Yan Qi Guan

If you're not sitting at the table, then you are definitely lying on the menu.
If you have nothing, then your life is your only capital.
Song Heping, compelled by life to make a fortune in a warzone, accidentally got swept into the war and, in a confused state, was promoted by a bunch of Da Maozi to be the boss of a Defense Company.
In this day and age, who still becomes a mercenary!
I want to sell arms, I want to sell coffee cups worth a few bucks for over a thousand US Dollars.
I want to sell a 9-dollar socket for the price of 299 US Dollars.
I want to sell goats, the kind that costs millions of US Dollars each...
Don't ask, and don't come auditing, whether you're from the Audit Office or the CIA, I'll send you all off...
My name is Song Heping.
I came, I conquered, I reign as the king.
Don't call me the "Lord of War," I love peace, I am here to deliver "peace".

Mercenaries, I Will Be King

When Song Heping walked into Peter's office, led by his adjutant, the US Army deputy commander was sitting behind his spacious desk, reviewing documents.


"Thom, make a cup of coffee for Mr. Song."


After the adjutant had left, Peter's gaze pierced through the lenses of his glasses and landed on Song Heping's face, as if searching for some secret.


"Song, I tried reaching you on your cell phone a while ago, but unfortunately, it was always turned off."


Song Heping said, "I had been to Venezuela."


Such a matter would be easy for Peter to investigate.


So, Song Heping did not plan to hide it.


Counter-interrogation techniques included how to mix some real information into the conversation and hide important details at crucial points.


In Song Heping's view, this was an interrogation face to face.


"Went on a vacation? Or maybe to see some curvy beauties?"


Chapter 375: Testing