Chapter 359: Stale

Hearing Ahmed's question, Li Bin thought about it, sorted out his thoughts and said, "Dear Ahmed's Great Imam, I didn't expect that building a grand mosque would involve the people's relocation. This is my ignorance."

People listened quietly to Li Bin and knew that he would have some more words.

"People moved to Hydesi and involved the issue of the mixed living of all ethnic groups. Cough? You are all respected elders, and I am just a businessman. What I want is a stable and united environment that can make me dive into developing the economy. If the environment is unstable? Cough? You should know what I mean."

When everyone heard Li Bin's words, they looked at each other. Of course they knew what Li Bin meant. They also knew that Li Bin's subtext was that if there was no stable investment environment, he would consider whether there was still a need for investment. If Li Bin did not invest in Hydesi, would the Great Mosque be built again? If the Great Mosque is not built, who would move to Hydesi? What reason would there be to move to Hydesi? Even if the Deer people's heads were kicked by donkeys, they would not agree that they would move to their territory without a reason.

It is only now that people understand that the most fundamental key to this matter is Li Bin. Abushir, who is more anxious, said in a little nervously: "Mr. Shi, you can completely relieve yourself about this. We will definitely coordinate the relationship between us?"

He was still thinking about cage farming. Although he was blocked by old Cook and Hassan when he was in the car at that time, if the Bantu people could really move some of them to Hydesi, it might be that there would be no chance to fight for it. Even if the cage farming project is not available, wouldn’t it be that the teacher still have a lot of projects? The last time he arranged for his own tribe to find employment would not be a problem.

Among these people, the most anxious ones are probably Old Cook and Hassan. If these people had not suddenly intervened, Mr. Shi would have cooperated with them very happily. Now he was in a desire to retreat because of the joining of these people. The biggest loss was of course the Dir people. For those "foreign races", at most, they would just pat their butts and leave. If they hadn't been here, they would have no loss at all. But for them, they were completely different, because they had already tasted the sweetness in Li Bin and saw their hope for the future.

Hassan suddenly became anxious. He suddenly rushed up and shouted at Li Bin: "Mr. Shi, don't have any worries. Even if the Grand Mosque is not built, we Dir people will not agree to you with other ideas. Do whatever you should do, don't consider other people's opinions, at most? Cough."

Fortunately, Hassan stopped talking in time, otherwise the words would be at most that would be to start a war. But even if he didn't say it, everyone understood what he meant, threats, naked threats. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became weird.

The room was dull for a long time, and people's eyes frolicked around Li Bin and Ahmed's faces. These two people had the most say in this room. Now Li Bin has almost expressed his concerns, and it depends on how Ahmed should express it.

Ahmed was also suffering from headaches. Ethnic disputes have been left over from thousands of years and cannot be resolved overnight.

"Mr. Shi", Ahmed was silent for a while and finally spoke, and people's ears stood up in an instant. Ahmed coughed twice and then spoke, "Can I do my best to ensure the peace in Hydesi Village in the future?"

Li Bin burst into laughter, and for the first time he didn't give Ahmed any face:

"Dear Imam Ahmed, do you guarantee it?"

Ahmed was silent, yes, can he promise? This has been a problem left over for so many years. Every nation has entangled entanglements, separation and reunion dispersed. Today is still like a person, and they will immediately turn against each other tomorrow. Is this kind of thing happening under my nose? At the most, I will temporarily suppress the dispute with... with my influence, but sooner or later there will be a day of outbreak.

The room became quiet, so quiet that it could even be heard when a needle fell.

People are all lowering their heads and thinking about their thoughts. No one dares to make bold promises about the future.

Hassan's attitude has shown that it is not welcome.

Li Bin's attitude has also shown: worries.

Ahmed's attitude also shows that he cannot guarantee it.

The attitudes of others also show that this piece of meat cannot sleep without taking a bite.

Things were in a deadlock.

Ding Xiangzhu glanced across the faces of everyone in the room and found that people's expressions were different, and they were in a state of uncertainty. It was obvious that they were all engaged in fierce ideological struggles.

Ding Xiangzhu didn't understand, why did a good thing turn into a bad thing in the blink of an eye? Ding Xiangzhu turned his eyes to Li Bin in confusion, and he actually found that Li Bin was secretly winking at him.

Ding Xiangzhu looked at Li Bin for a long time and a hint of inspiration flashed in his mind, as if he had grabbed something, but it seemed that he had not grabbed anything. Ding Xiangzhu raised his eyebrows at Li Bin in confusion, and Li Bin slowly blinked at him. Ding Xiangzhu let out a breath, thought carefully, and coughed gently twice.

Although the cough was very small, a thunder broke out in the room at this moment, which attracted everyone's attention.

Seeing everyone's puzzled and eager eyes, Ding Xiangzhu cleared his throat and said to Li Bin: "Mr. Shi, is there no good solution to this matter? I am an ordinary person, but I really don't want to see the Somali people become so chaotic and so poor again."

Ding Xiangzhu clearly saw a look of praise in Li Bin's eyes, but Li Bin in his eyes shook his head gently, sighed and said, "It's difficult."

People were stunned for a moment, and hope ignited in their eyes. "It's difficult" means that there is still a way, but it's just that this way is more difficult, not that this way is not feasible. As long as there is a way, with the energy of the people in this room, they have the confidence to do it. At least in the Juba River Basin, what they say is still full of words, and no one will ignore their existence.

"Mr. Shi, just say what you can do. You will know if it is difficult. There is no such thing as us in the southern part of Somalia." Abushir, who was impatient, asked again, and his words represented the thoughts of all of them.

Li Bin shook his head gently again, looked at Abushir and said, "The key to the problem lies in you."

"What?" Everyone was stunned again. However, some people woke up quickly, but it was not difficult. It was not difficult for them. In the Juba River Basin, they had the final say. If anything happened, it would definitely be theirs.

Li Bin didn't wait for everyone to ask, and then said, "I want to ask you all, do you really want to invade other races or trample others under your feet? Are you really not tired of this war for years? Do you really don't want everyone to calm down the war and sit down like brothers? Do you really don't want to live a prosperous and prosperous life?"

Li Bin's series of questions stolen people, yes, do we really like war so much?

"Whoever... likes to fight is a livestock." Abushir shouted again.

Li Bin was secretly happy with Abushir's cooperation and nodded and stopped talking. Seeing that Li Bin was silent again, Abushir couldn't help but feel anxious, stood up suddenly, looked at Li Bin and asked:

"Mr. Shi, just say anything. Isn't there a saying? You must do what you can do, and you must find a way to do what you can't do."

With a "puff" sound, Li Bin couldn't help laughing. If it was so fashionable, I really didn't know what Abushir, a patriarch in his forties, heard from such a closed place, and he learned and used it very well.

Li Bin's laughter did not relieve the tension in the room at all. Except for Ahmed, who had no expression on his face, others were filled with anxiety. When was it time? How could Mr. Shi still laugh?

Li Bin stopped keeping it, looking at everyone and said, "Since everyone wants peace and does not want war, I suggest that you ethnic groups form a political party, so that everyone will be a family, and come together for the goal of peace, so that everyone will not have to separate each other anymore. What about the Havia people...Dir people...Bantu people...Ogaden people, there should not be this concept in your political party. There can be differentiated among ethnic groups, but nothing can be represented, because you are all Somalis. Your goal is for Somalia.

The prosperity and strength of a race is not the overriding of others. What you need to resist should be the invasion of non-Somalis. Like China, there are much more ethnic groups than you, Somalia. We have fifty-six ethnic groups and a population of 1.4 billion, but when we go abroad, we only have one concept in our minds: I am Chinese. I think the concept of Great China also applies to your Somalia. Why can't you establish a complete and unified Great Somalia? When you go abroad, you can face other people's questions and say loudly: I am Somalia."
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