Selling oil across Libya

Chapter 25: No money, no life.

Yasser underestimated the ruthlessness of capitalists.

Qin Rui was prepared. He not only prohibited striking workers from entering the oil production area, but also required workers who refused to return to work to leave the oil field with their personal belongings within 24 hours.

"You are no longer oilfield workers and are not allowed to enter the oilfield work area."

Company Commander Haishan led his soldiers to block Yashir and the striking workers from entering the oilfield.

Not all workers participated in the strike.

Most of those who participated in the strike were unmarried young people.

Many workers who are married and have families to support not only do not oppose the incentive system, but also strongly support it.

This all started when the Alwafa oil field stopped supplying oil to the port of Zawiya.

Although the Alwafa oil field stopped supplying oil to Zawiya, it never ceased production. The oil produced was resold to Algeria by Mohammed and Hannibal, and the profits were divided among Mohammed, Hannibal, and the oil field management.

While engaging in rampant oil speculation, the oilfield management, citing poor sales, only provided oil workers with the bare minimum living expenses, which had already sparked strong discontent among the workers.

Qin Rui's incentive system completely broke the egalitarian system of the Da Zuo era, which aroused dissatisfaction among some people, but also gained the support of some workers.

"We are still oil field workers, you have no right to do this!"

"This is our oil field, you can't do this!"

"You're the ones who should leave!"

The workers were agitated and surged toward the cordon set up by Company H.

Bah!

Saddam Hussein fired a warning shot.

You have 21 hours to decide whether to stay or leave;

"Either go back to work, or leave!"

Hai Shan remained expressionless, her gaze sharp.

The workers, who had just been indignant, instantly calmed down. When they looked at the large-caliber heavy machine gun in the pickup truck behind the cordon, their eyes were filled with fear.

The Alwafa oil field is located in the Sahara Desert, about 180 kilometers from the nearest Libyan town.

It is actually closer to Algeria, less than 10 kilometers away.

"If we leave, where can we go?"

Yusuf attempted to communicate with Haishen.

"Go wherever you like."

Hai Shan only cared about killing, not burying.

While the striking workers were confronting J Company, Zhang Yuan and Liu Yun were planting trees.

Numidia Company kept its promise and immediately transferred three months' salary, totaling 30,000 yuan, to Zhang Yuan and Liu Yun's accounts upon their arrival in Alwafa.

Although Qin Rui only stipulated that one tree be planted each month.

If you add one more, you can get a reward of ten yuan.

The tree species was acacia provided by Numidia Company. It is a drought-resistant legume and is suitable for planting in inland areas.

The water is well water.

Although Alwafa is located in the Sahara Desert and has abundant groundwater resources, the cost of drilling wells is very high, making it unaffordable for ordinary families.

The wells were built at great expense by the Libyan National Oil Corporation, which hired construction teams from East Asia. Each well was worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

As required by Numidia, the spacing between every two acacia trees must be 12 meters.

The diameter and depth of the tree pit must reach 1 meter. After planting, management is required. Numidia Company will organize an inspection one month later. Only after confirming that the tree has survived can the 10 yuan be received.

For Libyan workers, Numidia's demands were excessive; planting trees in the desert was unheard of.

Zhang Yuan and Liu Yun earned pocket money by planting trees.

Liu Yun was alright; he only transferred 20,000 yuan to Zhao Man.

Zhang Yuan transferred all 30,000 yuan to Chen Xi and the child in Chen Xi's womb.

"A tree costs ten yuan. Do you think it would be profitable if I brought a group of people from China to plant trees?"

Liu Yun wants to expand and strengthen his tree-planting business.

What about the passport and plane ticket money?

Zhang Yuan just wanted to earn some pocket money.

Many people wanted to earn pocket money. There were 217 college students who arrived in Alwafa at the same time as Zhang Yuan and Liu Yun.

In just a few days, the college students have planted nearly two thousand acacia, Chinese pistache, and Mediterranean cypress trees around the staff dormitory.

Liu Yun thought for a moment and then sighed.

"The boss's move was pretty clever."

Zhang Yuan felt a great sense of accomplishment looking at the seedlings that had already grown into a continuous patch.

"How amazing?"

Liu Yun asked casually.

"These trees were planted by our own hands. Watching them grow from seedlings into towering trees, we developed feelings and a bond with this place."

Zhang Yuan deeply realized the wickedness of human nature.

"If the boss really does what Mr. Wang said—providing us with housing, building schools, and hospitals—I'd accept it even if it meant getting citizenship!"

Liu Yun is like a dandelion; wherever the wind blows, that's home.

On the night the college students arrived, Wang Hai gave them a lot of motivational speeches.

Over time, college students' salaries will increase by 1000 per year, with no upper limit.

If your monthly salary is 10,000 this year, it will be 11,000 next year, 12,000 the year after, and so on.

This doesn't even include the year-end bonus.

Even without citizenship, working in Libya for eight or ten years is equivalent to working half a lifetime in China.

"What will happen to Zhao Man if you become a citizen?"

Zhang Yuan was startled.

"Manman has already signed the contract and will be coming over next month."

Liu Yun and Zhao Man will soon be reunited in Libya.

"You're really not going back?"

Zhang Yuan hadn't expected Liu Yun to be so determined.

"I've already discussed it with Manman. We'll each send 3000 yuan home every month, and we'll keep the rest for ourselves."

Even if we become citizens, Manman and I will keep our passports;

If things change here someday, Manman and I can go back. We always need to have a way out.

Deep down, Liu Yun still longs to return to his roots.

Before Zhang Yuan could speak, he suddenly heard gunshots.

The two hurriedly packed their things and rushed back to their dormitory.

The dormitory is a simple two-story building for migrant workers, equipped with air conditioning and a bathroom.

A group of college students on leave were crowding around the second-floor railing to watch the spectacle.

"Are these guys stupid? Trying to reason with warlords is just asking for trouble."

"The colonel protected them too well, unaware of the dangers of the world."

"Ha, humans don't thank Luo Ji."

The college students were discussing it animatedly.

"What's wrong?"

"The strike demands the abolition of the incentive system and a return to the egalitarian system."

"Damn it! These bastards don't want to make more money themselves, and they won't let us make any?"

Liu Yun started cursing loudly.

"You're wrong. What they mean is that you can do more if you want, but they have to get the same pay."

"Oh!"

Liu Yun was speechless, then burst into laughter.

Qin Rui was also smiling.

After the Numidian Brigade expressed its willingness to join the siege of Sirte, the provisional government surprisingly demanded that the Numidian Brigade hand over all four oil fields, including the Sharara and Alwafa oil fields, to the provisional government.

If the oilfield is not handed over, Numidia will have to hand over at least 80% of its profits.

How many divisions does the president have?

Qin Rui has no money, and he won't give you his life.