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What is the concept of a billion dollars?

It would be pointless if you calculated based on the current exchange rate. Under normal circumstances, only the black market in this era can reflect the true exchange rate.

Regarding finance, the management in the north is quite strict, and this is where Lao Ma stumbled.

Of course, that's not to say it's bad. It's this conservative state that leaves no opportunity for outsiders to take advantage of it.

Therefore, the one billion US dollars is a surprise to the leaders of the construction department. Responsible for construction is their job, and earning foreign exchange should be an unexpected surprise. This is a political achievement.

After agreeing on the price, the construction department entertained him and gave him good food and drinks. In the afternoon, Sean got in the car and left.

In fact, Sean has a lot of soft girl coins in his hands. Whether it is the foundries that have started construction or the TSMC that brought Zhang Zhongmou over to do it, they have earned him a huge amount of soft girl coins, but this thing is now

Its recognition...it's hard to put into words!

When you spend money, you can tell by looking at the attitudes of governments at all levels and enterprises and institutions whether you are spending money in soft currency or US dollars.

Not to mention outside, even in the nearest Hong Kong Island, no one wants soft sister coins. Sean's current attitude towards soft sister coins is to throw them here as working capital. Of course, it is not really useless at all, for example

Expanding the factory, such as purchasing.

The backlog of daily necessities shipped to Lithuania was made of Soft Coins. Soft Coins are also a good thing for many state-owned factories that have operating difficulties, have a backlog of goods, and cannot pay wages.

This time Sean is planning to send a few more ships to Ukraine in exchange for a batch of arms. Two million tons of arms may seem like a lot, but in fact it is only that much. According to calculations by his men, it will be consumed within a year at most.

This is only counting the consumption of Namibia, Angola, and Morocco. The bullet consumption in training and fighting is extremely terrifying. In Namibia and Angola, the bullets consumed by two small warlords in one conflict need to be calculated in tons.

There is also training, the bullet consumption of training is even more terrifying!

Soldiers need to learn target shooting and practice it repeatedly. This exercises not only the sight, but also the muscle memory. Otherwise, when they get emotional on the battlefield, they will forget how to fire the gun. It is not a joke to give one's own men a shuttle of bullets.

, but it happens from time to time.

And if you want to train soldiers with combat effectiveness, you need to get them used to the feeling of being rained with bullets. As the saying goes, it is called courage training.

Soldiers are required to lie down on the ground or in the trench while the instructor mounts a machine gun and fires directly. This is called experiencing the battlefield atmosphere.

The instructor was confident that the bullet passed over the person's head at a distance of one or two meters, but the soldier lying on the ground did not feel that way. The bullet was really just whizzing around above the head. He couldn't bear the pressure and stood up.

If you run around, you will really be beaten to pieces, and then more people will panic, and it is normal for people to urinate and excrement.

It’s not that black people can’t fight, it’s that these black people in Africa are not well trained.

Do the warlords not know how to train soldiers?

This is not like before World War I. Even if you don't know how, you can hire instructors from any big country for just a little money, 20,000 US dollars a month, and a lot of grassroots instructors are willing to do this job, so why are they still so low-level?

To put it bluntly, the warlords have no money for professional training.

In the African market, the wholesale price of a 7.26 standard bullet sold to warlords is US$1, and the market price is as high as about US$3. After all, it is time to shoot, who cares how much it costs!

It takes at least several thousand rounds of ammunition to train a qualified soldier. In the US military, for example, shooting training for new recruits alone takes 240 hours, and each person consumes an average of 2,000 rounds of ammunition.

How much is one life worth in Africa?

Including food, drink and other training, a recruit has to invest close to ten thousand dollars. He doesn't know whether he will survive on the battlefield. African warlords are crazy to spend so much money on training!

This time Sean is going to train 3,000 'elite' troops for Jonas Savimbi. According to the estimates of the Umbrella Training Department, not even 10,000 tons of ammunition will be enough, and it's not just guns, but also guns of various calibers.

Artillery needs training.

This time, Sean plans to exchange for another 5 million tons of arms in Ukraine, and set up an underground arms trading market in Angola, specializing in supplying small African arms dealers, who can make a lot of money.

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Originally, Xiao En planned to stay in Yanjing for a while, just to celebrate the New Year. Anyway, it would be no problem for the palace to accommodate his whole family.

Safety issues can also be guaranteed, and the government here also welcomes it. The problem is that the plan does not change quickly. When Lao Bu calls, Sean has to leave the women and children at home in Yanjing and hurried to Washington on a special plane.

In the evening, at Lao Bu's house, Aunt Barbara still cooked the meal herself. After eating, Lao Bu and Xiao Xiao took Sean into the study.

A very familiar scene, where Sean has made many contributions to the United States.

"What's the matter? It's so urgent. I'm still going to have some fun in the north."

"Remember that you mentioned before that North America only has a trade agreement?" Old Butou said with a wry smile.

Sean looked at Lao Bu with his mouth wide open, his face full of astonishment, "Don't tell me you haven't signed it yet? I remember I was here when I talked about this last time."

As he said that, Sean pointed to the ground, "The time was a year ago."

Lao Bu spread his hands, helplessness written all over his face.

"No..." Sean's expression was twisted and he wanted to curse, but he shook his arm again, "It's been a year and it hasn't been signed yet. What are you doing? Uncle, didn't you say you would come up with some conditions in exchange with the Donkey Party last time?

, make some concessions and pass this agreement?"

Although he knew that the efficiency of doing business in the United States was extremely low, he did not expect it to be so low.

"How could it be that easy? If it were that easy, I wouldn't come back to you." Old Bu sighed.

"Why!" Sean looked puzzled, "The Donkey Party pushed it, and the Elephant Party gave in, so what's the resistance?"

"There are too many obstacles, such as Canada and Mexico, and many domestic congressmen." Old Bu began to explain to Sean the reason for such a long delay.

First of all, this kind of free trade agreement, even if it is the United States, cannot do whatever it wants. There is no way to sign an agreement with a gun to someone's head, and it's not Sean... cough cough.

The three-country agreement must be mutually beneficial, but essentially the interests of the United States conflict with those of Canada and Mexico. Americans want to make more money, but where does the money come from?

How can the two countries agree to sign without sufficiently convincing their parliaments, the people, and the interests of domestic capitalists?

One of them, regarding the issue of food, Canada and Mexico do not agree to fully open up. In theory, Canada and Mexico are both major food-producing countries and do not need to worry about food issues.

But in fact, due to climate problems, Canada's annual grain yield per acre is lower than that of the United States, and it does not have an advantage in price. Mexico, due to landforms and production methods, is dominated by small farmers, and prices are also higher than those in the United States.

Once food tariffs are lifted, U.S. food will inevitably crash the food markets of both countries.

As we all know, food security is related to national security and is of vital importance. Once the country's food market is occupied by foreign countries, if something changes, the consequences will be disastrous.

Therefore, internationally, countries have been protecting their own food industries, mostly through subsidies.

Some large grain-producing countries also use subsidies to ensure that the price of exported grain is low enough. The purpose is... hehe.

Although capital is driving the North American Free Trade Agreement this time, the U.S. government is not just a plaything of capital. It has its own pursuits. It is a basic principle to control the two countries through a trade agreement. Therefore, food must be produced on its own.

on the trade list.

This is just one of the difficulties. It is more entanglements in capital. The products ordered by the United States will impact the markets of the two countries, and in turn, the cheap products of the two countries will also impact the low-end industrial chain of the United States.

Even more difficult is the issue of population mobility.

Once the trade agreement is signed, the number of people smuggling from Mexico to the United States will explode. These Mexicans will have a major impact on local security after arriving in the United States. Not only will the crime rate increase, but they will also conflict with locals in order to find jobs.

Demonstrations against the North American Free Trade Agreement have broken out in many places, especially supported by middle- and lower-class Americans.

"Without a trade agreement, there will be fewer people smuggled into Mexico!" Sean disagreed with this view.

"Of course, we all know what you said is right, but the problem is that the people don't see it that way!" Old Bu spread his hands, "In the past, smuggling was unquantifiable, and there was no way to attribute the smuggling problem to any problem, but now North American trade

The agreement is out."

Sean instantly understood that in the job market, Mexicans were snatching opportunities from blacks, lower-class whites, and Asians, and the contradiction was irreconcilable.

When people find an outlet to vent their accumulated grievances, it makes no sense at this time.

In order to get votes, congressmen must publicly stand up against this agreement. Those Mexicans who cannot obtain U.S. citizenship cannot vote at all.

"There are still many low-tech factories that will be relocated to the two countries. Labor costs are low and taxes are low. This will cause many Americans to lose their jobs, which is very troublesome." The ditch on Lao Bu's face was full of helplessness.

It is a good thing that cannot be pushed forward.

"Then just make excuses for the Mexicans and Canadians and force them to sign. I don't believe that the politicians in Mexico and Canada are so sentimental that they can't be bribed!" Sean curled his lips. He also didn't believe in the integrity of the American politicians.

"That's impossible!" Old Bu shook his head directly, "How much does it cost to buy it? How do you get the money? In what name?"

A series of questions came at me, and Sean was in a daze for a moment, slapped his thigh, and forgot.

Every cent of the U.S. government's money must have a clear destination and must be reasonable and legal. At least there must be no problems found at the legal level.

There are many people with mixed opinions, not to mention that the Elephant Party and the Donkey Party are sworn enemies. This kind of thing cannot be hidden at all. Spending money to bribe politicians from neighboring countries is a scandal. If it is exposed, the Elephant Party and Bush will lose their faces!

Bribery is a crime in the United States...

"Then we can remind those interested parties and let them handle it, such as ADM. Once the trade agreement is signed, at least Mexico's food industry will completely collapse, and they can get countless benefits." Sean gave an idea.

"The problem is that no one is willing to just spend money on it without any unexpected benefits. That would be an astronomical figure. This is not something that the president of Mexico or Canada can decide to sign alone. How many people have to be bribed?"

Old Bu squinted at Sean and said.

Sean blinked his eyes, looked at Old Boo, and then at Little Boo who had been silent but his eyes were full of smiles. Suddenly his whole body felt bad. He raised his buttocks, hugged the chair and took a few steps back.

, distanced himself from Lao Bu, and said with a vigilant look: "Don't try to get my idea, I can't control this matter. Don't be ridiculous. Who am I to deal with this kind of thing that even the U.S. government can't solve?"

"No matter how good you are, thank you Uncle Bush for telling me so much. I'm still young. Sorry, let's go!" With that, Sean stood up and walked out.

Xiao Bu couldn't hold back any of Xiao Bu's reaction. He burst out laughing. Without sitting still, he took a few steps forward and hugged Xiao Bu. Regardless of Xiao Bu's struggle, he pulled him back forcefully.

"Let me go, don't do it, I'm going to pull the bow!!!" Sean shook his head, pulled his neck and shouted, his voice was shrill, and the room was filled with happy air.

After a while of fussing, Sean sat down again and looked at Old Boo with a sad face, "Why!"

"You have a flexible mind and a lot of clever ideas. There is nothing I can do about it. The only serious method is grinding it out, but you know, I don't have that much time. I have to make some achievements." As he said this, Lao Bu sighed.

He sighed, "The Gulf War started too early!"

If this is fought during the next general election, the power of victory will be enough to cover up the problems of economic development. It is certain that Mr. Bush will be re-elected. As a result, he will win early, and the problems of economic development will be exposed later.

Time is also fate!

Having said that, what else can Sean do?

He was so deeply bound to the Bu family and his son, so of course he had to do his best at this time.

"Let me think about it." Sean held his head and rubbed his hair back and forth.

The U.S. government cannot use serious methods, so it can only resort to crooked ways.

Weird way, thinking, thinking, Sean really sorted out some ideas.

Start with what you do best. What do you do best?

robbery?

blackmail?

threaten?

blackmail?

Nonsence!!

Neither, I, Sean, am honest and trustworthy, a gentleman, nuclear-loving...peace!

I don’t know much about Canada, but I can talk about Mexico...

Cocaine from South America is collected in Colombia, then transported from Colombia to Mexico, and from here into the United States. There is also a huge amount of marijuana. Sean can get accurate information on the entire industry chain.

Mexican drug criminals are no worse than Colombian drug criminals. Are Mexican officials cleaner than Colombian officials?

The water here is very deep!

But no matter how deep the water is, is there anything Sean can't find to the bottom?

There is a saying that flies don't bite seamless eggs, as long as there are gaps... Bah!

After turning around in his mind for a few times, Sean looked up at Old Bush and said sincerely: "Since Uncle Bush has spoken, then I will go bankrupt. This matter must be handled properly by Uncle. The issue of Mexico must be handed over to Uncle Bush."

Give it to me!"

"I really don't have any connections in Canada."

"Okay!" Old Bu patted Sean on the shoulder very excitedly, "I knew you would never let me down, Sean!"