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Chapter 282 Worrying about the people of the world

"If we simply force them to agree to sign the relocation contract, then I have many ways!" Jonas tilted his head and looked at Sean, "Death threats, harassment, even if those people call the police, it will be useless. The matter is not serious.

, it only lasts a few days at most, and most of it is community labor. If someone else continues, it will not take long to make those residents bow their heads."

"Heh, you're not afraid of running into someone with a bad temper, so he just jumps at you with a gun." Sean sneered.

"Who is afraid of shooting? If you really dare to shoot, then don't blame me for being ruthless." Jonas said with a frown on his neck.

"Nonsense, if a gun is fired, then it will be a big deal. Do you really think there is only one New Century in the United States? Other media will not report it. This is a government outsourcing project. They will not criticize the gangs, but they will definitely criticize the government.

, the government will not take the blame for you, and will withdraw the order immediately." Sean said coldly.

This freedom of speech and the benefits of the media not being controlled by the government are reflected at this moment.

Regardless of whether the media is just for sales, at least it is really speaking for the people, and will not be easily removed from the hot search, and blatantly invisible...

Of course, there are many disadvantages. It will make the official credibility...well, it seems to be very bad.

"Then what do you say, why don't I believe that you can make people move willingly without illegal means?" Jonas curled his lips with a look of disbelief.

"Either I am your eldest brother." Sean raised the corner of his mouth and reached out to pat Jonas on the shoulder, "You are still too young. I told you to read more and read more, but you just don't stop."

"These days, without culture, you can't even do the mafia, do you understand?"

The corners of Jonas' mouth twitched when he thought of reading, and Bill next to him almost laughed like crazy.

"Don't laugh, Bill, you're fucking reading to me too. I'll find someone to start teaching you later!" Sean glared at Bill and said angrily: "You are the largest fucking private army in the world.

Helmsman of strength, you have this shit culture, even if you don’t feel embarrassed, don’t you find it difficult to manage it?”

Bill's laughter disappeared immediately, and he looked at Sean blankly, "No, brother, I don't want it!"

"No, you do!" Sean snorted.

This time it was Jonas' turn to laugh out loud.

"You both need to get a bachelor's degree from a university. Don't expect the university to let you down. I'll say hello." Sean's eyes swept over their faces with malicious intent.

"Fake!"

"Kill me!" The two of them put on masks of pain.

"Okay, let's get back to business." After a while of commotion, Sean brought the topic back, "Jonas, you want to sort out all the information about the residents who are unwilling to be demolished. Who is the head of the household? Are they single or have a family?

Whether you are male or female, how old you are, what your personality is, all information must be collected.”

"Then don't you have a large number of women in your hands now? They are all very beautiful. Select a group of women who want to do some serious work and let them find those men to talk to. If they are single, they will come directly to you. If they have a family, they will contact you.

Interview.”

Jonas blinked, "Is this talk you're talking about serious?"

"Ahem, it must be serious at the beginning." Sean touched his nose, "Let those women dress up their weak points and emphasize how many difficulties they have, why the tuition for school is not enough, how to pay back the money for the father and daughter, how to greet the younger brother

Sister, I need money, and only by negotiating a contract can I get enough money."

"Do you understand how to be miserable? You have to be able to impress people, but you can't be coquettish. Men who are too easy to get don't know how to cherish them!"

"Then what!" Jonas looked strange.

"Ahem, on weekdays, you should inadvertently show your charm and give some hints. If you have no choice but to force yourself, as long as the other party is willing to sign the contract, you can pay a small price. Of course, it is best if the other party can take the initiative to propose it." Sean chose.

Raise an eyebrow.

"So, you call this serious work?" Jonas looked at Sean with contempt.

"For me, your eldest brother, the great Mr. Sean, get the land as soon as possible. Isn't this fucking decent enough!" Sean glared at Jonas fiercely.

"Ha, this is so serious!" Jonas laughed out loud, "What if she is a single woman? Or maybe this man doesn't actually like women, looking for those ducks?"

"Ahem, dealing with women is different from dealing with men. Don't you also have those pretty boys who specialize in deceiving women?" Sean continued: "It's just a piece of toilet paper, and you can also use it to wipe your butt. These pretty boys are also useful.

, let them seduce those women, well, it doesn’t matter if they have families.”

"As long as one party in the family agrees to move, things will be easy to handle."

"As for those gays..." Sean rubbed his arms nonchalantly, goosebumps already appeared on his arms, "Then let's shoot those ducks. Anyway, start with human nature."

"If some of them are old people, then start with family ties. If that doesn't work, go to the three Aijia brothers. They are screenwriters and ask them to design the script."

"If there are those who have done everything but don't want to admit the blame, go to court directly. Damn it, just the legal fees will make them bankrupt!" Sean said fiercely.

Jonas gave a thumbs up, "Dog, you are still a dog, a born bad breed!"

"I'm going to fuck you!" Sean punched him.

Sean also learned these methods from Benzi, who had a good life in his childhood. After the Plaza Accord, Benzi's real estate prices skyrocketed. At this time, persuading people to relocate became a major problem that troubled real estate developers.

The notebooks have given full play to their own racial characteristics and can always find some novel methods.

Of course, during this period, it is indeed necessary to cooperate with some means of intimidation.

Let's take a multi-pronged approach. As long as you're not that stubborn, you can still get it done.

After the method was explained, Sean stopped caring.

Including the design issues of the building and Sean Stadium, Sean left it to Norris to contact.

I came to Los Angeles, where I made a bet with Murdoch, planned...ahem, eased racial conflicts, cracked down on gangs, maintained law and order in Los Angeles, and worked hard to build a new Los Angeles.

Good guy, I'm so busy catching up with the underground mayor of Los Angeles.

Sean: I'm so great.

There are too many things squeezed in Newark, and Sean needs to go back and deal with it.

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"If you don't come back, I will go to Los Angeles to catch you!" As soon as Sean arrived in Newark, Xiaobu ran over.

"No, no, this is not to contribute to the reconstruction of Los Angeles. As an American, I must do this without any hesitation!" Sean said with a reserved look.

"Ha! So, I have to thank you on behalf of all Americans." Xiao Bu couldn't hold back his laughter. You really deserve a beating for your shameless appearance.

"You're welcome, you're too polite!" Sean waved his hand indifferently.

"Hiss..." Xiao Bu gasped, "Really, if I couldn't beat you, I really want to punch you to death."

"You know you can't beat me, but you still say that!" Sean grabbed Xiao Bu's neck and said viciously.

After laughing for a while, Xiaobu got down to business, "I've been talking about the coal mine for more than half a year, what's going on with you!"

"I'll do it, of course I'll do it. I don't have enough time to do it. I'll do it in the next few days." Sean sighed. He was too busy every day.

"Then what's the plan?" Xiaobu said impatiently: "Your power plant in Cartagena will be built in a few months. You're really not in a hurry, are you?"

"Plan... have you registered the company?" Sean tilted his head and looked at Xiao Bu.

"There is no need to register. I have registered a mineral mining company in the early years." Xiao Bu said proudly: "It has a history of 8 years."

"Eight years, still history?" Sean looked at Xiao Bu with a strange expression.

Xiaobu instinctively felt that something was not good at all.

"I didn't expect that eight years could be combined with the word history." Sean looked at Xiao Bu with a playful look and gave a thumbs up, "piu~ bright!"

Xiaobu's brows twitched.

"I just like how confident you are."

"Just like your oil company that has never drilled an oil well, right?"

"Fake, Ni Zuokai!" Xiaobu's nose was so angry that he was so angry. This guy was so annoying and his words were so irritating.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" Sean put his hands on his hips and laughed wildly.

It’s cool to mock the future president mercilessly!

"Okay, okay, let's stop making trouble!" Xiao Bu avoided a kick and said, "In this way, you can directly ask someone to apply to the Colombian government to purchase land in Guajira Province in the name of the company.

, aren’t there already proven coal mines with huge reserves over there?”

"They won't sell it, or if they do, the price will be very high." Xiaobu shook his head and said.

Colombia has huge coal reserves, the largest in South America. Although the government is unable to develop it and cannot find a market, it will not sell it at a stupidly low price.

That's selling out national resources, even if they take money from government officials privately.

"If it doesn't sell, it won't be sold, but we still have to go through the minimum process." Sean said with a smile: "This is called procedural justice."

"Then what?" Xiaobu knew there would be a follow-up.

"Then I asked someone to go there. There is an anti-government guerrilla group in Guajira Province, which is right on the border with Venezuela, and they are supporting them with a batch of weapons..." Sean said slowly.

"You want to support the rebels to take over Guajira Province?" Xiaobu looked at Sean in shock.

It’s not surprising, after all, the United States, which never interferes in other countries’ internal affairs, often supports anti-government forces in various countries.

But in the past, this was all done by the state, but now I suddenly heard that Sean, a private person, wanted to support me, and I didn't react for a while.

"Why, no?" Sean glanced at Xiao Bu.

"Okay, why not!" Xiao Bu laughed loudly, remembering that Sean controlled the largest private armed force in the world.

To say that Colombia was captured is definitely an exaggeration. Of course, this does not mean that it cannot be defeated, but that it cannot be captured.

But if you want to support an armed force to win a province, that is definitely not a problem.

What's more, the province of Guajira is also close to the province of Bolivia. The province of Guajira only has a population of about 500,000. Sean can dominate Bolivia with one hand.

After the occupation, it is not about mining as much as you want.

As for the Colombian government forces, neither Sean nor Xiao Bu mentioned it. It was unnecessary and they didn't take it seriously at all.

Government troops are so fucking bad!

Reality is not a game. It cannot be called an army if it has guns, artillery and organization, and can exert its combat effectiveness.

These days, the gap between armies is greater than the gap between humans and dogs.

With the same equipment, a company of rabbits can kill thirty rabbits.

The reason why the army is called the army pays more attention to faith and spirit.

If you only have weapons, you will probably turn around and run away as soon as the gun fires on the battlefield.

A ghost guy can chase a group of my Qing people like rabbits.

Pablo could send people to fight with the military in the Colombian capital and snatch his arrested brother back from the court...

As far as this combat power is concerned, it can really be ignored.

After the matter was settled, Xiao Bu went to take care of it, and Sean also took action.

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"Blow it up!"

"Boom, boom!"

"Boom, boom!"

"Boom, boom!"

Far away in Sri Lanka in the Indian Ocean, Prabhakaran stood up again after receiving supplies.

After listening to suggestions from free countries, Prabhakaran decided to change the target of the attack from slums to livelihood facilities and power plants!

Prabhakaran brought 15 individual mortars all at once.

I have never obtained such good equipment before. It is easy to carry, has a large shooting angle, and has strong destructive power. It is suitable for cooperation with infantry as a supplementary firepower.

This thing is very suitable for jungle warfare and individual guerrilla warfare.

Therefore, after the Vietnam War, many countries refused to export it despite its low technological content.

If this thing is equipped with dozens of doors, it can completely deprive a large combat unit of its combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

A roaring explosion sounded in a thermal power plant, causing huge destruction and chaos in an instant.

The workers in the power plant screamed and fled in all directions, so the guards in the factory had to find a way to rush out and destroy these mortars.

Otherwise, if the explosion continues like this, the factory will be completely destroyed!

However, Prabhakaran had already been prepared. He had just rushed out with dozens of AKs and a wave of firepower, and beat the people back, leaving only a few corpses on the ground.

With the help of mortars, Prabhakaran felt that it was okay to go directly!

A power plant was destroyed, and Prabhakaran was not satisfied.

On the other side, the boss of Kiranola Electric Power Company, which suffered heavy losses, was furious and severely punished his two female secretaries.

Otherwise, what else can be done?

Can we still go to Prabhakaran to cause trouble? If he had that ability, he would not lose to the current Sri Lankan president in the election.

Of course, there were no measures taken at all, so we immediately contacted the umbrella company stationed in Sri Lanka.

If the power plant cannot escape, then it can only be protected by someone.

only……

"Damn umbrellas, damn Americans!" In the office, Kiranola pushed the two female secretaries down on the desk, cursing as if to vent his anger, and kept tearing the secretaries' hair with his hands.

clothing.

"A group of vampires, scavenging vultures, trash that can only give birth to daughters!" He picked up a milky white stick-shaped thing with a spiral on the table and pressed the switch.

"Buzz..."

"I'll kill you, I'll kill you!!!"

"Bitch!!"

Several power plants have to hire manpower, and the price offered by the umbrella is obviously not something he can afford.

Not daring to say anything in person, Kiranola 'punished' the two secretaries again.

I have been scolded and punished, but things still have to be done.

On the same day, Kiranola issued an order to recruit Sri Lankan veterans and form a security company imitating the umbrella.

"It's just a security company, does it really have much technical content?"

“Don’t I know how to form my own!”

"Yes, we can't compete with the American soldiers, but there are so many of us. If we fight one by one, how can we be afraid of you?"

After all, Kiranola is one of the richest people in Sri Lanka, and he still has the ability to copy answers.

I found a team of officers from the army, recruited more than 200 people, and formed my own security team within a few days.

For a moment, Kiranola straightened up and said, "Firearms, aren't they just guns? We have money!"

"I went to Asan to buy it. I asked about it. Asan combines Soviet receivers, grips, magazines, cartridges and speeders, Belgian stocks, gas regulators and flash hiders, and American handguards.

With the magazine, the German charging handle, and the best features of firearms from many countries, after 15 years of careful research and development, we have developed the most advanced firearm in the world, the Insas 5.56mm rifle."

"Yes, we will use the best. I have already contacted Ah San about this, and they promised to transfer some of the stock that was originally used to assemble the troops to me."

"With such advanced firearms, a mere LTTE can't stop them!"

If you don’t have your own information channels, and you don’t understand it yourself, then of course you’re just following what others say.

Asan dares to brag, and Kiranola dares to believe it.

Of course, Kiranola was right about one thing. Ah San’s gun is indeed a well-known firearm.

After all, ordinary guns do not take the magical step of boiling them in boiling water before shooting...

It can only be said that Asan is a country that turns decay into magic.

(PS: If you are interested, you can search it. Reality is far more exciting than fiction.)

(PS2: Boiled guns are available in various countries, but they are mostly used on old firearms or firearms that have been sealed for many years. New guns must be boiled at all times, and this is the only one without a semicolon.)

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"No, I just came back from Sri Lanka, and you're going to throw me into the tropical rain forest?" Yuri looked at Sean with disgust.

"Then forget it if you don't want to go. We have a lot of people over there in Colombia." Sean said "Oh" and stood up.

"Oh, don't!" Yuri grabbed Sean, came over and said with a smile: "If my brother's affairs are left to the people below, can I rest assured?"

"Can I?"

"I can not!"

Sean looked at Yuri cross-eyed and angrily, "I found that after two trips to Sri Lanka, you have become thicker and thicker."

"That's a compliment!" Yuri laughed loudly.

To be honest, Yuri's gang in New York is quite powerful. It is the largest Italian gang in Manhattan.

However, due to Sean's influence, the gang's internal management is also flat and formulaic. It doesn't matter whether he, the boss, is there or not.

In the past, when he had no money and no time, he could still join a gang. Now that he can be said to have complete wealth and freedom, he will inevitably have more pursuits. The trip to Sri Lanka opened a new world for Yuri.

Naturally, he doesn't want to stay in New York and grow hairy.

As for reselling arms, triggering wars, and causing many deaths...

It's as if if I don't sell these fucking arms, those places will immediately become peaceful!

"Tell me what to do this time!" Yuri said, patting his chest.

"This time I am going to Guajira Province in Colombia. At the junction of southern Guajira Province with Venezuela and Norte Santander Province, there is an anti-government organization called the Cadip Armed Forces. There are about 2,000 people. I need you to sell arms to them.

, and then let them send troops to occupy the province of La Guajira."

"The combat capabilities of those armed forces are on the same level as drug criminals. No, they are simply drug criminals. How can they possibly be able to occupy a province!" Yuri rolled his eyes.

"It's not easy to sell them advanced weapons and train them soldiers."

"It's not difficult to sell equipment, but when it comes to training soldiers...you don't want me to go, do you?" Yuri looked at Sean in surprise.

"You, the pattern, the pattern is about to open up!" Sean stretched out his hand and patted Yuri's chest, "You just want to sell some weapons and you are defeated? Don't you have any lofty goals and noble ideals?"

Yuri looked at Sean in confusion. No, I am an underground arms dealer. You tell me your lofty goals and noble ideals?

Why, do you still want me to kill Martin or Boeing?

"Rotten wood cannot be carved!" Sean punched Yuri. "Look at Umbrella, the world's largest private security service consulting and solution provider."

"You can also learn from it and establish a world-leading armed forces solution provider."

"No, wait, what are you saying, not only do I want to sell arms to them, but I also want to organize a training team to help them train soldiers and plan and command battles?" Yuri looked at Sean with an exaggerated expression.

"You call this lofty goals and noble ideals?"

"Are you really selling war?"

"Isn't this ideal noble enough to fight for the whole world for the people who long for freedom, democracy, peace, independence, and liberation?" A strange arc formed at the corner of Sean's mouth.

Yuri looked at Sean blankly.

hiss!!

If you say that, it sounds really fucking noble!

"So, the LTTE is seeking the independence and freedom of the Tamil people, seeking liberation, and resisting the oppression of the Sinhala people?" Yuri suddenly understood. These things are actually true in the army.

Have said it before.

It’s just that I have long forgotten it after retiring for so many years.

"Look, when you say this, do you feel like you are taller immediately?" Sean smiled strangely.

"Good guy, I'm just a good guy!" Yuri opened his mouth wide, his face full of disbelief, "When you say this, the tragic color comes up immediately. This is a lifelong struggle for independence and resistance to tyranny!"

"This is such a bloody spirit of sacrifice!"

"Sure enough, you guys who are playing tricks on your brains have really dirty hearts!" Yuri looked at Sean up and down, as if he had to be careful with you in the future.

"Get out of here, uncle!" Sean kicked him angrily.

"Stop talking nonsense, why don't you do it!"

"Fuck it, the ideal is so lofty, when you say that, my blood starts to boil!" Yuri burst out laughing.

"You don't need me to help you find the training staff, right?"

"That's definitely not necessary. We know too many people. I'll recruit some Hispanic officers later so that the language barrier can be passed." Yuri already had a plan in mind.

"Well, but let me remind you, go to the university and find someone who studies modern history or sociology, and ask them to come up with a copy based on the history and current situation of Colombia." Sean touched his chin and suggested 'major'

Opinion.

"This copy should refer more to 'red' doctrine, combine history and current situation, make it more tragic and passionate, and promote it during training to create a sense of justice and mission."

"Shit, I'd like to thank you on behalf of the Colombian government!" Yuri gave a thumbs up, "Really, Sean, I always felt that you were born too late. You were born more than 100 years ago, and you were definitely a rebel.

The leader of the country, I’m afraid the United States will not be able to break you apart.”

"No, it doesn't take more than 100 years. A few decades ago, what would have happened after World War I and World War II."

"I just thought you were complimenting me!" Sean snorted twice.

"But how do you charge this money?" Yuri thought for a while and asked.

"Pay as much as you have. If not, give them a loan and repay it after they occupy Guajira Province. You tell them that as a mentor, you will help them attract investment." Sean said with a smile.

"Fake, you are interested in the province of Guajira, right?" Yuri reacted immediately.

"Nonsense, otherwise I don't care if their people are not democratic or free. What does it have to do with me?" Sean sneered.

"Okay, leave it to me. I'll make sure to train the team in a few months. As long as you have money, this won't be a problem." Yuri took a big step and started to do this great and meaningful cause with high spirits.

.

Oops, my heart is really broken for the people of the world!

"You're smiling so evilly, what bad idea are you planning?" Lorraine walked over and saw where Sean was laughing.

"Hey, baby Lorraine is back!" Sean smiled and walked up to give her a hug.

"Don't be disgusted with me, I'll hit those little bitches of yours." Lorraine stretched out her hand to push, but it was just her strength...

Everyone who understands understands.

Sean hugged Lorraine hard and squeezed Lorraine's butt. Hey, it was so sexy.

"Get out!" Lorraine pushed Sean away with a knee, her face flushed.

"What's the result of the investigation?" Lorraine raised her hand and smelled it under her nose, and asked casually.

"There are a lot of questions, you can see for yourself." Lorraine handed over the documents.

Sean frowned and pulled out a piece of paper. There was a photo in the upper left corner and an introduction next to it.

When did you join, what company did you join, what position did you hold, at what time in the past two years, how many accounting problems occurred.

Of course, financial review is not a police investigation. It can only find errors in the accounts, but cannot find specific corruption methods and evidence.

But Sean is not a police officer either.

"Who the fuck really dares to steal my money!!" Sean's face turned ugly. After reading a few of them, he didn't want to read anymore and just threw them aside.

"Oh, do you really think you are a god? Isn't it normal for someone to dare to embezzle your money?" Lorraine sneered, "The feudal emperors in ancient times had greater power and could kill entire families. Aren't there still people who were greedy for money?

.”

"How can it be the same!" Sean snorted, "I can also kill his whole family!"

"Damn it, I really don't understand what they think, or am I, Sean, too kind-hearted and I look like someone who can be easily bullied?"

Sean stared with big eyes, "I kill people without blinking an eye!"

"How scary!!" Lorraine held her shoulders, raised her head, and looked at Sean with contempt.

"Hey, I'll just..." Sean spun around in anger, "Just wait and see if I make a move or not."

"Don't make trouble!" Lorraine grabbed Sean and said, "This matter must go through legal channels. This is a serious company, and you will easily be caught if you mess around."

Sean rubbed his teeth bitterly, "Get everyone up today and let me know."

He also knew that Lorraine was right, there were upright rules and this was not a gang issue after all.

Financial audits are a matter of great publicity and cannot be hidden at all. After the audit here, a group of people disappear there, and there is no way to explain it at that time.

It’s not like Sean’s family is the only one in the United States. There are so many media outlets that he can’t control at all.

No one can control it.

"I told Bill a long time ago." Lorraine whispered, she knew Sean very well.

"Huh?" Sean raised his eyebrows, "No, I won't notify you anymore, I'll pull everyone back."

"What?" Lorraine was stunned.

"If they want to run, then they can run. I, Sean, am not a devil." Sean sneered twice.

…

In fact, as soon as the financial review began, many people in the following companies became a little unable to sit still.

They know what they do, and they also know who their boss Sean is.

When committing corruption, I think I won't be discovered, I think I did it flawlessly, and I'm just trying to get away with it, but when it comes to financial audits, I can't hide it at all.

After the financial review here is completed, many people below know that they are finished. Related things have been investigated repeatedly, how could they not feel at all.

When they think of Sean's reputation, many scared people are ready to run away.

However, when the review was about to end, these people in question discovered that they were being targeted.

Those people are blatant and appear in their sight all the time.

Some people were so frightened that they simply called the police, but the police had already been notified.

The person here is taken away, and someone over there is immediately replaced.

Harassment cannot be characterized, and there is no need for bail. It goes in at the front and comes out at the end.

For a time, an atmosphere of terror has spread across various companies.

This made it impossible for those who had ulterior motives to eat or sleep, and all their escape plans were aborted.

I just don’t know why, but suddenly, all the people who were monitoring me withdrew.

Downs, a store manager of Sean Fitness Group, had embezzled hundreds of thousands of dollars through manipulation. He knew he couldn't hide it any more. Just when he was anxious to run away, he suddenly realized that no one was watching him.

Without saying a word or thinking about it, the family ignored it and went straight to the airport.

"Give me a plane ticket." Downs tried his best to suppress his anxiety.

"Sir, where are you going?" the conductor said with a professional smile.

"Anywhere, the nearest flight!" Downs forced a smile.

It's best this way. I don't even know where I'm going, and I don't believe that Sean can really find me.

"Okay, sir." The conductor gave Downs a strange look.

After paying the money and getting the ticket, Downs hurriedly turned around and left.

As soon as Downs left, the man sitting on the suitcase not far away removed the newspaper in front of him.

I looked at the departure timetable in my hand, looked at the direction Downs was walking, grabbed my suitcase and followed...