Chapter 441: Don't Believe the So-Called Words
Write the annual salary casually!
Daryl's heart jumped suddenly, and he was about to jump to his throat, he lowered his head, looked at the blank corner, raised his head and twisted his eyebrows, staring at Gao Jun in disbelief, trying to see some clues from the other party's eyes, at least he wanted to see that Gao Jun was joking.
But the corners of the Chinese's mouth tilted, and he spread his hands, signaling Daryl to be casual.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll write a random price? Mr. Gao. Daryl finally couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, his fingers clenched the barrel of the pen tightly, and the bones of his hand were slightly white.
Hearing this, Gao Jun leaned over, and gently twisted the cigar in his hand in the ashtray, the fire dimmed, "We HWP Group will never be stingy with talents, I know that you can create more wealth for us." β
This is pure bullshit.
Gao Jun didn't trust the Yankees, although Daryl had a certain connection, but it was the opinion of His Royal Highness Visel who made him decide to use the other party, and the latter must know more about the Yankees' assessment than him, so it was better to believe in Faiser than to believe in Daryl.
Darryl is not the kind of young bird who can be coaxed by two or three sentences.
On the contrary, he felt that this was more like a deed of sale, and it was extremely hot, if the price was written too much, it was pride, and if it was written less, he was sorry for the benefits he wanted to get.
Daryl put down the pen, crossed his hands, and said very seriously, "Mr. Gao, first of all, I thank you for your recognition of me..."
Get!
Gao Jun's heart sank when he said this, this is completely, the same as the kind of "you are a good person" that a woman said, it is completely unnutritious.
Gao Jun's right cheek trembled, but he didn't interrupt the other party's words, waiting for Daryl to continue, "I don't have the idea of leaving the American ** team at the moment, I'm not old enough to retire, and... I don't want to go to the barracks, I think I'm a fighter, the United States has trained me, and I'm bound to fight for him. β
The words were beautiful, but Gao Jun still grasped the point.
Daryl wants a career in office, or rather, HWP can't give him the social status he wants!
Lieutenant General of the U.S. Army, in his 50s, if he works harder, he will definitely become a general, and lead the army alone.
The pattern of HWP is too small!
Gao Jun wrung his eyebrows, still a little unwilling, "The capital chain of the HWP Group is as high as billions of dollars, and these are what the US Department of Defense cannot give you." Andβ" he paused, lowering his voice, "and we have a base in California no bigger than Blackwater, and we plan to build it into the second largest training base in all of North America!" β
Not less than Blackwater?
When Darryl was the commander of the 75th Ranger Regiment, he worked with these mercenaries, and it has to be said that to a certain extent, they are more suitable for war than the American army, and their performance is almost perfect.
Does this Chinese want to be the second Eric Prince?
Daryl's shocked forehead was twisted into "Chuan", and he stared at Gao Jun, and the latter's eyes were drooping, full of ambition! At this time, Gao Jun also said something that almost affected his later values. "General, don't let the smell of dollars slip through your fingers..."
"I am here on behalf of the HWP Group with a sincere heart, we need an FVP, you happen to be the most suitable, of course, the cooperation is pleasant, we will not use weapons to force an American general, I just hope that there is only friendship between us." Gao Jun said with a smile, then nodded at Sosfia, who took out a check and placed it on the table.
Daryl looked at it, 700,000 dollars!
When his mind was still dazed, Gao Jun's teasing voice sounded in his ears, "General, don't worry, I'm not Ben.**, my check won't bounce, it's just my greeting gift." β
After speaking, before Daryl could react, Gao Jun left with Sosfia and the others.
In the room, Daryl was the only one left, with nowhere to put his fingers, and his eyes flashed with greed, fear, madness... Very entangled, took a deep breath, and then, quickly grabbed the check on the table, stuffed it into his pocket, as if his heart was weak, looked around, and walked out, covered his side face with his clothes, and slipped away close to trotting.
What he didn't notice was that on the other side of the street, the window of a Rolls-Royce was lowered, and Gao Jun's eyes were full of banter.
"Boss, are we going to hand over the monitoring of our private room to the U.S. government?" Sosfia on the side asked in a deep voice.
"Nope! Why do I need to pay it? Gao Jun asked rhetorically, and after watching Daryl's figure disappear, he said again, "We don't have any conflict with the general, there is no need to let him go to prison, living is always more useful than dead." β
Gao Jun's words were very bland, but they always made Sosfia creepy.
Having a meal with someone else, and having to someone's house, this is simply crazy.
But Gao Jun also has his own careful calculations, if Daryl does not serve as the FVP of HWP, he can also have a relationship with the other party, and when necessary, the surveillance video will definitely let the other party help him.
Between adults, there are no real friends...
"Did you buy a plane ticket to Santa Monica, California?"
"Taking off in an hour and a half, I think we're going to catch a plane." Sosfia looked at her watch.
Gao Jun bowed his head, closed the car window, took the red wine from the secretary's hand, and crossed Erlang's legs, "I hope General Daryl can give us a satisfactory answer." β
"Drive." Beta, the co-pilot, said to the driver after glancing at Gao Jun from the rearview mirror.
Rollslas drove slowly towards the airfield.
In a small alley in the back, a black man in a trench coat appeared, holding a cigarette in his mouth, took a few deep breaths, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, looked deeply at the license plate, and wrote his name on the notebook he carried: "Gao Jun!" β
As soon as he turned around to leave, his arm was grabbed, and as soon as he turned around, his muscles tightened, and he had a smile on his face, "Officer." β
In front of him were two policemen, one fat and one thin, the fat man was pulling his belt with his right hand, pointing his thumb to the ground, and shaking his head, "You littered, man." β
The black man breathed a sigh of relief, squatted down very honestly, picked up the cigarette butt on the ground, and wiped the ground with his clothes, almost coquettishly, "I didn't mean to, I'm sorry, gentlemen." β
The two policemen bowed their heads very satisfied, and only left after giving two orders.
The black man leaned against the wall, wiping the sweat on his forehead, and his whole body was a little weak with fright, he thought that he had been discovered by the FBI.
"No! Gotta get out of here, two thousand dollars is too hard to earn. β
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When Daryl got home, his wife was cooking in the kitchen.
"Coming back, dear?" The wife shouted inside, and looked out, "There is your express, I didn't open it, put it on the table, what is it, it's a bit heavy." β
"I'll see." Darryl answered, walked to the couch, touched his child's head, and casually asked, "Barney, didn't you go out today?" β
'Geist is injured and the team is on holiday today. Barney munched on potato chips in frustration.
Daryl shrugged, turned his head to look at the package on the table, stood up on his knees, walked over, and opened the package with a little bit of a twist, but it was a bit hard, and in the end it was almost pulled, and as soon as he tore the rope...
Rumble!!!
The huge explosion directly knocked off the roof of the house, and the huge shock wave blew up all the cars parked on the street.
βomgοΌβ
"God, help!"
There was chaos on the streets...... I want to talk about "The Strongest Arms Dealer" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~