Red Alert: I am a sheikh in the Middle East

After watching for a while, the phone suddenly received a call.

Li Yiman took a look, it was Zuo Manqing.

"Sister Zuo, are you at work?" Li Yiman answered the phone and greeted her casually.

"Well." Zuo Manqing said in a good mood, "Last time you raised the price by two points, which has been specially approved by the higher authorities, but the monthly limit is only 20 tons. I have been busy with this for the past few days. I have a big head."

"Thank you, Sister Zuo!" Li Yiman said with a smile, "I saw a set of cosmetics two days ago, and I thought it was quite suitable for you, so I took a set on my own, and it should arrive in a week at most. Check it out!"

"Oh, don't be so polite between us." Zuo Manqing said in a relaxed voice, "When will you return to China, I'll invite you to soak in the hot spring..."

The two women laughed and chatted for nearly an hour before ending the call.

Zuo Manqing was very happy. Li Yiman helped her solve most of the purchasing tasks, and also got an extra set of foreign cosmetics.

Of course Li Yiman was also very happy, she helped Zhang Ga get a 2% price increase.

Although the limit is only 20 tons per month, 20% of 2 tons is calculated to be more than 2000 million.

More than 2000 million per month, a net profit of more than 2 million a year.

In this way, Li Yiman felt that he was worthy of the 3.9% commission he got!

……

That night, Zhenhua Energy Trading Company received 6 million oil payments.

Li Yiman immediately used the company's financial system to submit a list of prepaid taxes to the Sosili tax department.

The Minister of Taxation stared at the prepayment tax list, and then at the "individual tax rate adjustment contract" on his desk.

For a while, I was relieved and distressed.

It is gratifying that this extremely wealthy tax-paying father is temporarily retained.

What is distressing is that the tax rate of 2.1% is so much less tax!

That Isliman Lee is really good at bargaining!

Directly drove an armored vehicle, armed to bargain...

Thinking of that posture, the Minister of Taxation is still terrified.

Even that 0.1% was won by him at the risk of his life!

……

the next day.

After Zhang Ga woke up, after washing and dressing, he knocked on the door of the female reporter Odina.

Odina's hair was disheveled, her eyes were sleepy, and she stayed up late last night to revise the manuscript.

Zhang Ga gave Odina a passport with the official seal of Suoxili on it.

"Here, Suoxili has an award for outstanding media person of the year, go and claim it." Zhang Ga went straight to the point without any foreshadowing, "When you arrive at the airport, take this to pass the customs, and I will send someone to pick you up."

Odina was still in a daze, reflecting for a long time before she came to her senses.

"Receive...receive the award?" She pointed to her nose, "Me?"

"Ang, who are you?" Zhang Ga said, "Odina Gent, an independent media person, isn't that your name?"

Odina was stunned for a while before asking: "Then, why did you accept the award in Sausily?"

Zhang Ga said speechlessly: "Nonsense, our Voice of Fakhru is actually registered in Suoxili, and the tax is also paid to Suoxili. If you don't collect it there, where will you collect it?"

Odina was immediately discouraged.

One reason is that the country of Sossili is too small to be on the stage, and the awards are obviously not worth much.

Another reason is that she guessed that she was able to win this award, probably because the Voice of Fakhru paid a lot of taxes...

After all, Douyin paid more than 2000 million yuan for a single contract.

"Don't think the award is small!" Seeing her like this, Zhang Ga had no choice but to comfort her, "The size is also a trophy. Putting it in the window is also an encouragement to yourself. And taking an award back is a blessing to the fans who have supported you for so long. That said, it’s kind of a reward.”

Odina nodded, and immediately cheered up a bit, and said, "Then I'll clean up."

"Ah."

Zhang Gan hummed, then walked out of the base and walked towards the side cabin.

In fact, he can take Odina directly on board and take the sea to Sossly.

But he doesn't fully trust the woman.

After all, these white leftists are still too egotistical, only keen on their own ideas, and it is difficult to remain loyal to a certain individual or group.

If she wanted to gain Zhang Ga's complete trust, she had to go to the barracks by herself.

The "Cape No. [-]" ro-ro ship has been moored overnight outside the mouth of the Juba River and the Shabelle River.

This place is almost on the equator line, so although the northern hemisphere is in winter, the temperature here is not low.

Zhang Ga opened the door of the cabin, and the warm sea breeze blowing against his face refreshed him.

In the distance, a pink armed speedboat galloped towards, followed by a small cargo ship.

Half an hour later, Zhang Ga boarded the pink armed speedboat, a newest infantry squad assault vehicle, and a small cargo ship, and headed for the port of Modishu together.

On the pink armed speedboat, Li Yiman was wearing a marine camouflage uniform, holding a pink M4A1 carbine in his arms.

Sister Suo Zi wore big sunglasses on her face, and she was lying on a fixed beach chair, with a foot in a leather boot on the side of the boat, and said to Zhang Ga who jumped on board: "Hehe, you're done, Bugacha Thorpe wants to see you!"

Chapter 123 Rumors of Dismantling the Garrison Department

"See me?" Zhang Ga gave her a strange look.

What was strange to him was not why Bugacha Thorpe wanted to see him.

Instead, he wondered what Li Yiman meant by this.

Because Zhang Ga was originally going to meet with Bugacha Thorpe, after all, there was still a deal to be discussed between the two.

Sitting opposite Li Yiman, he said with a smile, "I normally sell goods, if it suits you, and if it doesn't suit you, why should I be afraid?"

"Hehe, if you talk to him with this attitude later, I'm afraid you won't be able to come back alive. He has a bad temper, and is arrogant, arrogant, and conceited. You'd better be careful."

What Li Yiman said made Zhang Ga lose his mind.

"What do you mean?" He asked confusedly.

Li Yiman pretended to be mysterious and said: "I won't tell you, anyway, be careful yourself."

Zhang Ga shrugged, he was not interested in playing charades with her anymore, and he didn't take such nonsensical warnings to heart.

He didn't believe that Mr. Thorpe would do anything to him, because there was no enmity between the two parties, there was no conflict of interest, there was no need, and he had his own way to protect himself.

Zhang Ga glanced at the ship and the pink rifle in her arms, then smiled and said, "Your hobby of colors is quite unique, unlike your style."

"My grandma gave it to me." Li Yiman shrugged and said helplessly, "She thought that girls like this kind of pink, so she specially asked people to paint the boat and gun in this shape. Alas, her old man didn't want to either. Thinking, how could a girl who likes to wield knives and guns like pink..."

The "grandmother" in her mouth is naturally Bugacha Thorpe's mother.

Zhang Ga felt strange for a while, that Li Yiman had always refused to recognize the father, but was willing to call the old lady grandma.

Li Yiman said disdainfully: "That man is an asshole, but my grandma is not!"

"It makes sense..." Zhang Ga could only nod his head.

"By the way, I just received the news." Li Yiman suddenly became serious and said, "Early this morning, Mtamba called most of his secondary middlemen to Algiers for a meeting. something."

Zhang Ga was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Algiers is the capital of Algeria, a North African country, and the seat of the French North African Garrison.

But Zhang Ga immediately smiled and said, "What does it have to do with me? Anyway, I'm only here for business. After attending the arms fair, I'll leave after selling the goods. Other things have nothing to do with me."

Under the sunglasses, Li Yiman rolled his big eyes.

……

Suburbs of Algiers.

The North African Garrison occupies a large area with convenient transportation and indirectly controls the entire port of Algiers.

Their base is like a small city made up of barracks and warehouses, lying between the city and the port.

If you look down from above, this small city is like a piece of blue-green dog skin plaster, sticking to this khaki-yellow land incomparably!

Major Demps, who had just been evacuated from Garland, and Lieutenant Colonel Kahn met at the entrance of the hospital in the camp.

Dempsey had just visited Kevin and came out of the hospital.

And Kahn was about to go in.

The last time he was stationed in the Garland country, he was beaten to pieces by an unreasonable blasting attack, which not only shamed Kahn's military honor, but also left him with tinnitus.

Therefore, Lieutenant Colonel Kahn must go to the hospital for regular checkups.

When the two were in Garland, they didn't deal with each other very much.

But now, after withdrawing to the Garrison Department, they have been relieved of all their posts, temporarily unemployed in the camp, and have to accept investigations by their superiors from time to time.

Therefore, at this moment, they feel a bit of sympathy for each other.

Now that the two met, Kahn was not in a hurry to go in, but took out a pack of Marlboro and gave one to Dempsey.

Dempsey was also polite, and after lighting it, he handed the fire to Kahn.

"How is your tinnitus?" Dempsey asked with concern amidst the smoke.

"It's okay, it's improved a lot." Kahn said with a wry smile, "Where's Kevin, how's his injury?"

"Hehe, you idiot." Dempsey scolded, "Obviously he can be discharged from the hospital, but he spends his days here arguing with the little nurse!"

Kahn smiled and said, "Alright, anyway, I have nothing to do after leaving the hospital, why not..."

Halfway through the speech, the smile on his face disappeared and he became rather desolate.

Dempsey's mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

The two of them didn't speak any more, they finished smoking a cigarette with sullen heads, and were about to leave separately.

Kahn said suddenly: "Hey, Dempsey, have you heard?"

"What?" Dempsey stopped.

"There are voices in the country that the North African Garrison Department is about to be abolished..." Kahn blinked, "and an audit is required."

Demps was taken aback.

He hasn't heard the news yet.

But he had no doubts about Kahn's intelligence.

Because Kahn's father-in-law works in the Ministry of Defense, and his position is not low!

Of course, Kahn was able to climb up to such a father-in-law not because of how awesome this kid was, but purely because he was handsome, like a fucking little boy.

And his wife, the daughter of a senior official, is 14 years older than him!

So Dempsey envied and sympathized with Kahn.

Thinking back to Kahn's information, Dempsey lowered his voice and asked: "Is it really going to be abolished? And if you check the accounts, won't it be a big problem?"

How tricky the North African Garrison is, anyone who has been here will more or less hear about it.

"Abolishment will definitely be abolished!" Kahn said with great certainty, "The burden of defense funds is too heavy, and the international situation is so tense, the economy will definitely decline..."

"Wait." Before Kahn could finish speaking, Dempsey said in a daze, "Isn't the North African Garrison making money? Why do they want to occupy defense funds?"

Kahn spat on the ground and sneered, "Hehe, what a fart!"

Chapter 124 Commission Increase, 30%!

If it was more than ten years ago, then the North African Garrison Department was indeed very profitable.

This veritable vampire has sucked a lot of wealth from this land. Not only can he support more than 1 garrisons, but he can also hand over an extremely considerable amount of funds to the French treasury every year.

However, I don't know when the North African Garrison began to make ends meet.

It even needs to occupy part of the national defense funds to maintain the current situation.