Chapter 1501: Desperate

It's been 6 years since Boss Joe made a big splash in the United States......

Time is a magical thing, it can always dilute something, make some people forget the pain, and at the same time, let some people who have grown up ignore the danger.

The Burton family, as a veteran energy family in Texas, is actually not particularly large.

As a small coffee in the huge composition of the energy group, the old Bolton began to pay attention to P· B operations in the Middle East on energy.

And took out a lot of funds to support his second son to set up a military company, and also participated in the United States' money-making project in northern Syria to a certain extent.

That is, in the name of the regular American army, in the name of support, training, and security, extorting oil revenues from the Kurds.

But because of the existence of the security zone and the tripartite energy agreement mediated by Boss Joe, the benefits of these people have been greatly reduced, and even the Kurds have behaved less obediently in many cases.

The elder Bolton had little say in such big political issues, but his second son's gains in Syria still made him more determined to follow the path of a military contracting company.

On the one hand, he was red-eyed, P· B's earnings in the past few years, on the one hand, feel that if it is himself, he can do better with such a company.

So when P· When B's American branch was forced to go public and accept supervision, the elder Bolton took out most of his working capital in order to win the shares of the fatal blow group, and also carried out multi-party financing.

As a result, after he became the largest shareholder, he found that the Fatal Strike Group was an empty shell and left P· B, this company is worthless.

But things have happened, and the elder Bolton chose to bite the bullet and unite the shareholders to inject capital, vacate the nominal CEO Monica, and then support the company.

In fact, the elder Bolton was jealous of P· B's profitability, but at first there was no idea of confrontation, but when they found out in contact with the Pentagon, once they left P· B's influence, this company can't get a contract at all.

This made the old Burton's psychology a little unbalanced, so there was a stupid trick that made Boss Joe wary of the negotiation location in Michigan 'Houghton'.

They felt that as long as Boss Qiao died, the Fatal Strike Group would be able to inherit P· B's influence in the United States.

This does have room for maneuver in a capitalist society, because Boss Qiao has many enemies......

Of course, they didn't succeed in anything, because the elder Bolton was killed by a bombing on his way home from a meeting in New York.

The two remaining brothers of the Burton family showed strong hostility towards Boss Qiao at this time, not simply because Boss Qiao was suspicious, but actually because of their dead ghost father.

When the White House put a $200 million contract in front of the shareholders of the fatal blow group, the two brothers, who inherited the status of Daddy's major shareholders, felt that they had seized the opportunity to completely get rid of P· B impact opportunities.

Anyone can see that the $200 million is just the beginning, and the war will quickly increase the value of this contract......

As long as you make good use of this contract and eat the follow-up contracts, you will be able to integrate small and medium-sized military companies within the United States, and use the method of contracting or direct acquisition to expand into an existence that can compete with the original giants in a short period of time.

The successful experience of 'Blackwater' is there, and it is no accident that a war gives birth to a war giant.

Coupled with someone behind the scenes, the greed of the two brothers of the Bolton family was spawned to the point that it was difficult to suppress.

It's all human, and everyone who gets shot will die, why can you jackal yell at me, and I can get more by killing him!

This is the sadness of the mixed military circle, because if the people in this circle cannot reach a certain height, their thinking will always be simple.

Whoever holds a hammer in his hand looks like a nail!

People with guns in their hands can first weigh the pay and benefits when they encounter problems, which can be regarded as relatively clear in their minds.

But when the stakes reach a certain level, taking risks becomes an important option for them.

Such a person can easily be used as a gun!

Of course, they're doing it themselves, even giants like Triple Canopy.

In a street-side parking space near Manhattan's Liberty Square, Tim Burton sits in a brown van flanked by four heavily armed comrades......

Tim Burton is a 35-year-old retired soldier of the Marine Corps reconnaissance detachment, who has experienced 4 deployments in Apoor Khan as an officer, and has been injured for meritorious service, so he has accumulated some contacts, and then with the help of his father, he set up a military contracting company, and made a lot of money in Syria with a group of comrades.

It is impossible for people in Syria not to know that P· What does B and jackal represent, but this Texas redneck is just not convinced......

Why can you jackals take the lion's share of northern Syria's energy interests?

There is also an interest group behind me, kill you, and I can be the boss!

Tim Burton doesn't even think about it, and the refinery run by Boss Joe is basically unprofitable, because P· B ceded 80% of the profits to the Syrian government and the Kurds......

The so-called 'making a lot of money' by the US military in Syria is actually a protection fee withheld from the Kurds.

At this point, Tim Burton already thinks it's a lot of money.

After reasoning reasonably, he naturally thought that P· B definitely earns more.

The atmosphere in the van was more solemn, and a young mercenary with a goatee looked at Tim Burton, who was also a little nervous......

"Chief, how long do we have to wait? Does staring at that woman really work? ”

Tim Burton took one look at his buddy and said, "Monica Andrea is the Jackal's face in New York and his mistress.

This woman has been lobbying the shareholders of the group for the past few days, selling their shares, and this morning in the name of the CEO, she forcibly terminated the contract.

She is the daughter of P· One of B's core personnel in charge of negotiations, catching her can force the jackal to come forward......

The shareholders of the Fatal Strike Group are all soft eggs, and we must not let the jackals come to the negotiating table, otherwise those people will definitely compromise. ”

Goatee was obviously not the kind of person who was good at thinking, he shook his head a little irritably, and said, "Then can we change places?"

I don't feel well here......"

Tim Burton looked through the car window at the door of a clubhouse diagonally across the road, he frowned and shook his head and said, "Our people are already arranged, where the fuck do you want to go?"

When it's over, we can find a bar to party for a few days, but not today......"

Saying that, Tim Burton looked out the window at the door of the clubhouse with several SUVs passing by, his eyes widened and he said, "Shit, why are these Indians here?" ”

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Monica sat at the bar in a red deep V gown......

Seeing a fat old white man in a suit sitting next to him, Monica held the mobile phone in her left hand, pushed the fat old white man's chin, and turned his face in another direction, and then reached into the Manhattan cocktail glass in front of her with her right hand, fished out a peach and stuffed it into her mouth......

"Sir, my request is simple, you've been thinking about it for too long......"

The fat man glanced at the corners of Monica's sexy mouth, and then as if he was stung, he avoided Monica's mocking eyes, he gritted his teeth and said: "The current market is very good, and the future value of the Fatal Strike Group will ......"

"You make a price......

Monica interrupted the fat man's official rhetoric with a wave of her hand, pushed away the Manhattan cocktail in front of her, and ordered a new one......

Waiting for the bartender to serve the new Manhattan cocktail in the most respectful manner, Monica looked at the fat man and said, "Do you know why I found you first?" ”

Saying that, Monica turned her stool and looked at the few guys sitting in the clubhouse bar, waved her hand with a smile, and said, "Because you are a small shareholder who can't even squeeze into the board meeting, my boss doesn't think it's necessary to hurt you......

I've stopped the signing of the $200 million contract, and those people who want to overturn my decision need to first strip me of my CEO position, and then start legal proceedings to amend P· B reserves the right of veto on major matters.

When they succeed, maybe the Russian-W war is over! ”

When the fat man heard this, he said incredulously: "Are you crazy? The fatal blow is also your company......

That's a 200 million contract, and there will be more ......

That's what this company does, why are you ......?"

Monica took a sip of her purple Manhattan cocktail, her eyes wandering over the fat man and the few men around him......

Waving her hand to signal the Kurdish female bodyguard next to her not to stop them, Monica had an arrogant smile on her face......

"I love Manhattan because it's full of desire!

It's like Las Vegas, where everyone sits at the table and puts their lives on the line for a future. ”

Saying that, Monica wrinkled her nose and showed a look of infatuation, took a deep breath and said, "I like the atmosphere here because the people here are real.

All of us have to admit that creating a company is far less exciting than destroying a company......

We're all bloodthirsty, and we all love to hear people's wails, right? ”

At this time, Monica, who had a strong dramatic color, made the fat man's back a little cold, he accidentally touched the wine glass in his hand, and said angrily: "You are a crazy woman......"

Monica laughed and waved her hand and said, "Yes, I think I'm crazy to give you a chance, but who made my boss a good person......

Reject me quickly, so that I can take your beloved things when your financial chain is broken, and watch you wail. ”

Saying that, Monica picked up an empty liquor card and threw it to the fat man, and said with a smile: "Write the price you want, you only have one chance......

Of course, you can also bet that the fatal blow will continue to develop......

I was very welcome! ”

As Monica spoke, a tall Aboriginal beauty in a leather trench coat over leather pants walked into the bar with several fierce-looking Indians......

"Can you give me one? I would also like to write a price ......"

(End of chapter)

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