"Let me go! Damn it, who are you? What are you going to do?" The yellow-haired black man struggled vigorously, but he couldn't break free from the employee's hand at all. He just trembled on the ground in horror. Suddenly, in his ear, There was the sound of footsteps, and he tried hard to turn his head, but the angle was only 30° at most
The nose is almost attached to the shoes, and it can still smell the faint smell of feet.
damn it!
How long has it been since you washed your feet?
But now it's not something that black people should think about. He wanted to see what the person standing in front of him looked like. His eyes were bloodshot and his face was hideous. He just caught sight of a trace and was mercilessly interrupted.
"Dude, it looks like you are new here?" The little angel stepped on the side of the other person's face, rubbed his head on the ground, bent over, "Did you call my boss? Do you know? It's very rude."
"First... sir." The elder Hei knelt on the ground with his head in his arms, his tongue tied, he didn't know what to say, could he be let go? Don't be kidding, it's impossible to think about it with your butt, and the voice gradually fades at the end.
They just kidnapped an Asian. As for asking so many people to grab themselves with guns?
"Boss, he's in a very bad condition." An employee pointed at Lin Beidao solemnly. The latter was in a coma with his head drooping. If it wasn't for the ups and downs in his chest, he would have thought he had no vital signs. The little angel squeezed Lin Bei's chin, "Send him to the hospital, these few, and hand them over to the police station."
The faces of Lao Hei and the others turned ugly. If they were sent to the police station, they would definitely be handed over to the Immigration Bureau. By then...
The world in Zimbabwe is all gloomy, and I finally regret it in my heart.
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Tang Dao received the report from the little angel and ordered them to send Lin Bei to the best hospital in Boston, and all expenses would be paid from the public account.
Do you think he is a good man?
Maybe…
After hanging up the phone, he turned his head and saw a white man standing nervously, he didn't even know how to put his hands?
"Sit, Felix, don't be nervous." Tang Dao said gently, and handed over the cigar, signaling him to be free.
"boss…"
That's San Francisco lawyers! Poor guy whose wife was sold to Mexico.
Felix is very careful in breathing, but he knows that the Asian in front of him has contributed a lot to his being able to "mix" to where he is now. Originally, he can only be said to be a lawyer who barely makes ends meet, but now? He drives a Land Rover, lives in Haozai, and even marries a young model who is ten years younger than him. As for his ex-wife? I have long since forgotten.
However, he also woke up from the dream a few times, dreaming that the adulterer he killed with his own hands claimed his life.
But it is impossible for him to say that he regrets it. Dollars are addictive!
You are used to living in mansions, why would you still want to live in a thatched cottage?
"How are you doing recently?" Tang Dao crossed Erlang's legs, held a cigar in his right hand, took a deep breath, and then spit it out, making a circle on the top of his head.
"It's not bad."
Felix's palms were a little sweaty, and he rubbed vigorously on his knees, his face tensed.
"Well, I have something to ask you this time. Our company plans to set up a legal department and appoint you as the first director. What do you think?"
Legal Department?
Felix's eyes lit up. Although he had already made some guesses before he came, he still couldn't help being moved when Tang Dao said it, but this lawyer must be a little reserved, the muscles on his face were tense, "Of course, I am willing to!"
Tang Dao kept staring at him. Although the other party's expression was well hidden, he also saw the joy in his eyes.
This is a dog, but even if it is a dog, you have to feed him a bone.
"This is a great contract, take a look."
With a hook of Tang Dao's finger, Blue Blood handed him a contract. Felix glanced up and down, and his last eyes stopped on the salary.
"Annual salary: $470,000!"
This salary was irresistible, and the other party signed it without even thinking about it. He just checked the loopholes here, very rigorously, and most importantly, he had already paid for the hundred pounds.
"You set up the legal department as soon as possible. I don't want to raise waste. I will ask someone to fund your account for this period of activity."
"I won't let you down."
Tang Dao smiled and nodded, looked at the time, "Come on, let's go eat."
Felix hurriedly stood up and followed behind, already having the temperament of a horse boy.
But he also knows that he has entered the inner core of the company. After all, private lawyers and finance are the ones who hold the most things. In Western legal society, with the progress of society and the development of civilization, more and more private lawyers are involved. In the life of citizens and families, private lawyer services have already pervaded all aspects of social life. For example, in the United States, 98% of people deal with private lawyers, 1% of people have a strong camp of corporate lawyers, and the other 1% of people are provided by the state. Legal aid.
Private lawyers generally have a strong relationship of trust with their clients, and are familiar with the client's property status, economic behavior, and expressions of will. Therefore, private lawyers must have stricter confidentiality responsibilities and perform stricter loyalty obligations.
This is one of the reasons why Eagle Sauce's tax investigation department prefers to hire a lawyer.
A qualified lawyer can change your sentence from life imprisonment to fixed-term imprisonment, and you can even sue the police station for illegal operations.
Just ask if you can hang it?
Blue Blood and other bodyguards cleared the way ahead and walked towards the VIP restaurant. For safety, Charlie specially arranged a private room for him in Boston, and someone was in charge of it 24 hours a day. Not to mention extravagance, this is money, especially the latter Also owns shares in Boston.
You have money and can make anyone pay attention to you.
Even in order not to make Tang Dao feel uncomfortable eating, he specially recruited a chef who can cook Eastern European dishes.
After Tang Dao stuffed the shrimp into his mouth, he put down the knife and fork, and then wiped his mouth with a napkin, "By the way, there are still a few days before Christmas, and when the time comes, I will give you bonuses. "
He had this idea for a long time, but it was only at this time that he brought it up.
When Lan Xue and the others heard this, their eyes lit up, and their originally tense faces relaxed a lot.
"thank you boss."
"This is what you should do." Tang Dao waved his hands indifferently. If you have money, everyone can earn it together. You can't pick your own people, or they might turn around and sell you.
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Ethiopia. Capital Addis Ababa!
According to the local Tigray language, it means "fresh flowers". Compared with its neighbors Somalia and Eritrea, it is indeed much more modern. Unlike other African countries, Ethiopia maintained its Its ancient monarchy has not been swallowed by the tide of colonialism.
In 1974, after a **** military coup overthrew Haile Selassie I, the emperor who had ruled Ethiopia since 1930, Ethiopia changed to Maoism. Maoxiong began to reform the country like a scalpel, and then...91 The reform failed in 1990, no, it should be said that it has always failed, because the war has never left.
Civil wars have been going on for decades, but better than Somalia, they have an interim government.
It is one of the least developed countries in the world. It is mainly based on agriculture and animal husbandry, with a weak industrial base. It seems that there is no developed country in Africa. The only developed country was later played by Mandela. Black people... are quite suitable for sports.
Also in Ethiopia, where the African Union sits! Of course it should be called "Organization of African Unity" at this time.
This organization turned the city of Addababa into a political center.
But at the same time, where there is politics, there may be struggles, and there will definitely be interests.
The city is very funny, there are no street names and road names, there is a small four or five-story building next to the Haig Fekil Theater, this is where the African Peace Organization works, and you can see most of them when you go in and out. They are all black, and the occasional white is also a reporter carrying a camera. It looks very busy, because there is a press conference here.
Almost all the international media in Ethiopia received the news, which made the press hall on the third floor very full.
A black female with glasses came up under the gaze, holding the speech in her hands. Except for the teeth and the whites of the eyes, you can hardly see other white places. She looked at the people below with a very polite expression. Smile.
"Gentlemen and ladies, you are very welcome to the press conference. I am the press officer: Salim Ahmed Masia. Our theme this time is to strongly condemn foreign forces interfering in African domestic affairs, Including sponsorship of any kind..."
This blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, then finally paused and said.
"We will sanction the following list of people and forces, (Boeing), (Raytheon), (Browning) ... (Savior)."
When the first name came out, the reporters below were in an uproar. They were all excited with their professionalism. Who is behind Boeing? Eagle sauce! Suppressing excitement and listening to the other party read all the names, there are a total of 32, including 11 eagle sauce arms agencies, 4 German agencies, and 7 British agencies, and more people are curious.
?
What kind of company is this?
Savior?
Falk, this is blasphemy!
But most of the reporters are a group of unscrupulous people, of course only a small part.
When the press officer finished reading, a large group of people scrambled to raise their hands, and some even stood up and wanted to speak, but were stopped by the security personnel.
"This gentleman." Marcia pointed to a black reporter with a bald head and a good face. It must be taken care of, but the black reporter didn't appreciate it at all. He put his hand on his glasses and said, "I It’s Frank Lin, a reporter from the South African Media Group’s Cape Times. My question is, the African Peace Organization is a semi-official organization. Does it mean that the African Union also agrees to the sanctions? And it plays an important role in it. What about the role?"
This can be regarded as a big backing.
Founded in 1915 and located in Cape Town, the South African Media Group's main businesses include the Internet, focusing on commerce, community, content, communications and games; pay television and related technology and print media, including publishing, distribution and magazines, newspapers and Book printing, and they also have an investment department, and compared to their newspapers, perhaps others are more interested in talking about his investment level.
For example: In 1985, the newspaper group invested US$5 million in AOL, earning US$300-40 billion; later in the millennium, they had another classic operation. In May 2001, South African newspapers invested US$32 million in Penguin US dollars, earned 30 to 40 billion US dollars, and this number is still expanding. According to the development momentum of Penguin and the investment style of the South African newspaper industry, this profit figure will further increase.
And this African Peace Organization is actually a... Shanzhai organization. It was formed by people who called for peace in many African countries, including well-known scholars and people of insight. They always believe that the land of Africa should be managed by local people. Others People have no right to comment.
As for the semi-official, it is because many politicians rely on them to publicize their reputation, and they can occupy the voice of the middle and lower classes, which leaves a lot of possibilities for elections or armed coups.
Therefore, many people are still willing to link him with the official.
With such a large-scale sanction this time, who wants to challenge these big shots? In other words, if you want to touch this cake, anyone with a little brain knows that if you stretch this knife to someone's neck, won't they resist?
Do you think these arms dealers are good boys?
Or, is this a conspiracy at all, the root of which is to let Ying Jiang use troops to protect Africa's rights and interests? Is this another CIA trick?
The reporters are a group of people with the best writing and brains. They have already written an outline in their minds just for this news. If this is a script, it will definitely be very popular if it is brought to Hollywood.
The press officer Marcia was very calm, "There will be a follow-up to this matter, and everything we do is for the peace of Africa."
What you said is the same as if you didn’t say it, UU Reading www.uukanshu. com and then left without waiting for anything, leaving a group of reporters behind howling, there was no way to stop him, so he had to rush back to write the manuscript.
When the news reporter named Frank led his people out, he suddenly clutched his stomach, sweating profusely and screaming in pain.
"What's the matter? Frank?" The photographer and assistant next to him were startled, and quickly supported him and asked, but the other party shook his hand, and the voice was very low, "It's okay, I just have a stomachache. Stomach, I want to go to the toilet first, please wait a moment."
"Okay, you go, pay attention to safety."
Frank clutched his stomach and ran to the bathroom under the watchful eyes of a group of people, but there was one on the third floor, but he had to run to the second floor and close the door in the innermost pit. Standing up straight, where is the pain? He took out a piece of paper from his pocket, rolled it into a small triangle, put it in the toilet paper box, observed it carefully, and found that he couldn't see it from the outside. Then he was relieved and was about to leave, but when he walked to the sink, Still stopped to wash his hands.
This is a complete play.
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