South Africa, SHIELD branch.

Before the monk returned to America, he was fully responsible for the affairs here.

All of them, including the oil business and the connections with the chieftains' families, were in his hands.

However, after he left, a lot of changes happened here.

The headquarters was moved to South Africa, and the person in charge was replaced by monks to Samod, Barnett and Bobby.

When the three of them learned that the headquarters was about to cooperate with care funds, they were a little worried.

This is not a paradise of peace, chaos is the theme of this land, and the nature of the work of care funds and the Red Cross will cause them a lot of trouble.

"Why do we have to cooperate with the care funds and the Red Cross?" Samoy said in the smoke-covered room, holding a cigar in her mouth.

"Samod, have you forgotten something?"

Barnett glanced at him coldly, and Samod was becoming more and more presumptuous. Perhaps his black compatriots were exerting influence on him.

"I know what's the reason, come on, Barnett, I'm just talking casually." Samot said without hesitation.

"It's better if you know it. I will be responsible for the cooperation. I will tell you the result." Bobby took his last sip of beer and turned away from the room.

Samoto saw that the two of them were dissatisfied with him, but he didn't care. As long as the boss still trusted him, the environment here made him feel as if he was in a good mood.

Once upon a time, Samod thought that black skin would only cause trouble, but here, especially after leaving South Africa, the skin color brought him unthinkable benefits.

It keeps Samod in good relations with many tribal leaders because they are all black people, and this black friend will bring them food, medicine, weapons and money.

Although these are provided by SHIELD, who knows?

They only knew that the black friend Samod was the one who brought the goods to him, and because of this he became a guest of honor for many tribal leaders.

The territory controlled by these tribes has various priceless minerals. Whether the ad-b can work properly in Africa also needs to weigh the opinions of the tribe.

So, Samoto was not afraid of being rejected by Barnett and Bobby at all. Perhaps he would have nothing to be afraid of in the near future...

Assist the Red Cross and Care Funds in Africa's activities, but SHIELD must be notified before the action and will not accept temporary help unless it is an ongoing activity.

Clashes of clans and racial conflicts are not allowed, political, military, and oppose the authorities...

There are many prerequisites for tripartite cooperation, which is to ensure SHIELD's actions and security in Africa.

They are able to enter and exit the colonies freely, and they have conditions to keep the border open and still have to abide by these conditions now.

"Remember, all actions should be dominated by SHIELD's orders, rather than being led by them. If it harms SHIELD's interests, give up them..."

"What if they are in danger?" Bobby wanted to know the bottom line.

"That was asked by them. We are not philanthropists, and SHIELD is not a charity, do you understand?" Li Zitao's opinion was very persistent.

He raised his hand to stop Mary who wanted to speak around him. After Li Zitao reiterated a few "no" points, he hung up the phone.

"Is that all?" Mary finally spoke.

"Yes, that's it... the life of the Special Guard is life, I can't let them take risks for nothing, especially without any benefit."

Seeing that Mary wanted to say something else, Li Zitao interrupted, "Mary, this question ends here. Maybe you should go to the United Nations to see if there is any other way."

The peacekeeping force has not yet appeared, and Li Zitao hopes that she can make this happen, which will at least relieve him of a lot of trouble.

This was the first time the two of them had parted in disagreement. Li Zitao's insistence made her unhappy, and Mari's stubborn opinion also made him unhappy.

Neither of them wanted to continue talking. Li Zitao still had a lot of important work to do, and the new year was about to begin.

"It's all fake accounts and bad accounts. The war emptied this bank. Fortunately, there are a large number of empty accounts, and the money in it is now all ours. I really deserve to thank the head of state..."

"Shut up...you should learn to respect the dead." Li Zitao's disgusted expression made the executive who was reporting on his job silently and sit down silently.

"All account documents are destroyed, no word is allowed. Do you understand? Let all employees who are exposed to the information sign a confidentiality agreement, otherwise they will leave."

Li Zitao's indifferent style made the executives look at each other. He just said that he would keep respect for the dead, and now he would take away all the money in the account.

"Is there any problem?" Li Zitao's eyes swept across everyone's faces.

"No, in this way we will get enough funds, at least tens of millions, enough to fill the gaps within the bank."

"Very good, go and do it!" Li Zitao stood up by knocking on the table.

"Charlie... are you going to take away those people's money?" The meeting ended and Juliana stayed.

"Don't use the words to take away these two words, they are the assets of the bank." Li Zitao said in a relaxed tone.

"You know that's not the case... If someone investigates it, it will cause trouble." Juliana was a little worried.

Even after experiencing the Holocaust, the influence of the Jews cannot be underestimated.

"What does that have to do with us? Deutsche Bank has been dismembered and auctioned, and those documents were thrown away before taking over, and we don't know anything."

If Li Zitao dared to do this, he would have thought about the consequences. If he took over the complete Deutsche Bank, he would have considered this matter again and again.

But now Germany has been demolished in scattered, a large number of senior executives have been arrested and imprisoned, and employees have also fled one after another, fleeing and being arrested.

The confidential documents in the past were thrown everywhere like garbage. What does it matter if you lose some of the information about your account?

Besides, who can prove that they really existed?

"I will let someone do it." Now that he has made the decision, Juliana will make this matter safer and will not let anyone catch the handle.

"Is there anything else I need to do?" Juliana said ambiguously around his neck with her hands.

"Yes, take good care of your belly and stop drinking." Li Zitao had already smelled the smell of wine in her mouth.

"What's the point of drinking?" At this time, even cigarettes are safe. Smoking, drinking, and perming are the signs of ladies.

"Listen to me, stop drinking, at least not when you are pregnant." Li Zitao said seriously, grabbing her wrist.
Chapter completed!