mr diamond

Two years later.

Southern India, Suter mining area.

The subtropical climate throughout the year and frequent rainfall make the road here even more difficult.The mud on the boots and trouser legs makes people feel upset. On both sides of the so-called "road", there are beggars sitting in twos and threes, with empty eyes, which is a breath of despair.The country, which was originally considered stable, has actually entered into panic because of the discovery of new mine resources three months ago.It is ridiculous and sad that new resources have brought disaster.

Along the way, people of various races interspersed among the crowd.They all hope to catch up with this wave and make a quick buck.

Several waves of armed soldiers stood beside the road in groups of three or four, with guns in their hands and cigarettes in their mouths, sweeping the pedestrians on the side of the road in a foolish manner.

At the end of the road there are several beige dilapidated old buildings.The outer wall peeled off to reveal the color of the brick itself, and the iron fence door hung there precariously, and there was an elderly man at the door, looking sleepy, guarding the door.

In a dilapidated room, an electric fan whirred overhead.

On one side of the long wooden table, a young Chinese man took out a paper bag from his waist and put it on the table.Leather boots, camouflage pants, and a thin shirt over a black T-shirt. There was still some sweat on the man's wheat-colored skin, and his eyes were black and bright. Pointing fingers.Qin Lang knew that this group of people were all thieves like monkeys, and bargaining was inevitable.

So when the white-bearded man sitting directly opposite him asked how much it was.He held out five fingers.

Hearing this price, the group of actors on the opposite side was in full bloom.The walk-on one just frowned and shook his head, the man standing behind the white beard kept calling his God, while the other one who sang bad faces had already stretched out his hand to "please" Qin Lang can go, you are not doing business, you are robbery.

Qin Lang calmly swept around the directors of the diamond cutting factory as if he was watching a show, to see what new tricks the other party could play.

After a while, Qin Lang smiled slightly, "You guys know the profit of cutting out finished diamonds from this batch of roughs. If you think it's robbery, I'll leave." Then he stretched out his hand to take the paper bag.

The white beard on the opposite side stretched out his hand to stop it, Qin Lang paused, feeling that there was something going on.Then I watched the other party take out a magnifying glass specially for viewing rough diamonds, and carefully look at the flaws in the rough diamonds with the light.Then he had a heated discussion with the two men behind him in the local language.Qin Lang has stayed in Suter for more than a year, and he has heard a lot of things in the industry.The content of the dialogue inspired by several people is actually nothing new. It is nothing more than what shape to cut after buying, what level it can reach, whether it is good to resell, and so on.

This business is [-]% okay, Qin Lang thought to himself.

After a while, the old man with a white beard took out a calculator that had been used for an unknown number of years, and pressed a few numbers on it.

Qin Lang looked at it, and it was actually a thousand dollars less than his price.It's cheating.Qin Lang shook his head, "I'm in a bad mood today, so I won't sell it. Next time." He said that he really wanted to leave.

Those few buyers who got cheap and behaved suddenly panicked.In fact, Qin Lang's price is a steady profit for them.

In the end, it was the white beard who held Qin Lang back, "This number." Qin Lang glanced at it and added an extra five hundred knives. Seeing that Qin Lang lacked interest, the other party quickly added, "Cash."

Qin Lang looked at White Beard silently.In the next second, he readily shook the other party's hand, "Deal."

After counting the cash, Qin Lang put the money in his pocket.After leaving the door, he took out a cigarette, leaned against the iron fence and lit it, and took a deep puff.His hair has grown a lot, his skin has become darker, and although he has lost weight, his muscles have grown stronger.The childishness of the whole person has faded a bit, but he is still the aggressive young boy in his bones.

This package can actually be sold at a better price, but his friend and landlord Singer is in a hurry to spend money and just ask him for help.Getting on the pole is not a good deal.Everyone understands this truth.

However, living here for more than a year made him deeply feel how thoroughly money can control people.

Similar to most mines.Before the discovery of diamond resources, it was just a small village in the south of India.Later, there were more people panning for gold, and with the intervention of multinational companies, the small village naturally formed several independent areas.In the past few months, military buildings have gradually increased, and the number of armed soldiers is increasing every day. It seems that the government's intervention will happen sooner or later.

The place where Qin Lang was just now was an "office building" where rough diamond transactions were relatively concentrated. A small room of more than ten square meters was the office set up by a diamond cutting factory.There are people of all skin colors here, from rough trading, diamond cutting, to finished diamonds changing hands, a dilapidated small earthen building, where transactions worth tens of millions of dollars are staged every day.

After smoking, before Qin Lang left, he threw a pack of cigarettes to the old man at the door, who waved and smiled at him.

He has never talked to this elderly man, but after finding out that he likes to smoke, Qin Lang will give him a pack whenever he sees it.

Put on a helmet and ride a black motorcycle, motorcycles are really the best form of transportation if you want to be efficient in Suter.

Qin Lang rode his bike through a mining area, and there were workers working under the scorching sun. Although the technology is quite developed now, the mining work here seems to be lagging behind, which makes people feel unbelievable.The mining area is surrounded by a barbed wire fence, preventing workers who work day and night from hiding diamonds.Before he could pass through the mining area, a plane flew over his head. I don't know which important person is coming, Qin Lang thought to himself.

The irony here is that although the overall environment is harsh, it does not affect the division of areas by the rich and powerful.The gap between rich and poor is huge, the poor still live in dense slums, and the big bosses of those diamond companies can still enjoy the red wine flown in from France.

When they came to the residential area, the motorcycle could only slow down.

Crowded crowd, bustling, business hawkers, can't wait to open their shops in the middle of the road.The sound of children crying, wanting to buy snacks.The women spoke the local dialect, blushing and thick necks arguing about buying cheap ingredients.The hot air hides a trace of irritability, and many of the men have not returned from the mine at this time.Qin Lang, who was able to shuttle freely among the crowd on his motorcycle, was contented.

In addition to the darkening of the skin when he came to Suter, the change in personality made him feel miraculous.

The previous cleanliness was cured after eating the third meal here and vomiting.The environment can change a person, Qin Lang is a living example.

"Lang!! Wait for me~!" Hearing the call from the child behind, Qin Lang stopped the car and took off his helmet.

Running over was a local boy with dark eyes and bright eyes. He was Taco, Singer's eldest son. At the age of 13, he has secretly started to make money for the family.

Qin Lang glanced at the few dollars in the boy's right hand, "Sneaking in to work again?"

After being spotted by Qin Lang, Ta Ke smiled embarrassedly, "My sister is about to be born, I need to make more money."

"How do you know it's my sister?" Looking at this dark and childish face, Qin Lang didn't say anything, "Get in the car. I'll take you back."

"It's great!" Taco was quite envious of the black motorcycle owned by Qin Lang. Qin Lang looked very handsome and charming with the helmet on.The boy got into the car quickly. Although the speed of the car was almost the same as walking, he still smiled from ear to ear.

Arrived at Singer's house and parked the car.The two went up to the small attic.

When I opened the door, I saw a beautiful woman with a big belly bending over hard to cook.There was also a four or five-year-old curly-haired little nigga dragging beside him.The little guy's eyes lit up instantly when he saw the two people entering the door.Putting down the stick in his hand, he rushed towards Qin Lang and Ta Ke. "Play, play!"

"Raja! Don't pester your brothers!" The woman looked at Qin Lang apologetically.

Qin Lang smiled and said it was okay.He picked up Lajia in his arms, and played with raising it high, making the little curly hair giggle and laugh.

The obedient Taco shook his head helplessly, walked to his mother to help make dinner, and complained that Raja would be angry at such a young age, pestering Qin Lang every day, and one day he would drive Lang away in anger.His mother smiled and touched the tip of the boy's nose, "It's as if you never pestered Qin Lang."

Angrily, the boy put the pancakes that his mother made on the plate, and said, "That's different."

After a while, the door opened, and a strong man walked into the house.

"PAPA!", the little curly hair in Qin Lang's arms was already dancing excitedly.Qin Lang let go of his hand and let the little guy enter the man's arms.

The man who came in was Qin Lang's friend Singer.After entering the room, the man picked up his youngest son, rubbed Taco's head, and finally walked up to his wife and kissed him gently on the cheek.

Qin Lang looked at the family with a smile, feeling warm in his heart.

It was still early for dinner, Qin Lang remembered the rough pieces sold today, "Singer, come to my room?"

"it is good."

The man nodded and followed Qin Lang through the corridor to another room.

This is Qin Lang's own single room, the room is not big, but overall it is simple.A bed, a desk, plus a cabinet, it feels like you can pack up and leave at any time.

Qin Lang pulled a chair to Singer, sat on the bed himself, took out $[-] from his pocket and handed it to the man.

"So much?!" Singer asked excitedly.

Qin Lang smiled, "I'm too eager to sell, otherwise the price will be higher."

"It's enough, enough. Thank you, Qin Lang!"

The man's joy is from the heart. The Singer family is a native of Suter. Before the diamond mine was mined, it was an ordinary local peasant family.Later, when the resources were mined, many local men went to the mines to work as workers. Although it was hard work, they did earn more than farming, and Singh was one of them.The originally struggling family became tense because Singer's wife suddenly became pregnant with another baby.You must know that such a family has to raise three children, which is quite stressful.

"Don't take such a risk again in the future." How did Singer's blank come from, and how could Qin Lang not know.

Singer shook the money in his hand and nodded silently. "Recently, a lot of soldiers have come nearby, and many businessmen have already started to withdraw their capital and leave."

Qin Lang actually discovered it too.This country is not stable enough, and diamonds are exchanged for arms, which is how the so-called blood diamonds come from.In the past few years, because the government managed it properly, everything was in order.But now, the president has stepped down due to physical reasons, and a new term has been replaced. No one can figure out the future direction.

"Let's count it as a day." Qin Lang said.

"The meal is ready, you two come out quickly." Hearing Mrs. Singer's call from outside, the two gathered their emotions and got up and walked out of the room.

At the same time, at the airport in Suter City, a tall Chinese man just got off the plane.

As soon as I turned on the phone, N text messages bombarded me.The man stuffed it into his pocket without even looking at it.It was nothing more than "warning" him not to meddle in the information of Suter Minerals.

On such a hot day, the man was still wearing a dark blue straight suit with dark grid stripes, his hair was neat, and he was dressed like a gentleman.Sitting in the back seat of the black car, the man's eyes drifted out of the window, his facial features were tough and dignified, with deep eyes and slightly frowned brows.Only a trace of fatigue and worry could be seen in the corner of his eyes.

He Xueqing looked at Su Te's unique landform, and refugees begging on the side of the road one after another. The sky was foggy, and he felt like it was going to rain, but it couldn't.

There are many things he needs to deal with, and they are also very complicated.

I hope everything will be fine, He Xueqing thought to himself.

The author has something to say:

This article is finally on the right track.puff.

In the following days, most of them will not let the two of them live too well.

Driving a luxury car, eating delicious food, traveling to and from five-star hotels, and spending tens of millions with every gesture, all these things have become a thing of the past.

Hiding in Tibet, eating naan to save my life, sleeping in a small dilapidated house in Tukala.

The author laughed.

PS: This article is purely fictitious, any similarity is purely coincidental.