Chapter 777： :headmaster

When Yeltsin walked off the press conference, a classic scene happened, he staggered and almost fell down. This posture was very similar to the way the Iron Lady fell at the rabbit's house back then, and he was also disturbed.

If it weren't for the quick support of the security personnel nearby, maybe it would really be in the headlines now.

"Tell me about it carefully." Yeltsin said in a deep voice to the secretary who caught up, stretched out his hand to push away the support of the security guards, his nose was slightly sweaty from tension, he hoped that what he heard was false news, but Russia does not popular April Fool's Day , the secretary also looked sad (politics is such a showless trace), nodded, "Comrade Grachev, died in Grozny!"

Yeltsin raised his head and heaved a long sigh. Who knew what mood he was in.

"Dissect the body on the spot and ask Primakov of the Federal Foreign Office to bring experts to go there personally. I want the most authentic records." Yeltsin quickly recovered the style of a qualified politician. He is now What is needed is how to minimize the influence of this matter.

Primakov is his sharp knife!

Yeltsin's round face trembled slightly.

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Somali headquarters at this time.

Mister put on the windbreaker he bought in France very rarely, and he was usually reluctant to do so. In the yellow sand all over the sky, he squinted his eyes and waited at the airport with sunglasses on.

Behind them are all senior management of the company.

All of them looked rough, and of course there were gentle ones, but the muscles under the suit told the onlookers that they were not kind.

"Clear the field! Call again, please evacuate all the staff at the airport." The loudspeaker on the control tower spoke several times in English and German. Everyone felt the whistling wind above their heads, raised their heads, and an Iraqi plane Er 76 slowly descended from the sky.

There is a light shining under the fuselage, and it is so bright in the dark night.

When the pulley was in close contact with the runway, it slid safely until it passed through the water door of the car, and when it came to a complete stop, Mister led the people to greet him, opened the hatch, and Tang Dao waved his hand with a smile. This has the posture of a leader. Getting more and more fanciful, he walked down from the top, followed by the little angel and others.

"Boss." Mister stretched out his hand, Tang Dao held him, and said with a smile, "Long time no see, Mister, I have worked hard for you during this time."

Although Mister acted calmly, there was still a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"This time the task was completed very well. If it weren't for your coordination and command, I am afraid that Pound Roderick and the others would have died in battle. You saved them." "This time, there is one thing to announce. Starting today, Mister will serve as the global executive president of the Savior Group."

"You can finally leave Africa, our global headquarters is in Europe." Tang Dao seemed to be joking, "Congratulations, you have left this world full of HIV."

This sentence is to tell the subordinates that if it is spread, Tang Dao will definitely be sprayed to death by those human rightsists. Is there only HIV in Africa? Of course not, there's crime, endless violence and sickeningly sweltering weather.

Everyone present applauded. No matter what mood you are in, you must be happy and happy for your colleagues.

Mist looked at a few unfamiliar Asian faces standing behind the boss, smiled, and nodded, "Okay, I can finally leave here." Of course he knew that the latter were here to take over, but He has been promoted, and the executive president of the global head office, even Ms. Leona, who was originally at the same level, has to call him Mr.

Tang Dao nodded in satisfaction, Mister is still very smart.

"Boss, we arranged a reception banquet in the cafeteria."

"Let's go! It's been a long time since I ate the food in the cafeteria." Tang Dao walked in the front, and Mist gave way to the back half of his body, subconsciously turned his head to look at the Asians, and took a deep look. He smelled... a war madman.

Maybe it’s because the boss is coming, and the canteen is very well prepared. Of course, this is different from other units. Those units usually eat shit, but the boss can finally eat when the boss is gone. The company's basic meals are all ordered, and high-end products such as caviar are provided every week.

Ordinary employees eat well, let alone the boss.

Tang Dao lifted a mouthful of food, raised his glass, and stood up, "Everyone~" There was a sound of pulling chairs in the restaurant, and someone was pouring wine in a hurry.

"Thank you very much for your performance when the company is facing a critical moment. I am very satisfied. For this reason, I have decided that the company will increase the reward for each person by 20% in the next six months." Boss Tang is very polite. The heart is cold and cold, this is simply a boy who spreads money.

Tang Dao drank the vodka in the cup in one gulp, his chest seemed to be burning, and there was some pain, which naturally distorted the expression on his face.

Rubbing his chest, he managed to calm down.

At this time, Tang Dao said again, "After Mister is promoted to the executive president of the group, Li Jinfang and Grolev will be in charge of the umbrella company. Come on, the two of you stand up and let your colleagues get to know each other."

From another table, an Asian man and a white man stood up. The two looked very difficult to mess with. They were tall and sturdy, and they could carry a general-purpose machine gun and shoot. They must have good physical fitness.

The boss's arrangement kept the dining table quiet, because, logically, Mister left, and the person in charge should be the deputy, but someone came to parachute immediately.

Who can feel comfortable?

clap clap.

Everyone looked at the applauding people, Mister! The Mr. President signaled to the two with a smile on his face, "Welcome to join the Savior Group very much." He was sure that he had never heard of the names of these two people.

Definitely a newcomer. To be able to be placed in a violent organization like Umbrella Company as soon as he arrives must be trusted by the boss. In fact, Mister knows that if no one applauds for a show, I’m afraid I’m just sitting there waiting for the next time. It is forever.

The boss is not only cruel to the enemy, but also ruthless to his own people. The founder of the company has died in his hands.

Sometimes, the boss is closer to four words, destroying humanity!

It's better for everyone to know the current affairs. After Mister applauded, slowly, there will be more applause.

Tang Dao has been watching with cold eyes, and waited for about 30 seconds for everyone to drum up, before spreading his hands flat to indicate that it is time to stop, "I hope everyone can cooperate with the two of them to do a good job."

"What's more, the person in charge of the Somali base will be replaced by the vice-president in sequence, Zaire will be in parallel, and the other personnel will remain unchanged."

Tang Dao's order made everyone breathe a sigh of relief As long as they are not all foreigners, everyone can still accept it.

"Gao Yang." The boss suddenly patted the Asian sitting next to him on the shoulder, and the latter stood up, Tang Dao happily introduced, "Let me introduce to you, this is Gao Yang, nicknamed Ram, I think the best precision shooter in the entire mercenary world!"

the best?

First?

This compliment made people look at Gao Yang a little bit more. Not many people can get such a compliment from the boss.

The boss never likes to brag.

"I plan to establish ten security companies affiliated to the group around the world. The learning time is divided into three grades, 12 weeks, 24 weeks, and 48 weeks! To provide effective blood supplements for the company's globalization, and Gao Yang is The first global principal."

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