I'm reborn and I'm an international student again?

Just then, the doorknob suddenly turned slightly, and a dark figure quietly slipped in.

Seeing the man and woman doing unspeakable things under the covers, the shadowy figure smirked and pulled out a pistol from his waist.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two gunshots rang out in the darkness, and then the room became bright.

Imani clutched his chest and collapsed to the ground. Leng Feng and Qin Yue jumped off the bed, reached out and unbuttoned each other's clothes, and a bomb came into view.

"Why do I have to play a woman?" Leng Feng said, dissatisfied.

"Because you lost at rock-paper-scissors!" Qin Yue lit a cigarette, bent down to look at the bomb: "It's not hard to defuse."

At this moment, Chen Xi and Qian Jiajia also walked in, but the latter's face was flushed.

It turns out that a nationwide manhunt for Imani had been underway for the past few days, and his attempt to evacuate by sea was inexplicably rejected by Somali pirates.

Driven to desperation, Imani, remembering what Chen Xi had done, came seeking revenge with a heart full of rage. Unfortunately for him, Chen Xi had anticipated all of this and had already set a trap for him.

As for why Leng Feng was here, it was because he and Li Dehuai had long been at odds. Chen Xi used this incident to hire him, and then planned to talk to their company about hiring an armed force to go to South Africa.

He wanted to emulate Liu Bei's use of Zhao Yun to eventually turn Leng Feng into one of his own.

The following day, at the Capital Hospital.

"Oh, Xiao Chen, you still remember me? It's enough that you came; there was no need to bring a gift. I've suffered terribly this time..." Zou Huajian, lying in his hospital bed, smiled and extended his hand when he saw the visitor.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xi walked to the two hospital beds next to his.

"Fujiwara Akihiro, well done. I will report this matter truthfully to the chairman."

"Arigato, it's all I should do." Fujiwara Akira's mouth was practically crooked from smiling, and he nodded frantically.

Chen Xi then looked at Yu Guoqiang sitting next to him: "Not bad! I saw the news. I didn't expect you to have some guts."

"Hmph, I've had far more experiences abroad than you have," Yu Guoqiang said, proudly raising his head.

"Alright, stop showing off. We've all suffered heavy losses this time."

"I'll ask you one more time: are you going to join our association or not?"

"I've already told you the answer. It's not going to work if you keep brainwashing those black people. In time, their greed will be exposed. By then, it will be too late to change things."

Chen Xi kindly reminded him.

Yu Guoqiang was a smart man; he knew exactly what the other person was saying. But out of consideration for his pride, he could only turn his head away and remain silent.

Seeing his reaction, Chen Xi could only smile and touch his nose, then said to Zou Huajian, "Mr. Zou, I still have things to do. I'm leaving in a few days, so you..."

Upon hearing this, Zou Huajian waved his hand and said, "Xiao Chen, my injury will take some time to heal. You go ahead with your work."

At this moment, Zou Huajian was very happy. After Chen Xi left, he could openly discuss business. With his heroic act of rescuing the chieftain, he was sure he could close any deal.

"Okay!" Chen Xi knew exactly what Zou Huajian was thinking, and he nodded in agreement with a smile.

"Boss, boss, thank you so much this time. Not only did you help me settle down in Tanzania, but you also arranged for me to be the head of the transportation team at the logistics company." Audebiao suddenly burst in at this moment. If there hadn't been so many people around, he would definitely have kowtowed to Chen Xi.

"You deserve all of this. I'll assign you new tasks next. Whether you can become the manager of the logistics company depends on your own abilities. Just pedaling a bicycle fast isn't enough; you also need to learn to use your brain."

"Don't worry, boss, I guarantee I'll complete the task!"

The clever Odebiao knew that his boss was testing his abilities, so he stood up straight and gave Chen Xi a salute.

A few days later, in South Africa.

This is Africa's most developed country, yet this year marks a turning point in its fortunes, a shift from prosperity to decline. South Africa's unemployment rate has reached a record high, signaling the end of its golden age.

Johannesburg is the largest city in South Africa, and its level of development is similar to that of Jiangcheng.

The overall development level of the country is close to that of second-tier mid-tier cities in China.

Although this is Africa, white people are everywhere and hold a very high status. Black people generally have low wages; a black maid earns about $1 an hour, while most management positions are held by white people.

South Africa wanted to develop its fintech industry, but it lacked many essential elements for industrial upgrading, which is why it has not produced any tech giants for so many years.

Why did Chen Xi come here? Because South Africa's reliance on food imports is extremely high. Coupled with the ongoing nationwide power rationing crisis, he sensed a business opportunity.

In China, if a city experiences a power outage of about two hours, people would probably be jumping up and down cursing. However, this is a common occurrence in South Africa.

Power outages were commonplace for more than 100 days a year, 365 days a year, due to the collapse of the national power grid.

There are many reasons for the collapse, including supply chain inefficiencies and factors such as corruption.

"Oh dear, South Africa is the safest place on this land. You shouldn't have gone anywhere else in the first place..."

Chen Xi was sitting in the car, and a man in the front passenger seat was talking to her.

This man's name is Shi Naiyang, and he's friends with both Chen Caiyue and Fang Haoran. When he was younger, he fell in love with one of Chen Caiyue's best friends, but she got married. In a fit of anger, he came to South Africa to seek his fortune, and unexpectedly, he made a lot of money there.

After learning of the woman's divorce, he traveled thousands of miles back to China, hoping to rekindle their old flame. However, the woman's ex-husband regretted his decision and demanded remarriage. In the end, he found a woman who looked remarkably like her and returned to settle in South Africa.

"Come on, Johannesburg is already considered quite safe in the south. The murder rate is 50 times higher than in the country! With more and more people losing their jobs, the crime rate will rise as well." Fang Haoran waved his hand from the back seat.

"Chen Xi, I've already talked to the government for you. They've agreed to prioritize land leasing at low prices and prioritize supplying food to the local area." Shi Naiyang is doing quite well here; he has his own businesses. His hotel alone generates a considerable income each year. In his previous life, he had intended to return to China with the vast wealth he had accumulated over the years, but the South African government insisted that he continue investing in the country.

"Well, I'm planning to do other things too. I heard you guys have a serious power shortage here!"

"Haha, you've done a pretty thorough investigation. Our hotel has its own independent generator; otherwise, with their frequency of power outages, the guests would have died of heat long ago."

"Is this the business secret behind your hotel's massive annual revenue?" Fang Haoran joked.

“No way, other hotels have their own generators too. Our hotel focuses on luxury and security. Our guests are all wealthy Europeans! By the way, is that girl you brought your girlfriend? Should we arrange for you to stay together tonight? Or separately? Maybe I can take you out for some fun? The black girls here have amazing figures.” Schneider winked at the rearview mirror.

"Um...no need..."

"Hahaha!"

Seeing Chen Xi's embarrassed expression, the two of them burst into laughter at the same time, and even Qin Yue, who was driving, couldn't help but chuckle.

The car arrived at the hotel quickly, and it was indeed as luxurious as Schneider had said; the lobby alone looked several times better than the one in Lionhead City.

"Alright, everyone, let's rest first." Chen Xi only brought half the number of people this time as last time, because some people, such as Zou Zhidu, chose to stay in Tanzania to discuss business.

"Hey, I keep running into you everywhere!" A familiar figure appeared in front of him.

Chen Xi turned his head and saw that it was actually an old acquaintance, Norbert.

"Ha, they couldn't stay in Australia, so they came to Africa to sell cars?"

"Hehe, I call this globalization of my business, unlike you who can only develop around Australia."

Norbert answered with a forced smile.

"Globalization? Why don't you expand your tram business here as well?"

"What? You're trying to trick me with the same old methods? Dream on! Everyone knows this godforsaken place has power outages every day, and you still want me to run an electric train?"

The old wounds were reopened, and Norbert was so angry he almost jumped up. He glanced at the bustling hall and could only suppress his rage.

"No power now doesn't mean there won't be power in the future. I came here to resolve this issue."

"Heh, I won't believe your nonsense anymore. If you can keep South Africa from losing power, then I can make kangaroos run electric cars."

"Haha, you're so funny."

"Alright, I'm not wasting any more time with you. I have to go discuss business..." Norbert glanced at his watch, then turned and left.

An hour later, in the conference room of the Johannesburg government building.

Norbert confidently told the Minister of Energy, “I am aware of the situation in South Africa. Carsales is preparing to establish a B2B platform for auto parts remanufacturing here and invest in several factories to address employment issues. Of course, you should also provide policy support for Black small businesses to purchase parts and provide insurance coverage.”

Norbert's idea was to use this method to extract commissions from insurance companies and get government cooperation, thereby circumventing ACP import regulatory loopholes and making more money.

The Energy Minister listened without showing any expression, but instead gestured for him to continue.

This clearly shows that the other party's offer wasn't enough to entice him.

"The world is promoting new energy vehicles, but they simply won't work in South Africa, partly because of your power shortage. With international oil prices soaring and the current unemployment rate, even taxi drivers might lose their jobs. I have a great idea that can solve both the employment and energy problems. Plus, your government can make a fortune from it... Converting gasoline cars to LPG kits can not only save half the energy costs, but also sell the carbon emission reductions. The traffic management bureau can grant special approval to conversion shops to waive the annual inspection, but they will need to pay a certain entry fee. Also, hire certified black technicians and open training schools..." Norbert proudly presented his brilliant idea.

The Energy Minister discussed it with a few people around him for a while and nodded in satisfaction.

Corruption is a serious problem in South Africa, and Norbert isn't a fool. He believes that if you want to eat meat, you have to make sure others eat meat too, so he repeatedly emphasized that the government would also receive money.

The reason why the issue of Black employment is constantly emphasized is because the local government is quite concerned about protecting Black people. They have even proposed a policy that requires Black people to own 50% of the shares in certain industries.

This is somewhat similar to the UAE's approach, but also different. Essentially, both aim to prevent foreign capital intrusion.

After Norbert finished speaking, he waited for a long time without the other party responding, so he asked again, "Was I not clear enough, or are there some conditions that are not met?"

The Energy Minister, head bowed, opened and closed his pen cap rhythmically: "Many people want to invest here, but the government's allocation is limited. We'll have to wait a bit longer, until we select companies that are more suitable for development here."

Norbert's face immediately darkened upon hearing this. He, a big boss, had traveled all this way, only to be treated like he was applying for a job.

Do we still need to select the best from among many people?

What do you take him for?!

Sensing the other party's dissatisfaction, the Energy Minister smiled and offered words of comfort: "I know it's not easy for you to come all this way. We will give you an answer as soon as possible in the next few days. Please be patient."

Johannesburg International Exhibition Center.

"Today I'll show you what African beauties are like." Shi Naiyang sat in the audience and pointed to the T-shaped stage in front of him.

A model competition is being held here right now.

It's called a model competition, but it's actually a clothing and jewelry show, because the performance is sponsored by these businesses.

The models on stage came in all skin tones, but he couldn't appreciate the African beauties that Shi Naiyan was talking about at all.

His figure was indeed very good, but the color of the dress made him lose interest. As for his face, he couldn't tell at all.

However, he was referring to pure black skin; he didn't find mixed-race black skin uncomfortable to look at.

"Haha, don't mind him. Old Shi has been in Africa for a long time, and his aesthetic sense is different from ours." In private, Fang Haoran was quite uninhibited, completely unlike the refined and gentle demeanor he had when he was with Chen Caiyue.

Chen Xi also understood that both men and women always liked to put on an act in front of the opposite sex.

"Who says my aesthetic sense is different from yours? My wife has genuine yellow skin." Shi Naiyang curled his lip.

“Look at that woman, isn’t she? Tall, fair-skinned, and with nice features. Now you can’t say my taste is wrong, can you?” Shi Naiyang said, pointing to a woman on the stage.

"Not bad, not bad," Fang Haoran nodded in agreement. Then he looked at Chen Xi and corrected himself, "I meant the necklace around her neck was nice; it's one of our company's products. Don't exaggerate or make things up, or Caiyue might misunderstand..."

"Hehe, I get it, I get it!" Chen Xi covered her mouth and chuckled.

"What do you know? I'm not lying." Fang Haoran was getting a little anxious when he saw his expression.

My relationship with Chen Caiyue has been going well lately, and I can't let this little thing ruin it.

"Ah, so it's your company's product. Then let her go to the hotel to accompany Chen Xi tonight. I'll cover the cost of the umbrellas, there will be plenty!" Shi Naiyang suddenly said.

"Damn it, Lao Shi, you're not messing things up enough, are you? Taking Chen Xi to do that kind of thing, if Caiyue finds out, I'm finished. I really suspect you were a pimp before you opened this hotel..."

The two old men started arguing, but Chen Xi's attention was drawn to the woman on the stage.

Under the spotlight, her beautiful figure, delicate face, and gorgeous clothes and jewelry could only be described as dazzling.

International Exhibition Area B.

Twelve martial monks were performing kung fu. Their yellow robes fluttered as their staffs moved like dragons and their fists whistled through the air. Suddenly, a young monk leaped into the air and landed lightly on his companion's shoulder, drawing cheers from the crowd.

As the performance ended, the abbot, microphone in hand, glanced at the dark-skinned audience below and said, "We will be establishing a branch temple in South Africa... We sincerely invite disciples, regardless of nationality."

The Black security guard in the front row raised his hand: "Can I sign up?"

The abbot smiled and said, "Of course, but you must first learn this phrase—Amitabha."

These are monks from a temple in China.

Why would they travel thousands of miles to build a temple here? It's because many years ago, martial arts teams and cultural organizations in Africa opened kung fu classes, which are essentially martial arts schools in China.

However, these schools operating under their names are not officially authorized. There's a tendency among Chinese people to see what others are doing that's profitable and then try to copy it. As a result, the number of martial arts schools in Africa using the names of certain temples has increased significantly.

The news eventually reached the ears of the abbot in China, who immediately decided to personally lead a team to Africa to see the situation.

The abbot's idea was simple: first, talk to those martial arts schools; if they were willing to pay for authorization, they could continue operating. If they weren't willing to pay, then sue them!

As for whether or not to establish a branch temple... that remains to be considered.

It was evening, in a hotel room.

"Hey, you follow Norbert everywhere he goes, have you become his personal fire extinguisher?" Chen Xi said, sitting in a chair and smoking.

The woman in front of him sat on the bed and chuckled, "Isn't it you who made me monitor him? I'm making a special fire extinguisher, and that's for you alone."

"You've already become a top model, you must have made a lot of money by now. Why don't you quit Carsales?"

“Isn’t this to complete your task?” Oksana said, lying on the bed and swinging her legs.

"What's that guy doing in South Africa?"

"Let's talk business. Carsales' space for survival in Australia has been constantly squeezed by you. So Norbert wants to go to other countries and imitate your previous model to seize the market!"

"Ah."

"Don't laugh yet, I have some breaking news for you. Remember that arrogant Korean guy? He used to be so cocky in front of Norbert. Now his company has been acquired by Norbert, and it's a Korean company at that!"

The news about Oksana was indeed very exciting, and it surprised Chen Xi slightly.

Norbert already knew about Kim Junsu's acquisition of the company in South Korea in his previous life, but that was when Carsales had a near-monopoly on the Australian car market.

But in this life, Real-Car has already utterly crushed their opponent, so how come Kim Junsu's company is still being acquired? (End of Chapter)