Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 30 Robert William

Sean ignored the major general's angry look, as if he was about to spit out fire, and casually stepped into the car arranged by the other party.

As soon as he sat down, Andre gave a thumbs up: "Boss, you are so arrogant, aren't you afraid of what the other party will do in anger?"

"laugh!"

Sean glanced at him and sneered: "Are you kidding? We are victims. I am a legal businessman. You are legal employees, not illegal mercenaries. I have a lawyer and enough money. Even if I go to court, I can make him lose even his underpants, and how can I use public opinion to attack him and get so angry?"

Kuwait Continental Hotel.

The major general slapped a cup of coffee in front of Sean. His face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, his body leaned forward, and his eyes were sharp. This is the most common body language during interrogation, which can put a certain amount of pressure on the person being interrogated.

It's a pity that Sean and his group don't accept this at all.

Are you kidding me? Sean has participated in countless battles in his past life and killed countless people. Most of his employees are elite special forces from various countries. Who hasn't received anti-interrogation training?

Even though the two technicians and the Spanish gunman were both from the army, their psychological qualities were strong enough. At least this little trick couldn't put any pressure on them.

The major general didn't waste any more nonsense. He put a recorder on the table and said seriously to Sean: "Mr. Sean, I will record the following conversations. I hope you can cooperate and don't make it difficult for me." Do."

Sean took a sip of coffee, sat back on the sofa with a straight face, crossed his legs, and stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation.

"Very well, first question, please tell me what are you doing in Dubai?"

Sean said: "Our company has commercial activities in Dubai. You can contact my lawyer, Ms. Diana, about this. Oh, by the way, the Dubai official also has my file. You can also contact them to check."

The major general nodded and continued: "Very good, second question, can you tell me the main business scope of your company?"

Sean said helplessly: "Mr. Major General, the full name of my company is Baige Private Security Consulting Company. You already understand it, okay? It's private protection and military assistance. If the general needs this, please contact me and I will give it to you." Providing the most elite warriors.”

In many countries, the military will hire some PMC company personnel as instructors to help train soldiers. Such military assistance is also one of the main revenue-generating business segments of most PMC companies.

Then he asked a few random questions, all of which were of little value. Sean answered them one by one, and the other party left without further entanglement.

After the other party left, Andre was the first to twist his neck uncontrollably, picked up his coffee and drank it in one gulp: "Sukabule, this guy acted like he was torturing the prisoner, it was really like facing his disgusting face. Give him a good beating in the face!"

Sean smiled and said: "On other people's territory, you have to let others act like they are the masters. We are businessmen and we have to be friendly to make money. In this way, let's think of a way to solve this hijacking incident by Baige Security." disclosed to those reporters.”

Andre's eyes lit up, he gave a thumbs up and said: "Great, Boss, this way you can advertise our company for free, and you can also prevent the other party from directly taking the credit for yourself and putting money on your face." , disgusting and disgusting to each other, wonderful!"

Normally, if something similar happens, the news will probably report something like this: This hijacking incident is very bad, and the terrorists are very cruel, but fortunately we have heroic soldiers who fight tenaciously against the terrorists, and eventually we will All the terrorists were killed, the hostages were successfully rescued, and the lives and property of the passengers were protected!
  But if Sean had revealed the news in advance, he would have had to add Baige security when reporting it.

"Asshole! Damn businessman, damn Baige security!" The next day, when the major general responsible for this incident saw the hijacking incident appearing on the Internet in detail from beginning to end, he would be so angry that he would Everything that could be smashed in the room was smashed to pieces, then he called his guards and led the people straight to the Continental Hotel.

When he arrived at the door of the hotel, he was surrounded by reporters, which made him have veins on his forehead. But after all, he still had sense and suppressed the urge to draw a gun and shoot.

"Please leave here, interviews are not allowed here!"

He waved his hand and asked the guards to separate the reporters. Now the reporters became even more excited and asked all kinds of pointed questions.

"Mr. Major General, is it because the government played a marginal role in this hijacking?"

"Mr. Major General, when will the press conference be held?"

"Mr. Major General, this hijacking was handled by a private security company, and you just helped collect the bodies. Does that mean that the other party is more capable than you?"

Listening to the miscellaneous sharp questions that kept coming to his ears, the major general looked livid, clenched his fists, and walked into the hotel without looking back, leaving the reporters outside to sigh in disappointment.

As soon as he entered, he saw Sean and an old man in a suit and ties chatting and laughing. It seemed that they were having a good conversation, because the two of them were facing him sideways. He was so angry that he didn't look closely. He was so angry. walked straight over.

"Damn asshole!"

When he came closer, he roughly grabbed Sean's collar, eyes blazing, and glared at Sean fiercely: "Did you do it?!"

Sean sneered, took the other person's hand and forced it open before straightening his collar: "Mr. Major General, please don't touch my collar with your dirty hands. I'm a bit of a germaphobe."

The major general's face was livid, and veins popped out on his forehead. He was about to continue to rage when a careless voice from behind interrupted him.

"It's hard to imagine that a major general could be such a rude guy."

The major general's face turned darker when he heard this, and he suddenly turned his head to stare at the old man. A familiar face made his pupils shrink suddenly.

Robert William!
  The old man has a gray beard and hair, and looks like an ordinary old man, but his face is just extraordinary, and he even has a certain reputation throughout the Middle East.

Robert, a Saudi national, is worth more than 50 billion U.S. dollars and is on the Forbes list. These are not enough to scare a major general, but by chance, he is in the media industry!
  Even His Majesty the King would treat such a person with courtesy!
  What's more, with the hijacking incident that just happened, this is a sensitive period!

The major general immediately regained his senses and no longer acted like an angry lion. Instead, he became a little cautious: "Mr. William..."

Robert waved his hand and smiled: "Mr. Major General, I am discussing business with Mr. Sean, so I hope to have a quiet environment. Are you in a hurry?"

(End of this chapter)