Chapter 62: Talk about a fart!
It's not that Shepard is mocking, but that the French strategy in Algeria is really a piece of shit, hesitating before and after, and finally having to rely on the great man de Gaulle.
Guys like François, maybe they served in the Free French Army with the Algerians in World War II, and they didn't necessarily have a meal in the same pot, and then they turned around and killed the heads of the Algerians, and then they could come out and go around to promote their heroic feats, which can only be said to be too rebellious.
"You don't know anything about us!"
"You don't know anything about Algeria either!"
"How so?"
"Also colonial officers, why did there be so many blacks following Paul Emile von Leto Forbeck in Germany, and you could only kill the locals in all directions, and finally even be forced to abandon it?"
"That's different!"
"It's no different, Mr. Captain, it's simple, you didn't care about those people at all! For you, Algeria is nothing more than a slaughterhouse where you can do whatever you want! ”
François's face turned blue in an instant, and he mentioned Algeria because he felt that he was a war hero, and wanted to tell Shepard that his excellence came from hard work and self-encouragement, but Shepard did not accept it at all, but ridiculed him for only bullying the old, weak, sick and disabled in Algeria.
"Let's talk about you, Mr. Shepard, after all, I've already introduced myself!"
"Huh? Would you really like to hear it? ”
Shepard lifted Erlang's legs, his face full of pride.
"Then I'm going to introduce to you how my first pot of gold came from, have you ever attended the developer conference?"
Later, Shepard talked eloquently about how he first collected money from students, then used the money to rent a space from the school, and then sold tickets to make a lot of money.
"Mr. Shepard, I treat you as an equal opponent, and you treat me like this?"
"What do I do to you, I also want to tell you about some of the things I did, but I said, I have to kill you, even if I don't do you, the French Foreign Security Intelligence Service will kill you, now, do you still want to hear it?"
Shepard tilted his head, full of anticipation.
François, on the other hand, twitched his face a few times, and finally nodded.
"You can see that you are indeed very business-minded!"
"It's okay, I do have a good idea now, that is, the time to effect is slower, the computer industry, how about it, you follow me, it is guaranteed to be more profitable than the mercenary business!"
"Then why don't you do it?"
"How do you know I'm not doing it?"
Shepard shook his head, it was the first time he had seen someone who didn't take money seriously.
"I don't think we need to go around the bend, so I'll just say ......"
"Wait a minute, you have to know that there are both successes and failures in negotiations, so I personally suggest that before negotiations, it is better to eat first!"
François finally couldn't help it, he got up and walked into the toilet with a blank face, waved his fist against the wall, and then walked out with a smile on his face, and then motioned to the restaurant owner to serve the food.
And Shepard was not polite, from appetizers to desserts, he ate cleanly, and there was not even any soup residue left.
"It seems that Mr. Shepard has a good appetite!"
"There, it's just that my parents taught me not to waste food since I was a child, after all, there are still people who can't even eat!"
After eating and drinking, the smell of gunpowder between the two did not weaken in the slightest, but became thicker and thicker.
"Just because you can't eat enough, do you want to lift other people's rice bowls?"
"Other people's jobs are in other people's hands, if they can be overturned by me, then this rice bowl is too unstable, right? You might as well stop eating it! ”
"Mr. Shepard, I don't think the Shadow Company is a little too deliberate in order to steal business, you offer Adorian such a low price, you really don't plan to let your subordinates make money?"
"Is it possible that this offer is enough for my subordinates to make money, and what I compress is my income?"
"I don't see that Mr. Shepard is so generous, so why do you consider letting your men earn a little more?"
"That was after that!"
"Then I'll make it clear, in this way, Mr. Shepard, the contract price of the Shadow Company must be raised, and as compensation, I think that the business of Brunay Company, as well as the business of mining in southern Mexico, can be let out!"
François said with great generosity.
"That's the same million-level business order, and Brunay's business is long-term, this is a big order!"
"Monsieur François is so generous!"
Shepard immediately gave a thumbs up when he heard this, everyone knows that Brunay Mining, that is, Adorien's company, and Francois have separated, and Southern Mexico Mining has ended its business a long time ago, and François has given up the business that has nothing to do with him to Shepard, which is too generous!
"But I refuse!"
"And what do you want?"
"Africa is so big, you and your people go there to eat is not to eat, there is no need to eat in the DRC, right?"
"Are you kidding me?"
"Didn't you joke with me first!"
"I'm not kidding, I'm sincere!"
"Sincerity, it's your people who attacked the BHP, don't admit it, Osaba is in my hands, that guy didn't die after three shots, and you don't want those people to know about the previous attacks, you did it!"
"You're threatening me?"
"That's right, I'm threatening you!"
Shepard lowered his right leg and replaced it with his left, ignoring François.
"It's all my people!"
"I know, but what, there are thirty of my brothers outside, and their order is that as long as I don't go out first, then they will kill everyone here, come on, Captain, do it, let me see what you are capable of!"
François angrily pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Shepard, and several of his subordinates brought by Shepard also competed with François's men in an instant, and then, a Korean PMC directly took off his clothes, revealing a full five kilograms of high explosives tied to his body and walked in front of the Frenchman.
"Hit me!"
François's men withered in an instant, and their hands began to tremble slightly.
"You madman!"
François looked at the out-of-control restaurant, and the hand holding the gun began to tremble, and then, Shepard instantly burst out, relying on his height of 1.9 meters, he directly pressed the latter down on the table, and then the bottle of red wine brought by the other party was also broken, and then half of the bottle was directly pressed against François's neck.
"And guess what's going to happen next for me as a madman?"