Seeing his hesitation, Su Yourong sighed, took out a cigarette from her pocket, lit it, took a puff, and said, "What are you afraid of? Where are we? What country are you on?"
Park In-ki suddenly realized, as if struck by a blunt object, that he was in Africa.
“Why don’t you take the money back to your country and enjoy what you’re entitled to?” Su Yourong asked again.
Park In-ki nodded heavily and said, "Okay, I'll go call the driver over."
Park In-ki called over a thin man who looked to be in his forties or fifties, wearing a faded short-sleeved shirt, and looked Su Yourong up and down.
“This boss is extremely wealthy. He wants you to do something for him. How about it?” Park In-ki asked in the local language.
The other party, being worldly-wise, naturally understood that a job was coming in and asked, "How much are you paying? I only want US dollars!"
"Don't worry, it'll be perfect. I'll fix the brakes and seatbelts on the sightseeing bus, and I'll give you five hundred dollars," Park In-ki asked, holding up five fingers.
"Let's talk about what we need to do first."
“He asked me how exactly to do it. I just told him it would cost $50,000. He neither agreed nor refused,” Park In-ki said to Su You-rong.
"Fifty thousand US dollars?" Su Yourong didn't expect this man, dressed like a country bumpkin, to be asking for such an exorbitant amount.
"They neither agreed nor refused; they asked how to do it first," Park In-ki hurriedly explained, afraid that the price was too high and would scare Su You-rong away.
“It’s simple, just an accident. He’ll fix the car and walk closer to the animals tomorrow. I’ll take care of the rest!” Su Yourong said.
Park In-ki nodded and said to the man, "Stay close to a pack of lions or tigers, create an accident, understand?"
The man thought for a moment and said, "No problem, five hundred is too little."
“That’s quite a lot. Can you earn five hundred US dollars a month?” Park In-ki said, “Don’t haggle here. I know you only earn eighty US dollars a month. I know that very well.”
"Boss, you can't calculate it like that. I can easily make five hundred for myself, but what about my brothers?" The man turned around and glanced at the group of people behind him, saying, "That's the kind of thing, right?"
Park In-ki glanced at it and also felt that he should keep his mouth shut. If anything went wrong, he would be finished. Besides, with such a rich boss, his family might come to investigate.
"Okay, five hundred US dollars per person!"
After Park In-ki finished speaking, he turned to Su Yourong and said, "I've already negotiated it, $50,000, but they didn't agree. I told them I'd get them more work."
Although Su Yourong couldn't understand what the two were saying, she could tell from their expressions that there was something fishy going on. She didn't care and nodded, saying, "Okay, let's modify the car!"
Park In-ki said to the man, "It's all done. You'd better hurry up and modify the car."
"Pay first!" the man said, staring at Park In-ki.
"I'll give it to you in a bit!"
Park In-ki pulled Su Yoo-yong aside to talk about money. Everything proceeded smoothly. Chen Shu-feng was still lying in the hotel. She was not in good spirits and had gone to the hospital last night.
Her month-long trip to Africa had to end prematurely. If she hadn't already come all this way, she would have flown to Europe right now.
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Around four o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Feng looked at the bald dog in front of him and nodded with satisfaction. Jiang Xiaoyan and Zhang Fengxia had been chatting about everything from Li the Cripple to the three widows in the cosmetics market. The two of them were eating sunflower seeds and talking non-stop. The two young people were like two gossipy middle-aged women.
Especially after Aunt Liu joined, people still had to rely on the elders. They had a lot of experience, and although they were uneducated, they had a lot of knowledge and could talk about gossip from decades ago.
Zhou Ya helped serve tea and water. Lu Feng stroked the dog's fur and sighed inwardly. He could write a novel after spending some time with them. The things that came out of their mouths were more and more bizarre than the stories. He could only sigh that reality was more absurd than fiction.
Duoduo, her face flushed from playing, led a few girls into the yard, saying as they walked, "I told you not to bring boys, they're such a spoilsport. We're not playing with rubber bands anymore, let's style my dog's hair."
"Come to my house, my dog is very well-behaved."
"Your dog has no hair, but my dog has a lot of hair."
"Exactly, Duoduo's dogs are the most fun."
A few girls were talking as they walked inside. Lu Feng, who was holding a large handful of dog hair, paused for a moment and quickly hid it behind his back. Before Duoduo could come in, she asked Lu Feng, "Dad, where's the dog?"
"Uh... the dog... the dog went out to play," Lu Feng stammered.
"It rarely goes out by itself; it only goes out when I take it," Duoduo said somewhat unhappily. "It definitely won't go out to play."
"Of course I would. We were one player short for the game, so I went to fill in."
Just as Lu Feng finished speaking, a bald dog ran out from inside. Duo Duo saw the dog in front of her and shouted, "Where's its fur?"
Duo Duo started crying, and Jiang Xiaoyan and Zhang Fengxia forgot about their conversation. When they saw Lu Feng had given the dog such a haircut, everyone laughed.
Amidst the laughter and chatter, it was already dusk when the phone rang at home. The caller was looking for Zhang Fengxia. After hanging up, Zhang Fengxia sighed and said, "Vice President Zhou has been spending half the day in the factory's reception room again."
"I'll go talk to him tomorrow," Lu Feng said, gesturing for her not to get anxious or upset.
Aunt Liu busied herself in the kitchen. As the temperature dropped, people in the alley came out to cool off, gathering in small groups to chat about a man who had come to Jiang Xiaoyan's house.
In a vacant lot in the middle of the alley, there were a dozen or so people, men and women of different ages, standing or sitting. Xiuer, dressed in a flamboyant manner, stood there eating sunflower seeds.
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