I want to be a warlord

Chapter 224 The Charm of Money

After making an agreement with You Congyun, Wang Zhen had to go back and talk to other people in the company.

After all, using the company's reserve funds, the Golden Retrievers still have 37% of the shares.

After Wang Zhen called everyone together, he opened a video to pull the golden retriever in.

"Is it a problem with the camera, or are you really fat as a golden retriever?" Wang Zhen asked with a smile as soon as the video started.

"A little fatter." The golden retriever sighed, "I really tried to control it as much as possible, but there is no way, there is nothing in the United States, delicious food, how can I not be fat!"

"Golden Retriever, how is your rehabilitation going?" Donkey asked smilingly as he lay behind Wang Zhen.

"It's not bad, the doctor said, apart from not being able to travel for too long, everything else is fine." Mentioning this, the Golden Retriever laughed.

In his life, except for going to school when he was young, he spent the next ten years either in the army or in PMC, and he was used to this kind of life.

Now this kind of comfortable life, without worrying about income, without worrying about stray bullets that may come at any time, makes him very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the mercenary is not an athlete. Although he does a lot of exercise, the test is endurance rather than explosiveness. His alloy heels have little effect.

"Then when are you going to return to the team!" the poet asked with a smile.

"Uh..." Golden Retriever didn't respond, but looked back subconsciously.

Wang Zhen's eyes lit up immediately!
"Ahem, Golden Retriever, turn the camera to the left." Wang Zhen said loudly.

"Ah, what are you doing turning the camera on?" Jin Mao's expression froze.

"Let me see the layout of the room over there!" Wang Zhen said with a smile.

"No, it's just an ordinary house."

"Oh oh oh, look what I found, there is a woman in the golden retriever's room!" the donkey yelled.

"Hurry up, golden retriever, don't hide it, be generous, I still think your woman is ugly, and you can't meet people!" The shovel squeezed over, this guy started to do logistics, and the people he came into contact with became more and more complex If you learn badly, you will provoke.

People, learning to be bad is just a trembling.

"Am I ugly!" A cold woman's voice sounded from the computer, Jin Mao looked embarrassed, Wang Zhen and others immediately booed.

At this point, the golden retriever pointed viciously at the shovel, turned his head, and smiled flatteringly, "How is it possible, Natasha, you are the most beautiful."

As he said that, he stepped aside halfway, and immediately, a woman appeared in front of the camera, with the same blond hair as a golden retriever, a shawl, big wavy curls, fair skin, a high nose bridge, light green eyes, slightly bent over, waving her hands and following Everyone greeted, "Hello everyone, I am Bourne's girlfriend, Polona Cochrane Natasha, you can call me Natasha."

In Wang Zhen's opinion, it's not very good-looking, but it has a cool and unique taste, which has a special flavor.

"Hello, Natasha, it's no wonder that Golden Retriever hasn't returned to Baghdad. It turns out he's looking for a girlfriend again!" Shovel teased with a smile.

"Natasha, what's so good about that guy with the golden retriever? He's old and ugly. You can actually consider me!" Donkey turned his face sideways, posing in what he thought was the most handsome pose.

Natasha looked at the donkey, then at the golden retriever, suddenly lowered her head and kissed the golden retriever on the cheek, then looked at the screen and said: "Well, after seeing you, I am even more convinced that my vision is not bad. "

Everyone burst into laughter immediately.

The golden retriever laughed the loudest, spread his hands, and looked smug.

"Love sees things with glasses, and sees brass as gold, poverty as riches, and spots in the eyes as pearls," said the poet in a low voice.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and burst into laughter again.

A poet is a poet, he rarely speaks, but every time his lethality will explode!

"Beautiful!" The donkey gave a thumbs up. "Poet, my brother, tell me, who said this!"

"Fasaldan."

"Okay, I'll remember." Donkey clenched his fists, laughed and pointed to the screen, "Golden Retriever, do you hear me, you are freckles!"

"I've decided that from now on your nickname will not be called Golden Retriever, but Freckles!"

"Fack!" The golden retriever raised his middle finger and said viciously: "When I go to Iraq, I will use my metal feet to let you know who the fuck is the freckles!"

After everyone chatted and laughed for a while, Wang Zhen raised his hand and said, "Okay, okay, let's talk when we meet. I'm looking for you to talk about the company."

"You decide for yourself, don't ask me!" Jin Mao said.

"This doesn't work, it's just a general meeting of shareholders."

"Bourne, let's talk, I'll get you something to drink." Natasha stood up with great insight and walked out.

"Thank you, dear." The golden retriever turned his head and said.

There was no one else in the house, so Wang Zhen said: "That's right, I'm going to invest in building a large wholesale market in Balwanai..."

Wang Zhen explained the plan in detail, including the required investment of 400 million.

Not only will the extra money earned by the company this year be poured into it, but everyone will also subsidize part of it privately.

"Wow, what you said reminded me of the Huaxia Market in Moscow, which was built with containers." After hearing Wang Zhen's words, Bigfoot said immediately.

"Yes, it is imitating the Huaxia Market in Moscow." Wang Zhen nodded.

When everyone heard what Bigfoot said, they all looked over.

"It's in Izmailovo, Moscow. It occupies a very large area and sells everything. Almost all the people in northern Europe buy goods there. I even went shopping. I heard that there are several shops there. This market was once the industry of one of the ten richest people in Russia, and the annual rent alone is worth more than one billion U.S. dollars."

"It's very chaotic over there, and many gangsters rely on that big market to eat."

"However, it was closed in 09 and replaced by a more formal place." Bigfoot tried his best to organize the language to explain the appearance of the market.

After listening for a while, everyone only remembers one sentence, 'an annual rent of more than one billion US dollars'.

"One billion, can you earn so much?" Donkey blushed excitedly, and the others were not much better.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited!" Wang Zhen quickly stretched out his hand and said loudly: "It's different, that is targeting the entire northern European market, covering a population of nearly 2 million people, and our market coverage is only in western Iraq, more than 50 The market for 200 people can at most radiate to southern Syria and northern Jordan, and I estimate the population should be around [-] million."

"2 million, 200 million, one percent?" the donkey said excitedly, "That is to say, our annual income can reach tens of millions?"

"Uh..." Wang Zhen's mind turned for a moment, and he said with a speechless face: "When did your fucking math skills become so good!"

"Nonsense, it's fucking money, US dollars, tens of millions, whoever faces so much money will use his damn brain!" The donkey waved and said, "Just tell me, is it really profitable?" 1% is so much!"

Wang Zhen smashed his mouth, "I don't know, those are just theories. Syria and Iraq are more scarce than Russia, the three Baltic countries, Ukraine and other countries, but there are wars here, and the situation is so complicated. How can I judge!"

"What I can say is that if the market develops steadily, then it is certain to make money. If you are lucky, you will recover the cost within a year." Wang Zhen said with his hands outstretched.

"Done!"

"Done!"

Everyone roared loudly.

"Whoever dares to mess up our big market, I will put a cannonball into his ass and blow him up!" Shovel said viciously.

The donkey and the shrapnel all had fierce expressions, as if they wished a monkey would come out now and let them kill them to scare the chickens!
The poet who usually showed no concern for money also turned grim.

The golden retriever in the United States is also breathing heavily. Who the hell said that I can't do business to make money!

"King, go ahead, I support you, wait for me, I will help you over there as soon as possible, hahaha, in the future, when I see Cobham, do they dare to say whether I will make money or not!" The golden retriever grinned loudly, "At the beginning, I valued you at a glance, and forcibly pushed you into the imperial barrier. It was the best investment, no one!"

"Fart!" The donkey stopped immediately, "It was me, the fuck I suggested, you bastard!"

The golden retriever raised its head and looked at the donkey with contempt, "But I'm the captain, so I've got what I say!"

"Fuck, let's fight!" The donkey stretched out his hand and raised two middle fingers. When will the beating worker stand up!
Wang Zhen smiled, with a look of course on his face, nothing can mobilize enthusiasm like a lot of dollars!

He also thinks his plan is very beautiful. Many times, people are not incapable, but they just haven't found their suitable position.

People don't necessarily understand themselves. If you think you are an honest person, it is very likely that there is a devil living in your heart!
In China, everyone is honest and honest, wasting years under the pressure of the general environment, and there is no room for unbridled display.

But when he went abroad, to the lawless place like Iraq, Wang Zhen seemed to be like a fish returning to the sea, which is called freedom and carefree!
"Since everyone has no objection, it's settled. I'll let You Congyun start work!" Wang Zhen said with a smile.

"start!"

"start!"

"Wang, we still need manpower. There are too many profits here. It's just a matter of market security, and we don't have enough people." The golden retriever was quite calm and said something.

"Yes, the recruitment is certain." Wang Zhen said with a smile: "I am going to recruit a group of people. It doesn't need any elites, just those who meet the basic infantry standards of the five major countries."

"Freckles, you can't tell me that you can't find anyone this time!"

"Fuck, damn freckles!" The golden retriever said with a black face, "How many people do you want?"

"Help me find 20...no, 10 American soldiers, preferably those who have been in Iraq." Wang Zhen said with a smile: "American soldiers are too expensive, even if the annual salary is only 4.8, 10 people will pay more for a year." There are more than 50 yuan in other expenses."

"I'm going to expand 50 people, all of them are Americans. The little money the company earns is not enough to pay wages. I plan to find others from Europe, especially Eastern Europe, where the wages are cheaper!"

"No problem, the company is what you say." Golden Retriever agreed without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)