I want to be a warlord
Chapter 470: Power is the best aphrodisiac for men
Chapter 470: Power is the best aphrodisiac for men (the third update breaks out, please vote for me)
After getting angry, Wang Zhen hung up the phone.
After all, there was no communication beforehand, and Wang Zhen was afraid that Bevin would screw up.
Looking at the five people with a sneer, Wang Zhen squinted his eyes and called out again, still on speakerphone, "Guess, which one is more important, national interests or personal interests?"
"Oh, no, there is no conflict now!"
"Damn it, do you guys with big beards think that an honest man like me is easy to bully!"
When the call was connected, Wang Zhen yelled directly: "John, what did you do? You are the person in charge of the CIA in Iraq. The Jaffar family came to negotiate with me without fucking knowing anything. They thought they were... The market belongs to me alone, isn’t this a waste of everyone’s time!”
John was stunned for a moment, but when he heard 'I'm alone', his mind immediately started to spin, "No way, I've secretly asked someone to let the news out?"
"Oh, either the information about your people is too hidden, or these big bearded guys don't take this matter to heart at all. It's all your fault. Why do you have to blow up Faisal, just hurt him? I can’t control it!”
"Hey, that's the decision of the President and the Secretary of State. I can't help it!" John said a little aggrieved.
"I suddenly felt that leaving Iraq was not a good idea. Damn it, with tens of millions of dollars in revenue a year, why should we let it out!"
tens of millions?
let it out?
John suddenly stood up from his chair!
You better speak clearly, otherwise, I will kill Bairwanai right now!
I will fucking kill anyone who dares to touch my money!
Kill, kill, kill, kill!
Bevin thought so too!
Hearing Wang Zhen say that he didn't want to leave, the five people were immediately anxious, "No, you're going to go, hurry up!"
"Mr. Wang, I think there may be some misunderstandings between us. This is just our first contact. Please don't jump to conclusions so quickly. Formal communication has not yet begun. We are just, um, just establishing a dialogue channel, yes. That’s it.” The Musa family members immediately shouted.
Wang Zhen glanced sideways, and after a moment, he snorted, "Okay, then I'll wait for your formal negotiations."
"I hope that when the time comes, you guys don't come here and waste everyone's time without knowing anything!" Wang Zhen raised his finger and pointed to the door, his tone unceremonious.
The five of them didn't feel there was any problem. After all, if someone wanted to forcefully purchase their own industry with a stable profit of 3500 million yuan a year at a low price, their attitude would only get worse!
As soon as the people left, Jin Mao couldn't sit still. He immediately grabbed Wang Zhen's arm and asked excitedly: "Is there really such a big profit?"
"Of course!" Wang Zhen nodded, "You have to know that we supported Faisal before, who was about to become the largest party in Iraq. He was the person who caused the US government to bomb him. He was just a 3500-year-old man. It’s just a company, it’s not too high, it’s too low, okay!”
“Do you know how much revenue the companies that have representatives in the U.S. Congress make each year?”
"Iraq is worse than them, but we have created the largest party!"
Golden Retriever blinked. It was not until this moment, when Wang Zhen reminded him, that he suddenly understood how big a deal they had done in the past three years.
A little dazed for a while.
"I suddenly don't want to leave, 3500 million!"
Not to mention Golden Retriever, even Donkey and the others who came back were buzzing after hearing this.
"Don't be so blind, please." Wang Zhen curled his lips, "Money is important, but it's not important either. Don't be so excited."
"We can build such a big company, and we can still build it."
"Moreover, what I'm talking about now is just hypothetical. It's impossible for us to stay in Iraq unless I'm willing to be completely attached to John and Bevin. The balance is broken and the taste changes."
Wang Zhen now values the power that is completely under his control more than money. Power that is actually in his hands and will not be easily taken away by others!
Hearing what Wang Zhen said, although everyone felt sorry, reluctant and distressed, they were not unable to accept it.
After all, these people love money, but they love more than just money.
He is the kind of country bumpkin who just wants to spend enough money but doesn't know how to spend when he gives too much. He prefers the feeling of everyone being together.
Well, after paying dividends for such a long time, even if you spend the money to start a company, who doesn’t have 300 to [-] million in hand?
Wang Zhen's side was relatively calm, but John and Bevin on the other side didn't think so.
They couldn't bear it when the man surnamed Wang spoke half-heartedly, so they took a helicopter to the Bairwanai Military Camp and headed to King Town that day.
Wang Zhen asked someone to prepare a table of food, and arranged for the two of them to eat while saying, "This is it, this is it, this is it, they want to take the big market from me at a low price, damn, the battlefield What I can’t get online, I still want to get through the negotiation table, it’s just wishful thinking.”
Bevin and John looked at each other. John was not polite and asked directly: "With such a high profit, why are you selling it to these white turbans? Damn Fake, as long as you are willing, with our support, they will take you no way."
"I believe this, but I don't want to stay in this land anymore." Wang Zhen picked up his wine glass and clinked it with the two of them, "You should have a deep understanding of how xenophobic Iraq, including the entire Islamic world in the Middle East, is. , No matter what I do here, I am an outsider, like a sandcastle, it will be washed away by the slightest wind and waves, which is boring."
"This..." The two of them looked at each other and almost understood Wang Zhen's situation.
Wang Zhen has tasted power and is no longer satisfied with just making money.
The two of them understood this situation very well.
This is like doing business and politics, two different paths, one pursues power, the other pursues money.Of course, this does not mean that money is not needed in politics. They are complementary to each other, but there are priorities.
One is that money serves rights, the other is that rights serve money!
They both needed it, so they came to Bairvanai, but they would never affect their career for money.
Power is the best aphrodisiac for men!
Since Wang Zhen's pursuit is this, he obviously cannot be willing to stay in Iraq and become the white glove of the two.
It's a pity, but it's acceptable.
"Then what are you thinking about now?" Bevin asked.
"Big markets and real estate companies will definitely be sold, but I am not ready to sell them completely." Wang Zhen said with a smile: "On the one hand, it is a fixed profit every year. On the other hand, I am afraid that I will leave. These white turbans have ruined the big market that I worked so hard to build!"
"These greedy and stupid guys never disappoint in terms of greed and stupidity!" Wang Zhen said with a sneer.
John and Bevin almost burst out laughing. In their eyes, the white hooded people were indeed stupid, backward, and ignorant.
Most people in the entire Western society have this view. They are just a group of idiots who rely entirely on underground resources to gain profits without any brains. They have money, but they are not worthy of respect at all.
"Let's build a new company and register it in the United States. Through this company, we can control the big market. As for how many shares we can retain, I will try my best to negotiate." Wang Zhen picked up the wine glass and said, "Here, cheers."
"I have no objection." John picked up the wine glass.
"I have no problem either." Bevin also said with a smile.
You don’t have to do anything and get a fixed income. Of course you won’t refuse such a good thing!
Of course, the glorious defense of Wang Zhen cannot be avoided here. They can provide political protection, and Wang Zhen can provide deterrence through force. This can ensure that the white turbans are honest and do not play tricks.
Wang Zhen did not suffer a loss either. The selling price was indispensable, and he could retain a certain share of the shares through political coercion and force the white turbans to cooperate with him.
With this initial basis for cooperation, it may not be possible to conduct further cooperation in the future.
The white turbans are a bit stupid, but no one can deny that these guys are too damn rich!
When I go to Africa, there will definitely be places where I need money.
Another point is that he is also afraid that after he leaves, these white turbans will secretly use money to throw money at him...
After all, you can only be a thief for a thousand days, so how can you prevent a thief the day before?
The matter was settled like that, and he was waiting for the white hoods to find him again.
……
The five families did not feel surprised by the news brought back by the representatives, but felt that it was taken for granted.
They didn't believe that a stinky food delivery guy named Wang could create such a big business.
But a CIA Middle East person in charge and a garrison major general are definitely qualified. Therefore, the delivery boy is a white glove, which is very reasonable!
The mere King's Town is nothing more than a communication bridge between Faisal, the United States, and China, a slave with three surnames!
Maybe the delivery boy is still helping some important figures in China to hold shares...
With this understanding, their desire to capture the big market becomes even greater!
In this way, it will create more interests with the two largest forces in Iraq.
It’s not that these few companies want to seize food from the tiger’s mouth, but they want to seize the shares controlled by Wang Zhen. The white turbans are not afraid of offending the Chinese side at all. No matter how you make things difficult for them, they will obediently join in!
Therefore, when we came for the second time, the attitudes of the representatives from the five companies suddenly changed.
This arrogant attitude towards Gong made Wang Zhen very funny. Anyway, his attitude was as bad as ever.
"I wonder how many shares Mr. Wang holds?"
"You don't care how much I have!" Wang Zhen said angrily: "I don't want to talk about the big market now, let's talk about the Guanghui Real Estate Development Company first!"
"Currently, the company has developed a residential community, is developing another community, three communities to be developed, two ancillary commercial areas, and one commercial center, all of which have been planned!"
"Mr. Wang, what do you mean? We never said we wanted to acquire your real estate company."
"Haha, I never said anything about the big market being sold separately!" Wang Zhen sneered, "You don't naively think that I have defeated this battle and it can't be won, right?"
"Damn it, you want me to leave!"
"You're still fucking trying to take advantage of me!"
"It seems that I should agree to Khatib Hafiz's invitation to help him sort out the system and cultivate some real people of our own!"
(End of this chapter)
After getting angry, Wang Zhen hung up the phone.
After all, there was no communication beforehand, and Wang Zhen was afraid that Bevin would screw up.
Looking at the five people with a sneer, Wang Zhen squinted his eyes and called out again, still on speakerphone, "Guess, which one is more important, national interests or personal interests?"
"Oh, no, there is no conflict now!"
"Damn it, do you guys with big beards think that an honest man like me is easy to bully!"
When the call was connected, Wang Zhen yelled directly: "John, what did you do? You are the person in charge of the CIA in Iraq. The Jaffar family came to negotiate with me without fucking knowing anything. They thought they were... The market belongs to me alone, isn’t this a waste of everyone’s time!”
John was stunned for a moment, but when he heard 'I'm alone', his mind immediately started to spin, "No way, I've secretly asked someone to let the news out?"
"Oh, either the information about your people is too hidden, or these big bearded guys don't take this matter to heart at all. It's all your fault. Why do you have to blow up Faisal, just hurt him? I can’t control it!”
"Hey, that's the decision of the President and the Secretary of State. I can't help it!" John said a little aggrieved.
"I suddenly felt that leaving Iraq was not a good idea. Damn it, with tens of millions of dollars in revenue a year, why should we let it out!"
tens of millions?
let it out?
John suddenly stood up from his chair!
You better speak clearly, otherwise, I will kill Bairwanai right now!
I will fucking kill anyone who dares to touch my money!
Kill, kill, kill, kill!
Bevin thought so too!
Hearing Wang Zhen say that he didn't want to leave, the five people were immediately anxious, "No, you're going to go, hurry up!"
"Mr. Wang, I think there may be some misunderstandings between us. This is just our first contact. Please don't jump to conclusions so quickly. Formal communication has not yet begun. We are just, um, just establishing a dialogue channel, yes. That’s it.” The Musa family members immediately shouted.
Wang Zhen glanced sideways, and after a moment, he snorted, "Okay, then I'll wait for your formal negotiations."
"I hope that when the time comes, you guys don't come here and waste everyone's time without knowing anything!" Wang Zhen raised his finger and pointed to the door, his tone unceremonious.
The five of them didn't feel there was any problem. After all, if someone wanted to forcefully purchase their own industry with a stable profit of 3500 million yuan a year at a low price, their attitude would only get worse!
As soon as the people left, Jin Mao couldn't sit still. He immediately grabbed Wang Zhen's arm and asked excitedly: "Is there really such a big profit?"
"Of course!" Wang Zhen nodded, "You have to know that we supported Faisal before, who was about to become the largest party in Iraq. He was the person who caused the US government to bomb him. He was just a 3500-year-old man. It’s just a company, it’s not too high, it’s too low, okay!”
“Do you know how much revenue the companies that have representatives in the U.S. Congress make each year?”
"Iraq is worse than them, but we have created the largest party!"
Golden Retriever blinked. It was not until this moment, when Wang Zhen reminded him, that he suddenly understood how big a deal they had done in the past three years.
A little dazed for a while.
"I suddenly don't want to leave, 3500 million!"
Not to mention Golden Retriever, even Donkey and the others who came back were buzzing after hearing this.
"Don't be so blind, please." Wang Zhen curled his lips, "Money is important, but it's not important either. Don't be so excited."
"We can build such a big company, and we can still build it."
"Moreover, what I'm talking about now is just hypothetical. It's impossible for us to stay in Iraq unless I'm willing to be completely attached to John and Bevin. The balance is broken and the taste changes."
Wang Zhen now values the power that is completely under his control more than money. Power that is actually in his hands and will not be easily taken away by others!
Hearing what Wang Zhen said, although everyone felt sorry, reluctant and distressed, they were not unable to accept it.
After all, these people love money, but they love more than just money.
He is the kind of country bumpkin who just wants to spend enough money but doesn't know how to spend when he gives too much. He prefers the feeling of everyone being together.
Well, after paying dividends for such a long time, even if you spend the money to start a company, who doesn’t have 300 to [-] million in hand?
Wang Zhen's side was relatively calm, but John and Bevin on the other side didn't think so.
They couldn't bear it when the man surnamed Wang spoke half-heartedly, so they took a helicopter to the Bairwanai Military Camp and headed to King Town that day.
Wang Zhen asked someone to prepare a table of food, and arranged for the two of them to eat while saying, "This is it, this is it, this is it, they want to take the big market from me at a low price, damn, the battlefield What I can’t get online, I still want to get through the negotiation table, it’s just wishful thinking.”
Bevin and John looked at each other. John was not polite and asked directly: "With such a high profit, why are you selling it to these white turbans? Damn Fake, as long as you are willing, with our support, they will take you no way."
"I believe this, but I don't want to stay in this land anymore." Wang Zhen picked up his wine glass and clinked it with the two of them, "You should have a deep understanding of how xenophobic Iraq, including the entire Islamic world in the Middle East, is. , No matter what I do here, I am an outsider, like a sandcastle, it will be washed away by the slightest wind and waves, which is boring."
"This..." The two of them looked at each other and almost understood Wang Zhen's situation.
Wang Zhen has tasted power and is no longer satisfied with just making money.
The two of them understood this situation very well.
This is like doing business and politics, two different paths, one pursues power, the other pursues money.Of course, this does not mean that money is not needed in politics. They are complementary to each other, but there are priorities.
One is that money serves rights, the other is that rights serve money!
They both needed it, so they came to Bairvanai, but they would never affect their career for money.
Power is the best aphrodisiac for men!
Since Wang Zhen's pursuit is this, he obviously cannot be willing to stay in Iraq and become the white glove of the two.
It's a pity, but it's acceptable.
"Then what are you thinking about now?" Bevin asked.
"Big markets and real estate companies will definitely be sold, but I am not ready to sell them completely." Wang Zhen said with a smile: "On the one hand, it is a fixed profit every year. On the other hand, I am afraid that I will leave. These white turbans have ruined the big market that I worked so hard to build!"
"These greedy and stupid guys never disappoint in terms of greed and stupidity!" Wang Zhen said with a sneer.
John and Bevin almost burst out laughing. In their eyes, the white hooded people were indeed stupid, backward, and ignorant.
Most people in the entire Western society have this view. They are just a group of idiots who rely entirely on underground resources to gain profits without any brains. They have money, but they are not worthy of respect at all.
"Let's build a new company and register it in the United States. Through this company, we can control the big market. As for how many shares we can retain, I will try my best to negotiate." Wang Zhen picked up the wine glass and said, "Here, cheers."
"I have no objection." John picked up the wine glass.
"I have no problem either." Bevin also said with a smile.
You don’t have to do anything and get a fixed income. Of course you won’t refuse such a good thing!
Of course, the glorious defense of Wang Zhen cannot be avoided here. They can provide political protection, and Wang Zhen can provide deterrence through force. This can ensure that the white turbans are honest and do not play tricks.
Wang Zhen did not suffer a loss either. The selling price was indispensable, and he could retain a certain share of the shares through political coercion and force the white turbans to cooperate with him.
With this initial basis for cooperation, it may not be possible to conduct further cooperation in the future.
The white turbans are a bit stupid, but no one can deny that these guys are too damn rich!
When I go to Africa, there will definitely be places where I need money.
Another point is that he is also afraid that after he leaves, these white turbans will secretly use money to throw money at him...
After all, you can only be a thief for a thousand days, so how can you prevent a thief the day before?
The matter was settled like that, and he was waiting for the white hoods to find him again.
……
The five families did not feel surprised by the news brought back by the representatives, but felt that it was taken for granted.
They didn't believe that a stinky food delivery guy named Wang could create such a big business.
But a CIA Middle East person in charge and a garrison major general are definitely qualified. Therefore, the delivery boy is a white glove, which is very reasonable!
The mere King's Town is nothing more than a communication bridge between Faisal, the United States, and China, a slave with three surnames!
Maybe the delivery boy is still helping some important figures in China to hold shares...
With this understanding, their desire to capture the big market becomes even greater!
In this way, it will create more interests with the two largest forces in Iraq.
It’s not that these few companies want to seize food from the tiger’s mouth, but they want to seize the shares controlled by Wang Zhen. The white turbans are not afraid of offending the Chinese side at all. No matter how you make things difficult for them, they will obediently join in!
Therefore, when we came for the second time, the attitudes of the representatives from the five companies suddenly changed.
This arrogant attitude towards Gong made Wang Zhen very funny. Anyway, his attitude was as bad as ever.
"I wonder how many shares Mr. Wang holds?"
"You don't care how much I have!" Wang Zhen said angrily: "I don't want to talk about the big market now, let's talk about the Guanghui Real Estate Development Company first!"
"Currently, the company has developed a residential community, is developing another community, three communities to be developed, two ancillary commercial areas, and one commercial center, all of which have been planned!"
"Mr. Wang, what do you mean? We never said we wanted to acquire your real estate company."
"Haha, I never said anything about the big market being sold separately!" Wang Zhen sneered, "You don't naively think that I have defeated this battle and it can't be won, right?"
"Damn it, you want me to leave!"
"You're still fucking trying to take advantage of me!"
"It seems that I should agree to Khatib Hafiz's invitation to help him sort out the system and cultivate some real people of our own!"
(End of this chapter)
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