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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 Samuel, and was about to leave for Namibia.

It just so happens that Zurich has a direct flight to Namibia, crossing the Mediterranean and Africa in less than 15 hours to reach Walvis Bay on the east coast of the Atlantic Ocean.

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

Although General Manager Wen En said he could help contact the private jet, he was rejected by Chen Chen. He was born into a working family and he was not so extravagant.

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

No words all the way.

In the early hours of the third day, Chen Chen arrived in this magical country that had long been heard of.

From the end of the 19th century to the beginning of the 20th century, Namibia was colonized by Germany and later ruled by South Africa. It was not until the 1990s that Namibia was able to break away from South Africa.

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

At the end of December, Switzerland was cold enough to wear down jackets, but after arriving in Namibia, Chen Chen took off to the point where only a shirt and a thin coat were left.

But if you think that Namibia is as hot as the rest of Africa, you are wrong.

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

Every year, March, April, and May are the hottest seasons in Namibia, but even so the highest temperature does not exceed 30 degrees, but July, August, and September are the lowest temperatures during the day, about 25 degrees at night, About fourteen to five degrees.

It's really like spring all seasons.

Just after getting off the plane, although it was late at night, there was already a long line in the immigration department. Most of them were white people who came to travel. Occasionally I saw a few yellow people, but it was a stick.

"I'm sorry, please let me let me let you let me..."

Just as Chen Chen frowned for the long dragon in front of him, a group of bureaucratic blacks surrounded by the air police came towards Chen Chen, the new passengers who got off the plane.

Such a big battle immediately attracted the attention of tourists from the immigration department.

Chen Chen took a look, 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 whispered in Chinese, "Boss, the official of Namibia is here to welcome you."

While speaking, he pointed at the black people in English, "This is Mr. Settersson, the person in charge of Walvis Bay International Airport, and next to him is Mr. Shikuyel, the deputy director of the Investment Department of Namibia."

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

"Mr. Chen Chen, admire your name for a long time!"

The two suddenly showed a warm smile, and they respectively stepped forward to hold Chen Chen's two hands.

What's more surprising is that the black man named Hicuyele directly spoke in half-baked Chinese, "The real rice is here, and Ning Jingran has entered this young, so that Wo can't help but ask for a saying in your district— Laughing hard!"

"Yes, it's the same with Wo!" Setterson, the person in charge of the international airport, immediately agreed.

"You two are polite, I'm just a businessman, you two must not be so grand." Chen Chen waved his hand quickly.

"How wide is that!"

Shicuyele immediately became stern, and said sincerely, "Wo has liked Chongzhou Wenhua since he was a child. Chongzhou has a history of tungsten for a thousand years. The only civilization on the earth is the only civilization to assess the country. Wenhua has a long history. This kind of rencai can only be described by one term-Ren Zhonglongfeng!"

Settson echoed, "The same goes for Wo..."

Chen Chen wiped his sweat.

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

Hicuyelle continued to slalom, "After all, there is a saying in Chongzhou-Cao Yingxin is in Han!"

Setterson nodded solemnly, "Wo, too!"

"..."

Qian Wenhuan on the side saw that Hicuyel seemed to be talking about the mountains, and quickly interrupted, "Mr. Hicuyel, our chairman has gone through more than ten hours of sailing, and he must be tired. ..."

"Oh, I'd rather take a look at Wo's bag, how can I forget about this..."

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

"Thank you." Chen Chen nodded in thanks, and Qian Wenhuan took over.

"We have already booked a luxurious suite for you at the Flamingo Villa Boutique Hotel in Walvis Bay, and we ask you to move." Hicuyele turned sideways and gestured for please.

After Chen Chen left the immigration office, he could really see the true appearance of Namibia.

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

Namibia has a number of internationally certified starry sky protection areas. Because there is no light pollution and the climate is dry, it has become the most suitable area for star observation in the world.

These are the sights that the bustling commercial city will never see.

Although Namibia’s officials were a bit over-enthusiastic, there was still some sense of what they should have. After they surrounded Chen Chen in the car, the two left one after another and made an appointment for a meeting tomorrow evening.

"Boss, this is Cheng Chao, you order the person from the head office." As soon as he got on the bus, Qian Wenhuan pointed to the driver and said.

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

"I remember you." Chen Chen looked at the young man carefully, "I heard that you are the trump card to retreat?"

"Yeah." Cheng Chao nodded in embarrassment, seeming a little shy.

"By the way, boss, this is what you want." Qian Wenhuan suddenly thought of something, and took out a handful of dark objects from his waist, "Fully automatic, 20 rounds of large magazines."

Chen Chen stretched out his hand to take it, and then he could see that there was a Glock 18c in his hand.

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

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

The counterparty here undoubtedly refers to the Namibian official.

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

Qian Wenhuan said uncertainly, "But even if I know it, I must close one eye."

Chen Chen did not speak any more, but leaned his head on the back of the chair and gently closed his eyes.

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