Chapter 479： : Big profiteer!

Profiteer!

A living villain!

This is the idea of ​​Zhang Xiyuan and Zhang Xiyuan. This **** ABC package is full of two words: "squeeze dry". Maybe you will make a small profit, but he will never lose money. What convinces the two of them most is that this It looks very "atmospheric".

What helicopters, bullets, guns, artillery...

But after careful consideration, not to mention the fact that it is not practical, that is, at this price, few PMC companies dare to spend so much. The funds in their current company account of Xuanwushi are only about three million US dollars, and these are loans. Yes, the company is developing at a high speed, and those who need to pay wages will avoid being unable to pay when the time comes. As the boss, they will be armed by others to ask for wages.

Tang Dao also understood the look in their eyes. After the eyes paused, he took the "menu" back with a smile.

"Of course I know that the price may be a bit insufficient, but the profit itself is small. If there is no money, the bank under my name can still provide commercial loans. This matter will be discussed at the meeting tomorrow, Mister, Is dinner ready?"

"It's done." Mist nodded with a smile, and his smile became more and more like a profiteer, and he said to Zhang Xiyuan, "You two, the conditions in Somalia are limited, we can only eat in the cafeteria gone."

"It's okay." The two shook hands.

"Please." Tang Dao stood up, led them, and the group went to the cafeteria talking and laughing.

The staff of this cafeteria has also expanded, the chef is Lao Chen, and his black godson is a helper, and he also earns 400 US dollars a month! They also recruited 7 other chefs. There are all kinds of chefs, so when Zhang Xiyuan and others saw the mapo tofu, chili crab, boiling lamb, etc., they were very kind.

"Mr. Tang, does your company still have Sichuan chefs?"

"Several of our employees seem to be from Sichuan, right?" Tang Dao looked at Mister, who nodded, "Three are."

Tang Dao smiled and said, "These three guys are used to eating local dishes, so we found a Sichuan cuisine chef. The food is good, otherwise, the brothers are not happy, and I am the boss. ?Ha ha ha ha."

It really is a big dog!

Zhang Xiyuan felt extremely bitter in his mouth, so the three employees found a chef of Sichuan cuisine, and he asked in a low voice, "How much will it cost this month?"

"The monthly expenditure on the canteen is about 80,000 US dollars. We also have a small bar. Everyone has a monthly drink quota, which is about 200,000 US dollars. Of course, whether it is a canteen or a bar, if you want to eat well, Then add extra money, basically we have three dishes and one soup." Tang Dao said casually, as if thinking of something, he said to the little angel, "Go to the bar and get a bottle of brandy."

"No, no need." Wu Changsong shook his head, "You don't need to drink."

"It's hard for you to come to Mogadishu once. This time, let's eat something casually. The food will be good tomorrow night. I asked someone to import Jinxiu lobsters from Australia. All of them are more than 80 centimeters long. They are used to entertain guests, haha Ha ha."

Tang Dao even made a gesture. It might be showing off if it came from someone else, but why did Zhang Xiyuan become more envious the more he heard it.

This savior company lived, and the employees were almost better than the middle class. With this soft power, it was no wonder that they had a good reputation in the mercenary industry. The benefits determined the employees' attitude towards the company.

While several people were chatting and laughing, Bai Lan sat down and was very drunk. Zhang Xiyuan and the others were supported by the bodyguards and went to the dormitory. Weak, Mister and the little angel next to him hurriedly supported him.

"boss?"

"It's okay, I can't drink too much." Tang Dao joked with a blushing face, "But I can't walk with my head upside down." As he was about to walk, he saw the chef old Chen coming out, Xiao Hei Wa followed, seeing the two of them, Tang Dao smiled and gave them a thumbs up, praising the cooking was good, Little Angel and Mister smiled helplessly.

The boss drank too much and talked too much.

"Boss, I have something to tell you." Lao Chen said with embarrassment on his face, and touched Xiao Heiwa's head, "I want this kid to go to school, and I have been messing around in the back kitchen with me." , no future."

"It's ok. This age is good for studying, and the conditions in Somalia are not good. Where do you want to go? France? Germany? America?" Tang Dao bent down and said to Xiao Heiwa, who looked at Old Chen and stiffened his neck , "I want to be a mercenary!"

"Eh?" Tang Dao was taken aback, and Lao Chen was also taken aback. When he realized it, he scolded his mother, "What the hell, son of a bitch, you're a **** mercenary. You can take a bullet with your body without making a sound. I think you are a hero."

"I want to make a lot of money."

Old Chen was so angry that he was about to beat him up, but was stopped by Tang Dao. He looked at Xiao Hei Wa with stubborn stubbornness, "Are you short of money?"

Little Heiwa lowered her head and said nothing, this silence made Lao Chen want to take off his shoes and call him in the face.

"If you don't have a degree, you can't be a mercenary."

"Do mercenaries still need academic qualifications? I want to be as powerful as Mr. Mister..." Xiao Heiwa raised her hand and said.

Mister intervened, interrupted the other person's words, and said coolly, "Mister is a law student at the University of Pennsylvania, and I am preparing for a Ph.D."

Uh…

Tang Dao also looked at him in surprise, hiding so deeply? This Penn Academy is ranked seventh in the United States, and he is still a high-achieving student? No wonder the nickname is "The Judge".

Although Xiao Heiwa didn't understand the meaning of this school, but it sounded awesome, he suddenly muffled his voice, looked at the little angel, and the latter said in a deep voice, "I graduated from the Garibaldi Army Cavalry School, and the current student got the first grade. "

It was even more embarrassing now, he looked at the boss again, Tang Dao smiled and shrugged, "Stanford University."

Afraid of the silence in the air, Tang Dao was afraid of hitting the opponent, so he touched Xiao Heiwa's head, "If you think you only need to learn how to shoot, then you are just cannon fodder for an instant to this world, but if you You learn to make guns, you are to the world, you are changing them, learning can make you understand the world, not in Africa, waiting for the time to pass."

Tang Dao patted him on the shoulder, and said to Lao Chen, "If you think it over, you can come to me, I am happy and hope to witness history After he finished speaking, he left the cafeteria, They left Lao Chen behind.

After leaving the cafeteria, the cold wind blew, and he immediately shivered.

"Mister, what do you think if we set up a bursary within our company?" Tang Dao said suddenly, "Our employees also have children, and some of their families are not very rich. We can sponsor the outstanding ones to complete Studies, of course, provide follow-up talents for our company.”

"Boss, I'm afraid such a large expense." Mister frowned. Is the boss addicted to charity? When will the PMC Industry Bursary be available? Unheard of, this industry itself is a highly dangerous industry, and a large investment in an employee also means that it may not be able to recover the capital in the future.

Tang Dao didn't care, "I only want my employees to ensure that the mission is completed on the battlefield, and I will complete things off the battlefield for them, so they don't have to worry." He paused, "Besides, my plan has requirements. I first hand over 10,000 US dollars to the company, and only those who pay can enjoy this treatment, and the company only bears the proportion, and specifically I will let professionals draw up a plan."

This is a familiar routine?

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