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Chen Chen finished handling the affairs of the Swiss branch and at the same time threw the primate research project to Sam El, and was about to leave for Namibia.

Coincidentally, Zurich has a direct flight to Namibia, which can cross the Mediterranean Sea and Africa in less than 15 hours and arrive at Walvis Bay on the east coast of the Atlantic Ocean.

It's just that the plane for the flight is a small and old-fashioned plane with no more than 50 seats, regardless of class, and the flight service is extremely poor.

Although the general manager Wen En said that he could help contact the private jet, but Chen Chen refused. He was born in a working family, and he was not so extravagant.

On the second day, Chen Chen didn't ask anyone to see him off, and got on the plane alone.

Speechless all the way.

In the early hours of the third day, Chen Chen arrived in this magical country that had been famous for a long time.

From the end of the 19th century to the beginning of the 20th century, Namibia was colonized by Germany and later by South Africa until it was able to secede from South Africa in the 1990s.

This is a country dominated by minerals, agriculture, fishing and tourism, with a land area of ​​820,000 square kilometers and a population of only 2.53 million.

Switzerland at the end of December was already cold enough to wear a down jacket, but after arriving in Namibia, Chen Chen took off only a shirt and a thin coat.

But to think that Namibia is as hot as the rest of Africa is a big mistake.

Because of the altitude, Namibia is not only not hot, but a comfortable batch.

March, April and May of each year are the seasons with the highest temperature in Namibia, but even so the highest temperature does not exceed 30 degrees. In July, August and September, the temperature is the lowest, about 25 degrees during the day and 25 degrees at night. Fourteen or fifteen degrees.

It really is like spring in all seasons.

I just got off the plane. Although it was late at night, there was already a long queue at the immigration office. Most of them were white people who came to travel. Occasionally I saw a few yellow people, but it also smelled like a stick.

"I'm sorry, please let it go, let it go..."

Just as Chen Chen frowned at the long dragon in front of him, a group of black people with a bureaucratic atmosphere surrounded by the air police came towards Chen Chen's group of newly disembarked passengers.

Such a big battle immediately attracted the attention of tourists at the immigration office.

Chen Chen glanced at it, and sure enough, Qian Wenhuan was among the black people.

The group of people stopped in front of Chen Chen. Qian Wenhuan took two steps forward and said in a low voice in Chinese, "Boss, the official of Namibia is here to greet you."

After speaking, he pointed to the black people in English, "This is Mr. Settson, the head of Walvis Bay International Airport, and next to this is Mr. Shikuyele, the deputy director of the Namibian Investment Department."

Then, he turned around and said loudly to the two of them, "The person beside me is the chairman of Blackwatch Company - Mr. Chen Chen!"

"Mr. Chen Chen, I have long admired the name!"

Immediately, the two of them showed enthusiastic smiles, and stepped forward to hold Chen Chen's hands.

What is even more surprising is that the black man named Xikuyele actually spoke directly in half-baked Chinese, "Zhenmi Xiangdao, Ning Jingran is so young, so that Woxiang can't help but come to your district's address—— Laughing year is tough!"

"That's right, it's the same with Wo!" Settson, the person in charge of the international airport, immediately echoed.

"You two are welcome, I'm just a businessman, you must not be so solemn." Chen Chen quickly waved his hands.

"That's how wide it is!"

Xikuyele's face suddenly turned pale, and he said sincerely, "Wo has liked Chongzhou inquiries since he was a child. Chongzhou has a thousand-year history of tungsten, and the only civilization in the earth's entire country is estimated to have a long history. There is only one word to describe Zhong Rencai - Ren Zhonglongfeng!"

Seterson echoed, "Wo is the same..."

Chen Chen wiped his sweat,

"Thank you for the compliment."

"Wo still remembers when Wo was studying in Chongzhou, and the muds were so enthusiastic about Wo. Now that Ning has come to Wo's house, please consider Ning's house as his own."

Shikuyele continued to pat his horses, "After all, there is a saying in Chongzhou - people planted Cao Yingxin in Han!"

Settson Zheng nodded, "Wo is the same!"

"..."

Seeing that Xikuyele seemed to have a great momentum, Qian Wenhuan quickly interrupted, "Mr. Xikuyele, our chairman must have been tired after more than ten hours of sailing, should we first …”

"Oh, Ning look at Wo, how can you forget about this..."

Shikuyele patted his head, quickly took out a stack of documents, and said in English, "This is the immigration procedure, as well as your passport, we have prepared it for you."

"Thank you." Chen Chen nodded in thanks, and Qian Wenhuan took it on his behalf.

"We have reserved a luxury suite for you at the Villa Flamenco Boutique Hotel in Walvis Bay, please move your car." Shikuyele turned sideways and made a gesture of please.

It was only after Chen Chen left the immigration office that he truly saw the true face of Namibia.

Although it is called Walvis Bay International Airport, it is actually just an ordinary airstrip. The low-rise bungalows are located on the endless plain, full of the breath of nature, and you can even see a vast starry sky above your head.

Namibia has several internationally certified star reserves, and because of its lack of light pollution and a dry climate, it is the best place in the world to observe the stars.

These are the sights that the prosperous commercial city can never see.

Although the Namibian officials were a bit overly enthusiastic, they still had their due diligence. After escorting Chen Chen into the car, the two of them said goodbye one after another and made an appointment for a meeting tomorrow evening.

"Boss, this is Cheng Chao. You ordered someone from the head office." As soon as he got in the car, Qian Wenhuan pointed at the driver and said.

"Boss." The driver turned his head, revealing a young face in his twenties with a shy smile.

"I remember you." Chen Chen looked at the young man carefully, "I heard that you are the ace who retired?"

"Yeah." Cheng Chao nodded embarrassedly and seemed a little shy.

"By the way, boss, this is what you want." Qian Wenhuan suddenly thought of something, and took out a black thing from his waist. "Fully automatic, 20-round super-large magazine."

Chen Chen stretched out his hand to take it, only then did he see clearly that he was holding a Glock 18c.

[Glock 18c, full length 185mm, barrel length 114mm, weight 620g, barrel caliber 9mm, muzzle velocity 360 m/s, firing 9mm bullets, muzzle kinetic energy 530J]

All the data about this gun automatically appeared in his mind, Chen Chen nodded, and gently played with it in his hand, "Does the other party know?"

The other party here is undoubtedly the official Namibian.

"I didn't let them know, after all, it's a fully automatic weapon, or it's regulated."

Qian Wenhuan said uncertainly, "But even if you know it, you must turn a blind eye."

Chen Chen didn't speak any more, but leaned his head on the back of the chair and closed his eyes gently.

Seeing this, Qian Wenhuan hurriedly made a gesture to Cheng Chao, Cheng Chao nodded, started the vehicle, and drove along the asphalt road towards the urban area of ​​Walvis Bay...