since childhood, are more extreme in love.

The little princess of Samsung Group committed suicide just because her father didn't allow her to be with her boyfriend.

The Samsung chairman, who had been a powerful figure all his life, was so scared that he didn't even dare to stop his eldest daughter from marrying a security guard.

Cheng Mu pinched his eyebrows, lay down on the bed beside him and slowly fell asleep.

The next day, Cheng Mu's soldiers took the housekeeper to take a look at the so-called factory.

This factory building is actually a huge abandoned factory area.

The ceilings of many factories here are full of large holes, and the walls are almost completely broken.

However, Cheng Mu has already decided to build the OEM factory here. As for the factory building, it just needs to be repaired and usable. Anyway, the high-tech products produced there are not those with high environmental requirements.

Do you really expect to provide such a good employment environment for the Nigs?

As Niggas, their destiny was to be slaves, not to enjoy a good life!

The housekeeper's heart was pounding as he looked at the ruins.

This doesn't even meet the work standards of the OEM factory!
Apart from anything else, when summer comes, the temperature in Heizhou can reach as high as 40 degrees. With so many people working in such a place, won’t they die of the heat?
But looking at the fully armed soldiers holding automatic rifles beside him, the butler said sincerely: "This place is great, I think it's okay!"

After deciding on the location for the foundry, Cheng Mu asked his men to post job advertisements in the local area.

Although the conditions offered seemed too tough for Cheng Mu to handle, there was still a long queue of people signing up.

And the way they looked at Cheng Mu's portrait was full of gratitude.

Mr. C is so great. He not only gave us jobs, but also paid us!
At the same time, the installation of cameras in Cheng Muzhi's field is also proceeding at a rapid pace.

Thanks to the influence of the badge and the fact that most of the young and able-bodied workforce had a job that could support their families, the crime rate in Kundi State plummeted.

Before, various vicious incidents such as theft, robbery, and shooting in the streets occurred frequently, and no one even dared to go out on the streets after dark.

And now, the Nigs' lives are getting better and better.

But this is far from enough for Cheng Mu.

The people's livelihood issues have been temporarily resolved, but there are still countless problems waiting for him ahead.

In Kundi State alone, there are countless hidden mineral resources that have yet to be discovered.

These resources are more useful than rice knives.

Things that cannot be exchanged for rice and knives, can definitely be exchanged for resources, such as some large-scale lethal weapons.

The fear of insufficient firepower has always been hanging over Cheng Mu's head, following him like a shadow.

But he also understood that the road must be taken step by step, and that is all later.

What we need to do now is to build a small military factory first.

Putting aside other things, we must produce our own bullets.

A survey shows that during World War II, it took about 25,000 bullets to kill each enemy.

This was the strongest American army on earth at that time.

Then during the Iraq War, the US military had to use almost 300,000 rounds of bullets to kill one enemy.

Of course, no one dared to ask whether these bullets were fired or "damaged", but that's how it was reported anyway.

The US military fought the Iraq War for seven years and spent more than 3 trillion US dollars. No one knows how much of the money was recovered.

And this was 3 trillion from 20 years ago, damn!

Cheng Mu took a deep breath, stopped thinking about it, and called Ma Guocheng instead.

"Guocheng, I want to order a batch of machines to produce bullets. Can you get them?" "That's no problem."

This thing is nothing to Judong Country. They can even give Cheng Mu a production line that was eliminated in the last century for free. The machines will rust anyway if they are kept in the warehouse.

And this cannot be considered an arms trade.

I just transported a pile of scrap metal over there, and you assembled this pile of things into a production line by yourself. This is your own ability.

"However, convenient transportation may be a bit troublesome," Ma Guocheng added.

"How to say?"

Ma Guocheng and Cheng Mu explained that transporting things from the country must be approved by superiors and must take a specific route.

This is mainly to prevent some diplomatic problems.

Ma Guocheng continued, "Djibouti and Somalia are at war recently, and the higher-ups will not agree to take that route. Ethiopia only has two legal airports, one in the capital and one in Ligang State."

"There was a terrorist attack in the capital some time ago, and I'm afraid the higher-ups won't agree, so we can only choose Ligangzhou."

"Can you pick up the goods from Ligangzhou? This time it's different from those cameras. I can't help you transport it back."

After listening to Ma Guocheng's words, Cheng Mu thought, isn't this a coincidence?

He immediately replied: "Don't worry about the transportation, I will take care of it."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Mu immediately called Mia.

"Dear Madam, long time no see." Cheng Mu said jokingly.

"You're so busy, how come you suddenly have time to contact me?" Mia's voice sounded a little unhappy, as if she was concerned about Cheng Mu's recent neglect of her.

?

Do you dare to be petty with Master C?

How could Cheng Mu, who was a man of arbitrary decisions, stand this and got angry on the spot.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" he said coldly into the phone.

"When did I contact you? Why do you have the right to point fingers here?"

"Now go to your room, kneel down, and explain your mistakes to me!"

"Impossible! You...you devil! It's obviously...you who haven't contacted me." Mia's tone sounded angry, but her trembling voice revealed the fact that she was a little excited.

"Impossible? Haha..."

"Dear Madam, please don't forget the photos you left in my phone. You don't want your family to see these things, do you?"

"You..." Mia's tone became more and more urgent.

"Now, I'll only give you ten seconds. I want to see you in your room in these ten seconds."

Cheng Mu hung up the phone with a bang, then thought silently for ten seconds before making a video call to Mia.

His video was received within seconds.

Mia knelt on the ground with a frown and a look of humiliation on her face, her butt raised high.

The peach wrapped in the suit skirt looks round and firm at this moment.

……

Half an hour later, Cheng Mu threw the paper ball on the table into the trash can and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Recalling what just happened, he couldn't help but sigh.

Alas, I have paid too much for development.

(End of this chapter)