Reborn American Giants

It’s another new day. This is Victor’s first appearance in public as a new member of Parliament. The location is in the Fandino slum, because the second batch of resettlement houses has been built. Today, the ceremony was held in the small square of the Fandino church.

A completion ceremony was held, and then the keys to the resettlement houses were handed over to the long-awaited hands of the poor people of Fandino.

Victor delivered a speech at the ceremony and won loud cheers from the people. After two batches of resettlement houses were built, the housing problem of one-third of the people in the Fandino slum has now been solved. Everyone knows this.

Who brought it? This made Victor's reputation in several surrounding slums centered on Fandino Mountain. The reputation of the shanty town was unparalleled for a while. People in other places were eagerly looking forward to the "Fandino Construction Company" to come to them.

Go there and start building resettlement housing.

Bento had completed the construction of the resettlement houses, and he thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, but the next task Victor gave him was to prepare for the third batch of resettlement houses, to add a market, and to start a commercial street at the same time.

During the design work, the sites that have been relocated and become vacant must be developed immediately to allow funds to enter a virtuous cycle.

In Victor's vision, he wants to build the area around Mount Fandino into the new economic center of San Salvador. For this reason, he has a vague idea in his heart. The top priority now is to find a profit model.

With the profit model in place, those capitalists will swarm into Fandino Mountain like sharks that smell the "smell of blood". By then, there will be no need for Victor to do any propaganda and wooing.

All this work made Bento lose the smile on his fat face. Now he still has a school and hospital project in progress, and Victor has added preparations for markets and commercial streets to him. It simply doesn’t give the fat man a way to survive.

ah.

"Boss..." Bento looked at Victor with a sad face.

Seemingly embarrassed by the fat manager, Victor turned his head and said earnestly to Bento next to him: "There are too few people I can trust around me now, so I can only work hard for you," and put his hands on Bento.

On his shoulder, Victor said with a sincere face: "Manager Bento, you will not let me down, right?"

The fat man actually wanted to say, I don't want this kind of trust, so give it to someone else. But he didn't dare. Facing Victor's eyes that looked at him closely, he could only say nonchalantly: "Boss... don't worry.

I will definitely not let you down..."

Victor nodded with satisfaction. Seeing that the fat man in front of him was depressed, after thinking for a while, Victor said, "How is your family doing in the United States?"

When it comes to his family, Bento's mood improved slightly, "Thank you boss for caring about me. My family is fine. With the help of Miss Anne, Rosa found a job and also helped Junior find a good home."

At school, he often called me and told me what happened at school." When it came to his son, Bento was extremely excited.

"Boss, please help me thank Miss Anne properly," Bento said with a grateful face.

As agreed, Victor often talked on the phone with Anne who was far away in Los Angeles. Anne told Victor what happened to her recently on the phone and confided her troubles to him, while Victor just listened quietly and explained to him from time to time.

A few words from her can make this American girl happy.

Victor asked Anne to help take care of Bento's family. Anne seemed very happy to be able to help Victor. It seemed that she did a good job and took good care of Bento's family, so now Bento specially asks for help.

Victor thanks her.

"Well, I will bring your thanks to you," Victor waved to Atuo behind him, and when he came up, he said, "Give me the things."

Ato took out a yellow envelope from his arms, and Victor motioned for him to hand the envelope to Bento.

"This is the company's reward for your hard work some time ago. Accept it. I see all your efforts. There are too few people around me now. Bento, you are a capable person. Do your job well."

The company will give your family a better life, and you will also get a better development prospect."

If you want a horse to run, you have to feed it. Victor knows very well that no slogan is more attractive than real money. There is a check for three hundred thousand dollars in the envelope. During this period of time, Victor has no energy.

Let’s look at the “Fandino Construction Company” again. Although Bento is timid, his work ability is indeed good. He is in charge of the construction company, so Victor can rest assured.

"Boss, I will definitely work hard to repay your respect," what else could Bento say at this time? Of course, it was to show his loyalty. He took the envelope handed to him by Atuo and the fat man said with confidence.

"Well, you need to take more responsibilities in the company, get closer to Casimiro of the Construction Industry Association, and borrow more of the association's power..." Victor was about to give some more instructions, but Banban, his current butler, was far away.

He ran over from a distance, whispered a few words into Victor's ear, then stepped aside, and then saw that Victor was silent now.

Bento knew that something "tricky" had happened, otherwise Victor wouldn't have been lost in thought just standing like this. He said goodbye to Victor with a wink: "Boss, if you don't have any other instructions, then I will

Let's go deal with the company's affairs first..." As a result, Victor just waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.

Opened, the fat man quickly turned around and left. He only needs to take care of the "Fandino Construction Company" now. He has no interest in prying into Victor's other affairs. He is still simple and just works hard. This is the fat man.

The "philosophy" followed when working under Victor, it must be said that Bento is a shrewd fat man.

CIA has sent someone here again. What's going on? Could it be that something happened to Edward? Probably not. If anything happens, Edward will report it to him immediately. So, what exactly is it?

With this question in mind, Victor returned to the small building. As soon as he entered the living room, he saw a middle-aged man dressed the same as John last time sitting on the sofa. Seeing Victor's arrival, the man stood up immediately and said to him.

Victor stretched out his right hand, "Hello, Mr. Victor, I'm Black, nice to meet you."

Holding back his complaints about the clothes of this group of CIA intelligence officers, Victor took Black's right hand and said, "Mr. Black, it's also an honor to meet you."

After sitting down, silently, and letting De Verti bring a cup of coffee, the room fell into a strange silence. The old god Victor was holding the coffee, sniffing it on the tip of his nose, and fully enjoying what De Verti brewed.

Coffee technology.

He was not in a hurry. CIA came to him, obviously asking for something from him, "Mr. Black, don't you try it? Authentic coffee from Jamaica, the taste is very pure."

Faced with Victor's carelessness, Blake, who was sitting on the sofa opposite, seemed a little helpless. He had no intention of drinking coffee now. After receiving the order from Director Kelly, he arrived from the Port of Acajutla overnight.

San Salvador, the purpose is to get Victor to agree to accept the CIA's mission in Grenada and rescue Grenada's Prime Minister Bishop, who is under house arrest by the coup d'etat.

Blake organized his words in his mind. He knew that this mission was not easy to complete. The last time he asked Victor's defense company to send people to protect American students in Georgia, the U.S. government suffered a huge hemorrhage. Not only was it a simple escort mission,

They paid a hiring fee of up to 10 million U.S. dollars and had to provide necessary weapons and equipment. For this reason, I heard that Director Kelly of the Latin American Intelligence Center was furious.

Now that he has received another task that is more difficult than the last time, Black secretly wondered in his mind what price the U.S. government would have to pay this time to impress the "greedy" "Mr. Congressman" in front of him.

"Mr. Victor," Black finally spoke, "I took the liberty to come here this time because I actually have a problem and need your help."

"Tell me clearly, is it your personal difficulty or the U.S. government's difficulty?" Victor interrupted Black with a half-smile.

The words he had managed to organize were interrupted. Blake thought for a moment and decided to remain single to the end, since he would be stabbed sooner or later anyway.

"Mr. Victor, CIA has a task that requires you to borrow your manpower in Grenada. Although I cannot disclose the details to you, CIA assures you that the US government will not forget the help of every "friend". We..."

"Can."……

Black, who was about to persuade Victor, suddenly stopped talking. He looked at Victor with a "strange" look. He didn't know why Victor agreed to Cia's request so simply this time without even negotiating the conditions?

But Blake couldn't care less about this. Since Victor had agreed to Cia's request, it meant that his mission had been successfully completed. However, it was completed so easily that Blake felt it was unreal.

"Mr. Victor, thank you for your agreement. Do you have any other requirements? If I can't decide, I will report it to my superiors immediately."

Victor tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the sofa, thought for a moment, and said to Blake: "I don't have any other requirements. I have a small problem and need help from the US government."

"Please tell me."

"My company hopes to obtain the consent of the U.S. government and obtain the right to invest in Grenada, no matter what I invest in."

"Well, Mr. Victor, Grenada is a sovereign country. The U.S. government has not interfered in the internal affairs of other countries. If you want to invest, you do not need the consent of our government, and..."

Blake couldn't finish his words when Victor looked at a "mentally retarded" person.

After thinking about it, Black said again: "Okay, I will report it to the superiors. I think your request is not a big problem."

"I'll take my leave first," Blake stood up. He must go back immediately to report to the superiors. Victor has agreed to the CIA's request and is willing to lend manpower to complete the mission in Grenada. The US government's plan can continue.

Watching Blake leave, Victor stopped tapping. His next plan must obtain the consent of the US government. Regardless of what Blake said, "Grenada is a sovereign country. If Victor wants to invest, he can just do it himself."

"Such words can only coax children. Anyone with any sense knows that after the Americans destroyed Austin's regime, the new Grenada government will inevitably be controlled by the US government. Without its consent, investment? Hum, still

Stop having such sweet dreams.