San Francisco, Tinder.

The sky was foggy and a little oppressive.

Standing by the window, Taylor frowned, holding a cigarette in his right hand, originally he was not so addicted to smoking, but sitting in this position, he found that it was more consuming to his lungs.

Jump!

There was a sound of pushing the door open from behind, needless to say, and knowing who it was, Taylor didn't even look back, a trace of helplessness flashed on his face.

"Taylor, what the hell are you going to do?" Ambrera shouted angrily.

Taylor opened the window, threw the burning cigarette butt down the window, blew on the cigarette, and then slowly closed the window before turning his head, "I just asked Rune to come back and report on his work, which is in line with the company's rules." ”

"Do you know how far Afghanistan is here?"

Ambrera took a step forward, he was a head taller than the other man, this condescending gaze was a little contemptuous, "What's wrong with him?" Or is it the same old question? None of this is a problem at all! ”

"Not a problem?"

As soon as Taylor heard the other party's light description, he immediately became angry, grabbed the document on the table, spread it out, and pointed to it, "This is the sales of the Afghan company last month, you tell me, how much is written here?" ”

Ambrera frowned, leaned back, and as soon as the children gathered, they saw that it was clearly written: $3,000!

"Is he asking for food when he is in the company?" Taylor laughed disdainfully, slammed it on the table, looked up, and looked at Ambrera, "In the war zone, that's all there is to earn?" Can you believe it? ”

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"His turnover is not right, according to the sales of market share, even if our AK47 over there is a single product, it will not be less than 30,000 US dollars a month, what about the rest of the money?"

At Taylor's questioning, Ambrella's face became more and more ugly.

"I don't believe Rune is such a person." He can only refute it like this, a little powerless.

Taylor's expression was constricted, and he looked at him deeply, "I'll tell the boss about this matter, you know what kind of character he is, if Rune really takes the ...... that shouldn't be taken"

I didn't say anything, but Ambrera is a smart person, and of course he understands that there is something wrong with this, if the boss knows...

He shuddered.

"Taylor..."As soon as he turned around and shouted directly, he saw that the other party had already walked to the door, Ambrera opened his mouth, but in the end, he could only frown, turning his head to look at the report on the table, his eyes flashing uneasy.

Taylor walked to the innermost part of the bathroom, closed the toilet lid, sat down, and pulled out a cigarette and put it in his hand.

I couldn't help but think of Gao Jun who had specially asked him to meet the night before he left San Francisco.

The two of them had a drink at the tavern, and the owner told him that Ambrera was certainly fine, but he was too idealistic in doing things.

thinks that everyone around him will have the same heart as him.

But when the interests are thick enough, no one can resist it.

But when Taylor asks why Ambrera is being placed in such an important position.

He couldn't forget the way his boss looked back at him, full of complexity and meaning.

"Because... The ways of the world. ”

Taylor got up, lifted the toilet lid, squinted and took a few more puffs on the cigarette butt, and then reluctantly threw it into the toilet, pressed the flush, watched the cigarette butt roll down in the whirlpool, and walked out happily humming a little song.

When he saw Taylor standing inside, Bout was stunned, stood up straight, squeezed out a smile very reluctantly, and then ran inside with his buttocks in his hands.

"Poof!"

With a shout, Taylor ran out of the toilet with his nose covered.

Wipe!

Eating?

So stinky!

……

Originally, the plane was going to land in Amara, Yinrak, but that place was controlled in the north, unless you wanted to turn into a fireball. Gao Jun did not want to die young at this time, so he had to let the plane land at a makeshift airfield about 45 kilometers from the southern cities of both sides.

Kuwait People's Airport!

The facilities are rudimentary, there are people running back and forth on the runway, and you can even see birds in the sky, and the inspector below raises his gun to come, and Gao Jun in the cockpit can even see the other party holding a cigarette in his mouth (exaggerated).

"Damn it! Which is the airport below? ”

Tonikov shrugged, "The regular airports are all controlled, I found a few acquaintances to introduce this, and they said that the price is affordable and very reliable." ”

"I don't feel it at all!" Gao Jun's face twitched, but there was not much fuel left on the plane, so he could only pinch his nose and descend, fortunately, the woolly bear's An 12 had rough skin and thick flesh, so to speak, even if one of the landing gear dropped, his nose could glide smoothly on the ground.

The cabin door opens.

Evgeny covered his mouth and rushed off the plane, holding his legs like a fire hydrant, spraying.

Gao Jun looked a little sick to his stomach, he felt that he was going to vomit out his overnight meal, and his face was pale.

"Hey, man, vomit everywhere and be fined $20."

At this moment, a young man in a robe with a little dark skin suddenly appeared, looking at Evgeny with bright eyes, followed by two militants armed with VZ52 automatic rifles.

"Fines? Do you have to pay for this? Evgeny glared, but as soon as he was sick to his stomach, he vomited again.

"It's basic courtesy to keep the airport tidy, isn't it?" The other party also issued an invoice, handed it over, and pointed to a guard box not far away, "Go over there and pay the fine." ”

nmd！

Don't you want to be so formal.

Tonikov glanced at the boss, Gao Jun bowed, there is no need to make trouble in other people's fields for this money, the most important thing is that the sniper above should not go off.

"Hello, Mr. Nicholas? I'm Pavlai, your exclusive customer service, all the needs of your plane at the People's Airport can be connected with me, by the way, there are other services, including but not limited to security, the airport personnel are more complicated, and there are often financial thefts, I recommend that you hire our security personnel..."

The other party was chattering like a sparrow.

Gao Jun raised his hand and smirked, "Thank you, no need, we can do it ourselves." ”

At this time, Bancroft happened to get off the plane with a PK machine gun on his shoulder, Pavlai frowned, and looked at Gao Jun twice, "Mr. Nicholas, we don't allow a firefight here." ”

"Don't worry, my bullets are obedient, he only listens to the voice of money, and I won't let them bark at the poor people of the valley."

Pavlaf laughed and got back to business, "How long is your plane parked?" Is it a week to get in touch? $1,000 is required. ”

"Are you going there to pay too?"

"Of course, there will be a receipt, $1,000 for a free lunch, and there's a cafeteria over there—" Pavlai pointed to a smoking wooden house in the distance.

"The service was so good."

Although the equipment was a little rudimentary, the service was not bad, and Gao Jun was in a relaxed mood, but as soon as he took two steps, he heard the rapid sound of gunfire accompanied by screams and exclamations and roars.

Then I saw Pavlai hurriedly running over with someone, still scolding, "These idiots! ”

Gao took a look and saw dozens of security personnel running to the place of the incident from all directions, it seems that the boss behind the scenes here has a lot of energy.

However, what is the difference between official and private?

In the end, who is the official?

Anyway, the one who can make money with me must be a good friend!