Doing one of the most dangerous professions in the world, but it is not as good as someone sitting in the office and selling a few properties, Gao Jun is really a little depressed in his heart.

If you compare it with its peers, it is even worse than the price and after-sales maintenance of an F22 Raptor fighter!

Of course, Gao Jun is also a good thinker, first of all, HP is not without the ability to generate more profits, but the development is too slow, and it has its own limitations, that is, it is commonly known as not enough manpower, and the money is not in place...

Actually, it depends on what kind of point Gao Jun wants to pull the company to, if it is only private, like the "Merchant of Death" Viktor Anatolyevich Bout is already top-notch, but... After all, it is inseparable from the result of being eaten by bigger fish.

Gao Jun is very ambitious!

Either it will be passed down through the ages, or it will be stinking for thousands of years!

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You take 50 million dollars out of it and put it into the account of the Prophet, and you take out another 3 million dollars and distribute it to the employees as a half-year bonus, and the rest of the money is deposited in five shares in different banks. Gao Jun crossed Erlang's legs, the goblet was placed on his knees, and his fingers tapped the cup rhythmically, making a crisp sound.

Sosphia opened the notebook and quickly recorded the pen in her hand.

"And—" Gao Jun liked to pause, and after about three or four seconds, he said, "Help me contact Mr. Soros, tell him that I am willing to raise money about the God Arms Company, and ask him if he has any ideas to join the game." ”

Gao Jun is very short of money!

When he is not desperate, he will not sell the shares of HP company, because he is completely dependent on arms to eat, systematic, and does not worry about no development prospects, but God is armed, it is not the same, it itself is included in the list of subsidiaries by Gao Jun, and the inflow of foreign capital can make the half-dead company enter a new period of euphoria.

Surprise flashed in Sosphia's pupils, but as a secretary, she was still qualified, only responsible for her work, not for opening her mouth.

"Boss, do you have any other orders?"

"Do these things first, I'll call you if there's any problem." Gao Jun rubbed his temples, he had noticed that he had a bit of a headache recently, and it seemed that the intensity of his work had made his body warn.

Sosfia bowed her head, hesitated for a moment, walked to the back of the sofa, and put her hands lightly on Gao Jun's temples, massaging rhythmically.

Gao Jun was also slightly stunned, then closed his eyes and enjoyed it, but the strength of Sosphia's massage was obviously not suitable, and he even had an idea, should he hire a few more private masseurs? Aren't all the rich people in North America living like this? Of course, this thought was only in his mind, and it was not yet the time for him to be comfortable.

But... Do you have to enjoy it when you have money?

In the tiredness, Gao Jun began to fight up and down his eyelids, and finally fell asleep, this sleep until he woke up naturally, Gao Jun stretched lazily, slowly opened his eyes, and found himself lying on the sofa, covered with a coat, the sun had already passed outside, looking down at his watch, he had slept for nearly five hours...

"Sosphia—" Gao Jun began, his voice a little hoarse.

The employee who heard the movement at the door pushed the door in and replied, "Boss, I'll help you call her." ”

Gao Jun nodded, reached for the wine, but put it down again, turned around and lifted the kettle, and filled the goblet, alcohol is easy to make mistakes, and it can't quench your thirst...

About two minutes later, Sosphia appeared in the office, panting, "Boss, you're looking for me?" ”

"Does Mr. Soros have a reply?" Gao Jun stood by the window with a goblet, put his left hand in his pocket, and looked at the direction of smoke not far away.

"Mr. Soros is interested, and he asked you to go to New York to watch an NBA game between the Knicks and the Bulls."

"When?"

"The day after tomorrow!"

Gao Jun frowned, "Is the time so rushed?" ”

The situation in Mali is still in a murky but chaotic period, and the smell of gunpowder is in the air throughout the country, and it is up to us to see who ignites the fire first, and it is not certain whether it will be an opportunity or a burial place for HP.

This time to go...

Gao Jun clasped his hands, his thumb lightly tapped his elbow, "Call Ishuveli and the old Taoist priest in." ”

"Okay." Sosfia nodded, twisted her hips and walked out softly, and after a while, she walked in with the two of them, and Ishuveli and the old Taoist priest looked at each other, also a little confused and at a loss.

Gao Jun turned around and said very directly, "I'm going to New York the day after tomorrow, and I'll leave the matter here to the two of you." ”

"How long will it take?" The old Taoist priest asked.

"I don't know, but it's as short as three or five days, and if it's long for half a month..." Gao Jun said in Chinese, glancing at Ishuvel, "I'm not here, I can only trust you, you give me a good look at him..."

The old Taoist priest bared his front teeth at the Georgian and replied with a smile, "I will." ”

Ishuveli didn't understand why the old Chinese man suddenly smiled at him, and he couldn't understand a word of the chatter between the two, although he had traveled north and south for many years, and had seen Chinese, but he swore that this language was really difficult, he wanted to learn it, but then gave up...

But as a colleague, the old Taoist priest has to react to his "kindness", and he is also very reluctant to squeeze out a smile, which makes the old Taoist priest embarrassed.

"Call me if there's something." Gao Jun made a gesture of his mobile phone and said to Ishuvelly, "During this time, you can continue to recruit retired soldiers from Russia and even the former Soviet Union, if it is recruited by other countries according to different needs, there are too few employees of the Armed Forces of God, you also talk to Ivan in Baghdad, let him start the relationship, it's time to call for those young men who are short of money to join this great industry." ”

"Random moves?" Isuveli opened his mouth wide in disbelief.

Gao Jun must take out US dollars from Soros's pocket to support the company's development, "Yes, at will, as many people as you want, and criminals can accept it when necessary." ”

Every industry in the world is in dire straits, and so is the PMC industry. A soldier who has been in the army with a certain ability is very scarce, if it is a commander, it is even rarer, and the national army with most talents will not let go, which to a certain extent various security companies are robbing people, especially now, Eagle sauce in the world in the "good situation", manpower also represents wealth.

Hearing Gao Jun's confirmation, Ishuavel's eyes flashed with excitement, "I understand. ”

"The company can never be so big, and when the time comes, what position you can sit in depends on your ability to do things." Gao Jun drew a big cake for Ishuvel, and said quite indemrumously, "How much money can be taken from my pocket, it depends on your ability, maybe, how many billionaires can our company produce?" ”

Ishuveli breathed heavily, and nodded vigorously.

He enjoys respect and security in HP, at least he doesn't have to be chased around like a dog like he used to, and in the chaotic land of Africa, guns are the truth!

Gao Jun waved them to leave after a few more words, and when everyone was gone, he gently locked the door, looked at Sosphia with bright eyes, pulled his voice, patted the table, "Pouted your ass, lying on your stomach..."