The Strongest Arms Dealer

Tang Dao is also here for vacation, and he is not in such a rush.

I just wait until I wake up naturally, there are no warlords who will fight at the slightest disagreement, and there is no deafening sound of cannons.

Of course, this is also one of the main projects he came to.

Find an office area in a peaceful and stable country.

That base in Somalia can be used for training and recruiting employees, but if it is used for offices, it will not work.

The purpose of Tang Dao is to argue that the company is a global comprehensive company. If it is cut off from arms sales alone, or the problem of channels and buyers is absolutely lethal, don’t think that Ying Jiang is afraid to do so. Do.

Benefits can make people dizzy.

In Africa, five dollars can get someone to work for you!

Tang Dao has his own package plan...

All he needs to do now is make a name for himself.

This is the easiest thing to do in entertainment-obsessed America, like...make a movie, which may have been rare in the 90s, but it was really developed in the post-millennium decade, and it was full of oil when the bear died Today's security companies and arms dealers are very eye-catching, so some people rashly join this industry.

For example, the later "Bomb Disposal Expert" and "Lord of War" actually have investment from the PMC industry behind them.

The world has never been safe, it's just that some people aren't classy enough.

Tang Dao wanted to cast a film to promote the company, and it would be best to release it a few months after Mao Xiong died!

But the span was so great that when Tang Dao asked Charlie to introduce a more famous war film director the next day, the other party was still surprised.

"God, are you going to go to Hollywood?"

"Hollywood? No, no, no, this is just my publicity. You know, in this world, only by advertising can attract customers." Tang Dao put the sandwich in front of his mouth, took a big bite, and said vaguely.

That's a little rude.

But Charlie frowned. He just thought it was best to keep a low profile and make a fortune in silence. He hesitated for a while, but he still spoke out his thoughts, but after Tang Dao heard it, he just laughed and said The remaining half of the hot dog was placed on the plate, and he took out the napkin from the edge of the table to wipe off the grease on his hands. The taste of this hot dog was very similar to the shark meat in Somali harbor, it was too astringent. He slowly pulled out the cigarette and gestured to Charlie He nodded, and the other party waved his hand, letting him do whatever he wanted.

Slap!

Lighter lit, cigarette **** lit, looked out of the balcony, squinted and said, "Now this society has changed, we are no longer muffled when we want to make money, and, Mr. Charlie, just like the US government will Don't know your property status? It's suitable for this time to hide it."

The closer to the new era, the crazier people's yearning for wealth is. Similarly, the admiration for the rich is also blind. In the later pig killing list, the rich will never be able to hide. Some people even say how the European and American families control government.

There may be some belief in such words. Politicians and businessmen in Europe and the United States may not conflict, but the general trend cannot be determined by just a few people. How many, can a family of hundreds of years have a family of cattle for thousands of years?

This world is full of mystery, but also simple!

"We live in this era. Maybe it's not the safest, but it's the best. If we don't rob money at this time, and the gap will be widened in the future, then we can only be fish on the sticky board and be slaughtered." .”

Tang Dao didn't know why he would suddenly talk to this foreigner so emotionally.

But the latter nodded in sympathy after hearing this.

The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach.

"I do know a few Hollywood screenwriters and directors, and I can recommend them to you."

"Of course it's very good, but I think it's too troublesome. I want to contact several giant Hollywood film companies or advertising companies through your company. I am willing to pay 500,000 US dollars to buy a script. It is about war and arms. I am willing to invest more than 60 million dollars! I just hope to make a movie that satisfies me, Hollywood has no shortage of talents, and I hope to finish it within a month."

Charlie also felt that Tang Dao's request was a bit high.

a month...

What kind of movie could this make?

I was also frightened by the big money, 60 million US dollars! Isn't it good for him to buy stocks?

"Okay, of course I would, and I'll get the word out."

Tang Dao thanked him, it just happened to be the end of a cigarette, he screwed out the cigarette butt, and threw it out to the balcony, then talked about business and said with a smile, "Mr. Charlie came to me so early because he was afraid that I would Lost in Boston?"

"If you get lost in this world, you can go back as long as you have money. I'm here to give you a bonus."

He turned around as he spoke, and Guy handed over a check, and Charlie put it on the table, "The Eagles won yesterday, and it's $300,000...you're lucky."

luck?

Tang Dao glanced at the check, "Maybe, I just think that the Eagles will win if they work hard, but maybe they will lose in the next move? Some people think that they have worked hard after a little effort, and the decadence afterwards is worse than It was scarier before."

What he said now is more and more philosophical.

If he didn't study law at Stanford before, and now he is studying philosophy, he must already be a famous great philosopher.

But there are so many ifs, what ifs, maybes in life.

Charlie nodded in agreement, "Apart from this matter, I have already arranged to visit the military factory."

Oh!

He said yesterday and patted his head, "Okay, just wait for me."

Tang Dao is still wearing a nightgown, and these two big white legs look very straight. After walking into the room, he changed into a straight suit in about three to five minutes. He still wore moss on his hair, which was the most fashionable in the 90s style.

The two walked down the elevator side by side.

A convoy had been arranged outside, and after getting on it, they drove away.

…

Lin Bei was walking in the Kenmore neighborhood in clean casual clothes.

This is a place with a lot of middle-class people in the city. He has just finished his tutoring, so he is also a high-achieving student. This tutoring is also quite popular, but the price is unavoidably unsatisfactory.

"what?"

He raised his head for a moment, and saw a drunken man standing in front of him, holding a wine bottle, staggering over, hiccupping, his eyes lit up when he saw Lin Bei, this look Finally looking towards his ass, he couldn't help but whistle.

Lin Bei's scalp tightened, and he subconsciously clamped his buttocks with his legs. Going to go around it.

But the alcoholic seemed to be eyeing him, he opened his hand, and stopped in the front, "Hey, buddy, do we want to come to Tongtong Road?"

QNMD Dry Road!

I just want to go down the sewer.

This is when Lin Bei met a girl, he was too lazy to take care of it, and ran away when he wanted to be a jerk, but the other party pounced and grabbed his trouser leg, directly brought him to the ground, and then pressed his hand on the waistband of his trousers superior.

Lin Bei felt a chill in his heart!

Struggling vigorously, but the height is only about 172, and there is no way to do it in terms of strength. Seeing that he is about to be ○, he shouted from the side, "Hey! Idiot, what are you doing?"

Is this finally someone seeing it?

From the corner of Lin Bei's eyes, he saw a figure rushing towards him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then he lightened his back, turned around quickly, and saw a man in a leather jacket pulling the drunkard to the left and right, with one foot on the other side On the stomach, pointing and cursing, "Disgusting idiot!" Then he turned his head, that face made Lin Bei's eyes shine.

Very tasty.

With beards, a country face, deep eyes, and a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, he looks like a man with a lot of stories.

"Thank...thank you."

The other party nodded slightly, smoked a cigarette, and was about to leave. Lin Bei hurriedly asked, "Excuse me, can you tell me your name?"

The former stopped immediately, and turned his head halfway. The cigarette smoke penetrated his nostrils, and the hair on his nose was almost fainted. A scar long from a fingernail made his voice hoarse like a vicissitudes of life.

"Kurt!"

After finishing speaking, he left, leaving Lin Bei looking at his back with his head bowed, muttering.

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