One thousand three hundred and twenty-three chapters first contact
Rick looks like he is in his thirties, big and thick, and has a beard on his face, looking a bit rough and generous. Rick's words and deeds are indeed showing his rough side.
He looked like a rough man, but Gao Yang didn't dare to really treat Rick as a rough man. He smiled and said, "Security service? Of course we have it."
Rick immediately slapped his hand and said loudly: "Very good. If you have time to talk to my office, or if I go to your office, our company needs to send a group of staff to Iraq to install and debug equipment. Their safety issues have always troubled me. Man, I believe that if there is a boss with good marksmanship, then his subordinates will not be bad either. We can cooperate with you."
Gao Yang smiled and said, "It is of course good to have business to come to your door, but I don't understand. In this case, isn't Iraq or the official government providing security? Why do you still need to pay for security yourself?"
Rick shook his head and smiled, "Of course, we have always had Iraqi security forces providing peripheral security, and PMCs from the United States provide inner protection. But, man, this time we provide equipment through interest-bearing loans, and then slowly repay our loans with the crude oil mined. There are not many companies willing to do this, so since we have agreed to this cooperation method, we have of course the security aspect has the right to make a request, and I plan to ask the solar system company to provide us with security services."
Gao Yang was still a little excited. The business was coming, and the personnel problem was not a problem. Even other old PMC companies were temporarily recruited by people sent to Iraq. One task was signed and a contract was signed. In layman's terms, it was enough to recruit some temporary workers.
Gao Yang spread his hands and smiled and said, "Okay, we can discuss this issue carefully when we have time."
Rick took the wine bottle in one fell swoop and shouted: "Drinke, let's not talk about business today."
When Gao Yang and Rick put down the wine bottle at the same time, someone heard someone say behind him, "Gentlemen, you seem to be having a great time talking. Can you interrupt?"
Gao Yang turned sideways slightly, but saw a man talking to him with a smile. It was Andrew, the target he was about to contact.
Andrew reached out his hand to Gao Yang and smiled, "Introduce yourself, Andrew Quincy Adams, Mr. Gao, please allow me to pay tribute to your marksmanship."
Gao Yang stood up, held his hand with Andrew, and said with a smile on his face, "Hello, Mr. Adams."
Andrew laughed and said, "Just call me Andrew, okay, Mr. Gao, I won't disturb your conversation with Mr. Perry."
Rick just smiled and nodded to Andrew, without inviting him to sit down, while Murray, who was not far away, suddenly said: "Hi, Andrew. Sit down and try how my barbecue tastes."
Andrew felt a little flattered, and he immediately said, "It's so honorable to taste Mr. Perry's craftsmanship."
Murray's barbecue conference invited many people, and this barbecue conference does have the same effect as wine in New York. It is a very relaxing and informal occasion. However, not everyone is qualified to sit down and pick it up and eat it. As a regular guest who has not yet made a comeback, Andrew obviously is not qualified enough.
After Andrew was flattered and picked up the plate, Murray smiled with a shelf, "Come on a steak."
Putting a piece of steak into Andrew's plate, Murray smiled at Gao Yang and said, "Gao, you should talk to Andrew. Because your Masaji's position is very close, oh, let me say more, Andrew is a candidate for the House of Representatives."
Murray's words were very rich, and these words made Andrew understand that Murray was supporting him. Or that was helping him and helping him get an opportunity to communicate with Gao Yang, that is.
As for Gao Yang, Mori's short sentence was also endorsing him. If he was an unknown person, he was not qualified to let Mori seriously ask him to talk to someone. So Mori's words were to help Gao Yang raise his value and make Andrew think that he was a big man with great background or strong strength.
One sentence requires both of them to accept his love, and one sentence can also show that they Gao Yang and Andrew can have common interests. Murray looks like an ordinary Texas farmer, but in fact he is a ghostly spirit. Gao Yang never dares to judge people by his appearance, but at this time he still sighs in his heart that there is no simpler person.
Gao Yang had no position of Zhengzhi. Morris was lying and he could just follow the situation. So he raised the bottle of wine and smiled at Andrew, "Oh, Mr. Adams is going to run for the House of Representatives? Then, I wish you a successful election."
Andrew put down the plate, picked up the bottle, and smiled and said, "Thank you, by the way, call me Andrew."
The two of them touched the bottle and took a sip together. However, Rick suddenly seemed to have discovered something. He stood up and smiled and said, "Sorry, guys, I have to say hello to a friend, and you guys chat slowly."
Rick walked away, leaving room for Gao Yang and Andrew.
If you can't come up, you'll talk about providing campaign funds. Although Gao Yang wants to give it up and Andrew dreams of collecting it, there must be a process. So the two started talking about the customs and customs of Texas, and finally talked about the three basketball teams in Texas, the Spurs and the Mavericks. In fact, Andrew wanted to talk about football more, but Gao Yang didn't understand, but Andrew must have some chats with Gao Yang. Even if there is no need to talk, Andrew must have some chats.
After chatting for a while, Gao Yang remembered that if Fry wanted to play baseball, the first team to join would definitely be the Texas Rangers. So he suddenly felt energetic and smiled at Andrew, "Do you know, I have a brother, he is a genius pitcher, he will definitely join the Texas Rangers. You can cheer him up at that time. Believe me, he is really a genius. The boss of the New York Yankees dreamed of him joining. He talked with me several times. Unfortunately, my brother has no plans to play professional baseball yet, but I want him to try to enter the Major League Baseball this year."
Speaking of Fry, Gao Yang couldn't help but smile, with a proud look on his face, as if he was talking about the father of a promising son, although Fry was not his son but his brother.
Andrew was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "Are you serious?"
Chapter completed!