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From 1920 to 1960, multiple factors such as the increase in urban population, busy transportation networks, increased sex, increased trade, and unsterilized injection behaviors contributed to the spread of HIV-1 type m in the DRC at the time.
With the transport network from Kinshasa to the southernmost and northernmost cities of the DRC, which connects southern and eastern Africa, becoming the earliest secondary transmission center. Before and after the independence of the DRC in 1960, HIV spread to a larger population and eventually spread throughout the world.
Chen Rui got off the plane at Kinshasa Ngili International Airport.
As the country's first window to the outside world, the airport is the first reflection of foreign tourists on this country.
After Chen Rui got off the plane, two things he saw with his own eyes were very bad for the first image of the country, which can be said to be very bad.
The first thing is that, as the airport of a country's capital, the road in front of the airport is pitted and covered with stagnant water, which is worse than the airports in China's third-tier cities.
The second thing is that customs officers use their power to blackmail passengers.
Not far from the tarmac is an elder line. All passengers are waiting to pass the customs. People of all skin colors have it. Chen Rui is also in the queue.
Two customs-like people are checking passports, and there are a few black men in uniforms to maintain order.
Some people in the team were constantly called away by customs officers to bring them into the inspection hall. The rooms of the inspection hall were crowded with people who had also been confiscated passports, and some people gestured to explain to the customs officers.
At this time, Chen Rui heard someone in English saying to his companion, "This is an extortion by the customs officers to take advantage of their duties. It will cost at least tens of dollars, or hundreds of dollars. If they are unlucky, they may be returned."
Chen Rui's entry procedures are relatively complete, perhaps thanks to his yellow-skinned face, you know. China has many aid and cooperation projects in the Democratic Republic of Congo, and its influence is very large.
Customs officers took Chen Rui's passport. After looking at Chen Rui, he said, "se."
The DRC was a colony of Belgium. The official language is French. 60% of the DRC people speak and 20% speak English, but they speak the most native language-Lingenan.
As a customs officer, when dealing with passengers from all over the world, he usually speaks fluent English.
The customs officer returned the passport to Chen Rui. There was no martyrdom or extortion of Chen Rui.
Chen Rui left the airport and walked outside the airport.
There are many black people scattered outside the airport, waiting for the guests to move.
As soon as the passengers came out, several black people swarmed in, rushing to help them get salute.
You must not think that they have kindly moved gifts for you.
Chen Rui saw it with his own eyes.
A white passenger dragged his suitcase out of the airport corridor and waved to a van not far away. The van came over and stopped at the side of the road about 50 meters away from the white passenger.
At this time, a black man next to him picked up the white passenger's salute and said nothing to the pickup van. Then, tipping for $ 10.
The passenger was suddenly stunned, and charged less than $ 10 for a fee less than 50 meters. This is too dark.
Chen Rui also watched it.
"Hello." At this moment, someone greeted Chen Rui, using the Chinese language in which she spoke.
"Hello." Chen Rui said, looking up, and found that he was greeted by a black man, Wu Qi was so black, as black as charcoal, and only when they laughed did they know that they also had white areas. presence. Chen Rui now understands why black toothpaste is so famous.
"My name is Bailey Thoman. Do I need to take a car?" The black man yelled again. Chen Rui asked in Chinese, with his tongue around his mouth.
"You speak Chinese." Chen Rui was very curious and asked the black man.
"I can only say three sentences," the black man said in English.
"Which three sentences?" Chen Rui asked.
"'Hello!'. 'Chinese', 'My name is Bailey Thoman. Do you need a car.'" Bailey Thoman said in Chinese, and then in English, "There are many of you in our country. Chinese, I often get Chinese guests at the airport, so I deliberately learned a few words of Chinese. "After speaking, Bailey Toman once again spoke the three Chinese words he learned in Chinese in mouthful, Hello there! ‘Chinese’ ‘I ’m Bailey Toman. Do I need a car! "That's right.
"If you don't intentionally roll your tongue, your Chinese is very standard." Chen Rui said.
"Where do I need to go?" Bailey Toman asked Chen Rui.
"Congo River Hotel." Chen Rui said.
"Okay, please get in the car," said Bailey Toman. "The Congo River Hotel is the best hotel in our country, and ordinary rooms cost $ 300 a night."
Chen Rui got in the car. This is a taxi transformed by a van. The space inside is very large.
Bailey Thoman drove his car to the Congo River Hotel.
Bailey Thoman drove very hard. Sitting in his car felt like participating in a Dakar rally. Then, the roads were pitted and the Congolese soil was sandy and the road was dusty.
The van modified by this van has very poor shock resistance and the windows are open.
Chen Rui couldn't bear it anymore. The car kept on the top of the hill. This wasn't enough. The most terrible thing was that the dust raised by the front wheels on the highway poured into the car and drove to the point where the dust could not be seen.
Taking this broken car, Chen Rui was also a bit drunk.
"Slow down," Chen Rui said quickly.
"Ok." Bailey Toman gestured and said.
"Do you often drive so hard? Www.EbookFREE.me ~ Chen Rui asked.
"Yeah, everyone here drives so fast," Bailey Toman said.
The speed slowed down, but Bailey Toman drove the music a lot, with some noise, filled with rock songs like complaints and anger, from time to time, sticking his hands out of the car, than two fingers, no Know what it means.
Chen Rui stopped talking and turned to look out the window.
Chen Rui found something strange on the highway.
Just looking at the cars running on the street, you will feel that the Congolese people are rich, and the streets are full of benz, a and other high-end cars.
Then, I checked it with my mobile phone. It turned out that was not the case.
Most of these cars are used cars from Europe and are not expensive.
In fact, before Chen Rui came to DRC, he checked some information about DRC. (To be continued)