Happy Little Mayor

Then Alexander introduced, Wang Bo had previously guessed wrong.

However, it is not entirely wrong. This rescue operation has something to do with Syria. Because of the Syrian civil war, the people in the country are not talking and living, and there are countless refugees.

New Zealand is not involved in the Syrian refugee crisis resolution. They are too far apart. These things are left to Europeans to solve. They may be involved in the rescue of white refugees in South Africa.

South Africa is a very magical country. Twenty years ago, it was a developed country in Africa. At that time, per capita gdp still made China look up to it.

As a result, in 1994, through the election of Mandela, the transition from the white apartheid regime to the democratic regime was realized. Blacks replaced whites as rulers of the state apparatus. Today, Africa ’s fertile soil is on the verge of economic collapse.

When it came to apartheid, regardless of human rights and democracy, South Africa was at least a country with economic stability and a well-dressed and warmly dressed country.

But after becoming a democratic state, black people got the opportunity to set foot in the ruling class, and then many problems appeared.

The contradiction in skin color has always been the most important contradiction in South Africa. After blacks came to power, they began to retaliate against whites, all kinds of exclusion of whites, but they did not have enough knowledge, vision and talent to govern the country, which led to the decline of a wealthy country.

However, black people in South Africa also know that if they want to continue their lives, professional fields cannot be separated from professionals. In this way, in the past few years, some white people with professional skills could live well in South Africa.

But the current international economic situation is not good, and South Africa's economic situation is even worse. The unemployment rate remains high. Many blacks have lost their jobs and have no opportunity to make money.

As a result, the jobs of white mechanics were spotted, and many people were fired or fired. These positions were preferentially supplied to black people to feed them.

In this way, white mechanics became refugees. They had no insurance, no unemployment benefits, and no means to support their families. They could only resort to United Nations assistance.

Alexander told him the situation and Wang Bo understood it, but he hesitated. The sunset town needed professional talents, but he didn't want anyone to bring in them.

This matter can not be anxious. The United Nations and New Zealand still have many issues to resolve with regard to the rescue of refugees. Alexander just greeted Wang Bo in advance.

The issue of talent introduction has come to an end. Wang Bo is not anxious about the South Africa issue. Through headhunting and talent immigration, he is not short of people here.

At the end of August, at the weekend, Bowen is coming back.

Wang Bo called to arrange for someone to pick him up, but the Texas cowboy refused, saying that he didn't need to pick him up, he didn't have much to bring, and he could just come back with a car.

This was his first subordinate and one of the most devoted people in the construction of the sunset town, so Pharaoh still cared about Bowen and went to the town center on the weekend to wait for his return.

In the afternoon, it was almost evening, and Wang Bo, who was drinking coffee in Daqin Cafe, heard a powerful roar of car motors.

Hearing that it was the exhaust of a heavy-duty locomotive, he raised his head in dissatisfaction and said to Eva: "There are always **** thinking that Highway 8 is a racing track. I have to look at this guy's situation. If he speeds, I swear I will punish him for not wanting to ride a motorcycle again in this life! "

Looking out through the car window, a blaze of fire entered Wang Bo's vision.

The fire originated from a car, but not the expected locomotive, but a car that looked like a formula car.

The car as a whole is fiery red. Except for the wide and thick tires on both sides, the whole looks like a bullet from the front. The curve is smooth and the paint is smooth. It glows fiery red under the sun.

The car roared into the town and quickly attracted a lot of attention. Many people came out of the shops on both sides to take pictures of the car, and some people were whistling and shouting.

For the first time, Wang Bo saw such a wind-pulling car, and saw that the car was not moving fast, so he looked up with appreciation.

The owner of the car was obviously a sullen guy, and the car drove from one end of the town to the other along the eighth road, then turned and turned back.

At this time his cell phone rang, and he reluctantly pulled his gaze from the car, and saw that the cell phone was called by Bowen.

The call was connected, and Bowen's rough voice sounded, "Hi, Boss, where are you? Didn't you say you'd like to meet me? Why didn't I see you? I made a round on the streets of town!"

Wang Bo was a little hesitant: "You are back? Where is it? Why didn't I see you?"

"Of course, I came back by car. If you're in town, you'll see me!" Bowen said resolutely.

Wang Bogang swears that he didn't see him, but he looked at the bullets outside, and suddenly got up and shouted, "It's not you who drove in a car?

Bowen also yelled, "What is complaining? I'm looking for you in my car!"

Wang Bo walked out quickly, Eva shrugged, took out her wallet and put the money on the table, and said to the waiter, "I ask your boss to drink and collect the money."

At this time Bowen also saw him. When he walked out of the coffee shop, the fiery bullet turned the car head and whimpered and galloped!

The car drove to Wang Bo, stopped, the door opened, and Bowen wearing a helmet walked down and laughed and gave him a hug, and said loudly, "Long time see you, boss. On the day I left, do you really want to I?"

"Just be happy, whatever you think." Pharaoh shoved Bowen relentlessly, and then limped over the car and looked up.

When he looked away, he thought it was a racing car. Actually it wasn't. It was a three-wheeler, but it was an inverted three-wheeler.

However, because the rear of the car is covered with exaggerated body steel, it is difficult to see that the rear is a single wheel, and few people pay attention to the wheels behind it.

This car has two fuel tanks, which are hung on both sides of the rear of the car. Due to the huge fuel tank, it also blocks people's sight to a certain extent. There is a large exhaust pipe on the fuel tank, and the roaring roar comes from here from.

"Where did you get the car?" Wang Bo asked, stroking the smooth body.

Bowen shrugged: "I have to say, boss, you are a savvy hunk, this is not a racing car, this is a three-wheeled ATV!"

"ATV?" Wang Bo asked in surprise, "So powerful, so fast, just ATV?"

"Yes, kaa private ki-campagna-t-re, Plain Tyrannosaurus Rex, this is indeed a beach buggy, of course, if you run on the road, there is no problem."

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