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

Chapter 220

The plane flew smoothly in the stratosphere, Chen Ling leaned back in his chair, sleeping soundly.

According to Lilia’s theory, when the desire is satisfied, it will leave the human brain, so Chen Ling did not dream.

In the VIP lounge at the airport, Mina did not leave immediately after sending away the three of Chen Ling.

She took a bunch of delicious food and sat on the sofa to eat and drink. “Ouch!” She accidentally bit her tongue.

“Blame him! I’m so exhausted, my mouth is cramping!” Mina whispered and complained, blushing and heartbeat.

Today Mina mustered up great courage and perfectly reproduced Molly’s behavior.

Sure enough, as Molly said, Chen Ling quickly lost his resistance in this environment and surrendered.

After resting for a while, Mina got up and left the VIP lounge and returned to the villa.

When going to the airport, Mina felt like she was abandoned in the villa; now when she returned to the villa, Mina felt like she was guarding Chen Ling’s rear, and Chen Ling would return here no matter how far away.

The yard is flourishing, the grass is green, the roses are in full bloom, and the higher is the fiery red of pomegranate flowers.

“Zero, come back early!” Mina stood in the yard, silently reading the people who went away.

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CR’s Mali branch was recently established. Under the leadership of Zhou Tianming, it was the first time to go out to meet Chen Ling at the airport.

All employees put on uniform suits, leather shoes, and ties of various colors. Zhou Tianming took the lead and stood, his assistant holding a large bouquet of flowers.

They stood at the international arrival exit of the airport, waiting for Chen Ling to come out. The VIP exit in the distance surrounded a group of well-dressed locals, who seemed to be waiting to greet the guests.

The sun is under the shade of clouds, not so warm, breezy, and rare good weather.

He Chaoxu read a text message and said: “Zhou, the plane has landed. It is estimated that there are still 30 minutes before entering the customs and picking up the luggage.”

He Chaoxu is the vice president of International Corporation, and he is also the general manager of the Mali branch and the Senegal branch. He is a high-profile company, which shows that CR company attaches great importance to the Bamako-Dakar railway project.

Zhou Tianming nodded slightly: “Okay, everyone relax a little, don’t go far.”

At this moment, the locals at the VIP passageway suddenly became noisy. Boom boom boom is a rhythmic drum sound, yo yo yo deer-like sound, it is a warm welcome from the women.

“Is there anyone on this flight?” He Chaoxu looked over and asked the person next to him.

The man shook his head: “I don’t know. I’ve seen this kind of welcoming formation before. It usually greets relatives. It is estimated that the boss of the village has returned.”

Zhou Tianming also looked over there. The women swayed while yo-yo-yo, their colorful costumes dazzled people.

Vaguely, he saw a familiar figure.

It’s the old Saidou!

The Saidu usually seen by Zhou Tianming looks like a social elite; today’s Saidu wears a golden gown and a round hat, first a rural landlord, an old man, standing at the top of the group of women. In front, dancing together.

Zhou Tianming felt funny when he saw the other side of Old Saidu. Black people everywhere, regardless of age, can dance and have a particularly good sense of rhythm. This seems to be their racial talent.

Suddenly, Zhou Tianming remembered something, and said: “Old He, let everyone follow, Mr. Chen is over there!”

After speaking, Zhou Tianming walked quickly towards the VIP exit.

“Mr. Saidu!” Before he got there, Zhou Tianming began to say hello.

Saidu was in the crowd, but Zhou Tianming’s voice was not heard amidst the drums.

Zhou Tianming was about to shout again, the drums suddenly rushed, and the women’s yoyo also speeded up the rhythm and became more vocal.

In between, Old Saidu opened his arms to greet him, hugged tightly with a Chinese man in a T-shirt, and released it after a while.

Behind Saidu there was a long line of men, women and men of all ages, who stepped forward to hug and shake hands with the Chinese. Some bold young women even took the opportunity to hug the Chinese tightly. The Chinese also took the opportunity to hug the woman and kissed the woman heavily. The woman’s black face turned shame, and the crowd laughed cheerfully.

“Mr. Chen!” Zhou Tianming took the flowers in his assistant’s hand, squeezed through the crowd amid the sound of gongs and drums and the sound of deer, walked up to the Chinese, and delivered flowers: “Welcome back to Mali!”

Chen Ling took the flowers and embraced Zhou Tianming reflexively: “Thank you! I’m glad to see you again!”

People from CR have already followed, and Chen Ling hugs them one by one as usual.

There was the originally shy young woman who seemed to have changed in the warm atmosphere and embraced Chen Ling generously.

“Kiss one too!” He Chaoxu shouted jokingly. He just saw Chen Ling kiss the face of a black woman.

Chen Ling smiled and let go of the woman, patted her on the shoulder, and said a word in her ear: “You guys are so funny.”

The following things were all carried out in accordance with the arrangements of the old Saidu.

CR had no choice but to cancel all the original arrangements and follow the rhythm of the old Saidu. After all, they are greeted by the head of the family.

A young Chinese patriarch became the patriarch of a family in Mali. The story has been circulated in the Chinese community in Mali. There are various versions. The most recognized version says that the young Chinese patriarch is the illegitimate son of the previous patriarch.

The Chinese believe in blood relationship and use their own beliefs to explain other people’s affairs, which is especially easy to understand.

Zhou Tianming and a group of his colleagues who had met Chen Ling didn’t believe this version, because Chen Ling had no features of black ancestry. But he never asked Chen Ling for proof, he thought it might offend Chen Ling. Everyone has their own secrets, why bother to know?

The convoy greeted Chen Ling drove to a large courtyard. This is a new property purchased by the Morris family as the residence of the patriarch.

The yard is large, there are many rooms, the kitchen is scary, and a bunch of chefs are busy.

Sai Du leads the way and accompanies Chen Ling into the main hall.

The main hall is covered with imported carpets, and antique iron lamps are hung. There are no tables and chairs. Everyone sits on the carpet.

People in CR Company wear suits, which makes it inconvenient to sit on the ground, especially ladies in professional groups.

Chen Ling glanced at Saidu.

Saiddu knowingly said, “Several guests of CR company, please come with me.” He led Zhou Tianming and others to a conference room next to it, which was decorated with modern furnishings.

“Mr. Zhou, you guys take a break now and eat something. Our patriarch will tell us a few words before coming back.”

Zhou Tianming naturally had no objection. Today, I was picked up at the airport to pick myself up as a guest, but it was enough to express my heart.

In the main hall, Chen Ling began to speak to the members of the elders committee.

“We have to select capable people to go to the desert to welcome the blood of our ancestors in the desert. For hundreds of years, they have gone through hardships and the population is declining. They have only a pair of mothers and children, called Tereza and Montel.”

As soon as this remark came out, the members of the elders committee talked a lot.

Saidu said, “Patriarch, how do we confirm that they are the blood of their ancestors?”

“The legend of their tribe is completely consistent with the story passed by our family. The treasures they guard belong to the same batch of treasures of our family. And…” Chen Ling paused slightly, his eyes scanned all the people present, “and , My ring was given to me by Tereza and Montel.”