"Rumble~~"
A light rain fell in the early morning, and Xia Yu officially entered his rainy season.
The rain comes and goes quickly, but this period will really put the vehicle's off-road capabilities to the test.
Xia Yu's little cuties can withstand the test, but the old-fashioned scooters that use wooden scooters, over-aged heavy-duty bicycles, and hand-assembled trucks to transport goods are in trouble.
We still need to build more roads. Only by connecting the whole country with a comprehensive highway network can the economy achieve miraculous growth, unlike what it is now.
In Kongluga, where the road was being built, it was considered relatively civilized. In the inland provinces, which were half tribal and half modern, the roads built with foreign aid were demolished by nearby villagers just a few months after they were completed. They dug several pits and demanded tolls and fees for pushing carts.
Xia Yu had done a lot of filling in the holes, but no matter how well he filled them, they were never as durable as the original ones. He could only marvel at how strange the world is, and how he could run into all sorts of people.
Chewing on the bread he had taken from the boat, Xia Yu made a phone call to the village, saying that he would be back for lunch and that they should prepare a good meal for him.
With the chef and teacher arriving, his hard times were finally over, and he was in an exceptionally good mood.
"Sir, shall I come to pick you up?"
"Papa, I want to come too! I miss you so much!"
The pillar suddenly interrupted the call.
Without Xia Yu's supervision, and with Sophia busy with village affairs, he's been running wild lately.
"Okay, Domi, you take him with you."
Xia Yu neither refused nor got angry.
He already has a complete plan for his son's development, ensuring that everything is arranged perfectly for him. Now, let him enjoy these last moments of happiness!
After hanging up the phone and brushing the breadcrumbs off his hands, Black Point Harbor was already bustling with activity. Trucks of all sizes were constantly entering and leaving the warehousing and logistics area, and the first customer to pick up his goods had arrived.
Yesterday, with free labor available, the infantry cadets sorted the goods according to the list given by Xia Yu, making the handover much easier for him today.
They're certainly well-educated; I'll have them do more official business in the future.
The crew members, who were happily chatting with their new car (wife), had no idea that someone had their eye on them.
"pa pa~~"
As noon approached and the goods were almost all picked up, Xia Yu, who had just relaxed, felt as if he had been violently struck by a black whirlwind.
He shouldn't have called this guy "Silly Pillar"; he's practically a reincarnation of Li Kui!
After a month or so, this unfortunate child has grown taller again, now only less than half a head shorter than Domi.
At this rate, it will be troublesome if they grow to over 1.8 meters tall. There are tall armored soldiers, but they are more likely to bump their heads, which will affect their intelligence.
"Alright, alright, this is a gift for you. Go back and play with it!"
Xia Yu gave Zhu Zi a Lego set and that was it. Didn't he play with that when he was a kid? That's how great fatherly love is.
"Thank you, Papa!"
"Don't thank me yet. There's a condition: you have to go to class with the teacher tomorrow."
As a dropout from a prestigious university, Xia Yu finds it hard to accept having a mixed-race godson with only a primary school education.
Although Zhu Zi learned to operate an excavator through his efforts, it's never a bad thing to learn more.
"You want to learn how to fly drones and drive tanks, right? I'll teach you as long as you can get a junior high school diploma."
Seeing that Zhu Zi's smile suddenly looked more like a grimace, Xia Yu pulled out her trump card.
"real?"
Zhu Zi was intrigued. Excavators weren't as fun as drones or tanks; he wanted to learn something more interesting.
"Did Dad ever lie to you? That hero Anka on TV, the people driving his tank all only have high school diplomas, and I still went easy on you!"
Xia Yu used real-life examples to completely fool Sha Zhu.
"That Domi, Domi only has a primary school diploma."
Domi was initially quite happy, but then he was shot in the back by Zhu Zi.
"Domi is two years older than you, and he's a qualified soldier. You're far inferior to him."
What a great boss! A warm-hearted person! Domi has an urge to shield her boss from bullets.
Alas, I haven't studied enough. In Chinese, this is called "a scholar will die for one who understands him."
"Alright, I'll go to class tomorrow and I'll get you first place in the class."
Zhu Zi had somehow learned to make threats, and Xia Yu was also waiting for this opportunity; now they were facing off.
He locked the warehouse door; the spare cars that weren't in a hurry to be prepared were all inside. He would come back to get them when he had time. Now he was going home for dinner.
The three of them got into the Panhard, with Domi still driving. Zhu Zi felt the space was too cramped, so he went to the back seat and opened the hatch to get some fresh air.
Is this a preview of what it's like to drive a tank?
If the machine gun on the roof hadn't been removed, I would have liked to experience being a tank commander again.
After wandering around for a while, the three of them finally returned to Bogo Village from the port. Xia Yu was surprised to find that the village had changed drastically.
The village roads, which were originally barely better than muddy roads when it rained, have all been paved. Even in the event of continuous rainfall, the rainwater can be drained away through the drainage ditches.
Driving towards the innermost part of the village, you'll find that Grandpa Zhu's new house is already completed, and further back is Xia Yu's indigenous villa.
The earthen wall is over 1 meter thick, providing warmth in winter and coolness in summer. It is impenetrable to 7.62mm full-power rounds, and even 12.7mm armor-piercing rounds pose a risk. Only 20mm rounds can penetrate it without any problem.
However, since people have already stuck 20mm of it to their faces, the entire village of Bogo is probably doomed.
More than the villa, Xia Yu longed for his permanent parking lot, as well as his hangar and helipad, since they were where he stored his productivity tools.
Don't take on a job you can't handle. Xia Yu's tools are these old cars and helicopters.
The car pulled up at the gate and stopped, and the village children were the first to come out to greet us.
Xia Yu just made a big deal, so naturally he won't be stingy. He used to give out candied orange peels, but today he's giving out chocolates.
He threw a couple of handfuls as a token gesture, and left the rest to Zhuzi and Domi.
Separated from the crowd, Xia Yu finally saw the domestic team he had hired: five teachers in their 30s and a chef in his 40s who was skilled in Sichuan cuisine and home-style dishes, and whose specialty was making all kinds of bean products taste even better.
The 100 jin of soybeans that Xia Yu brought back from the back of the truck were prepared for him; there were still 900 jin left in the warehouse.
"Boss... five principals!"
Holy crap, when did I become a school principal?
Xia Yu was startled. Luckily, his surname wasn't Chang, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain himself.
"Okay, okay, Chef Yu, is the food ready? If it is, let's eat first."
He invited everyone to eat first, mainly because he was hungry, and if he knew the employees well, they could chat while eating.
All five teachers are male. Not many young women dare to come to Afica, and even Xia Yu, who does dare, has been hesitant to take them in the past two years.
Once Panaka is completely stable and security in Konluga is further strengthened, that would be more appropriate.
"Yes, yes, boss, you said you like spicy food, so I specially made Mapo Tofu, Boiled Sliced Pork, and Twice-Cooked Pork. It tastes best when it's fresh out of the pot. I'll go stir-fry it right away."
As a chef who dreamed of opening a Sichuan restaurant, Lao Yu discovered after opening that running the business was more complicated than cooking good food. As a result, the restaurant went bankrupt and he was left with a mountain of debt. He was then headhunted and, with Xia Yu's approval, was packaged up and sent to Afica.
There was nothing else to it but the shared experience that moved Xia Yu; he felt as if he were seeing his past self in it.
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