Byrne shrugged, "I still recommend you to go through the channel I mentioned before. The green card is only 50,000 US dollars, and the naturalization is only 100,000 US dollars. It can be done in a week. I don't know why you are dissatisfied, but this is too expensive."
"Don't look at me like that. I have no money, and you don't have to count on Mountbatten and the others. I bet their money has been spent almost by now."
"You make so much money, you are eating it so fast!" Wang Zhen looked shocked.
"I have a daughter and a son, and I have to pay more than $60,000 in child support every year. I don't want them to be like me in the future, so I ask them to go to a private middle school." Byrne spread his hands, "I still have to pay back
Various credit cards and daily expenses.”
"For example, Mountbatten had no wife or children, but he spent all his money on women. This is why he was popular."
Wang Zhen: "..."
Do you really want to become a CIA spy?
…
After leaving the law firm, Wang Zhen looked a little depressed, and Bourne could see it.
The Scythe team really makes a lot of money, especially Bourne. The reason why he is so poor is also related to his character.
There were some things he didn't say, and he spent a lot of money on his former comrades.
The disabled, those killed in battle... Bourne would spend a sum of money every year to support his comrades or their families. When his friends were in trouble, he would also lend them money.
He just has such a personality and can't change it. Of course, he doesn't want to change it, so his wife divorced him.
Looking purely at combat effectiveness, in fact, the Scythe Squad is no longer qualified for P1. The team is not fully equipped and has weaknesses. However, the company has not lowered the qualifications of the squad, and no one else in the company has expressed dissatisfaction. The key is that everyone likes Bourne.
Who wouldn't want to have such a friend.
In fact, including Donkey Mountbatten, everyone is from the special operations force and has rich combat experience. They are all qualified to form their own teams as captains and get more money.
After all, what the PMC team only requires is combat effectiveness. The company gives you tasks, intelligence, and logistics. All the team needs is just the ability to fight.
A weapon without its own thoughts is a good weapon.
You are very smart, have brains, have channels, and can do everything by yourself, so why do you need a company?
Can’t you do it yourself?
Bourne wanted to help Wang Zhen.
They haven't been in contact with Wang Zhen for a long time, but Bourne feels that they owe Wang Zhen.
Bourne wants to help Wang Zhen, even if it's not to repay the favor, he also likes this kid very much.
Besides, Bourne will definitely have more opportunities to make money in the future with a guy like Wang Zhen.
Those who can give PMC tasks are rich people. In fact, there are many opportunities, but they lack the eyes to discover them.
"Don't think so much. I'll take you to the company first. The problem may not be solved." Bourne said with a smile.
"Ah?" Wang Zhen raised his head.
"Have you forgotten, Mr. Green's task has been completed, but because it is a contract signed by the company, the task share needs to be paid together with the salary." Bourne reminded.
Wang Zhen's eyes lit up, "You mean..."
"I don't dare to give you any guarantee. I'll wait until we get to the company. That guy Gielgud Cobham is not an easy person to talk to." Bourne replied.
Wang Zhen immediately laughed. It would be great if he could find a way. He had just wanted to call Green to borrow money. He believed that Green would 100% lend it to him, but he just didn't want to ask for it.
"Brother Golden Retriever is thick and hard. It's just Gielgud Cobham. It's not just a word from Big Brother Golden Retriever." Wang Zhen smiled like a dog, and didn't say thank you. He didn't use it. He borrowed it from everyone.
, he will pay it back as soon as possible.
Bourne smiled and rolled his eyes.
…
The company is indeed in New York, right in Manhattan. After all, it is the largest city in the United States and there are many customers here.
2070 Powell Avenue, not far from the Apollo Theater.
"Here?" Wang Zhen looked up at the building that must have been over 100 meters tall and asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"What is the problem?"
"PMC, those who fight, both with guns and cannons, don't you think it conflicts with the style here?" Wang Zhen asked as he walked towards the elevator.
"What are you thinking? This is the headquarters, a place where business is discussed and handled. The people here are all civilian employees. That is the training ground you mentioned, and those are all in New Jersey!" Byrne explained with a smile: "PMC also
Not everyone is a fighter."
"Uh..." Wang Zhen scratched his head. He thought he would go to a heavily defended place where he would pass by a fortress filled with heavily armed soldiers.
All the way to the company, Wang Zhen was arranged in the reception area, waiting with coffee. He was not an employee of the company yet, and Bourne went to find the company CEO Gielgud Cobham.
That is to say, Bourne, the CEO of a large company with hundreds of people, is not something you can just meet whenever you want.
"It's so early, let's have something to drink." Seeing Bourne coming, Gielgud Cobham waved his secretary out and got up to serve him himself.
"Just water," Bourne said.
Cobham let out a 'heh' in his mouth, walked to the refrigerator, took a bottle of water and threw it away. He also took a bottle, then walked to Bourne and sat down, "I'm not taking you to Lanna today.
Should the boy Tai met go get his identity checked?"
"He doesn't want to be connected to the CIA." Byrne shook his head.
Cobham raised his eyebrows, "So?"
"He found a channel on his own, a Chinese lawyer, who can quickly naturalize in a European country, but the cost is relatively high."
"Look down on the United States?" Cobham's tone was a little strange.
"Maybe he doesn't want to swear an oath to the American flag." Byrne tilted his head and thought for a moment.
"Patriot, hey!"
"Maybe."
"Then why do you want to change your nationality?" Cobham said in a teasing tone.
"It will be difficult for him to go back."
Cobham chuckled, "Then why did you come to me?"
"He needs a sum of money, at least 200,000 euros. I want to withdraw the share of this task from the company in advance. If it is not enough, my salary will be withdrawn."
Cobham looked Bourne up and down and shook his head, "It's something you can do."
"Forget it, that's you." Cobham walked back to the desk, reached for a piece of paper, opened a list, and then took it over and handed it to Bourne, "When will I bring him for testing?"
"Tomorrow, he..."
Before Byrne could finish speaking, Cobham interrupted: "Let me tell you, no matter what, this process must be followed, the company should be formalized, and the rules are the rules."
Bourne nodded and stood up: "Then I'll go first, thank you."
Find the property, pick up the money, come out, call to Wang Zhen, and walk out together, "Here you go."
Wang Zhen took it, looked down, saw a check, and counted it, it was US$230,000.
"Plus you are here with me, that's enough."
"Yes." Wang Zhen nodded, "Thanks, I will pay it back as soon as possible. After finishing the work, we will see how much money is left. I will give you an account, Lan Natai's, help me call it."
"Don't worry." Bourne smiled and patted Wang Zhen on the shoulder.
"That guy won't lie to me, right?" Wang Zhen thought for a while and asked: "I am a gangster now. He took my money, turned to the police to arrest me, and then deported me. Doesn't the money belong to him?
?”
Bourne: "..."
He never thought that he could be like this, boy... why are you so skilled!!