Chapter 98

It's very dark outside Somalia. Mogadishu, without streetlights, lies in the embrace of the desert under the gaze of the stars, but it is quiet, which is not synonymous with security. The hyenas outside the city were chasing groups. Looking at the Somali lion, the latter was covered in scars, sticking out its tongue to lick its wounds, looking at them with fierce and contemptuous eyes.

dog!

It is still a dog after all!

It's king even at night. But for hyenas, Somali lions fighting alone are like rotten meat secreting rotten meat, unable to escape. Both sides gave low growls to show their boldness, and finally, the hyena moved first!

Both sides fight together!

In town, four hyenas were eyeing rotten meat from Somalia and North Africa that had finally finished eating.

Duong Dao gritted his teeth as he watched Frantesque and the others leave and waved his hand. Just as he was about to leave, he saw Old Than hiding in the kitchen.

Boom-boom-boom!

He slammed down on the table, the other person looked over, Duong Dao hooked his finger, "Are you the boss?"

Old Tran was not embarrassed at all. He had been hiding in the back watching Old Than perform for a long time. When he heard these words, he nodded. "In addition to Sichuan cuisine, can you cook Jiang Dan food?"

"A little, I learned from my master." » Old Tran said honestly.

"Do you want to come to my company? I will pay you a salary of 8,000 USD per month and insurance. What do you think?"

SR Company's food is mainly canned food and the chef is also a part-time employee. The food is really unpleasant. He understood the saying that cooking class determines combat effectiveness.

During World War II, after the US military entered the war, their logistical supply was lunch meat, and lunch meat was available 365 days a year, so after the war, Eisenhower met with Corey, the director of lunch meat factory governor, and grabbed him and said, "I really want to shoot you!"

In modern warfare, especially the Gulf War, someone researched that the US military had up to 10 types of meals on the battlefield, which were later included in the military's psychological construction standards. A well-fed army also symbolizes combat effectiveness.

Tang Dao not only considers employees as tools to make money, but they are also human beings and also have vivid emotions. Sometimes leaders are also servants. "Three meals a day is enough, but the number is a bit large, hundreds of people, do you like it?"

Before the civil war in Somalia, Lao Chen earned about $2,000 a month. After the war, this was no longer possible. The situation is very chaotic and security cannot be guaranteed.

The amount of 8,000 USD that Duong Dao offered was very exciting. He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet!

"Okay, but I have a son, you have to pay for him, sir." Old Tran saw that he talked a lot and added more. "That's right, 1000 US dollars a month. When you have the ability to become a teacher, you can increase."

Old Tran had a smile on his face. He originally thought that after working for a few years, when he returned home he could build a small villa.

Duong Dao ordered Osborn to let two employees help Lao Than pack his things. He arrives at the airport tomorrow morning and leaves in the car. "! My old Tran seems to have really become rich."

He patted her thigh, muttered a few words, rubbed her head and tilted his head back.

Frantesc was sitting in the car, very agitated, with more than a dozen cigarette butts at his feet.

He reached into the cigarette case again but it was empty.

"Do you still have cigarettes on you?"

The bodyguard shook his head, causing Frantesc to curse in a low voice, open the window and throw the cigarette box out. A wind blew carrying a very pungent fishy smell. "Dun, how reliable are the claims of Asians today?" He finally felt that one person's brain was not enough. He turned around and asked his bodyguard. The latter is also depressed and has no intelligence to cope. He thought that if he had studied well, he would not have had to join the army at that time. He frowned and said nonsense: "Actually, I don't think the Czech side will remember your achievements, but your wealth will be remembered in the bank's storage card. ."

Frantesc looked at him in surprise. This sentence is very philosophical.

He frowned and thought carefully for a moment. The faint car lights shone on his face. He was very confused. He was not a qualified leader. He was indecisive. If it were Duong Dao, he would definitely It's okay, if you fight, you can't fight the US dollar.

"Let me think about it." He spoke softly, as if talking to himself, but also as if responding to Dunn, turning his head to look out the window, squinting his eyes, very short-sighted.

Dunn didn't say anything, he was just a bodyguard, not an advisor.

Anyway, as long as the owner is guaranteed not to die. At this time, Duong Dao was returning, intending to rest. There was no activity at night in Mogadishu.

But I received a call from Ukraine.

"Mr. Nicholas" Medevichuk's familiar voice called enthusiastically, but when they first met, he was very cold.

"Major General Medevichuk?" Why are you suddenly calling me at this time? Do I ask you to help me learn about that employee? »

Duong Dao took off his leather shoes and placed his feet on the table. The socks always give off a pleasant scent.

"Don't worry about this, I'll remember it, but you're a bit naughty, why are you dragging Victor?"

Uh?

Will this be discovered?

So come and ask yourself some questions? Duong Dao did not panic at all, but instead smiled and said: "Isn't that great?" You must teach your children how to make money from a young age, otherwise, when they grow up, they will only be able to watch others pretend. is money. Shouts of joy from the other side. You have to thank me for allowing him to realize reality first.

Medevichuk didn't know how to respond.

What you said was so reasonable that he could not refute, so he had to say in a low voice: "I will take over between you and Victor, he should fight like a child, instead of negotiating here, or even dismantled. gun takes 1 minute, not qualified.

Is this really my father? Tang Dao believed that the lives of Soviet boys were miserable. From the age of ten, a small number of boys will have to join a military academy for minors. Standards are the same as the regular army. The purpose is to wait until the children grow up ~www.mtlnovel.com~ to train mid-level officers for the Soviet army, these people are elite!

But childhood grenade throwing may be full of passion, but is it something they should love?

Duong Dao just sighed and calmly chatted. "Of course, as long as you can meet my needs, I do business with anyone."

Medevichuk had an in-depth exchange on goods between the two sides. The two sides seemed to be haggling at the vegetable stall. You guys talked to each other until after ten o'clock at night. In the end, Duong Dao couldn't bear it. upward. ",! Okay, I'll arrange what you need."

"Thank you very much." Medevichuk breathed a sigh of relief. His mission was completed and he sighed in relief.

After making the call, Duong Dao asked someone to call Robert.

"Can the ruble plan be implemented?"

"There are already signs." Seeing Duong Dao call that night to ask about this matter, Robert must have said something so he slightly tilted his ear to listen: "The day after tomorrow you will take someone to Kiev, then take a detour from there." Moscow, I entrust this plan to you, remember, if it fails, you will ensure your own safety.

Robert's heart warmed when he thought that his boss cared about him.

In fact, Duong Dao's thinking is very misleading. If caught, will you confess to me?

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How should I treat you?

Duong Dao is sometimes extremely cold-blooded!