Chapter 677： Uranium ore

Rodier wiped the sweat from his forehead and cursed in a low voice. "Damn it, it's too hot here, there is no comfort in Paris. I really didn't expect why I would buy this **** uranium mine. What good is it for me, so I have to come and check it myself. I'm afraid I'm crazy."

Faced with the complaint of the distinguished Mr. Rodier, the staff of the Congo Mining Company completely pretended not to see it. The weather in Congo is like this, as long as you get used to it, but the hot weather and various diseases are still a challenge for Europeans living in Congo.

As for this noble Mr. Rodier’s complaint, the Congolese Mining Company’s escorts have long been taken care of, and they have seen more of this situation. And in private, they are still betting on this Mr. Rodier, how long the rich man from Paris can stay in the Congo. At present, the most pressure is half a month. Many people think that Mr. Rodier can only stay for half a month and will inevitably not be able to stand here to return to Paris.

"Montbière, give me ice water quickly, I'm going to die from the heat."

Just listen to this Mr. Rodier screaming, calling his servant.

"coming."

I saw a young man sweating profusely, rushing to this Mr. Rodier quickly, holding a glass of smoky ice water in his hand.

This allowed the people of the Congo Mining Company who accompanied him to see and scold the big dog, who could drink ice water at any time, even the general manager of the company, Mr. Durk, did not receive the treatment. It is worthy of the rich young master who can spend 6 million US dollars to buy the Xingolobowei mining area.

The Xingaluobowei mine mainly produces pitch uranium. This product has similar chemical properties to radium and has little industrial use. It is mainly used for luminous coating of watches and ceramics. The other is part of the procurement of uranium research laboratories in various countries, but the quantity is not large.

Moreover, the pitch uranium here supplies 80 uranium users in the world, but this has a lot to do with the value of this unfamiliar element. Fortunately, there are some industrial uses here, otherwise it will only rely on the purchase of those research institutes. Bankrupted early.

This is also when the Congolese Mining Company got someone willing to buy the mining area and sold it as soon as the price was right. And they were waiting for the young master Rodier to pay the balance after inspecting the uranium mine. If it weren't for this, they wouldn't run around with the young master from Paris. Even if they are used to the Congo heat, it is at least much cooler to stay in the company.

Since they received this Mr. Rodier, they have stayed in Elyssabetville, because the young master wandered around here.

I'm going to look at the living conditions of the black people in a moment, and they will tremble with fright. Who is not afraid, dozens of fierce and evil armed men occupy the entire small village, if you push the proper slave hunting team decades earlier. Then Mr. Rodier took a look here with relish, and when he saw the skinny child, he gave a few francs to express his condolences.

After a while, I wanted to hunt the elephants, and then went hunting with dozens of armed forces. This not-so-serious Mr. Rodier has made many people worry about the future of this bituminous uranium mine, but they don't know how much his family has for his squandering.

After drinking a glass of ice water to cool down the heat, Mr. Rodier finally said something that excites everyone. "Montbière, tell them, today we are going to the mining area, I want to see the mine I bought."

Finally, when this person said such words, the employees of Congo Mining Company were immediately ready.

Along the way, Mr. Rodier finally didn't have any more moths. It may be that the young master of Paris didn't have the energy to toss.

They drove for three hours for a distance of 70 kilometers, mainly due to poor road conditions and unsatisfactory driving.

When he arrived at the mine, Mr. Rodier got out of the car.

"The smell here is too unpleasant."

Rodier, holding a handkerchief and covering his nose, complained to the people at the mining company next to him with an unhappy expression.

Asphalt is of course unpleasant, and few people are willing to stay here for a while. It's just the smell of money that makes many people ignore this smell.

The accompanying personnel of the mining company introduced him to a brawny man with a face full of flesh. "This Nalco is currently in charge of managing the production of bituminous mines."

I saw the brawny man, bowing his head and flatteringly speaking. "Hello, Mr. Rodier."

It seemed that the quality of life of the workers in the mine was worrying, but it had no effect on Rodier. He stretched out his hand and shook his hand with the production manager and said lightly. "Hello, Mr. Nalco."

"Nalco, can you introduce the basic situation of the mining area."

When it came to the situation in the mining area, the person in charge gave an energetic introduction. "There are currently 571 people working in the mining area, including 412 laborers, 14 managers, and 45 guards. The current annual production capacity of bitumen ore is about 1,000 tons."

Obviously the guards are on the high side, but the thought of being in Africa is justified. Although Africa has abolished the black slave trade for decades, its treatment can be much better than before.

However, these are obviously not in Nalco's consideration. These pigs are so lazy to cook. Only the whip can let them know the importance of hard work. This is the truth that European colonists have always believed in.

But his words obviously didn't make Rodier pay much attention, and saw him covering his nose and talking. "Good job, I plan to add some equipment to this mine in the future to better produce bituminous uranium. But before here I will appoint Montbier as the person in charge, but he is mainly responsible for other tasks, production You still need to worry about the matter."

Rodil's words made Nalco ecstatic. Originally, this bituminous mine was not regarded as much attention. If he, the production leader, returned to the Congo mining industry, he would probably be assigned to someone else. It's better to manage a mining area by himself, not to mention, just from these pigs, he can scrape a lot of oil and water, and he can also bring the guards to make his own income. His income is nearly ten times his salary.

So for him, returning to a mining company is the worst choice. It is the best choice to continue to follow the new boss as the responsible person in the mining area.

As for Mr. Rodier, after spending a long time in the mining area, he left by car.

And Montbier, who was left behind, spoke to him with a friendly smile. "Hello, this is Monbière, please take care of me in the future."

"Hello, Mr. Montbier. We will work together in the future."

Although this was arranged by the new boss, it seemed that he was born as a servant and was easy to deal with. As long as the money is sufficient, no one will refuse to make a fortune together.