Chapter 609： : Invitation to set up branch bases

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Brewer was very serious, "Mr. Martin, our company is a legal and formal company registered in South Africa and will not provide any special services."

"I mean, do you offer war protection?" Martin felt that the other party must have misunderstood him, so he said quickly.

War protection?

Dude, you know nothing about the savior!

"Give me the money?" Brewer almost blurted out, but quickly stopped it, and looked at Martin, "Our company has subsidiaries that undertake various acts of war, Mr. Martin, don't you know the scope of our company's business? ?”

Martin was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say.

The country of Seychelles is too "low-key". Most of their armed personnel are also part-timers. For them, they can enjoy the dividends brought by tourism and let everyone live a good life. Anyway, because they belong to the British There are also people covering the territory, so don’t be afraid, but the pirates often harass and harass, and there was even a kidnapping case on the “Empire Capital” yacht that shocked overseas. At that time, there were more than a dozen people on it, most of them were American.

Then the Somalis did it.

The asking price is 5 million US dollars!

The pirates understood the principles of "thieves have their own way" and "don't kill innocent people indiscriminately". They were more professional and did not kill people. However, it took more than a year to redeem these people with 1.2 million US dollars. However, this also caused the local tourism industry in Seychelles to drop by several points.

Direct economic losses amounted to tens of millions of dollars.

"You mean there are pirates harassing you?" Brewer said with a strange face. He is a senior executive of the company and knows some inside information about the company. As one of the bases of the Savior Company, Somalia has too much influence there, including Eddie. Dedu took people from the company to kill him. No matter how many people there are in the local pirate organization, there are still records in the company. No matter what they do, they can't move the ship of the savior and its allies.

It's that simple.

So, when Brewer heard that was the problem, his first thought was how easy it was.

However, Brewer certainly wouldn't say it was easy, otherwise... how to get more benefits?

Martin nodded, "It's Benedict. He sent us a notice asking us to give them 60% of all income. Otherwise, he will kidnap our tourists."

Benedict?

I have never heard of it.

But as long as they are Somali pirates, they have to listen to the words of the Savior Company!

Brewer. Jeffries sorted out his words, and just as he was about to speak, the owner of the dining car came over with a pizza and put it on the table, "Gentlemen, be careful, do you need a refill for your drink? It's only 7 cents."

"Okay, of course, it tastes great." Brewer crossed his legs, looked at him and said with a smile, and Wilmot, who was next to him, also handed over the cup, "Give me a cup too, thank you, put more ice."

The two of Martin also hurriedly followed.

Watching the boss leave, Brewer looked serious, looked at Martin, and started talking, "I know Benedict."

He knows shit!

"The most vicious group of Somali pirates." Brewer said here and looked at Wilmot, "I remember that he has a team of more than 3,000 people, right?" He blinked as he spoke. Blinking his eyes, Wilmot straightened his eyes and immediately understood. He pretended to be thinking, and then nodded cautiously, "Probably, I'm not very clear, I've heard of it."

This "false testimony" can't be too sure, probably, possibly, maybe, or these words are the most difficult to decide, and the most convincing.

Lying also requires technical content.

It's like someone said that he is not interested in money, nonsense, no, is he interested in love.

Capitalists are the biggest lie, and humans are the biggest group.

Sure enough, Martin also showed panic on his face. He, the Seychelles military representative, looked quite arrogant, but he was actually an old turtle. He had never seen a big scene before. "Then what can your company do?"

"It's impossible to destroy these pirates. Their mobility is too strong. It will be very difficult to find them if they hide in the sea." Brewer's words are right, why are pirates so difficult? Extermination, they have no base, no profit, no return to speak of, as long as they don't mess around with a few hooligans, who wants to control them?

"The best way is actually to hire us to stay permanently."

This is what Brewer meant. What's the point of killing a pig once? You need to let the blood out slowly, so that there will be greater benefits.

The Seychelles are not poor people. What could be more expensive than collecting protection fees? For example, after World War II, how much protection fee did Yingjiang receive from the foot pot chicken?

"Brother, you have offended everyone next to you. If you don't have anyone in your hands, I'm afraid you will be retaliated by them. Come on, come on, or is my brother covering you? What are you talking about? I dropped two bombs Are you afraid that the people will be angry? Don’t make trouble, I’m here for humanitarian help. The rabbit next to me is going to kill you with a knife. Those two sticks don’t like seeing you. In this Asian monster room, you are the enemy of the world. Dad's arms for you."

Then, a decades-long protection fee reached tens of billions of dollars!

If Seychelles agrees, Brewer will apply to be in charge here. This place is much more comfortable than the desert area.

Martin frowned, "We need to think about this, but please complete our order first."

"Of course." Brewer said firmly, "It will definitely be delivered to you within a month, but you need to get an order of 5 million US dollars first."

"I'll send the money over."

The basic tone of cooperation has been settled. The owner of the dining car just brought over the iced drink. Martin and Vincent finished it in one gulp, and then left. They still have work to do.

"They don't seem to have paid." Brewer looked at Wilmot and said, the latter's eyes were almost fighting together, "It seems to be."

Brewer cursed in a low voice, Africans are really picky, but he still raised his hand and called the boss to pay the bill, and took out a $5 bill, "The extra is your tip."

"Thank you very much." The boss's wrinkled old face was very happy.

"I have a question, do you have any hotels here?" Brewer asked.

"There's a motel not far from there." The boss pointed in the direction and said, "It's run by an Italian couple, very tasteful."

Brewer thanked and looked at Wilmot, "It seems that we have to go to a motel, don't worry, I won't do anything to you, you are safe."

Wilmot twitched, "I don't believe it at all."

…

Martin and Vincent, who left, were also talking.

"Hey man, are you serious?"

Martin wondered, "What are you talking about?"

"Really plan to let them be stationed on the island?" Vincent was surprised, "They are mercenariesWhy not?" Martin is not stupid at all, "If other countries are stationed, it would be even more difficult It's in our interest, and a capitalist who's all about money is more moral than those rascals, isn't it?"

This is true.

People who do business must at least have a certain reputation.

If Eagle Sauce, John Bull and others came to the island, spring in Seychelles might be winter in Moscow.

Who says Africans are stupid?

Sometimes they are smarter than anyone else, but why do so many people invest in the African market?

Don't underestimate any person, it is possible that some ordinary rich second generation you see driving a luxury car can easily spend tens of millions, not bad for money!

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