Chapter 117: Mr. Maltz, the Boss of the Imperial Fortress
Chapter 117 Mr. Maltz, the boss of the Empire Barrier (Updated)
Author: Brilliant fireworks
Chapter 117 Mr. Maltz, the boss of the Empire Barrier (Updated)
At least Wang Zhen has the brains and can really lead everyone to make money.
"Poet, what do you say?" Jin Mao looked over and asked.
"I have no problem." The poet shrugged, "It's pretty much the same as before."
"Wang, the rest is up to you. Whether you are short of money or not, I still have a lot here, thanks to you." Golden Retriever said with a smile. He is in a good mood now, which is the best he has heard in the past few days.
Good news.
"There's no shortage..." Wang Zhen blinked, "I haven't settled the accounts yet. By the way, have you divided up the stolen goods before... Have all the accounts arrived?"
"Part of the money comes directly from the company. You have to ask Cobham. The other part of the money for private work is helped by Daryl. We can do this without professional accountants." Golden Retriever scratched his head and said.
"Let me do the math..." Wang Zhen took out his cell phone.
The main income is from Faisal. After following the Du Lisan template, Faisal has entered the fast lane. He has soldiers in his hands, controls the traffic arteries, and has the identity of a member of the parliament and the name of the National Guard. Now he is Tik.
Ritter has become rich.
It is an exaggeration to say that political donations were received softly, but the money collected has indeed been collected in more than a month. Anyway, all the money owed to the Scythe Team has been repaid, totaling 4.35 million.
According to the previous agreement, 70% of the political donations received after that incident must still go to the Scythe Squad. Of course, the Scythe Squad can only share 25% of the 70% profit.
Wang Zhen called Daryl and asked Daryl, and the figure he gave was 550,000.
After doing the math, Feisal has been busy for so long and all the money he earned has gone to the Scythe Team. Of course, he will not lose.
In addition, due to Saif's assignment, he quit midway and according to the rules, he could only receive one-third of the commission, which was less than 70,000.
That total is 4.97 million.
Of the 4.97 million, a large part of Wang Zhen will get two shares, so he should have 1.4 million in his hands, and Golden Retriever and the others are about 700,000 US dollars.
Wang Zhen was dumbfounded by this settlement...
If I were still staying in Lannatai, I would never make so much money in my life.
Oh, yes, you have to add the salary for these few months, which is about 1.43 million. After paying off the foreign debt owed to Golden Retriever, there is still a full 1.28 million US dollars.
I can almost buy a house in Baijing!
Ahem...
When everyone heard that they could share about 700,000 yuan, they all immediately beamed.
Shovel even cheered. After working as a PMC for seven or eight years, he didn't save any money. He got US$700,000 in one fell swoop. With the various retirement compensation provided by the company this time, he no longer had to worry about his retirement life.
"Golden Retriever, I have no problem opening a PMC affiliated to the Imperial Barrier, but we brothers cannot be separated. This company must have your shares." If there is no shortage of money, it does not mean that this PMC company must invest all of its own money. That is definitely impossible.
"No problem, how much money are you short of?" The golden retriever looked very generous.
"I don't need the money for the time being. Jinmao, I'll give you 10% of the company's shares, poet, donkey, shovel, 5% each. Don't think it's too little!" Wang Zhen said with a smile.
"Why are you giving me shares for no money?" Jin Mao shook his head and said seriously: "Do you think I'm disabled and can't do anything, so you pity me?"
"It's all nonsense." Wang Zhen rolled his eyes, "Just because you can say this, I know you will definitely lose money when you start a company!"
"Then what do you mean? Please explain clearly." Golden Retriever glanced at the poet and the shovel.
"What do you think Cobham sees in me as a Chinese, and is willing to let me set up a company and hang it under the imperial barrier!" Wang Zhen glanced at Jin Mao with disdain, "You also said that PMC is first linked to the governments of various countries.
, First of all, as a Chinese, why would the Gujiao Building dare to let the task fall on my head?"
"How can Cobham guarantee that I won't do anything outrageous? Why would Maltz be willing to let me use the Imperial Barrier's channels? What if something goes wrong and ultimately affects the Imperial Barrier!"
"Who the hell knows who I am, Wang Zhen!"
"Don't mention talents. I, Wang Zhen, am just a little clever junior monk in the PMC world. The most important thing these days is talents. What I lack is the opportunity to rise to the top!"
"For example, in Iraq, when I, a Chinese, went to talk to the Arabs about missions, it would be strange if they didn't kick me out. But there were several American soldiers standing behind me, so they had to pay attention to me, and it was beyond the normal range.
, because this is against common sense, understand!”
Golden Retriever crossed his arms and tilted his head and thought for a moment, "You mean, I, uh, we are the guarantors, the backstage?"
Fortunately, golden retrievers don't know what it means to be a fox and a tiger...
"Otherwise, I really think that capital has no borders. Don't believe those nonsense. The company must have Americans." Wang Zhen thought for a while and then said: "I estimate that if the company is really established, Cobham will ask the Imperial Barrier to take shares.
"
Golden Retriever: "..."
So, I don’t want to go into business!
You damn guys have too many calculations!
The golden retriever and the poet have no problem, but the donkey does not need to ask.
The shovel shook his head, no!
He felt that he couldn't do anything, so why did he get 5% for no reason? Although his left hand was a bit disabled, it was not to the extent that he needed charity from his brothers. This was an insult to him.
"Your hand is broken and you can't hold the gun, it's not that your head is broken!" Wang Zhen walked to the window of the shovel, stretched out his hand and poked his neck, "After breaking away from the imperial barrier, you think we can still enjoy unconditionally
So many logistical conveniences?”
"We need manpower, trustworthy manpower, don't you know how important logistics is? What will happen if he is embezzled and there is something wrong with the ammunition he purchased? If you hand it over to a stranger, aren't you afraid that all your brothers will be cheated to death?"
"Uh... Okay, I understand." Shovel chuckled. He had business to do, other than just eating, otherwise he wouldn't be so shameless.
After the general direction was decided, Wang Zhen didn't delay and went directly to Cobham. As expected, Cobham asked Imperial Barrier to take 10% of the shares.
"No, I only accept shares from Mr. Maltz, not Empire Barrier." Wang Zhen shook his head and rejected, "You told me a few days ago that small companies only care about feelings, while large companies only care about systems. It just so happens that I
This is just a small company.”
It can be seen from the golden retriever's medical treatment that Maltz can represent the imperial barrier, but the imperial barrier cannot represent Maltz.
Besides, the relationship between Golden Retriever and Maltz is not an imperial barrier.
"Ha." Cobham laughed, "Okay, but Golden Retriever needs to talk to Maltz about this matter. I am the CEO of Imperial Barrier and cannot decide anything on behalf of Mr. Maltz, but the result..."
…
Wang Zhen persuaded Jin Mao for a long time, saying that this was to send money to Mr. Maltz, and Jin Mao agreed to make the call.
"Mr. Maltz asked you to go see him." Golden Retriever said after hanging up the phone.
Wang Zhen rubbed his teeth and didn't want to go.
With the huge gap in status, there is no way to talk about anything. We can only act according to orders.
After boarding a private plane again, Wang Zhen finally had the opportunity to take a good look around, low-key and luxurious...
want to!
Maltz lives in Palm Bay, Florida.
As for why you live here.
1: Florida has a mild climate, low taxes, high quality of life, and land value appreciation of about 8% per year. Seaside single-family villas have become the most popular type of real estate in the United States.
2: Florida has no personal income tax, and is the only state in the United States that has a law to protect an individual’s primary residential property from being touched. It is also a paradise for the rich in the United States.
3: Palm Beach beachfront single-family villas are rented by major companies such as Boeing, Lockheed Martin, and Raytheon.
Therefore, it is natural for a PMC company boss to live here.
After getting off the plane at Palm Bay, you still need to transfer to Meridi Island. According to the driver who came to pick you up from Wangzhen, all the people living on the island are rich, because the housing prices here are over one million US dollars.
Wang Zhen praised him but sneered secretly, "If you say so, I am the richest person in the capital!"
When he arrived on the island, Wang Zhen had to admit that the scenery here was indeed not comparable to that of Baijing. It was quiet, elegant, and leisurely. Just coming here gave people a relaxed and comfortable feeling.
The villas on the island are indeed large and luxurious.
"Hello, Mr. Maltz, I am Wang Zhen, just call me Wang."
After arriving at the villa, he was invited to the living room by his servants and served coffee. Within a few minutes, Malz, dressed in casual clothes, came down from upstairs. Wang Zhen quickly stood up and said hello.
"Hello, Wang, this is the second time we have met." Maltz had a smile on his face and a loud voice. He took the initiative to come over, held Wang Zhen's hand with one hand, and patted his shoulder with the other.
It comes across as warm and not fake, completely different from Cobham's professional smile.
Although Wang Zhen knew that Maltz was playing the trick of Corporal Li Xian, it was impossible to say that he was not touched in his heart.
After chatting for a while, Malz was mostly talking about how when he first became a mercenary, Golden Retriever followed him through life and death, and gradually built up the company Empire Barrier.
Wang Zhen is just an audience, he just needs to exclaim and make shocked expressions from time to time.
Then it was lunch time. Malz stayed with King Town to have lunch together. During the meal, they became the leader of King Town and chatted. Malz asked some about the experience of the Scythe team during this period.
Then there is no more.
It was completely beyond Wang Zhen's expectation. He thought that Malz would ask some questions about nationality, stance, how he planned to operate in the future, etc., but nothing happened.
Before leaving, Maltz said: "If we talk about trust, I trust Bourne and the others more. I believe they are willing to risk their lives for it, but when it comes to running the company, Cobham is indeed more suitable. Regarding the previous matter, I
I feel very sorry, I apologize directly, Bourne and the others will not accept it, help me bring my apology to them."
"As for the shares, there is no need for them. You can give them more to Jin Mao. I just want to help Jin Mao. The brothers who lived together through life and death could not keep up with the development of the company. I feel guilty and powerless. Now that I have the opportunity, I have
It is my duty to escort the brothers on their way forward."
"The Imperial Barrier will try its best to help you. I hope you can seize the opportunity to fly into the sky. If you encounter any problems that cannot be solved, you can call me."
After hearing these words, Wang Zhen felt warm, loyal and open-minded in his heart. No wonder he could grow from a mercenary to a billionaire.
After Wang Zhen left, Maltz arranged for someone to take him to the airport or take his private plane back. He really couldn't fault Wang Zhen's treatment.
After they left, Maltz called Cobham and said, "I met him. He has a very flexible mind and is a person worth investing in. But forget about the shares."
"I see ambition and pride in this little guy. When these qualities are combined with good abilities and meet the right opportunities, it is like gasoline meeting oxygen and fire, and it will eventually burn brightly."
"I can't tell whether it will keep burning or burn out quickly. Therefore, don't control the shares. It's just right to be a pure collaborator."