Chapter 950： : Remember, don't fight against the rich.

Although White Elephant is enthusiastically launching a plan for the turnaround of low-level talents, to put it bluntly, capital and power are still in the hands of the caste system, and it is impossible for so-called talents to stand up and call the shots.

Kandel Baird, you can't tell which class you belong to just by hearing the name, but you must be a nobleman who can serve as a foreign officer.

Moreover, judging from the name, it may have nothing to do with the British. Thinking back, when John Bull stayed in the White Elephant's house for nearly 300 years, some people couldn't help but have **** with local women.

This group of people has nothing to do with its master's family, but they still have a certain social status in Baixiang.

The influence of John Bull is still fermenting, and it is impossible for time to change the "docile" white elephant. In his bones, he has long regarded himself as a loyal dog.

At the meeting, Nguyen Binh Chuan asked to express his views on whether to help Somalia.

Kandel raised his hand very impolitely, "We do not agree." He also looked at the other Asian countries sitting beside him quite meaningfully, got up directly, and left the venue with the people.

Ruan Pingchuan didn't care about this scene at all, he was used to it, sitting in this position is like coaxing children, you have to serve them.

But of course I am very dissatisfied with Kandel's behavior. The biggest reason is that Somalia paid this year's dues very quickly, and donated 700,000 US dollars on the original basis. The 3-year-old white elephant looks much better.

It is ridiculous to want the status of a big country without taking responsibility.

Most importantly, do you think capitalists can be said as much as you want?

How many people rely on the savior company for food?

For the maintenance cost of the United Nations, after the new Ocassi government came to power, the savior company, an expert behind the scenes, gave about 12 million U.S. dollars in the name of Somalia donation.

If it was a former company, the meaning is different, and even the United Nations will not accept it. Now you use the name of the country, which is equivalent to paying protection fees.

Not everyone is eligible to pay the "protection fee".

If the other party gives money so generously, they must give a certain degree of guarantee when necessary.

What's wrong with berating Kandel?

Even if you are not convinced, you have to hold back!

Kandel was upset. When he walked out of the meeting room, he kicked over the trash can at the door. This impolite and moral behavior naturally attracted the attention of others. Even the security guard in the distance touched his baton. If he showed violent tendencies again, it would have to be thrown at his head.

"Mr. Kandel." Someone pulled him and called out softly, trying to persuade him, but when the other party turned his head, the ferocious look scared the persuading person, swallowed his saliva, and put his mouth The words were swallowed back.

"Go back!" Kandel said.

Walk out of the United Nations building, take a car and go to the "gathering place" of white elephants, which is a place called Clarens in the Valais mountains southeast of Lake Geneva.

Although accommodation is arranged in the United Nations, most economically powerful countries still choose their own places. The main reason is more historical reasons.

The most important thing is that it is very convenient to be an intelligence agency. Do you think it is simply stationed?

Don't be kidding, anyone who doesn't have a bad belly would have been swept into the garbage dump of history long ago. In the jungle of the jungle, the winner is king!

Kandel naturally also has a "side job" in this regard, conveying some important information to Baixiang.

When he returned to Clarens, he walked back to his room without saying a word, without explaining anything, which made the people under him a little confused, looked at each other, and finally the deputy stood up and signaled to go to rest.

Watching everyone leave, the deputy looked at Kandel's back and shook his head. The other party was not qualified at all. He insisted on a strong aristocratic posture in front of the world, as if mocked by everyone, unable to maintain the international image of White Elephant. It is a failure.

If not, the other party has a lot to do with the Gandhi family, I'm afraid... it's not certain who will be in this position.

As for the Mahatma?

Look at the seditious lawyer who graduated from the London Law School, but now he is pretending to be an ascetic monk that is common in the East. It was disgusting to dine and drink tea with representatives of the King!

When Kandel returned to the room, he called his father, Old Baird. He was like a child who hadn't grown up. He would report everything and wait for his father's decision.

Doesn't it look... almost like a joke?

Old Baird had experienced the war years, and those who survived and served as high-ranking officials in the later White Elephants were more or less sensible people, and those who didn't understand would have gone to see God long ago.

"You shouldn't express your opinion directly." Old Baird was tired of talking, and even the servant beside him held the phone. Of course, he held it on his knees instead of standing behind him.

He was covered with a blanket with diamonds embroidered on it, which must be expensive in terms of price.

The Baird family is the mixed blood of the British!

Old Baird never thought it was a taunt, and even thought it was an honor. Without the sacrifice of his grandma, he should be a slave. There are sandalwood, as well as portraits of Buddha invited from the temple, hanging on the walls.

It's a good look, a depraved look.

Kandel is humble now, "So what should I do?"

Old Baird was quiet for a while, "I know you hate Gubta, and I hate him too much. What reason does that lowly servant have to sit in the coffee shop in Sky City and look down on all living beings? Don't talk, listen to me."

Knowing that Kandel on the opposite side was about to speak, he signaled him to be quiet, then straightened his body a little, and took a mouthful of thick phlegm. Seeing this, the servant next to him immediately held up a small gold spittoon with both hands Above his head, Old Baird spat in a mouthful of thick phlegm.

"But after all, Gubta is behind the Chinese. We can look down on anyone, but we can't look down on the power of capital. He has money, and he is a distinguished guest in Europe. We don't need to make things difficult for him."

Embarrassment, this word is used very well, and the old Baird also thinks that his family has the ability to stop the other party? This confidence is indeed a single pass.

"That Gubta...in Mumbai..." Kandel was still very unwilling, mainly because the other party's boldness to spend a lot of money deeply stimulated him, so he just bought a company with more than a billion dollars? It's still an energy drink company, and **** it, it would be nice if it was all its own.

Not everyone is self-aware.

"Him? Don't worry, Mumbai, it's not a servant who has the final say." Old Baird said leisurely.

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