Li Mochen continued to ask: "How much is this expense approximately? How many gold shields do you need per year?"
"Last year, it was 1.57 million gold shields. We have a total of three level 10 magic professionals, six level 8, and nine level 7. The others are all non-combatants. Although we are doing illegal business
, so Mr. Li is extra generous in salary, but the overall salary in Southeast Asia is low. As for this year, since we have started work less than six months ago, everyone is embarrassed to take too much money. I think 1.2 million gold shields is enough.
Enough."
Li Tailai pushed up his glasses: "Mainly, the three of us will have to spend at least 1.4 million gold shields before we can break through the eleventh level."
"In other words, the funds on the books are enough for this year's expenses, right?"
Li Mochen saw a look of affirmation on Li Tailai's face: "I want to know, if I decide to end the smuggling business in Southeast Asia and move all the people back to Atlanta, what will you do?"
"You mean to close the business and retain the staff?"
Li Tailai looked a little surprised and fell into deep thought: "I personally have no problem, but I don't know what other people will think. Brother Collinson and I are both citizens of America, but others are not. Maybe most people are.
They won’t be willing, especially those with families. After all, this is entering an unfamiliar environment from a familiar place, and everyone will have concerns. Also, after arriving in America, our expenses have skyrocketed."
"Money doesn't matter, as long as you can bring people here."
Li Mochen's words were still full of temptation and toughness: "If it doesn't work, try to keep all the backbones. They don't have to worry about all the settlement expenses here, and the conditions will be as favorable as possible. Xuri Company will do legitimate and legal business in the future.
But the scale is a bit big. I need a private army of about ten people, and a group of people to help me collect intelligence and find out information to ensure that there are no problems with my business."
"BOSS."
Lawrence Collinson, who had been listening quietly, suddenly interjected: "Actually, there is no need to give them too generous treatment. If you settle down, you can promise to get American citizenship or a green card for them. I think many of us
Everyone will be interested, and you can even find a few powerful players in Southeast Asia to work for you. Especially those with families, they will never miss the opportunity to enter America. You can at least establish a relationship with them for more than four years.
contract."
Li Mochen knew that this was a powerful berserker. His conversation and personality could be seen, but there was no hint of mania at all.
"Green card? Permanent residence permit for foreigners? Is it that simple?"
"Lawrence is right. Compared to the turbulent and impoverished Southeast Asia, America is undoubtedly the paradise on earth. Although there are drugs, shootings, and gangs here, it is generally wealthy and stable. In fact, apart from America and the Old World, this
Almost everyone in the world thinks this is paradise. But there are many people over there who are willing to spend tens of thousands of gold shields and risk death to sneak to America."
Li Tailai explained: "But if you want to help them obtain green cards or legal nationality, it is not a simple matter, nor can it be done with money. The American government's naturalization review for Southeast Asian magic professionals originally
It is extremely strict, second only to the Middle East. Especially those of us who have been involved in arms smuggling in Southeast Asia all year round, and are also involved with pirates there, and many of our members are already on the CIA's list."
Li Mochen's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said without changing his expression: "Then let them not make plans to settle down for the time being, and come to work for me as mercenaries first, and then make a decision after a year. Just say that for the sake of my father
On my behalf, come and help me for one year. Of course, I will not treat you badly in terms of treatment. As for those people you mentioned, Lawrence, you can also invite them here. You can make a promise that they will be here for one year at most.
I will help them get a green card or naturalization. If they are unable to do so, I will provide corresponding compensation at a price that will definitely satisfy them."
The Collinson brothers and Li Tailai couldn't help but look at each other for a while.
"Okay!"
"We try our best."
But at this time, when they looked at Li Mochen, their expressions were slightly different.
The three of them all understood what this person meant. Li Mochen clearly planned to deceive the person. As for the promise of naturalization after one year or compensation, it was just a bad check.
It seems that their new boss is not as simple, ignorant and reckless as they knew before.
This is in line with their opportunity. There is a saying in the East that a tiger father has no dog son. How could Mr. Li's child be an ordinary person?
At this time, Li Mochen asked again: "Is there a way for people to get in?"
"It's easy to get in."
Li Tailai's answer was unambiguous: "We have channels. Although they are all heartless smugglers, they are still very reliable if forced with guns. It's just that the weapons are a bit troublesome. We have some heavy weapons over there. Those smugglers may
I don’t have the guts.”
"Then resell them. In America, I don't need these things right now. Anyway, I want to send people in as soon as possible. You are also responsible for this kind of thing, right? You and I need the funds.
I can just say hello."
As Li Mochen spoke, he tore off a piece of paper from the note pad on the table and wrote a name on it: "Also, no matter what method you use, help me find this guy as soon as possible and tell me where he is.
. Maybe this is a bit overwhelming, but I can only ask you for help now. If I guess correctly, you should have some information channels in Atlanta? "
"Dandy Hancock? That's an Atlanta guy?"
Li Tailai took a focused look at the name on the note and said, "Do you have any photos? It would be best to have some basic information."
"No, but I can hand-draw his appearance for you. This guy is from Bloodfang, my classmate at Linden College, a scumbag who does all kinds of evil."
Li Mochen sketched the appearance of a young black man in three or five strokes on another piece of paper.
"Find him and notify me as soon as possible,"
"OK."
Li Tailai picked up the character drawing drawn by Li Mochen: "I have to say, BOSS, your drawing skills are very good, but it is a bit oriental, and this sketch is a bit nondescript."
Li Mochen smiled bitterly. He has indeed been learning Western painting methods recently, especially sketching, but he has not yet mastered it. He always mixes his previous painting habits into it unconsciously.
Thanks to his superior memory and understanding, as well as his ability to multi-task, he basically no longer has to pay attention to lectures. During the time in class, Li Mochen, out of considerations of work-rest balance, was studying those
In addition to studying Western magic and mysticism, he will also spend a considerable period of time studying painting. This is one of his few interests when he was a sword-hunting Taoran, and it may also be related to his next work.
Source of funds.
"One last thing!"
Li Mochen's eyes were cold and solemn: "I want to know how much time and how much money it will take you to establish an intelligence network in Atlanta?"