The Strongest Arms Dealer

What kind of person was Yeltsin?

Tang Dao felt that the two parties were opposites to each other. The former was a vulgar and bottomless selfish person who pursued interests. What about Tang? Noble and peaceful arms dealer.

Seeing how hard the Chechens are living, how about it? Sell ​​Dudayev!

See how those "good-hearted people" who can help the homeless in Mexico are bullied by the evil JC? I would rather give them a fist to fight back than to lose money.

If you want to buy Russian weapons, you dare to sell them. For American weapons, if you want heavy weapons, the Savior Company can act as an intermediary. Anyway, freedom must be satisfied.

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

"For the sake of the revolution, shouldn't you be wronged?" Tang thought to himself.

"Fortunately, this SB didn't bring up the past." Yeltsin said so in his heart.

"Good afternoon, I'm glad to receive your call." Tang Dao said with a smile. He leaned over, picked up the cigarette on the table, knocked it lightly, leaned back, and crossed his legs. I'm very happy, but it's like a tired perfunctory after the appointment.

There was also a scumbag on the opposite side, Yeltsin just said kindly, very straightforwardly, "I didn't disturb your rest, Mr. Nicholas, I'm talking to you this time because I want to continue the topic from last time."

He felt that talking about other things with this Nicholas was completely flirting with the cow, and the two of them couldn't pee in the same pot, so he opened the skylight and said it was brightened.

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

The damned **** started to raise his hammer, and started to knock the marrow of this already impoverished Russia, but Yeltsin just fell silent for a while, and said, "Okay, please tell me your request."

Learned to be good, oh, it's not so dancing at last?

Yeltsin's reputation as a god, in 1994, at the ceremony for the withdrawal of the last batch of Russian troops from Germany, Yeltsin's actions shocked the audience again. After drinking champagne at lunch, he staggered and snatched the baton from the conductor of the military band, insisting on conducting himself.

This also made the headlines on the front page. If it were changed to today, I am afraid that some celebrities would definitely want to cry without tears.

"Our request is actually very simple. First, your country recognizes that the Savior Company is the only private authentic product sales company in the world!" Tang Dao knew how important the exclusive sales right was. Head, that's enough.

Moreover, in order not to involve the interests of some people, he also emphasized private military enterprises, that is to say, if the Russian government wants to sell it, it is completely fine, but this has nothing to do with Yeltsin in essence, so Tang Dao said , "We are willing to provide your family with a living guarantee of US$500,000 per year."

What's this?

Don't you just name it?

Yeltsin didn't understand the horror of this exclusive monopoly sales at all, or he knew and didn't think it had any conflict with him.

The country can be sold!

(Jiang Shan is an author who loves the country very much, don’t study, don’t study!)

"Agreed, what's next." Yeltsin agreed after thinking for a few seconds. Who can refuse a subsidy of 500,000 US dollars a year?

"Second, if our company wants to open a factory in Moscow, we need a large piece of land."

"I'll ask the secretary to handle this, and you can come and talk to him when the time comes." Yeltsin said.

Anyway, the land is not worth much now, just draw a circle in the city of Moscow or in the suburbs.

"The third point is that we need a bonus of 20 million yuan." Tang Dao said, he could hear Yeltsin gasping on the other side while holding the microphone, and quickly said, "Half of this will be given to you, and we will only take 10 million US dollars."

Yeltsin's breathing became much more stable.

This means that the two parties plagiarized national property together, without any guilt, and those who play shock therapy are ruthless people.

"As long as you agree, you can get 10 million more. If Dudayev is dead, you can admit that this is a successful assassination, which belongs to your achievements."

Dry!

That Chechen 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 Dudayev will die." Yeltsin was still very eager.

Public opinion was not very kind to him.

He didn't ask anyone to check the background of the "Boston Newspaper". If he knew that the biggest benefactor behind it was actually the consortium where Tang Dao belonged, he would not be so friendly.

"Soon, I can teach you a trick to deal with the media, sir."

"what?"

"Pretend to be a turtle." Tang Dao laughed, and then he hung up the phone very rudely!

Yeltsin was taken aback when he heard that there was no sound from the microphone, and then slammed the microphone on the phone with an angry expression. The secretary stood beside him trembling, feeling bitter again.

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

The two are also somewhat similar in personality.

"Get out." Yeltsin said, and the secretary hurried out.

Peng!

He propped his hands on the table, and frowned. He has entrusted Tang Dao with his wealth and life now. If he makes another mistake, or even if the agreement here is leaked, he will die without a place to bury him.

Can't let other people know.

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

The secretary also had some time with himself, he knew too much.

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

…

Tang Dao finished his cigarette ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ in no hurry, he was even in the mood to take out a bottle of beer from the refrigerator and pour himself half a bottle first.

Only then did he slowly order Hester Theodore to ask the think tank to make a detailed battle plan, and then asked Mister to select someone from Azrael (Death God) to perform the beheading task.

In addition to the arctic fox that Mister himself brought under the Umbrella Company, the other is the company's direct-line army Reaper. This army established under the order of Tang Dao is already very famous.

The battle of Aldabra made everyone understand the capabilities of this umbrella company.

If Dudayev could be beheaded, although he would not be famous, everyone in several circles would know about it.

"However, don't worry, we have to be sure of everything, let the think tanks calculate first, if their plan success rate is lower than 80%, there is no need to submit it." Tang Dao said.

I heard that the think tank wants a supercomputer with better performance, and Dad will buy it for you.

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