I Really Didn’t Want To Make A Lot Of Money

Chapter 385

Chapter 385

Just now, Chen Ling used the strength of the milk to illusion the aboriginal people who appeared on both sides of the Ivando River. There were only the footsteps of sleepwalkers walking up and down, and the sound of the bonfire that was still burning.

Lyudmila’s bag was picked up by a white woman and placed in the tent. Lost and recovered, Lyudmila was overjoyed and found a small mirror inside.

“Ugly dead!” Lyudmila complained. Her hair is messy, her face is not only dirty, but also has a few scars.

Chen Ling smiled: “Now is not the time to consider this, we have to leave quickly.”

“Where to go?” Lyudmila fell asleep all the way to Miyako Falls, not knowing the way to come, let alone the way back.

“We came by boat and went back along the waterway.” Chen Ling’s idea was simple.

“Oh… will you sail?” Lyudmila woke up, but couldn’t sail.

Daniel’s boat has a motor and is probably still at the dock. But sailing in unfamiliar waters at night is very dangerous, and it is easy to capsize and kill people.

“Don’t sail, take my ball and go.” Chen Ling smiled and pointed to the ground.

Lyudmila sipped: “I won’t take your ball!”

Chen Ling activated his skills to form a water polo again, opened the door, and asked with a smile, “Are you coming?”

Lyudmila gave him a white look: “I’m kicking off!”

This time, Chen Ling was familiar with it, manipulating the water polo to roll into the Ivando River, bringing up a white wave in the bloody river water, and quickly rolling towards the downstream.

Water polo has its own elasticity. When encountering torrents and reefs, it is like walking on the ground. There is no need to worry about the attacks of hippos and crocodiles. It is a good thing to escape from the water.

Inside the ball, a man and a woman are snuggling together.

“Don’t move! Tell me, who are you?”

“Who am I? I am Chen Ling, don’t you know him?”

“I don’t know Chen Ling like you! How did you get the water polo? How did you get those people into the hallucinations?”

“It’s a long story…”

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Makocu is the capital of Ogooué-Ivando Province in Gabon, and the Ivando River passes through the suburbs.

There is a bridge over the river, and there is a small department store run by Malians by the bridge.

This morning, when the Malians had just opened their doors for business, a man and a woman walked in.

The two of them were soaked, and they wanted to buy towels and mobile phones when they came in.

He was not surprised that the Malian who opened the shop was tall and thin. Although Makocu is a small place, it is rich in timber. Employees from foreign timber companies are active here all year round, and there are often people who venture into the mountains, go in neatly, and come back in chaos.

“Is there a Chinese timber company here?” the man dried his hair and asked the Malians.

He and Lyudmila sat in the water polo, staying smoothly and quickly. But as soon as he left the danger zone, Chen Ling’s safety system died down, and the water polo became less controlled and became drifting with the flow again.

Moreover, the apparent wall of the water polo ball became thinner and thinner, and finally burst when it reached the bridge, soaking Chen Ling and Lyudmila into the water of the Ivando River.

The small Malians all over Africa open shops all year round and they have a lot of contact with them. They are good sources of information.

“Which one do you ask?” The Malian was very kind to the customer who bought the mobile phone. In such a small place, it is rare to sell mobile phones and mobile phone cards on weekdays, and most of the customers come to call public phones.

“Are there several?” Chen Ling didn’t know the situation at all.

The Malian smiled: “You Chinese have several companies here, don’t you know? Are you Japanese?” He glanced at Lyudmila again: “No, she is not Japanese, she is European. ”

Chen Ling’s perception of Malians is pretty good, after all, he is the patriarch of a Malian family.

“You are from Mali, do you know the Morris family?” he asked, as if it were close to fellow villagers. If it happens that they both know the same person or thing, the relationship between the two can be pulled into a new level.

“Of course, I belong to the Morris family!” The Malian thumbs at himself with a proud look.

Chen Ling didn’t believe it: “The Morris family is now regaining its glory, and the clansmen have returned. You must not be!”

The Malians are very dissatisfied: “Of course I belong to the Morris family! Not all Morris family members have to go back. Our family always encourages business. In order to find the patriarch, many ethnic groups left Mali and started business all over Africa. I am one of them!”

It is a secret task for the Morris family to find the patriarch’s token. Is this tall and thin person in front of him really a clansman? Chen Ling thought it was a coincidence.

“Have you found the patriarch?” Chen Ling wanted to ask a few questions to test the authenticity of this person.

“Of course! Our patriarch came back from the far east, with ancestral tokens, and descended at our family’s ancestral home. Since then, the Morris family has reappeared brilliantly…”

Chen Ling listened to him very fluently, and basically believed him 30%.

“Have you seen the faded patriarch?” Chen Ling asked again.

The tall and thin Malian seemed a little discouraged: “I haven’t seen it. I haven’t returned to Mali for two years. I only move between Makoko and Libreville.”

“What are you going to do in Libreville?” Chen Ling thought to himself that this 80% of the family members belonged to the Morris family, so he could talk a little more and ask for some news by the way.

“I go to wholesale goods, and all I sell here are from Libreville. The Malians who set up shops in Gabon basically do this.” The Malians are not worried about divulging business information. Small business depends on hard work and loneliness.

Chen Ling nodded, gave him a number, and said, “This is the cell phone number of the patriarch in Mali. When you return to Mali later, you have already seen the faded patriarch, and the patriarch thinks you are great.”

The Malian smiled and said, “You mean you are the patriarch?”

“Of course.” Chen Ling said. He did not expect the Malians to believe that he was the patriarch. This is not important, and the Malians are obviously not strong enough to help him.

The Malians know that the patriarch is from the East, but they don’t believe that the patriarch will be so young. He will put the number suspiciously and save it for later verification.

Chen Ling checked the time and called Wang Siyuan. This time he learned well, and when he arrived in Gabon, he remembered a person’s mobile phone number to prevent another person from being blinded by his mobile phone and no address book.

Wang Siyuan was lying in bed worrying, the company was blocked, Chen Ling and Liu Demila were gone, how could Wang Siyuan take such a big responsibility?

Yesterday, many inexplicable people came here. They didn’t look like good people. They were evil and evil inquiring about Chen Ling’s whereabouts. Fortunately, a strong white man came with a pair of sharp-eyed men and drove them away.

The man called himself François, whose Chinese name is A Bin, was Chen Ling’s subordinate, knew Zhou Tianming, He Chaoxu, etc., and came to rescue Mr. Chen urgently this time.

Wang Siyuan believed him, but couldn’t provide much help. Nobody at CR Company knew where Chen Ling had gone.

However, Wang Siyuan and Zhou Xuemei went to the hotel as early as possible, took Chen Ling and Liu Demila’s things back, and kept them.

François wanted to take things away. After Wang Siyuan contacted Zhou Tianming, he asked François to sign for Chen Ling and Lyudmila’s items.

François left a contact information and left, saying that he was looking for Mr. Chen.

Suddenly receiving a call from Chen Ling early in the morning, Wang Siyuan was taken aback, and he was overjoyed. The drastic changes within two days, the root of everything lies in Chen Ling. As long as Chen Ling is well, things will be resolved.

“President Chen, you and Lyudmila are wanted by the Gabonese police!” Wang Siyuan was quite interesting. The first sentence was to remind Chen Ling to be caught by the police.

Chen Ling was also stunned: “Why are they wanting us? Both of us are victims!”

Wang Siyuan didn’t know the situation, and said, “I don’t know why you are wanted for the time being, but you are arrested with great intensity. Indians, Congolese, mercenaries, etc. are here, so quickly hide! By the way, there’s a caller. Someone from Francois came to you, his number is…”