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

Song Heping saw the look of concern on Ramas's face and knew his strategy had worked.


Ramas was undoubtedly greedy for money.


That's why he deliberately mentioned a reward. After all, Ramas had a share in the school's profits, so he couldn't possibly be indifferent.


"$2 million," Song Heping said, "I think the reward is quite good, so I just wanted to ask if you have a way to let their people enter the country. If the risk is too high, I think we should forget about it."


Now Song He was the one acting nonchalant.


Hearing the mention of $2 million, a glint of greed flashed in Ramas's eyes.


He stroked his chin, and with an air of resolution as if he had thought things through, he said, "The school is only just over thirty kilometers from the border. As long as you plan it right, I can ensure the border troops aren't at the patrol positions at the designated time. You'll have at least two hours to cross."


Chapter 423: ELN's 50 "Elites