Judging from the problems discovered by Byrne, the man behind the scenes may be Polish. The reason why local gunmen were hired to kill was to frame the local Malay competitor. If successful, they would kill two competitors at once.
Of course, it may be that the French or Georgians framed the Poles and Malays, or it may be that the Malays did it on purpose, but did not kill Green and let him find the answer on his own.
There may be too many and the enemy is unknown, which brings great trouble to the task of protecting Green.
"I think there is actually no need to think so much." Seeing that the discussion was getting more and more biased, Wang Zhen said aloud: "Mr. Green's purpose is to negotiate with the Malay side this time. Just focus on this. It doesn't really matter who the enemy is.
Ah, just kill those who pose a threat, as long as the goal is achieved."
Wang Zhen's words made Green stunned, and then he laughed, "Yes, I have fallen into some misunderstandings."
"It's just that I just encountered a life-and-death crisis and my thoughts are a little biased because I'm still immersed in it. Even if I don't tell you, you will react soon." Wang Zhen smiled reservedly.
Green smiled and shook his head. It's not that easy. This may not be the most dangerous, but the closest to death. All the bodyguards died, bullets flew over his head. If he hadn't encountered Wang Zhen, he and his daughter would have died.
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The richer he gets, the more he fears death. Yesterday he just managed to keep calm in front of outsiders.
Now, things will be easier to handle if they return to their essence.
"When will Mr. Green's bodyguard arrive?" Wang Zhen asked with a smile.
Green looked at his watch and said, "There's still more than an hour left."
"Several people?"
"Two." Green sighed, glanced at Bourne and the others and continued: "Isn't it because of you? I believe you can solve my problem very well, right, Wang."
"Of course." Wang Zhen nodded heavily.
"I can't mobilize more people, which will leave me short of manpower in other businesses. My competitors are not just horses." Green explained with a wry smile.
"Mr. Green can rest assured that once you encounter danger, your bodyguards only need to protect your safety. Leave the rest to us. We will not let them shoot you a second time." Bourne.
Nod solemnly.
After talking about the business, Green went to go about his business. As the saying goes, good luck and good fortune depend on each other. It is not a good thing for him to successfully escape the assassination this time. If this kind of thing happens in Malay territory, the Malay government must express something.
By grasping this, Green can take a certain initiative in negotiating with the Malays.
Of course, the Scythe team doesn't understand the specifics. They are currently staying in the living room, waiting to be handed over to Green's own bodyguards.
More than an hour later, after two bodyguards arrived to complete the handover, the Scythe team left Green's presidential suite.
After all, it was just a temporary cooperation, and they were inappropriate to know many things. Personal security was Green's own business.
"We are now entering a state of combat readiness. There are six of us. We are divided into three groups for night duty, the donkey and the king, me and the bayonet, and the poet and the shovel." Jin Mao ordered.
Everyone nodded.
Wang Zhen and Lu Zi were on the first shift. The shift was quite boring, and they couldn't watch TV. They had to pay attention to the sounds outside, so the two moved two sofas to sit near the door of the room. The door was open, and the two just chatted.
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"I heard from Jin Mao that the company assessed Green's assets to be no less than 300 million US dollars. He is very rich. They arranged for two bodyguards to come over for such a big event. This is too little." Donkey didn't say a word.
asked in one sentence.
"If too many people are mobilized from other businesses, it will affect the safety of those businesses." Wang Zhen organized his words. In fact, it can be summarized in one sentence, but...
"What's more, rich people don't raise a lot of idle people. Every carrot is a pit. If something like this happens suddenly, it will of course lead to a shortage of manpower."
"Yes, it would be good to hire a security company for temporary cooperation when encountering such a thing. We don't encounter assassinations every day." Donkey thought for a moment and said, "I heard from Golden Retriever that we can get 60% of the commission this time, which is really good."
"How much commission did you get for performing tasks in the past?" Wang Zhen was very concerned about this, because it meant how much money he could earn in the future.
"10% of the task commission as bonus."
Wang Zhen thought for a moment and immediately frowned, "It's only 10% commission. Isn't it too little?"
"Small?" Donkey looked surprised, "Are you kidding? It's a lot."
"This is life-risking work."
"Our sickle team is the P1 level team of the company. The tasks we perform are relatively difficult, so we can get the task share. Employees at other levels cannot enjoy this." Donkey looked like an amateur.
"No, what does this P1 mean? And how are your wages calculated?" Wang Zhen asked hurriedly.
"You won't..." Donkey looked at Wang Zhen with disdain. He was a waiter who had never worked in any formal company and didn't understand this kind of common sense.
Wang Zhen made a fierce motion of slitting his throat, and then Donkey smiled and said: "Regular companies are managed hierarchically, gm is the general manager, d is the director, m is the manager, s is the supervisor, and p is the executive employee.
In our PMC community, P stands for those who perform combat missions on the front line."
"The salary of employees in a regular PMC company is divided into several parts: fixed salary, insurance benefits, combat allowance, and mission bonus. Only the company's P1 level employees can get the last one."
"For example, if the company gets a garrison mission in an oil field in Iraq, the company will conduct a mission risk rating based on the current situation. Different combat allowances will be given according to the rating. Generally, it is 50-200 US dollars per day, and at 200 US dollars, it is very, very small.
That’s only for high-risk periods.”
"And we not only have combat allowances, but also mission bonuses. Rookie, you can directly join the Scythe Team as a rookie who knows nothing. Do you know how lucky you are? You directly enjoy P1 treatment because of your relationship with the Scythe Team.
, you will be envied by many people in the industry, both inside and outside the company. If the company recruits people normally, they usually enter at the P4 or P5 level. Even for special forces such as SEALs and Rangers, the highest level of retirement is P2."
"Do you know how much the annual salary of US Army Rangers and SEALs is? It's only 60,000 US dollars, and the salary of ordinary soldiers, including all kinds of subsidies, is only more than 30,000 US dollars a year!"
"I..." Wang Zhen scratched his head, saying that he seemed really, really lucky. He couldn't help but laugh, "Brother Lu, how much can P5 get in a year? What about our P1?"
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"We, P1?" Donkey looked at Wang Zhen with a half-smile, you are so shameless, "The actual income of P5 after removing the benefits is about 40,000 to 50,000 US dollars a year. For us, it is 100,000 to 150,000 US dollars a year.
, look at the tasks. If you are lucky and encounter high-value tasks, there may be more. Of course, high-value tasks also mean high risks, which may not be a good thing."
Saying that, Donkey sighed, the sickle team can have up to 7 people at most...
Of course Wang Zhen didn't know why the donkey sighed, he just thought he was making less money.
Anyway, Wang Zhen thinks it’s really not much. He heard from Golden Retriever that PMC’s salary was not high before and he didn’t have any idea about it. Now he realizes that it’s really hard to earn money for working hard!
After chatting for a while, Wang Zhen began to ask what equipment would be delivered tomorrow and what weapons everyone used. "I am so excited when I think about having my own set of equipment. I doubt I will be able to sleep at night.
Ah, I’m so excited.”
But what Wang Zhen didn't see was that there was a sly smile on the corner of the donkey's mouth in the darkness.
Donkey: I want to say it, but I feel so uncomfortable holding it in.