Chapter 153: Money stinks or corpse stinks?
Gao Jun straightened his legs, letting himself relax, and watched several guards carrying the body out of the warehouse. They all covered their mouths and noses with gauze. The smell was very lethal.
pang!
I heard a dull sound, and then saw an arm falling.
"Damn it! Pay attention, idiot, are you going to break him up?" The guard cursed in a low voice at his colleagues in dissatisfaction. He glanced at Gao Jun and Tonikov in the distance, and happened to see each other looking at him in the same way.
This expression immediately made me feel guilty.
Boss Gao narrowed his eyes, could this body be broken into pieces so easily?
But then I thought about it, and I seemed to have seen a few incomplete corpses, with arms and legs missing, and some even turned into black charcoal.
The scene at that time must have been horrific!
Gao Jun didn't care about the guard's "rude" actions. You're dead, so what do you care about?
Taylor crossed his legs, fiddled with his socks with his left hand, and continued talking to the phone, "I thought about it, I think, I think we should start a new business. It is difficult to make a breakthrough in the arms business in the short term." He paused.
Still sighed, this was rare to see.
"The current social environment is not good and the economic pressure is high. Many sellers can't get cash. I came all the way here and they gave me one hundred thousand dollars. Damn it, even the prostitutes in Hollywood have more than that!"
Of course Gao Jun had resentment. He was not a saint. He crawled in the trenches while braving bullets flying over his head. Then he looked up and saw, good guy, a concentration camp!
And it was a very poor concentration camp where no Italians lived...
Taylor listened quietly to the boss continue talking.
"I plan to expand the barbarian department and officially recruit mercenaries, with a monthly salary of 1,600 US dollars and combat bonuses..."
"After one month of registration, 40 people will be selected and sent to Senegal. I will try to get orders from the French here." Gao Jun said and looked at the corpses of the foreign legions again.
Tragically, there must be an uproar among the French, and foreigners are not the only ones in the Foreign Legion.
If you send these corpses back by yourself, it should be very simple to get an order, such as... guarding the important French facilities in Dakar!
This is all within his plan.
The war performance award of 1,600 US dollars is already a very high salary. You don’t think that mercenaries are some kind of sophisticated industry, do you?
In the future, the famous Wagner Company once went to prisons to recruit workers, because bad guys can live a more prosperous life and have the right to enjoy the happiness brought by violence.
About two years before and after the collapse of the Soviet Union, a large number of soldiers with Soviet military history went to participate in overseas battlefield activities, and their wages were very small. Of course, they were more than they could earn at home.
$1,600…
Boss Gao is so kind. At least he didn’t ask you to pay to work!
Oh, this kind of outrageous thing should be impossible to happen on earth.
"Is it too fast?" Taylor was stunned. This was not part of their plan. According to the company's articles of association, they had to wait at least half a year to a year, and at least there were more zeros in the company account or the boss's account before they came up with this idea.
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Raising a bunch of people is also a huge burden on logistical expenses!
Moreover, the most important thing is the order issue. Almost every hiring company has capital or political endorsement behind it. Look at Military Professional Resources Company, which is the largest private military company in the United States. It was founded by Army General Lewis in 1987. Blackwater?
It's just a layman's boast. Moreover, at this time, Blackwater Company didn't know where to eat dirt.
Gao Jun saw the chaos and longevity of African wars, and it was wars that made real money.
Moreover, based on the performance of the US military in the Gulf War, in addition to marveling at its military capabilities, you also have to observe their domestic public opinion. Every person killed in action will arouse the dissatisfaction of domestic anti-war organizations. The Pentagon will definitely increase its spending on private contracting.
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Whatever the US military does, the world will do!
This is almost something that many countries have in common. You can call him a shit-maker, but you have to say that in the current world, when the Soviet Union gradually closes its eyes, the crown of the world is on the head of the Americans.
Many people think so, and the United States must be right!
Therefore, the outsourcing war has not only enabled many investors to make a fortune, but also promoted the ambition of careerists to subvert the world. The number of wars will never decrease.
"No! This is not fast. We are in a delay. The cleaner the finance, the better. Taylor, Pyrotechnics needs a loan. You can contact several powerful companies in San Francisco and borrow millions of dollars. This
It allows us to be more closely connected with local capital. The poor only use knives to commit crimes, while the rich only use guns to play games. We have to cooperate with local people. After all, banks are the biggest gangsters in the city."
It’s easy to get a foothold, but if you want to make a fortune, you can’t live alone. The biggest advantage of a loan is that when you commit a crime, do you think the court will be the most anxious?
No! It's a bank. Even if the property can be auctioned in the end, how many of them can go to the bank?
If you join the circle of capitalists, you won’t be targeted by too many people!
Taylor scratched his head and said, "Boss, the company has nothing to pledge as collateral. This..."
"Find a way! Give money, give women, give luxury houses. I don't believe that any bank executive has no desire. You don't need me to teach you."
Taylor paused, "Of course, boss, I can handle it. There will always be someone who will cooperate with us, and no one will have trouble with money. After all, those who have trouble with money have already had their heads blown off."
"Yes! In the United States, the U.S. dollar is first, capital is second, football is third, and the President of the United States is fourth. All he needs to do is please the interests." Gao Jun agreed with him.
"Okay, sir!" The changed guard raised his hand and said, Tonikov waved over to express his understanding, turned to look at the boss, Gao Jun made a gesture and looked at his watch, "Okay.
Okay, man, I have something going on here."
"What the Pyrotech Company wants now is to have a good relationship with capital, the San Francisco government? Damn it, you should be like throwing a bone to a dog, giving them the occasional happiness, do you understand?"
If these words get out, Gao Jun will definitely be in big trouble. Dogs don't like others to call them dogs, because when their owners don't care about things, they think they are the biggest in the whole family.
"I see."
"Okay, I'll call you if anything happens." Gao Jun hung up the phone and threw it to Tony, who quickly took it and stuffed it into his bag.
"Hey, sir, I think you'd better get some perfume. These corpses stink too much." The guard trotted over and said proactively.
"Don't worry, I have a way to block the smell." Gao Jun smiled and took out a five-dollar bill and put it under his nose, "That's it."
The smell of money is better than the smell of corpses.
The guard was startled.
"I gave it to you, sir. Thank you for your help." Gao Jun stuffed the money into the other person's arms, put it in his pocket, and left gracefully.
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Chapter completed!