I want to be a warlord

Chapter 116 Cobham's Triple Win
Wang Zhen hadn't considered Cobham's proposal clearly yet, and that guy was still in Baghdad dealing with the aftermath of the attack.

According to Jin Mao, those people did go to attack the oil well, and as Wang Zhen expected, after besieging the small oil well town, they began to persuade them to surrender. It is also true that Curry's army was shaken.

Fortunately, Curry stabilized the morale of the army and asked everyone to stand by for half an hour. If the reinforcements did not arrive after half an hour, they would surrender.

Saif's guy arrived in 20+ minutes and then...

He was caught in an ambush and was beaten to pieces.

Of course, the effect is still there, attracting firepower and delaying time. After all, it is his own business, and he will not retreat in a deadly battle. In the end, reinforcements from the imperial barrier came.

It's just that there are many parts that need to be discussed afterwards.

Wang Zhen went to deal with the funeral of the bayonet the next day.

Hire a refrigerated truck to transport the body to Wyoming and find Bayonet's parents.

Normally, Wang Zhen felt that he was quite eloquent, but when he was standing at the door of Bayonet's house, Wang Zhen was completely stiff, he didn't dare to knock on the door, and he didn't know what to say later.

His son was so big, he was fine before, but now he came back as a corpse.

In a daze, Wang Zhen didn't know how he got out of the bayonet house. Facing a pair of elderly people who were crying so hard that they lost their voice, Wang Zhen didn't dare to look them in the eyes.

As for the poet, he didn't say a word during the whole process.

Looking for a cemetery, burial, bayonet's wife and children also came to attend the funeral.

The child is 12 years old, boy, looks like a bayonet.

Afterwards, Wang Zhen, an outsider, did not get involved in the inheritance issue, and the lawyer was more professional.

It wasn't until the airport and boarded the plane that the two of them recovered a little bit, and it was already 5 days later when they returned to New York.

Cobham also came back from Baghdad, and Wang Zhen made an appointment to meet at the company the next day.

……

Standing at the door of Cobham's office, this was Wang Zhen's second visit, but his mood was completely different.

"Okay Susan, you go out." Cobham asked the secretary to go out, and then looked at Wang Zhen with a professional smile on his face, "Drink something, take it yourself, the refrigerator is here."

Wang Zhen took a bottle of mineral water, opened it and took a sip.

"What do you think of my proposal?" Cobham asked directly.

"Don't worry about this." Wang Zhen looked at Cobham and asked, "I want to know, who are those who attacked us? Why are they staring at us? This is illogical."

Cobham was silent for a while, "So, I told Bourne that you are not suitable for the Imperial Wall, you are smart enough, but your mentality is not yet a mature PMC."

"A mature PMC?" Wang Zhen curled his lips, "What is the standard of maturity, just treat it as a job, clock in on time, get off work when the time is right, go to get off work if there is no danger, and surrender if there is danger? This is what the Imperial Barrier needs? This kind of employees? "

Cobham nodded, "Small companies can use emotions as a bond, but large companies can't. The company gives reasonable wages, employees pay for their labor, and everything is done according to the contract. This is the basis for a company to operate stably."

"Excessive contribution of employees is also a kind of harm to the company."

Looking at Wang Zhen's expression, Cobham knew what he was thinking, "Do you know how much the company will pay for Byrne and Joey's medical expenses if they follow the contract completely?"

Wang Zhen shook his head.

"You don't need to spend a penny." Cobham stretched out a finger and shook it, "They are veterans of the United States. In the veterans' hospital, they only need to pay 20% of the medical expenses, and the insurance company will bear the 20%. This is why PMC companies in the United States only recruit American veterans."

"And now, Byrne and Joy's medical bills are estimated to be as high as $120 million. Of course, this cost is Mr. Maltz's personal expense."

"You have to understand that the imperial barrier is not just for Mr. Maltz, the company also has other shareholders."

Wang Zhen opened his mouth, completely speechless.

Was Cobham wrong?

But it really chills friends.

"Okay, let's talk about those attackers?" Wang Zhen asked in a low voice.

"The Bulldog Mercenary Corps." Cobham said: "As for why they are targeting the Scythe Squad, it is because the North Wind Company stands behind the Bulldog, but it doesn't matter, the Bulldog is dead and has been completely disbanded. "

"Northern Wind Company?"

"Northern Wind is a British PMC company, an old medium-sized company. Their main business is also in Iraq. Originally, there was no conflict with the Imperial Barrier, because in the past, most of our tasks came from the foot-holding building, but because of your relationship, the Imperial Barrier is in Iraq. Now that we have become famous, our business scope has expanded to Iraq, and we have competed with Beifeng in terms of business." Cobham looked at Wang Zhen, "Now do you understand?"

"So they want to sabotage our mission and destroy the scythe team. The purpose is to interrupt the development momentum of the imperial barrier!" Wang Zhen gritted his teeth and reached out to rub his hair. He never thought that this matter was finally ignited by himself. search.

Cobham nodded, "Commercial competition in other industries will adopt conventional commercial methods, but we are a PMC company and we speak with guns, so you don't have to feel guilty."

"Of course I don't feel guilty. Why should I feel guilty for other people's despicable behavior? I don't have to fucking think about it!" Wang Zhen shook his hand fiercely, "Northern Wind Company, ok, ok, ok, I remember Stop them!"

"You'd better not do anything stupid, the North Wind Company is not something you can deal with now." Cobham reminded.

"The imperial barrier is equal to Beifeng, so how are you going to return it?" Wang Zhen stared at Cobham, "Don't tell me that you will swallow your anger."

"Imperial Barrier is a legal PMC company and will not do illegal things..."

"Wait." Wang Zhen suddenly raised his hand to interrupt Cobham, turned his head, and squinted at the other party, "You want me to set up a PMC company to be the periphery of the empire's barrier, don't you just want me to be yours? Black gloves?"

"Of course not. Any big company will be surrounded by many small companies. The big company will give non-core business to those small companies. These businesses are profitable, but it is not worth the effort of the big company."

"The business is there. It's up to you to decide whether to take it or not. No one can force you, let alone the Imperial Barrier. Of course, the tasks you do have nothing to do with the Imperial Barrier." Cobham said with a smile.

Fuck!
Wang Zhen's face turned black, Cobham was determined that he would give Beifeng a hard time if he had the chance.

The problem is that the opportunity is in front of him, will Wang Zhen refuse it?

At this moment, what appeared in Wang Zhen's mind was not rejection, but a sentence: A man was born in the heaven and earth, how can he live in depression for a long time!

It's just, damn it, Cobham has a dark heart, even if I wish to punch him in the face, I still have to hold my nose to deal with him.

In comparison, the little tricks I played in Iraq were nothing.

Most importantly, Cobham hasn't paid anything yet.

No, there is still money to be made!

Those tasks that were not directly proportional to the risks and benefits that I did not want to take can now be taken and thrown to myself, and then the empire barrier can be scraped in the middle.

Staring hard at Cobham, Wang Zhen slapped the mineral water on the coffee table with a slap, got up angrily and left.

Cobham watched the door close, and the corner of his mouth curled up. What is triple win?

That's me winning three times!

Retain talents, earn money, and expand business boundaries.

He believed that Wang Zhen would never refuse.

People like Wang Zhen, or people like Scythe Squad, value brotherhood more than money.

With the donkey and the poet, the relationship with Jin Mao, and the enemy Beifeng, Wang Zhen couldn't escape.

How can a big company go down and do those things by themselves...

……

hospital, ward.

Wang Zhen, Poet, Golden Retriever, Shovel.

Wang Zhen didn't tell the three of them about the conversation with Cobham yesterday, they couldn't help, and they couldn't help Wang Zhen make a decision, they could only add to the troubles.

"What is the difference between establishing a PMC company in other countries and establishing a PMC company in the United States?" Wang Zhen asked.

For these, Golden Retriever still knows very well.

"It doesn't really matter where you set up a company. Many countries can do it, especially small island countries in Africa and the Pacific Ocean. There are two issues involved."

The Golden Retriever sorted out his thoughts and said: "First, I don't know the specifics about the legal issues, but I know one thing. For example, we are in Malaysia, they ban guns. In theory, we can't appear on the street with automatic weapons openly. , but that’s what we did, and if you’re registered in Shudan, it’s definitely not okay.”

"Because we are a company registered in the United States, we abide by American laws."

Wang Zhen rolled his eyes, "Then go to Huaxia and try."

"Haha, of course not, but you understand what I mean?" Jin Mao smiled.

"The second is the source of the task. This actually depends on the relationship, and has little to do with where you registered."

"To put it simply, it depends on who my backstage is." Wang Zhen frowned.

"Almost, anyway, in Iraq and Afghanistan, the most PMC companies are from the United States, followed by the United Kingdom, and then European countries such as France."

"How was your talk with Cobham?" asked the golden retriever.

"Hmm...that's pretty good." Wang Zhen gritted his teeth and said the last two words.

agree?
Anyway, Wang Zhen went back yesterday and thought about it all night, but in the end he couldn't find a reason to refuse. Although Cobham is a vampire, it has to be said that relying on the imperial barrier can solve almost all the problems of starting a PMC company.

As for registering and setting up a company by yourself, forget it, and you won’t be able to receive business without any relationship.

This line is too closed to do without enough background.

As for staying in the United States to be a gangster... Who would want to be a gangster if there is a serious business.

This man, once he enjoys freedom, it is difficult to live under restraint.

He wanted to be a gangster before, but in the end he didn't want to be separated from the scythe team.

The Golden Retriever was very happy to hear what Wang Zhen said, although "very good" had a different flavor.

After what happened before, the poet and the donkey couldn't continue to work in the imperial barrier. They had a grudge in their hearts, so how could they do it.

Golden Retriever is worried about the two of them, one is impulsive and brainless, and the other is a literary and artistic youth. If they change to other companies, they will not make any money, and they will die on the battlefield in a few days.

(End of this chapter)