I want to be a warlord

Chapter 620 Wang Zhen, have you forgotten something?

Cardin is not dead after all.

Wang Zhen was very sorry that he could kill this guy with just a stretch of his hand, but Garp wouldn't let him do so.

Rules are rules.

If Cardin died of a heart attack caused by shock during the capture, that would be fine.

But if he died by other means, the CIA's upper management would inevitably conduct an investigation, and it would be difficult to hide some things.

Of course, this does not mean that Cardin will survive.

According to Karp, Cardin would commit suicide after the interrogation.

"Is there any fucking difference?" Wang Zhen spread his hands with a puzzled look on his face, "Is it easier to fart when you take off your pants?"

"Because the 'suicide' after the interrogation was a work mistake, the higher-ups saw your mistake. You admitted your mistake and then left some clues, but killing it in advance is not possible. What are you hiding? Is there anything that you cannot let your dearest friends know?" Does your boss know?" Garp asked sinisterly.

"If you die early, you will definitely be subject to strict investigation. We are an intelligence organization. You can make mistakes, but you cannot tolerate any concealment."

"Okay." Wang Zhen shrugged. He didn't understand the rules, but he respected them.

"How can I transfer the money to you?" Wang Zhen asked with a smile.

"It's still the same account as before." Karp said with a smile.

"Okay." Wang Zhen smiled and nodded.

Dividing the spoils is always the happiest thing.

4000 million US dollars, Wang Zhen will take 50% of it, 2000 million, Cap will take the remaining 35%, and Johnny Haddad will take 15%.

Compared to Iraq, Wang Zhen is now finally able to get ahead and get the big picture.

Karp takes 35%, that's because Karp wants to kill Cardin, and he also has to settle the blame from above.

Johnny Haddad paid the least, so he took 15% and just sent some people to South Sudan because he was responsible for fighting terrorists and could arrest people. He was not required to do anything else.

2000 million, Wang Zhen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The old guy was put into a car and taken away, and the CIA completed the arrest mission.

The few people in Wangzhen were all right, so they turned around and returned to Najishot. They had been away for several days, and they still missed them.

……

"Come out, come out, you bastards."

"Ooooh, let me out."

"God, please!"

"As long as you let me out, I will promise you anything!"

"I have money!"

"Come on, fuck me, whatever you want, just let me out!"

In the basement of the Juba dock, Belem Matheson and two servants shouted feebly.

In fact, I screamed quite loudly when I woke up on the first day.

But after a few days, except for someone delivering food once a day, they saw no one.

Every day, a small light bulb is turned on only when food is delivered, and only for half an hour. At other times, the entire basement is immersed in darkness.

It was humid, dark, the air was turbid, the weather was unknown, and the time passed extremely long.

Fortunately, the three people arrested were able to talk to each other, otherwise...

Now Belem Matheson has gone mad.

People who have never been in prison cannot understand the feeling of being locked up.

Do you know why the prison keeps the lights on?

This is to make prisoners feel less depressed, and light always brings hope.

An underground black prison like this... can quickly drive prisoners crazy.

……

"Damn it, this broken road needs to be repaired!" Maybe there have been too many large trucks running on Najishot in recent months. The broken loess road has big potholes and small potholes. It's so bumpy!

This is the result of You Congyun arranging people to haul loess and road rollers for repairs every half month. The maintenance cost of the 50-kilometer section of Najishot and the main road alone is as high as tens of thousands of dollars every month!

"Go back and talk to Keir. Damn it, if you want to be rich, you have to build roads first!"

"Build a domestic railway!"

Wang Zhen complained while eating breakfast. It was still dark yet, which meant that he had notified him to come back in advance, so breakfast was prepared in the cafeteria.

"I'm also puzzled by what you said." Li Guanghua was supervising the hotel project in Najishot. He got up early to accompany him and put down the soy milk in his hand. "As for the ties between Nansu and our country, apply for assistance and build domestic railways." It shouldn’t be a big problem!”

"Before, it could be said that civil wars were too frequent and it was not safe enough. But with the signing of the peace agreement last year, Kiir's advantage has become greater. It's time to take action!"

"The Tanzania-Zambia Railway we supported back then is over 50 years old, and the loan has not been paid off yet. We will simply waive it later. Once the railway is in their hands, they can't wait for accidents to happen every day!" Wang Zhen couldn't help complaining again. , “After this, there are the Benguela Railway, the Akkar Railway, the Mombasa-Nairobi Railway, and the Addis Ababa-Djibouti Railway... I guess I finally found out that there are too many arrears and it can’t be repaired!”

“You have money and nowhere to spend it!”

"Then if the country suddenly decides to support railway construction in South Jiangsu, will you support it?" Guo Jingyun suddenly raised his head and asked.

"We must support it!" Wang Zhen did not hesitate, with a matter-of-fact expression, "Yes, I am the legendary double-labeled dog!" The small canteen was filled with a happy atmosphere.

However, this road problem really needs to be solved. It is not a problem if it continues like this!

……

"I've made money, I've made money, how should I spend it!" When he saw Natalia the next day, Wang Zhen walked and jumped, quite embarrassed.

"A lot!" Natalia snorted coldly.

"It's enough money anyway. If you don't have money, think of a solution. As long as your thinking doesn't slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties!" Wang Zhen said with a smile.

"Hmph! I bet you will spend all the money soon!" Natalia curled her lips, not wanting to look at the face of a villain like Wang Zhen.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Wang Zhen shouted from behind.

……

"Mr. Wang, this is our PHS. Take a look and see what you like." Che Yaxian smiled and pointed to the six PHS placed on the table.

The PHS network has been basically laid out during this period, so she naturally wants to sell the PHS as well. She can't let Wang Zhen go to China to buy it by himself.

Today's PHS is different from what it used to be in China.

Like a mobile phone, it has a large screen, runs on Android, and has all the necessary functions. It can also access the Internet, but the Internet speed is a little slower.

Of course, Najishot only has a city LAN. Under normal circumstances, he will install some office apps on his mobile phone and use them on the intranet.

"Let's keep 500 of each. It's up to everyone to choose." Wang Zhen said nonchalantly. A PHS only costs 120 US dollars, and buying them all only costs 36 US dollars.

Having just made a fortune, Wang Zhen is now very wealthy.

Besides, in addition to being distributed as office equipment and welfare, this thing can also be sold to the outside world, and the money can be earned back in time.

Anyway, that’s what Wang Zhen thinks…

In fact, Transsion's mobile phone is only at this price here, and its performance is much better than PHS in all aspects.

Of course, it's not that Che Yaxian wants to deceive Wang Zhen. It's because the output of PHS is too low, which in turn drives up the price of mobile phones.

no way.

As the first batch of 500 PHS units were distributed, the work efficiency of the entire support team immediately improved. According to subsequent statistics by Weng Kelin, the efficiency increased by at least 20%.

On the third day, a mobile phone sales store opened in Najishot, and PHS officially entered the Najishot market.

……

"Wang, have you forgotten something?" Shovel called, his tone full of smiles.

"Ah? What's the matter?" Wang Zhen squinted his eyes and thought about it, "No, right?"

"I would like to mention someone, Belem Matheson."

"Fuck!" Wang Zhen slapped his forehead, "Is he okay?"

"The people over at the warehouse informed me this morning that the situation is not good, and maybe they are going crazy." Shovel said with a smile: "What are you planning to do? Or just throw it into the Nile."

"Why are you so cruel?" Wang Zhen's eyes widened, "Hurry up and get him out and tidy up. I'll go over and have a chat with him before I make a decision."

"Okay, whatever you want."

……

After being released from the underground prison, Belem Matheson breathed in the fresh air with great force. He had never felt that the air was so fresh and beautiful.

Several black people took Bellem Matheson to wash up. Looking at himself in the mirror, Berame Matheson grinned.

Not unkempt, at least not unkempt, because there is no hair!

Washed, shaved, and put on new clothes, Belem Matheson felt like he was fucking alive again.

He still didn't know who kidnapped him, but he probably guessed it was Brilliance Defense.

At least before Guanghui Defense came to Nansu, I was very cool, and the underground world of Nansu was also peaceful!

Sure enough, a few hours later, he saw Wang Zhen walking in, immediately ejected and said hello respectfully, "Respectable Mr. Wang, nice to meet you."

Wang Zhen looked around at Belem Matheson carefully and said, "Sorry, I forgot about you. I went back to Najishot, but I was detained for several days longer. Aren't you angry?"

Belem Matheson raised his head suddenly, what do you mean you forgot?

Did you say that so easily?

"No, I won't be angry, how could I be, hehe, hehe." Belem Matheson said with a dry smile.

"Well, I choose to believe you. After all, I'm so busy, so I can't help it." Wang Zhen sat down by himself, opened the cigar box and put it on the coffee table. Bellam Matheson immediately came over and started to sort it out. skilled.

Wang Zhen crossed his legs and just looked at him, saying with a slightly regretful tone: "If you act like this, I suddenly feel reluctant to kill you."

Bellam Matheson's hand froze, and then he started to burn a cigar again, "Although I don't know what I did wrong, there is no point in killing me, sir, I am just a middleman."

"Did Bedi Pauly give you confidence?" Wang Zhen's tone became colder.

"Sir, please." Belem Matheson handed over the cigar, "I must admit that I helped Cardin contact the Lord's Resistance Army, but what I want to say is that even without me, there will be others. , they are already in contact, our purpose at Bedi Pauli is just to convey information and not to get involved in any personal grudges."

"In addition, Bedi Pauly will not give me any confidence. Even if you kill me now, Bedi Pauly will not take any revenge against you."

(End of this chapter)