I want to be a warlord

Chapter 29 Wang Zhen's Special Treatment

Planting and framing, divide and dissolve.

Judging from the problems Bourne found, the man behind the scenes may be a Polish. The reason why the local gunman was hired to kill was to plant the Malay competitor. If he succeeded, he would destroy two competitors at once.

Of course, it is also possible that the French or Georgians framed the Poles and Malays, or the Malays did it on purpose, but did not kill Green and let him find the answer by himself.

There may be too many, and the enemy is unknown, which brings a lot of trouble to the task of protecting Green.

"I don't think there is any need to think about it so much." Seeing that the discussion was getting more and more biased, Wang Zhen said aloud: "Mr. Green's purpose is to negotiate with the Malay side this time. Just focus on this. It doesn't matter who the enemy is. Ah, kill anyone who threatens, as long as the goal is achieved."

Green was taken aback by Wang Zhen's words, and then he burst out laughing, "Yeah, I've fallen into a bit of a misunderstanding."

"It's just that I just encountered a life-and-death crisis, so I'm still immersed in it, and my thoughts are a bit off. Even if I don't tell you, you will react soon." Wang Zhen smiled reservedly.

Green smiled and shook his head. It's not that easy. It may not be the most dangerous, but the closest to death, the bodyguards were all dead, and the bullets flew over their heads. If it hadn't been for Wang Zhen, he and his daughter would have died .

The richer he is, the more he fears death. Yesterday he managed to remain calm in front of outsiders.

Now, things are back to their essence, and it's easy to handle.

"When will Mr. Green's bodyguard arrive?" Wang Zhen asked with a smile.

Green looked at his watch, "It's still more than an hour."

"Several people?"

"Two." Green sighed, glanced at Bourne and the others and continued: "Isn't it because of you, I believe you can solve my problem well, right, Wang."

"Of course." Wang Zhen nodded heavily.

"I can't mobilize more people. That will make me short of manpower in other businesses. My competitors are not only from Malaysia." Green explained with a wry smile.

"Mr. Green can rest assured that in case of danger, your bodyguards only need to protect your safety, and leave the rest to us. We will not let them shoot you a second time." Bourne Nod your head solemnly.

After talking about the business, Green went to work on his business. The so-called fortune and misfortune depend on each other. It is not good for him to escape the assassination this time. When this kind of thing happened in the Malay border, the Malay government must express it. With this in mind, Green can take the initiative when negotiating with the Malays.

Of course, the scythe squad doesn't understand the specifics. They are staying in the living room right now, waiting to hand over to Green's own bodyguards.

More than an hour later, after two bodyguards arrived to complete the handover, the scythe team left from Green's presidential suite.

After all, it was only a temporary cooperation, and they were inappropriate to know many things. Personal security was Green's own business.

"Now we are in the state of combat readiness. There are six of us. We will be divided into three groups at night. The donkey and the king are in one group, the bayonet and I are in one group, and the poet and shovel are in one group." Golden Retriever ordered.

Everyone nodded.

Wang Zhen and Luzi were on the first shift. The shift was quite boring, and they couldn’t watch TV. They had to pay attention to the sound outside, so they moved two sofas to sit near the door of the room. The door was open, and they just chatted like this. .

"I heard from Golden Retriever that the company estimated that Green's assets are no less than 3 million U.S. dollars. He is very rich. Two bodyguards were arranged for such a big event. This is too little." Donkey said nothing. Asked one sentence.

"If too many people are transferred from other businesses, it will affect the safety of those businesses." Wang Zhen organized his words, and in fact, he could sum it up in one sentence, but...

"What's more, rich people don't raise a lot of idlers. One radish and one pit. If something like this happens suddenly, it will certainly cause a shortage of manpower."

"That's right. It would be nice to find a temporary cooperation with a security company when encountering such a thing. It's not like being assassinated every day." The donkey thought for a while and said, "I heard from Jin Mao that we can get 6% of the commission this time, which is really good."

"How much commission did you get for performing missions before?" Wang Zhen was very concerned about this, which meant how much money he could earn in the future.

"1% of the task commission is used as a bonus."

Wang Zhen thought about it, and immediately frowned, "It's only 10% commission, isn't it too little?"

"Less?" The donkey looked surprised, "Are you kidding, it's a lot."

"This is risking your life."

"Our scythe team is the company's P1 team, and the tasks they perform are relatively difficult, so we can get the task share. Employees of other levels can't enjoy this." Donkey has an expression like you are a layman.

"No, what does this P1 mean? Also, how do you calculate your salary?" Wang Zhen asked hastily.

"You won't..." Donkey looked at Wang Zhen with contempt, a waiter who had never been in any formal company, so he didn't understand this kind of common sense.

Wang Zhen made a vicious gesture of cutting his throat, and then the donkey said with a smile: "Regular companies are managed in different levels, gm is the general manager, d is the director, m is the manager, s is the supervisor, and p is the executive employee. In our PMC circles, the P stands for someone who is on the front line to perform combat missions."

"The salaries of regular PMC employees are divided into several parts, fixed wages, insurance benefits, combat allowances, and mission bonuses. The last one can only be obtained by the company's P1-level employees."

"For example, if the company gets a garrison mission in an oil field in Iraq, then the company will give a mission risk rating according to the current situation. The combat allowances given by different ratings are also different. Generally, it is 50-200 US dollars per day, and 200 US dollars is very, very little. That’s only for high-risk periods.”

"As for us, we not only have combat allowances, but also mission bonuses. Rookie, you can directly join the Scythe Squad as a rookie who knows nothing. Do you know how lucky you are? You directly enjoy the P1 treatment because of the Scythe Squad. , you will be envied by many inside and outside the company, and many people in the industry. If the company recruits normally, they usually enter at the P4 or P5 level, and even the highest retired special forces such as Navy SEALs and Rangers have to start at P2.”

"Do you know how much the US Army Rangers and Seals earn a year? It's only 6 US dollars, while ordinary soldiers, with all kinds of subsidies for a year, are only paid more than 3 US dollars!"

"I..." Wang Zhen scratched his head, he seemed really, really lucky when he said it this way, and couldn't help laughing, "Brother donkey, how much money can P5 earn a year? What about our P1? "

"Let's, P1?" Donkey looked at Wang Zhen with a half-smile, you are quite shameless, "P5 actually gets around 4-5 US dollars a year without benefits. For us, 10 to 15 US dollars a year." , depending on the mission, if you are lucky and encounter that kind of high-value mission, there may be more missions, of course, high-value missions also mean high risk, but it may not be a good thing."

As he said that, the donkey sighed, and the scythe team usually has 7 people at most...

Of course, Wang Zhen didn't know why the donkey sighed, he just thought he was earning less money.

Anyway, Wang Zhen felt that there were not many. He had heard the golden retriever say that the salary of PMC was not high and he had no idea, but now he realized that it is not easy to make money for working hard!

After chatting for a while, Wang Zhen began to ask what kind of equipment was delivered tomorrow, and what weapons everyone used, "When I think about having my own set of equipment, I get so excited, I suspect I won't be able to sleep at night, Ah, so excited."

It's just that what Wang Zhen didn't see was that there was a wicked smile hanging from the corner of the donkey's mouth in the darkness.

Donkey: I want to say it, but I feel so uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)