Gao Jun was noncommittal about Conrad's evaluation, carefully broke his numb arm out of Alice's arms, cocked half of his buttocks, took out half a pack of flattened cigarettes from the fart pocket of his combat uniform, and with a dashing shake, the cigarette holder came out of the cigarette case, Gao Jun took a root and gestured to Conrad.

"I'm not used to smoking other people's." Conrad glanced at him arrogantly, bowed his lips, and said in disgust.

Gao Jun shrugged his shoulders and spat out a smoke ring in intoxication.

"Hey sir, smoking is not allowed here in the hospital." The black security guard on the side boldly reminded, and Yu Guang swept the assault rifle leaning against the side, swallowed his saliva, and secretly complained in his heart.

Many people in Iraq have a very irritable temper, for fear of angering Gao Jun and jumping on themselves with a shot, this kind of thing... It's not like it hasn't happened.

"I'm sorry sir, I want to be quiet."

Gao Jun pulled out a $100 bill and stuffed it into the black man's hand. The latter was stunned, his eyes greedily swept the dollar in his hand, and he crashed into his underwear like a baby, and smiled with a cracked mouth, "Of course you can sir, you can call me if you have something." ”

"See? He's happy? Because of the dollar! Gao Jun looked at the back of the black security guard and said with a smile, "He's smart, he knows that I have money, why should I have trouble with money?" ”

Conrad certainly knows that this damn profiteer is brainwashing himself!

As a retired officer of GSG-9, his position was firmer than anyone else's, but it was like two villains arguing fiercely in his mind.

"As a fighter, you have to be loyal to your profession, you work for the Iraqi government, you can't betray them for profit."

"Hey! Man, the country of the Iraqis is finished! They won't have a future, they may not even live tomorrow, why should we be loyal to them? How about we change owners? I think there's something I like about the dollar. ”

……

Gao Jun watched Conrad's brows frown, sometimes loose, the cigarettes on his fingers were gradually burning out, and his lips were trembling with slight tension.

"He's deciding!"

When Gao Jun was about to say a few more words about the supremacy of money, the rescue light in the operating room dimmed, and the doctor wearing a mask walked out of it frowning, and the sick dog and others sitting outside the operating room hurriedly stood up and surrounded the doctor.

"How's the doctor?" Shadir had the deepest feelings for Luke, and asked anxiously.

"I came back, but my right eyeball was removed, and I hurt my nerves, I'm afraid... You can't participate in strenuous activities anymore. The doctor said.

At first, everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that their fate was still there, but when they heard the second half of the sentence, didn't this directly mean that Luke was wasted?!

"Fack!"

Shadir cursed under his breath and kicked on the trash can next to him, causing the nurse to hide behind the doctor in terror.

"Sick dog!"

Gao Jun said calmly, "Calm down." ”

As soon as she stood up, Alice seemed to feel something, opened her eyes, and pulled him tightly in fright, Gao Jun tilted his head to look at her, took a deep sip of the cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, twisted the flame with his toes, patted Alice's head, and walked to the doctor, "What is the worst result?" ”

The doctor hesitated, "Vegetative person." ”

The structure of the brain is the biggest mystery since the development of medicine, and it is already the greatest miracle that Luke was injured and did not die!

During the 2000 Chechen War, a soldier of Lao Maozi was shot in the forehead in a sniper battle, and the warhead was just stuck in the middle of the frontal bone.

This probability is one in a million.

"It's not the result I wanted." Gao Jun frowned and sighed, as if to explain a fact.

The doctor's heart tightened, and his legs went weak in fear, "This... It's just the worst outcome, Iraqi medical equipment and not being able to give him better post-treatment, I mind going abroad. ”

"Where?"

"At Green Hospital in Germany, the medical school teacher I studied in Germany is an expert in the area, and he is a well-known neurosurgeon."

Shadir and the others frowned, this medical fee is a bit tricky!

"Please contact your teacher, and I will pay for the rest." Gao Jun patted Shadir on the shoulder, "I won't let my employees die because of money!" In the future, Zulong will allocate 2% of its annual turnover for the treatment of employees and the living needs after disability. ”

Hearing this, even Conrad turned his head in surprise.

In fact, in any PMC company, the treatment of disabled mercenaries is simple and rude.

Either give a sum of money and let you fuck off, this money is pitiful.

Either you take a pay cut and work in logistics within the company, but this is often an ordeal for the proud mercenary!

Hardly any company is willing to spend a fortune on medical bills for a doomed employee, which is not good for a profit-seeking military contractor.

This industry... More cold-blooded than it seems.

Gao Jun's 2% plan is enough to be said to be a kind of innovation, and it is also a guarantee for employees.

This made everyone's hearts warm.

"Let Nicholson contact Iraq Airlines and charter a plane to Berlin, Germany, it must be fast!"

"I'll get in touch." Peter nodded, walked out the door and called.

"Boss, thank you!" Shadir's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse.

Gao Jun bowed his head, "Let's go and see the ants first." ”

The sick dog and the others obediently responded and trotted into the operating room, where they could hear a small shout.

"I have to admit that if you were in politics, you would be a great deceiver." Conrad said, standing behind Gao Jun.

"Who said I was a liar?" Gao Jun turned his head and said unceremoniously, "The dollars I spend on employees, they will earn it back for me, but if the people's hearts are scattered, this team will not be easy to bring, and the things that can be solved with money are not a problem." ”

Conrad also understood that his eloquence could not speak of Gao Jun, so he picked up his coat, put it on his body and turned to leave, pausing, "I will send the first batch of students over in a few days, it is best not to disappoint me." ”

Gao Jun shook his head and smiled, this German guy damn his self-esteem.

……

Nicholson chartered the Iraqi flight for 15,000 dollars an hour, and Mohammed escorted the ambulance to the airport with the second echelon, looking at the M2 heavy machine gun set up behind the pickup truck, and little Hal sat on the ammunition box with his hat crooked, and saluted Gao Jun.

"This stinky boy!" Gao Jun laughed and scolded.

"BOSS, then I'll go to Germany with me?" Nicholson asked.

"Well, I'll send money to your account, call me if you need anything."

Gao Jun was a little helpless to let this rough man go... When it came time to employ people, I found out that the fuck were rough men and reckless people!

Nicholson is more careful.

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