My own war game

Chapter 339 Greed
A seabird was flying high in the sky above Cape Town. In its eyes, the city below was clearly divided into two parts.

In one area, the houses are tall and neatly laid out, the roads are paved with asphalt and gravel, and there are more than a dozen schools and clinics scattered around.

Another area is filled with low, dilapidated wooden houses. The shabby dirt roads serve as the streets here, and there are almost no public facilities to be seen.

This is a direct product of the apartheid policy, an invisible line that seems to divide the city of Cape Town into two worlds.

On the rooftop terrace of the Cape Town Bank, Mr. Hossen Bruce was sitting in a chair, leisurely drinking a glass of red wine and looking at the comfortable scenery in the distance.

He had a little secret. In fact, he had about one-eighth local resident blood in his body. But luckily, this had not been noticeable in his appearance in the past thirty years of his life.

The more this happened, the more he wanted to erase any traces of skin color on his body. His happiest thing was to look at the slums across the street from the white residential area every day.

Holding an exquisite glass wine glass, drinking red wine shipped from Bordeaux, with the marble floor under his feet, this is where he should be.

And because he recently made a big deal, his position was promoted to a higher level. Perhaps if he continues to work hard, he might even have a chance to become a director before he turns 40.

Dangdang~
There was a knock on the door, and his newly hired beautiful secretary half showed her body. "Mr. Director, the directors are waiting for you. They want to ask you something."

"I'll be right there!" Bruce adjusted the collar on his chest and made sure there was nothing wrong before going out together.

The door opened, and sitting opposite the desk was a fat man weighing about 200 pounds. His firm flesh filled the entire boss chair. The person there was looking at him with a probing look.

Chairman of the bank, mayor of Cape Town, and actual controller of the local military and police - Dutchman Erwin Morrison.

The other person stared at him for a full minute without saying a word. Bruce was sweating profusely. The man in front of him was definitely a big shot. He was not even a small trick in front of him.

"Mr. Hossen Bruce?" The other party finally spoke.

"Yes, sir!" The new director bowed his head humbly.

"I heard that you have achieved an outstanding performance recently?" The other party looked at him with eagle-like eyes.

"Yes, sir, an abandoned mine in the south of the city, which we just sold two weeks ago at a 150% premium." Bruce's voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke.

"Abandoned mine? 150% premium? You really made a good deal~" The mayor laughed, his tone full of sarcasm.

Bang! A report was thrown in front of Bruce

"My new director, open your eyes and take a good look. After a simple re-exploration of this abandoned diamond mine you are selling, twenty or so children can produce two to three standard diamonds every day! Remember! I said every day!" the mayor roared.

"This is impossible!" Bruce took the report and read it again carefully. He felt that his brain could no longer keep up.

Diamond mining, especially river mining, is actually a matter that depends heavily on luck. Even with a rich mineral layer and a hundred experienced workers, it is possible to get nothing for several days in a row.

But the other party can reap rewards every day with only twenty or so children.

That can only mean one thing - this newly discovered mineral layer is extremely rich, so rich that diamonds can be easily dug out.

Bruce now felt like he had lost the first prize of the Mark Six lottery in the future, and the lottery ticket belonged to someone else. "Mr. Bruce, I remind you that this mineral belongs to the board of directors, and I own more than half of it. In other words, you gave my golden hen to someone else." The mayor's tone was gloomy.

"Yes, sir, I'm sorry, I didn't know..." Bruce began to fear that the other party would kill him for this.

However, the mayor changed the subject and said, "Fortunately, it is not too late now. There are some legal issues in the contract you signed with the other party. We can definitely do something about it."

"But... the other party seems to be of high status..."

The mayor waved his hand impatiently. "I've asked around. The British upper class has never heard of Miss Erica. She's just a rich man's canary at best."

"Okay, hurry up and come up with a plan. I hope the mine will be back in the hands of the board of directors by next month."

"Talk about the law?" The mayor chuckled. "Cape Town's laws are not made for the weak."

At this time, there was a noisy sound outside the window. On the street in the distance, a group of indigenous people were holding signs and demonstrating, but they were quickly dispersed by the military and police with sticks.

The mayor stared at that place with eyes like a scavenger vulture.
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"We need to prepare for evacuation." He Chi suddenly said to Margaret in the manor.

"Ah? Why?! This is quite interesting?" The second princess, who was still counting the diamonds on the table, asked puzzledly. She had been having a lot of fun recently. Whether it was playing games with the group of children or counting diamonds every day, it brought her great satisfaction.

"This is pre-ordered." He Chi walked over, put the diamonds in a bag and said
"Suddenly appearing and disappearing is very suspicious behavior. Although we don't care, South Africa is an important base and it will cause trouble for future work. We need a similar reason to leave."

"By now, the news that there are a lot of diamonds here should have spread. We, the outsiders, are like children walking on the road holding gold. Someone will probably come to compete for the ownership of the land soon."

"Who could it be?" Jima on the side handed He Chi a drink.

"I don't know, but it's most likely someone in power." He Chi picked up the cup and drank it all before continuing.

"We have collected almost all the diamonds. If more diamonds were to flood the market at once, it would affect the price."

"Since someone is here to fight for it, we should just put on a proper show and pretend to retreat very reluctantly. This will seem reasonable and won't arouse anyone's suspicion."

Seeing the big diamond on the table, Jima said with some regret, "You finally got the information about the Germans, it's a pity to leave like this."

He Chi smiled slightly. In order to explain the source of these diamonds, he made up a lie and told the two people that he had received intelligence that the Germans had hidden a large amount of raw ore in this area, and that he would need a few days to find them. The so-called mine was just a cover for external use.

However, seeing Jima's regretful expression, He Chi thought for a moment and said, "Since everyone is here, let's each pick one and keep it. The rest should be enough as funds."

"Huh?! Is this okay?" The eyes of the two girls, including Margaret, lit up.

"It's just one, I'll keep it a secret." He Chi placed his index finger on his lips and gestured.

As soon as she finished speaking, Jima lowered her head and began to rummage through the diamond like a little hamster, while Margaret shouted to the outside, "Audrey! Audrey! Bring me my dress! I want to try it on with the jewelry!"

Wait? Who did you call?!
(End of this chapter)