Afghanistan, in an unknown small ravine.

The sky was foggy, the air was filled with the smell of fire, and the sound of gunfire could even be heard scattered in the distance.

The AK47 assembly line, the first overseas factory of Huozhong Company, is located here, and because of its good development, almost all the surrounding villages are full of laborers, so assembling weapons should not be too simple.

As long as they are not stupid, almost everyone can assemble it. The greatest advantage of human beings is that they like to use their brains, especially to make things that kill people more convenient.

The factory has developed quite well under Lu En's leadership, and he still has some sense.

At this time, at the gate of the factory, Luen, dressed in local Afghan clothing, squinted, held a cigarette in his mouth, and had a "destaler", which is a headdress, wrapped around his head. If it weren't for his skin color, it would be hard to tell.

Moreover, Luen has a little belly and a little flesh on his cheeks. He is holding a stack of

Afghani handed it to the armed man in front of him and said dissatisfiedly, "Gallish, this is the fourth time this month!"

Standing in front of him was a man in a robe with a sloppy beard and sticky substance on it, which made him feel a little nauseous under the sunlight.

The other party counted the stack of afghani and was still drooling. Perhaps this gesture is universal to the world.

Grealish's voice was very thick, or rather unpleasant. He raised his head and looked at Roen, with a bit of indifference in his deep eyes, "You have to get used to it."

Fuck you!

Luen was about to hit the opponent's head with a shot on the spot.

If there weren't so many of you, you would be the one lying on the ground now.

Lu En frowned, "You are making it difficult for me to do business."

"With us, you can do better, right?" Grealish looked at him and said.

Lu En was unable to refute now, and could only say in a low voice, "I hope it won't happen too often, otherwise, I will lose money, and we will finish the job together, and you won't make any money either!"

This kind of performance is like the person being wheeled trying to resist, but it is full of an impulse that makes people want to continue bullying.

Grealish smiled and said he didn't promise anything. If a factory like this opened next to their guerrillas wants to operate safely, it has to pay protection fees!

Yes, they are guerrillas. They were members of the resistance to the Soviet Union before. Later, the Soviet Union ran away. What do you think these militants want?

Of course want more!

Most of the people in Afghanistan started their lives in this way, including Massoud. Some of them were supported by foreign powers and wanted to drag the Soviet Union into the quagmire. The wooly bear has been reduced to this situation. Afghanistan deserves its name as the graveyard of empires.

But after Mao Xiong withdrew from the Soviet Union, those European and American bastards refused to give money or supplies. Therefore, the nature of many guerrillas changed, from resistance at the beginning to oppression now.

But they are not fools. Sabotage will only bring temporary benefits. If they maintain it, it will be like the arsenal of the Fire Company, turning over 50,000 afghani every month!

That’s about $500!

This is not a small amount of money, and, in addition to these, these guerrillas often come down to fight the autumn wind like bandits. They can pay dozens of afghanis, which is affordable, but disgusting.

Lu En took a deep look and suppressed the idea of ​​beating the opponent to death from behind. His eyes flashed fiercely, but he took a deep breath, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, twisted his toes hard, and said in a muffled voice.

After getting dressed, he walked back to the factory, followed by two armed bodyguards.

Here, you have to have your own force.

The factory has about ten armed guards, these...

Tinder companies don’t even know!

"Boss, the company has urged us to hand over the account books, as well as the purchase and daily sales status."

As soon as Lu En walked into the office, he saw an exotic-looking woman with a slender figure standing inside. She was his secretary.

Of course, the money was paid by the company. After all, what's the point of finding a secretary when you are working alone outside?

Even though the higher-ups knew what was going on, they just used public funds to date the girl.

When Lu En heard this, his face wrinkled and he looked at the bodyguard behind him. He was still a little dull, so he frowned and said, "Get out."

The bodyguard reluctantly withdrew his eyes from the secretary, walked out of the door, and looked back while the door was closed.

Lu En threw the tiara on his head on the table, hugged him, and took a bite first. The secretary suddenly said, "Boss, why don't you do it yourself? We don't need to share the money with them. Everyone above

in spite of."

"This factory doesn't belong to me."

"But you are in charge, and you still turn it in every month. I think we can swallow it. You said the boss above is a Chinese? Can he still come here and want to go back? This is Afghanistan, not Asia."

Lu En was a little tangled and looked very struggling, "This is not good..." After he finished speaking, he saw a flash of disappointment in the secretary's eyes, and his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "I mean, I and I

Umbrella has a good relationship with them, and this will make it very difficult for them."

He was still hesitating, but his tone didn't include Gao Jun at all. For him, the only thing he cared about was the big brother of his mercenary group.

The secretary was also very considerate and understood that she could not force him at this time, but had to follow him. She thought for a moment as if to be pretentious, "I think your idea is right, but you can't owe yourself anything, right?

You can get more."

"How much money is left in the safe? Go take a look." Lu En patted her XX and asked. The other party rolled her eyes at him, then walked to the safe next to her and took off the necklace. It was a shell.

It was a kind of decoration, and then she turned it open and saw a key inside, which was quite deep.

Use the key to open the safe, and you will see stacks of U.S. dollars and afghanis inside, as well as the antique trinkets that Rune collected.

I have to say that he quite trusts the other party.

"There are seven thousand US dollars in total..." the secretary turned around and said. Lu En thought for a moment, "take out five thousand US dollars and transfer two thousand US dollars to the company's account."

Hold!

This guy's food is really ugly.

How dare you eat like this!

"Dear, I want to buy something." When the secretary heard Lu En's decision, his face was like piled cotton, which made people look a little tired, but Lu En might like this.

Cover the other party, and the other party picks her up a little bit.

"What do you want to buy?"

"I want to buy a necklace. It's very beautiful. It only costs 200 US dollars."

What necklace is so expensive?

But Lu En seemed to be on top. He took at least tens of thousands of dollars from the factory.

But only he knows the specific amount.

The two people in the office did not see the God pattern hanging on the wall, and looked at them deeply with their eyes.

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ps: Didn’t win! Don’t say you won!
Chapter completed!