What kind of person is Yeltsin?

Tang Dao felt that the two sides were opposite people, the former was a vulgar and selfish person who pursued interests without bottom line. What about Tang? A noble and peaceful arms dealer.

It depends on how hard the Chechens lived? Sell Dudaev!

What should I do if I see those "good-minded people" in Mexico who can help homeless people on the streets be bullied by the evil JC? I would rather lose money than give them a fist to fight back.

If you want to buy Russian weapons, you dare to sell them. If you want to buy them, you can use the savior company as an intermediary. Anyway, you must be satisfied with freedom.

In this way, both of them showed their respective emotional intelligence on the phone, and regarded the previous "unpleasantness" as completely non-existent.

"Don't you suffer a little grievance for the sake of the revolution?" Mr. Tang thought to himself.

"Luckily, this SB didn't mention the old news." Yeltsin said in his heart.

"Good afternoon, I'm glad to receive your call." Tang Dao said with a smile, leaning over his body, picking up the cigarette on the table, knocking it gently, tilting it back, crossing his legs, unable to see it at all. He was very happy, but it seemed like a tired perfunctory after the appointment.

There was also a scumbag on the other side. Yeltsin just said kindly, very directly, "I didn't disturb you to rest, Mr. Nicholas, I'm talking to you this time to continue the topic of the last time."

He felt that telling Nicholas that the rest was completely affair with the cow. The two of them could not pee in a pot, so they opened the skylight and said it was lit.

Tang Dao smiled at the little angel and others beside him, "Of course, but I think any effort will be rewarded. Mr. Yeltsin agrees with this."

The damn bastard started to lift his hammer and start to slam the bone marrow on this already poor Russia, but Yeltsin just remained silent and said, "Yes, please tell me what you want."

I learned my lesson, oh, I finally didn't jump like that?

Yeltsin was famous for being a god. In 1994, at the ceremony of the withdrawal of the last Russian troops from Germany, Yeltsin's actions shocked the audience again. He staggered and snatched the baton from the commander of the military band and insisted on commanding himself.

This has also made the front page headlines. If it were today, I'm afraid some celebrities would definitely be crying without tears.

"Our request is actually very simple. First, your country recognizes that the Savior Company is the only private authentic sales company in the world!" Tang Dao knew how important the exclusive sales rights were. Although this thing could not resist piracy, it would be enough to have this name.

Moreover, in order not to involve the interests of some people, he also emphasized private military-industrial enterprises, that is, if the Russian officials want to sell it themselves, it is completely fine, but this has nothing to do with Yeltsin. Therefore, Tang Dao also said, "We are willing to provide your family's living security fund of 500,000 US dollars every year."

What's there in this?

Didn't you just get a name?

Yeltsin completely did not understand the horror of this exclusive monopoly sales, or he knew and did not think that it had any conflict with him.

The country can be used for sale!

(Jiangshan is an author who loves the country very much. Don’t study, don’t study!)

"Agree, what about next." Yeltsin thought for a few seconds and agreed. Who can refuse a subsidy of 500,000 US dollars a year?

"The second thing is that if our company wants to open a factory in Moscow, it needs a large piece of land."

"I will ask the secretary to do this. Then someone will come and connect with him." Yeltsin said.

Anyway, the land is not valuable now, so you can just draw a circle in Moscow city or in the suburbs.

"The third point is that we need a bonus of 20 million." Tang Dao said, holding the microphone, he heard Yeltsin on the opposite side gasp and hurriedly said, "Half of this is for you, we only get 10 million US dollars."

Yeltsin's breathing sound suddenly became much more stable.

This is how both sides plagiarize national property together, without any guilt, and those who play shock therapy are all cruel people.

"As long as you agree, you can get 10 million. If Dudaev dies, you can completely admit that this is a successful assassination and your political achievements."

Dry!

The Chechen man was too arrogant and he was determined to kill him. As long as he was killed, Yeltsin's long-planned peace agreement could be signed.

"I will let the Ministry of Internal Affairs pass this decision, but I want to know when Dudaev will die." Yeltsin was still very anxious.

Public opinion is not very friendly to him.

He didn't ask someone to check the background of the Boston newspaper. If he knew that the biggest financial backer was actually the consortium where Tang Dao was located, he would definitely not be so friendly.

"Soon, I can teach you a trick against the media, sir."

"What?"

"Pretended to be a turtle." Tang Dao laughed, and then he hung up the phone first impolitely!

Yeltsin was stunned when he heard that there was no sound on the microphone, and then he smashed the microphone on the phone with anger. The secretary stood by and shivered, and his heart felt bitter again.

He thought he was going to be scolded again, but as a result, Yeltsin just widened his eyes, his round face looked like an angry hamster, and his hairstyle looked very similar to Trump later.

The two people have a bit similar personalities.

"Go out." Yeltsin said, and the secretary hurriedly ran out.

Peng!

He supported the table with his hands and frowned. He was now entrusting his life to Tang Dao. If he made another mistake, or even if the agreement here was leaked, he would die without a place to bury him.

Don't let others know.

Yeltsin looked at the closed door, as if he could see the secretary who had just walked out through the door.

This secretary also has some time with him, and he knows too much.

Who knows what he is thinking, but his eyes are very cold.

…

Tang Dao finished smoking the cigarette, and was not in a hurry at all. He even had the mood to take out a bottle of beer from the refrigerator and pour half a bottle of it first.

He slowly ordered Hearst Theodore to ask the think tank to make a detailed combat plan, and then let Mister choose people from azrael to perform the beheading mission.

In addition to the Arctic Fox that Mister himself once led, the other one under the Umbrella Company is the company's direct unit, God of Death. This unit established under the order of Tang Dao is already very famous.

The Battle of Aldabra Island made everyone understand the ability of this umbrella company.

If Dudaev could be killed, although he would not become famous, everyone would know about it in several circles.

"But don't worry first. We must be sure of anything. Let the think tank calculate first. If their plan success rate is less than 80%, you don't need to submit it." Tang Dao said.

I heard that the think tank wants a supercomputer and perform better. Dad will buy it for you.
Chapter completed!