Chapter 52 Hanging with the Golden Retriever, Hungry for Three Days
Chapter 52: Following the golden retriever, I was hungry for three days...
Author: Brilliant fireworks
Chapter 52: Following the golden retriever, I was hungry for three days...
knowledge is power!
You must have knowledge in your mind, so that you will know what to do when you encounter an opportunity!
So, who is Master Huang in this matter?
Who is the county magistrate?
Who is the tycoon?
Who are the common people?
Looking at Faisal, this is the county magistrate!
Then, can I, no, I am the Scythe Squad, be considered as this Mr. Huang?
When Wang Zhen came back to his senses and heard Jin Mao congratulating Faisal perfunctorily, he reached out and lightly poked Jin Mao in the back.
The golden retriever coughed lightly and said, "King, tell Feisal."
In a word, everyone looked at Wang Zhen.
"How will Mr. Faisal plan to distribute the money?" Wang Zhen looked at Faisal with a smile.
Faisal grinned. This was the purpose of his visit. Although the Scythe Squad was hired by the Foot Covering Building, if the Scythe Squad was doing its work, why should the Foot Covering Building still keep an eye on it?
If you are attacked again, if you act a little slower, you may die!
Besides, if you want to report the situation on your side to the person in front of you, you must win over him carefully.
If there is no magistrate in Iraq, it is better to take care of this sentence now, but Mesopotamia is the birthplace of human culture after all, and there is no shortage of similar fables in the cultural heritage that has been passed down for thousands of years.
"50-50 split, what do you think Mr. Wang?" Faisal said, staring into Wang Zhen's eyes.
Golden Retriever:???
Donkey and others:!!!
Are you going to give them money?
"Mr. Faisal." Wang Zhen said with a deadpan expression on his face, "We attach great importance to your attack. After the report was reported, a large number of intelligence personnel worked hard on it."
"Another point, the contract our Scythe Team signed with the military is only for three months. Do you understand what I mean?"
Golden Retriever and others said nothing and looked at Faisal with a straight face: We don't understand.
"What does Mr. Wang mean?" Feisal understood what Wang Zhen meant.
"We only need 70% of the income during this period!" Wang Zhen made a gesture.
Golden Retriever and others: But I was shocked!
Feisal nodded heavily, smiled and stretched out his hand to shake Wang Zhen's hand, "Thank you very much for taking care of me during this time."
"Don't worry, the Scythe Team never disappoints its guests." Wang Zhen smiled and sent Faisal away.
When I came back again, when I entered Wangzhen, I saw Golden Retriever and others staring at me with stern eyes, like wolves.
"He wants to share 350,000 US dollars with us?" Golden Retriever asked in a low voice.
Wang Zhenda sat on the sofa calmly, holding his head high and saying "Uh-huh."
"Why?" Jin Mao understood what political donations were, but he didn't understand why Faisal gave them money.
Pointing at the refrigerator, Donkey immediately trotted over with a dogged look on his face, picked up a bottle of Ice Cream and handed it over.
Wang Zhen glanced with drooped eyelids, "Unscrew it, you can't see it!"
Donkey's face darkened, "Would you like to drink it?"
"You have no sense of service at all!" Wang Zhen snatched it away, opened the mouth and burped a few times, and then asked with a smile: "If Feisal is really that capable,
Why didn’t Ahmed invest in him earlier and why did he pay now?”
"In the final analysis, Faisal took advantage of the power of the United States. We helped him eliminate the attackers, and then found clues about the attackers. This change came from us, or rather from the United States."
"Ahmad's investment is based on his relationship with the United States, not Faisal himself, at least not now."
"Of course he wants to share the money with us. Besides, we are only responsible for protecting him for three months. After that, he will not need to share the profits when he receives political donations. Why doesn't he agree?"
The golden retriever smashes his mouth, think about it, it really makes sense, but why didn't he think of it before?
If he really had such a brain, he could at least sit in the position of branch manager as Daryl by virtue of his experience as one of the first batch of people to work with Mike Maltz.
"Have you never encountered anything like this when you were on missions before?" Wang Zhen asked.
"I must have encountered it before. I'm not sure. Even if there is such a thing, it will be discussed by specialized people in the company. It has nothing to do with us." Jin Mao thought for a while and said.
Wang Zhen nodded, and it was unrealistic to let a group of big-headed soldiers whose brains were all about muscles, who spent their whole day either studying how to kill people or living and drinking, do this.
This is considered peripheral development of the task and requires professionals.
"Should we tell the company about this?" Wang Zhen asked.
Jin Mao thought for a while and nodded. Private work is private work, but this is obviously not it. No matter how much or how little money he has, he, Jin Mao, cannot do such a thing as carrying the company's black money.
After looking at his watch and calculating the time difference, Golden Retriever called Cobham to explain the matter.
Cobham listened quietly without interrupting, and finally said: "Since it was negotiated by yourselves, then pay 50% to the company, and the money will be transferred from the Baghdad branch."
After hanging up the phone, Cobham shook his head and muttered with a smile, "This guy has found a good helper, so he didn't spend so much money in vain."
On the other side, watching Jin Mao hang up the phone, Wang Zhen asked in a low voice: "How to say it."
"Turn half over to the company." After saying that, Jin Mao looked into Wang Zhen's eyes and said, "Don't think the company is too much. Without the company's support, we wouldn't be as free as we are now."
"What are you thinking about? Of course I know." Wang Zhen curled his lips, "If it weren't for this skin, Feisal wouldn't be so easy to talk to."
After turning in half, there is still 175,000 left, and the task commission is only 300,000.
Besides, when it comes to political donations, the first one is the hardest to get, and there will naturally be more in the future. There are still more than two months left, and Wang Zhen estimates that what they get will definitely exceed the commission commission.
Delightful!
"How about you take two shares of the money this time and we both take one share?" Jin Mao discussed with Wang Zhen in a low voice.
"Ah?" Wang Zhen was stunned, then shook his head and said: "Don't be kidding, you are the captain, you get the same thing as everyone else, how can I get two copies?"
"No, the rules are the rules, I'm afraid you think it's too little." Jin Mao smiled and patted Wang Zhen's leg, raised his head and said loudly: "The company will take half of the 350,000, and the rest is ours, Wang
The town will take two copies, one for each of us, do you have any questions?"
"How much is that?" Donkey walked up to Wang Zhen in one step and picked up the unfinished bottle of Coke with a smile. "Boss, come on, have some ice cream!"
Wang Zhen was convinced by the donkey's shameless appearance, "It's not much, only 25,000."
"From now on, Wang, you are the boss!" Donkey said loudly and solemnly, turning his head and glaring at Golden Retriever with contempt, "Let's overthrow this idiot Golden Retriever's brutal rule and elect a new king!"
Wang Zhen almost burst out laughing at this sentence, and inexplicably thought of a famous saying: If you follow a golden retriever, you will be hungry for nine meals in three days.
When he looked up, he saw a sneer hanging from the corner of Jin Mao's mouth. He came up and punched the donkey twice.
Damn, this is so outrageous!
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