Bang~!

Basil lit the lighter worth thousands of dollars in his hand, took a cigar in his mouth, and knocked Erlang's leg, the flame reflected the whole face gloomily, and it looked extraordinarily permeating, he was the only one in the entire office, and the curtains that were blown by the wind.

"There are always stupid idiots who want to leverage capital, but who can resist it?"

He shook his head to himself, he was not sad about Lippmann's death at all, the so-called conscience may have been covered by dollars long ago, even if it was a colleague with whom he had lived for several years, he was a stupid old guard!

Basil exhaled, stood up, and put the long-held cigar back into the collaboration.

These hundreds of dollars a piece, I am still a little reluctant to draw.

He was now going to comfort General Hassan's wounded heart.

Then give Lippmann a grand memorial service, and the dead should enjoy the respect he deserves.

Quack!

Hassan gritted his teeth, the pen in his hand made a steely sound, his eyes were bloodshot as if he were about to break, and when he heard the news of Lippmann's attack and death, he had been sitting in his office, and even the secretary had come to look for him, and he had blasted him out.

He and Lippmann have been friends for more than ten years, although he feels that the other party is very radical, but I have to say that the latter played a very important role in his reign, Lippmann's death Hassan felt more like a provocation, and he even knew roughly who did it behind it, the savior! Even if they didn't do it directly, it must have something to do with them indirectly.

Moreover, there are people inside who have a dirty deal with that Asian American.

This is what Hassan fears, his position is not very stable, of course, it is also like a warning, in the world of capital, the Somali family can be changed, the last one is Aideed, and the next one may be called Basil.

Knock knock.

A cautious knock on the door interrupted Hassan's thoughts.

"I said, don't bother me!" He suppressed his anger.

"First... Sir, here comes General Basil and Mr. Faulkner. The secretary said in horror outside, there was still a faint pain on his forehead, which was smashed by Hassan with an ashtray, and it was impossible if he didn't have a little resentment in his heart, just for the sake of work, and endured it.

Faulkner!

Basil!

These two names made Hassan's brain congest instantly, but in the end, it was reason that prevailed over everything, and he said in a deep voice, "Please let them in." ”

The secretary looked at the two big guys behind him, sneered and prepared to open the door for them, at this time, Nabasil took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket, put it into the secretary's hand, and said gently, "Let's go and deal with the wound first, Mr. Hassan is not in a good mood, don't worry." ”

The secretary was immediately moved and kept thanking.

It's not that I care about the $100, it's a kind of respect.

What he saw in Basil's eyes was equality.

This made the secretary very grateful.

Basil smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and Faulkner looked deeply at him, could this rough soldier also have other thoughts?

No one is an idiot.

When they pushed the door in, Hassan also stood up, his face sad, "You are here." ”

"Sir." Faulkner nodded at the other.

"We heard that Lippmann was assassinated... I feel that this is a provocation to bring the criminals to justice. Basil frowned, his voice thick, "They killed my most respected colleagues, and I'm going to catch them myself." ”

Hassan looked at Basil, and I have to say that the latter is still very upright in appearance, not very dark, and his mother is white, so he looks a little handsome, frowning, giving people a serious feeling.

"Yes." Hassan agreed.

"Although Lippmann was assassinated, the intelligence work cannot be stopped," Basil said immediately, and Hassan listened to him continue, "I recommend Faulkner for the post of intelligence minister." ”

Faulkner had a look on his face, and he obviously knew it.

Hassan looked at each other, a trace of disbelief flashed in the depths of his eyes, did Faulkner also "vote" for that Asian?

"I feel like I'm up to the job and I can do it well."

"Good luck then." Hassan was injured, and he didn't bother to say anything, just waved his hand to signal that they could leave.

Faulkner and Basil looked at each other and left, all the comforts that should have been done have been comforted, and the rights that should have been divided have been divided, do they still stay for dinner? Of course, he also brought the door by the way, and Hassan inside did not hide his anger at all, and suddenly crackled, completely venting.

"Shall we go have a drink?" Basil invited.

"I'm going to drink Lafite."

"Of course there is..."

The two of them left side by side with a smile, sometimes, there is no need for Tang Dao to come forward, the beneficiary will protect the common interests by himself, if Hassan learns well, maybe he can continue to enjoy the pleasure of being the "number one", if there are other ideas, the army in Basil's hands will definitely have other ideas.

As for what the savior gave them?

More than $3 million in dividends every year, as well as children's education expenses in the United States, and $200,000 a year of pocket money, of course, this does not include villas, luxury cars...

Tang Dao likes money very much, but he also understands that sometimes appropriate generosity is a way to maintain connections, he is not a person who picks the door, people die, the money is still there, that is the greatest sorrow.

…

"Rest assured, Mr. Aymasin, I guarantee that your company is safe and sound in Somalia, okay, and you are very welcome to come to Los Angeles next time." Tang Dao said very politely before hanging up the phone, his face was helpless for a while, he was now wiping his ass for Mist, this was the 8th call he received, this Ai Ma Xin is the president of Israel Heavy Metal Characteristics Company, in fact, he is a puppet, and there are people behind him.

They also have mines in Somalia, which are important resources.

Tang Dao didn't dare to provoke them now, but in order to maintain local law and order, they didn't embarrass Tang Dao, but just asked him to guarantee his interests.

"Boss, the movie box office in theaters came out yesterday."

The housekeeper came over, "Ms. Douglas just called, I saw that you were busy, so I picked it up, she said, yesterday's box office of "Lord of War" was 4.15 million US dollars, ranking fourth, and the weekly box office can be around 30 million US dollars. ”

Tang Dao was also frightened by this data, is it so money-grabbing?

No wonder so many companies later went to the entertainment industry, this is simply a robbery, the total investment is 50 million to 60 million, if you want to earn back, at least hundreds of millions, but look at the stamina of "Lord of War", if you do this every day, it is easy to return to the capital, and even make a lot of money, which is much more profitable than Tang Dao's hard work as an arms dealer.

Of course, he also knew that this was a small probability event, and most of them still lost a lot.

He just responded very calmly, the housekeeper saw that the boss's interest was not high, and he didn't say much, so he left quietly, Tang Dao sat on the sofa and smoked a cigarette, so he called the little brother who was still floating on the sea, and asked him to hide for a while, this matter, there are still people staring.

"You go to Ukraine, Chirkovso needs someone to help him, and let him pick some people, I plan to send them to Israel with the elite employees of the umbrella to learn VIP protection after a while, I want to open a private security guard in Lao Mei, mainly responsible for the protection of the rich class, when the time comes, you will be in charge of the business here, and also, bring Wu Lihui to Israel, he is going crazy now."

……