My Italy - Extra 2 Rally

(Speeches need to be confident enough, powerful, and speak directly to people’s hearts – a famous speaker.)

Peng Gang knew this voice without even thinking about it. He stood up and looked at the gentle young man in front of him.

“Mentor, the meeting is ready. It’s in my warehouse. Kalam and the others will bring people over.”

After listening to the young man’s words, Peng Gang smiled and said to him. “Pereira, I feel most at ease when you do things.”

“Thank you, mentor, for your trust. This is what I should do. Mentor, you guided me and let me know what to do to make the country strong and the people prosperous.”

Peng Gang had great trust in the young man in front of him who was one year older than him. After all, he was the only believer he could see and was also his only disciple.

Yes, Peng Gang had a system, and he didn’t know why. Because this system does not have any prompts. He wouldn’t have known he had a system had it not been for a casual conversation about the future of Mozambique.

Currently, the system can only see three levels, namely followers, believers, and disciples. This was divided by Peng Gang himself, because he could only see the punctuation marks of different colors on other people’s bodies, and he divided them after talking with them.

Although Peng Gang has an unknown system, this system is not omnipotent. Peng Gang tried it. Not everyone is useful. Only those who care about the country and the people are the easiest to be persuaded. The second one is patriotic, but somewhat dissatisfied with reality, but doesn’t know what to do. Then there are those who are enterprising but have no faith.

This is what Peng Gang slowly concluded. In addition, don’t think that everything will be fine if you make them a follower or believer, because this is not fixed on them, and there will be various situations that will reduce their faith value (also summarized). For example, if a family suddenly gets rich, and they are allowed to go back and enjoy the wealth, the mark will be gone when they come back. In addition, if you leave for a long time, your faith will gradually decrease.

At least he has seen this effect on his followers and believers. As for whether the disciple’s faith value would slowly dissipate, he didn’t know yet. Only one was too precious, and he didn’t dare to do this experiment.

This Pereira is known as Little Pereira, and his father Pereira Sr. is a very famous big entrepreneur. It operates transportation, coal mining and other businesses in Tete, and has thousands of people working for it. It can be said to be the largest company in Tete, and even the mayor and senior officials will give it three thumbs up.

So for little Pereira, this was a betrayal of his class.

“When is the agreed start time?”

“I agreed with them to start at seven o’clock in the evening. After all, most people still need to get off work before they can come.”

“Then we had dinner together. Today Deod bought fish and meat. He can fry the meat with salt and boil the fish.”

“That’s great. Tutor, I really like the food in your hometown. It’s so delicious.”

Although Pereira likes it very much, Sichuan cuisine is not very popular in Mozambique and not many people like it, and Pereira is one of those people.

In fact, Peng Gang also knows why Sichuan food is not popular. In addition to the taste difference with local Mozambican food, it is also because Sichuan food is too expensive.

Yes, Sichuan cuisine requires a lot of seasonings, and many of them need to be imported. It’s no wonder they are not expensive. For world-class poor households, eating Chinese food, let alone Sichuan food, is a luxury.

“time to eat.”

Deod, who had learned Peng Gang’s true cooking skills, quickly brought the dishes up. The person holding the bowls and chopsticks took the bowls and chopsticks, and the one serving the rice served the rice. In a few clicks, the food, bowls and chopsticks were ready.

The sun was almost setting at this time, so everyone picked up their bowls and started eating.

“Deod, your skills are getting better and better.”

Pereira tasted the boiled fish and praised Deod.

“This is something I figured out by myself and learned online.”

Deod was praised and happily shared the reasons for his improvement in cooking.

If you look closely, you will find that their hands holding chopsticks look awkward. Peng Gang corrected him a few times, but it was still the same, so he ignored it.

The meal was eaten quickly, and after leaving the others behind, Peng Gang, Deod and Lore followed Pereira’s car towards the destination.

They live on the west bank of Tete, where the government and a few wealthy people live. After passing the Zambezi Bridge built in 1978, clusters of iron houses are scattered on both sides of the messy road on the east bank of Tete. Mud kicked up by cars flew up on the street, garbage was strewn on both sides of the road, and residents walking covered their mouths and noses to reveal their tanned skin.

Many of these people were barefoot, and some even wore only a pair of tattered trousers, and even their belts were made of hemp rope. Many of them are unemployed, with Tete city government reporting that 23% of adults are unemployed. But Peng Gang’s own experience shows that at least four people on the fourth floor have no jobs. He can only make a living by doing some daily work, or collecting garbage and delivering water, and lives a life of food and hunger.

In this state, most of these people are still optimistic. With a bottle of beer or a glass of banana wine, they can happily chat all day long.

There are also many people who live a day-to-day life. Once the wages are paid, there will be no one left, and then they will come back again after the money is spent. Moreover, it is easy for foreign workers to work hard. Normally, a job only takes two hours to complete, but they can work for you for a whole day. If you want to accuse him, he talks about bullying him and going to the government to sue you. It is quite shameless. Without skin, he looks invincible.

In fact, there are such people in all countries in the world, but there are more of them in Africa.

There are also those who are diligent and motivated. A young man named Davila is quite motivated. I met him while working on a construction site. He worked harder than Chinese workers and saved the money he earned. He said he wanted to buy a motorcycle. After buying it, he would rent it to others instead of riding it himself, and then use his salary and rent to continue buying it.

Last month, he heard from his former colleagues that Davila, a motivated young man, now owns four motorcycles and a second-hand truck, and is planning to buy two more trucks to form a transportation company.

Therefore, it is not that all Africans are lazy, but that they have not been influenced by civilization and there are too few motivated people.

The car drove forward and soon turned from the M7 highway to the M9 highway. It soon turned into a dirt road next to the Tete Institute of Technology. Behind this road was an unused warehouse. This is the warehouse of the Pereira family, but it is temporarily empty and used as a venue.

At this time, the venue was already full of people, estimated to be at least 400 people.

“Sir is here!”

Because Peng just arrived, the crowd caused a commotion. Looking at the excited crowd in front of him, this is what he has achieved in more than a year. As Peng Gang approached, the crowd automatically separated a path for him.

“I’ve kept everyone waiting, let’s go in.”

With the influx of people, the previously empty warehouse was immediately filled with people.

As soon as Peng took the microphone from Kalam, the scene immediately fell silent.

“Hey Hey hey!”

After the sound check, Peng Gang looked at the crowd sitting quietly on the stools and spoke. “Everyone is welcome to listen to my speech. Those who have never been here before raise their hands.”

Uh-huh!

More than thirty hands were raised.

“Thank you very much, please put it down.”

After putting down his hand, Peng just continued. “Thank you very much for coming, our speech begins.”

At this time, Peng Gang walked to the podium and placed the microphone on it. At this time, he did not speak, but looked at everyone. This is a little trick he learned. He stays quiet and waits until everyone looks at him before the speech begins.