I want to be a warlord

Chapter 117 Mr. Maltz, the Boss of the Imperial Fortress
At least Wang Zhen has brains and can really lead everyone to make money.

"Poet, what do you say?" Jin Mao looked over and asked.

"I'm fine." The poet shrugged, "Anyway, it's about the same as before."

"Wang, the rest is up to you. I'm not short of money. I still have a lot here. It's all thanks to you." Jin Mao said with a smile. He is in a good mood now. good news.

"There is no shortage... right." Wang Zhen blinked, "I haven't settled the account yet. By the way, the spoils before... have all the accounts been distributed?"

"Part of the money came directly from the company. You have to ask Cobham. The other part of the private work money was helped by Darryl. We can do this without professional accountants." Golden Retriever scratched his head and said.

"I'll do the math..." Wang Zhen took out his phone.

The main income is on Feisal. After taking the Du Lisan template, Feisal has entered the fast lane, has soldiers in his hand, controls the traffic arteries, and has the identity of a member of parliament and the name of the National Guard. Now it is Tik Ritter is upstart.

It's an exaggeration to say that political donations are soft, but it's true that I haven't received less money in the past month or so. Anyway, I have paid back the money owed to the scythe team, which is 435 million.

According to the previous agreement, 7% of the political donations received after that incident will still go to Squad Squad. Of course, Squad Scythe can only share 25% of the [-]%.

Wang Zhen called and asked Daryl, and the figure he gave was 55.

After thinking about it, Feisal has been busy for so long, and all the money he earned has been spent on the scythe team. Of course, he is not losing money.

In addition, for Saif's mission, because he quit midway, he could only get one-third of the commission according to the rules, which was less than [-].

That total is 497 million.

Of the 497 million, a large part of Wang Zhen has to get two shares, so he should have 140 million in his hands, and the golden retrievers are about 70 US dollars.

This settlement made Wang Zhen a little dumbfounded...

If he was still in Lannatai, he would not be able to make so much money in his life.

Oh yes, the salary of the past few months must be added, which is about 143 million, and the foreign debt owed to the Golden Retrievers is paid off, and there is still a full 128 million US dollars.

It’s almost time to buy a house in Baijing!
cough cough...

When everyone heard that they could share about 70 yuan, they all burst into smiles.

Iron Shovel even cheered directly. After working in PMC for seven or eight years, he didn't save any money. He got 70 US dollars at once. With the various retirement compensations given by the company this time, he doesn't have to worry about retirement life.

"Golden Retriever, I have no problem opening a PMC affiliated to the Imperial Barrier, but we brothers can't separate, this company must have your shares." Not lacking money doesn't mean that this PMC company has to invest all by itself, that's definitely not possible.

"No problem, how much money do you need?" The golden retriever looked very generous.

"I don't need money for the time being, Jin Mao, I'll give you 10% of the company's shares, poet, donkey, and shovel, 5% each, don't think it's too little!" Wang Zhen said with a smile.

"Why do you give me shares if you don't want money?" Jin Mao shook his head directly, and said with a serious face: "You think I'm disabled and can't do anything, so pity me!"

"It's all nonsense." Wang Zhen rolled his eyes, "As long as you can say this, I know that you will lose everything if you start a company!"

"Then what do you mean, please explain clearly." The golden retriever glanced at the poet and the shovel.

"You think I'm a Chinese. What does Cobham like about me? Willing to let me set up a company and hang it under the imperial barrier!" Wang Zhen glanced at Jin Mao contemptuously, "You also said that PMC is first linked to the governments of various countries. , first of all, as a Chinese, why would the Wujiao Building dare to let the task fall on my head."

"How dare Cobham guarantee that I won't do anything outrageous? Why is Maltz willing to let me borrow the channel of the Imperial Barrier? What if something happens and the Imperial Barrier is involved!"

"Who the hell knows what I am, Wang Zhen!"

"Don't mention any talents. I, Wang Zhen, am a little clever elementary school monk in the PMC world. The most important thing these days is talents, and what I lack is the opportunity to be a leader!"

"In Iraq, I was a Chinese who went to talk to those Arabs. It would be strange if they didn't throw me out, but there are a few American soldiers standing behind me, so they must pay attention to me, and they must pay more attention to me than normal. , because this is not in line with common sense, understand!"

Golden Retriever tilted his head and thought for a while, "You mean, I, uh, how many of us are guarantors, backstage?"

Fortunately, Golden Retriever doesn't know what a fox pretends to be a tiger...

"Otherwise, I really think that capital has no borders. Don't believe those nonsense, the company must have Americans." Wang Zhen thought for a while and said: "I guess, if the company is really established, Cobham will ask the Imperial Barrier to take a stake. "

Golden Retriever: "..."

So, why the hell am I not doing business!

You bloody bastards are calculating too much!

Golden retrievers and poets are fine, but donkeys don't need to ask.

The shovel shook his head directly, no!
He feels that he can't do anything, so what's the matter with taking 5% for no reason? Although his left hand is a little disabled, it's not to the extent that he needs charity from his brothers. This is an insult to him.

"Your hand is broken, you can't hold the gun, not your head is broken!" Wang Zhen walked to the window of the shovel, reached out and poked his neck, "After breaking away from the imperial barrier, you think we can enjoy it unconditionally." Are there so many logistical conveniences?"

"You need manpower, trustworthy manpower, don't you know how important logistics is? What if he is corrupt and the ammunition he buys has problems? If you hand it over to a stranger, you won't be afraid that all your brothers will be trapped to death?"

"Uh...Okay, I understand." Tie Shovel chuckled, he had business to do, other than eating, otherwise he wouldn't have such a thick skin.

After the general direction was settled, Wang Zhen didn't procrastinate, and went directly to Cobham. As expected, Cobham demanded 10% of the shares from the Imperial Barrier.

"No, I only accept the shares of Mr. Maltz, not those of the Empire." Wang Zhen directly shook his head and vetoed, "You told me a few days ago that small companies only care about feelings, while big companies only care about systems. It just so happens that I It's a small company here."

It can be seen from the matter of the golden retriever's medical treatment that Maltz can represent the imperial barrier, but the imperial barrier cannot represent Maltz.

Besides, the golden retriever's relationship with Malz is not an imperial barrier.

"Ha." Cobham laughed, "Okay, but this matter needs to be discussed with Maltz by Golden Retriever. I am the CEO of the Imperial Barrier, and I can't decide anything on behalf of Mr. Maltz. However, the result..."

……

Wang Zhen persuaded the golden retriever for a long time, saying that this was sending money to Mr. Maltz, and the golden retriever agreed to make this call.

"Mr. Maltz asked you to see him." Golden Retriever said after hanging up the phone.

Wang Zhen rubbed his teeth and didn't want to go.

Under the huge status gap, there is no way to talk about anything, only to obey orders.

Boarding the private jet again, Wang Zhen finally had the opportunity to take a good look around, low-key, luxurious...

want to!

Maltz lives in Palm Bay, Florida.

As for why live here.

1: Florida has a mild climate, low taxes, high quality of life, and land value appreciation of about 8% per year. Seaside single-family villas have become the most popular type of real estate in the United States.

2: Florida has no personal income tax, and is the only state in the United States that has a law to protect the main residential property of individuals from touching, and it is also a paradise for the rich in the United States.

3: The tenants of single-family villas on the beach in Palm Beach are mostly Boeing, Lockheed-Martin, Raytheon and other large companies.

Therefore, it is only natural that the boss of a PMC company lives here.

After getting off the plane in Palm Bay, you need to transfer to Meridian Island. According to the driver who came to pick up Wangzhen, all the people living on the island are rich, because the housing prices here are as high as one million US dollars.

Wang Zhen praised on his lips, but secretly sneered at his nostrils. If you say that, I am rich per capita in Dabaijing!

When he arrived on the island, Wang Zhen had to admit that the scenery here was indeed not comparable to that of Dabaijing. It was quiet, elegant, and leisurely. Just coming here gave people a relaxed and comfortable feeling.

The villas on the island are indeed very large and luxurious.

"Mr. Maltz, hello, I'm Wang Zhen, you can just call me Wang."

When he arrived at the villa, he was invited to the living room by his servants and served coffee. Within a few minutes, Maltz, who was dressed in casual attire, came down from upstairs, and Wang Zhen hurriedly got up to say hello.

"Hello, Wang, this is the second time we have met." With a smile on his face and a loud voice, Maltz came over proactively, took Wang Zhen's hand with one hand, and patted him on the shoulder with the other.

The feeling is that it is warm and not fake, which is completely different from the professional smile of Cobham.

Although Wang Zhen knew that Maltz was playing the trick of a corporal, it was impossible to say that he was not touched in his heart.

After chatting for a while, Maltz was mostly talking about how when he first became a mercenary, Golden Retriever followed him through life and death, and built up the company Little by Little.

Wang Zhen was an audience member, and he would exclaim from time to time, just make a shocked expression.

Then it was lunch time, Maltz stayed in King Town for lunch, and during the meal, he became the owner of Wang Town and chatted, and Maltz asked about the experience of the sickle team during this period.

Then there is no more.

It was completely beyond Wang Zhen's expectations. He thought that Maltz would ask some questions about nationality, position, and how he planned to operate in the future, but there were none.

Before leaving, Maltz said: "If you talk about trust, I trust Bourne and the others more. I believe they are willing to risk their lives, but in terms of running the company, Cobham is indeed more suitable. Regarding the previous things, I believe I'm sorry, I apologize directly, Bourne they won't accept it, help me bring my apology to them."

"As for the shares, you don't need them. You can give them more. I just want to help Jinmao. The brothers who were born and died together couldn't keep up with the company's development. I feel guilty and helpless. Now I have the opportunity, I have Obligation to escort the brothers on the road ahead."

"The Imperial Barrier will try to help you as much as possible. I hope you can seize the opportunity to soar into the sky. If you encounter any problems that cannot be solved, you can call me."

Anyway, Wang Zhen listened to these words with warmth in his heart, loyalty, and openness. No wonder he has grown from a mercenary to a billionaire.

Wang Zhen left, and Maltz arranged for someone to take him to the airport, or take his private jet back. Wang Zhen really couldn't find fault with this treatment.

After the man left, Maltz called Cobham, "I see you, the little guy is very flexible, and he is worth investing in, but the shares are fine."

"I saw ambition and pride in this little guy. When these qualities are combined with good abilities and the right opportunity is met, it's like gasoline meeting oxygen and fire, and it will definitely burn blazingly in the end."

"I can't judge whether he will burn forever or go out soon, so don't control the shares, it's just right to put them in the position of pure collaborators."

"Yes, Mr. Maltz, I understand."

(End of this chapter)