Chapter 447： : leverage capital
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Slap~!
Basil lit the lighter worth thousands of dollars in his hand, smacked his cigar, and tapped Erlang's legs. The flames reflected the gloomy look on his entire face, making him look extraordinarily pervasive. He was the only one in the entire office, and the other Curtains blown by the wind.
"There are always stupid idiots, hoping to leverage capital, but who can resist capital?"
He shook his head talking to himself, not saddened by Lippmann's death at all, that so-called conscience may have been covered by dollars long ago, even if it was a colleague who had been with him for several years, He's a stupid old man!
Basil took a long breath, stood up, and put the cigar that had been dangling for a long time back into the co-op.
It's a few hundred dollars a piece, and I'm still a bit reluctant to smoke it.
He was now going to comfort General Hassan's wounded heart.
Then hold a grand memorial service for Lippmann, the dead should enjoy the respect he deserves.
Crack!
Hassan gritted his teeth, and the pen in his hand made a heavy sound like steel. He seemed to be breaking, his eyes were bloodshot. When he heard the news that Lippmann was attacked and killed, he had been sitting in the office, Even when the secretary came to look for him, he threw him out.
He and Lippmann have been good friends for more than ten years. Although he feels that the other party is very radical, it has to be said that the latter played a very important role in his ruling career. This kind of provocation, he even probably knows who is behind it, the savior! Even if they didn't do it directly, it must have something to do with them indirectly.
Moreover, there are people inside who have a dirty deal with that Asian.
This is what Hassan was afraid of. His position was not very secure. Of course, it was also like a warning. In the world of capital, Somalia's head can be changed. The last Aidid, the next one may be called Buzz you.
Boom.
Hassan's thoughts were interrupted by a cautious knock on the door.
"I said, don't bother me!" He suppressed his anger.
"First... sir, General Basil and Mr. Falconer are here." The secretary said in a frightened way outside. There was still a faint pain on his forehead, which was caused by Hassan hitting him with an ashtray. It is impossible if there is no resentment in my heart, I just endured it for the sake of my work.
Falconer!
Basil!
These two names made Hassan's brain congest instantly, but in the end reason overcame everything, and he said in a deep voice, "Please come in."
The secretary looked at the two big guys behind him, and was about to open the door for them with a smirk. At this moment, Basil took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket, put it in the secretary's hand, and said gently, "Let's deal with it first. The wound, Mr. Hassan is not in a good mood, don't worry about it."
The secretary was immediately moved, and kept thanking her.
I don't care about the $100, but a kind of respect.
What he saw in Basil's eyes was equality.
This made the secretary very grateful.
Basil smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and Falconer took a deep look beside him. Did this rough soldier have other thoughts?
No one is an idiot.
When they opened the door and entered, Hassan also stood up with a sad face, "You are here."
"Sir." Falconer nodded towards the other party.
"We heard that Lippmann was assassinated...I think this is a provocation, and the criminal must be brought to justice." Basil frowned, his voice thick, "They killed my most respected colleague, and I will personally Get them."
Hassan looked at Basil, and had to say that the latter was quite upright in appearance, not too dark, and his mother was white, so he looked a little handsome, and he frowned, giving people a sense of humor. A serious feeling.
"Okay." Hassan agreed.
"Although Lippmann was assassinated, the intelligence work cannot be stopped..." Basil continued to say, and Hassan thought about it, so he heard him continue, "I recommend Falconer to be the Minister of Intelligence."
Falconer's face was unremarkable, and he obviously knew it already.
Hassan looked at the other party, a flash of disbelief flashed deep in his eyes, did Falconer also "vote" for that Asian?
"I feel like I'm up to it, and I can do it well."
"Then I wish you luck." Hassan was injured, and he didn't bother to say much, but waved his hand to indicate that they could leave.
After Falconer and Basil looked at each other, they left. The consolation that should be done has been comforted, and the power that should be divided has also been divided. Do you want to stay for dinner? Of course, he also closed the door by the way, and Hassan inside did not hide his anger at all, and suddenly crackled, completely venting.
"Shall we go for a drink?" Basil invited.
"I want to drink Lafite."
"Of course there is..."
The two left side by side with a smile. Sometimes, there is no need for Tang Dao to come forward, and the beneficiary will protect the shared interests by himself. If Hassan learns well, maybe he can continue to enjoy the pleasure of being the "top leader". If there are other ideas, the army in Basil's hands will definitely have other ideas.
As for what the savior gave them?
Dividends of more than three million US dollars per year, as well as children's education expenses in the United States, and a yearly pocket money of 200,000 US dollars, of course, this does not include villas, luxury cars...
Tang Dao likes money very much, but he also understands that sometimes being generous is a way to maintain connections. He is not a stingy person. After a person dies, the money is still there, and that is the greatest tragedy.
…
"Don't worry, Mr. Aimaxin, I assure you that your company is safe and sound in Somalia. Okay, you are very welcome to come to Los Angeles next time." Tang Dao said politely before hanging up the phone. He was wiping Mister's ass. This was the eighth call he received. This Aimashin is the president of Israel Heavy Metal Specialty Company. He is actually a puppet, and there are people behind him.
They also have mines in Somalia, which are important resources.
Tang Dao didn't dare to provoke them now, but in order to maintain local law and order, they didn't make things difficult for Tang Dao, they just asked him to guarantee his interests.
"Boss, the movie box office of the movie theaters came out yesterday."
The butler came over, "Ms. Douglas called just now, I thought you were busy, so I picked up. She said that yesterday, the box office of "Lord of War" was 4.15 million US dollars, ranking fourth at the box office. Around $30 million."
Tang Dao was also shocked by this statistic, is this a money grab?
No wonder so many companies entered the entertainment industry later on This is simply a robbery. The total investment is 50 to 60 million. If you want to earn back, at least hundreds of millions, but watch "Lord of War" If it is like this every day, it will be easy to pay back, and even make a fortune, which is much more profitable than Tang Dao's hard work as an arms dealer.
Of course, he also knows that this is a small probability event, and most of them still lose a lot.
He just responded calmly. The housekeeper saw that the boss was not very interested, so he didn't say much, and left quietly. Tang Dao sat on the sofa and smoked a cigarette, and then called Brother Ma who was still floating in the sea. Instead of talking on the phone, let him hide for a while. There are still people watching this matter.
"You go to Ukraine, Cherkovso needs someone to help him, and let him choose some people, I plan to send them to Israel with the elite employees of the umbrella to study key personnel protection, I want to work in the old The United States opened a private security, mainly responsible for the protection of the wealthy class, when the time comes, you will be in charge of the business here, and also, bring Wu Lihui to Israel, he is going crazy now."
…
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Slap~!
Basil lit the lighter worth thousands of dollars in his hand, smacked his cigar, and tapped Erlang's legs. The flames reflected the gloomy look on his entire face, making him look extraordinarily pervasive. He was the only one in the entire office, and the other Curtains blown by the wind.
"There are always stupid idiots, hoping to leverage capital, but who can resist capital?"
He shook his head talking to himself, not saddened by Lippmann's death at all, that so-called conscience may have been covered by dollars long ago, even if it was a colleague who had been with him for several years, He's a stupid old man!
Basil took a long breath, stood up, and put the cigar that had been dangling for a long time back into the co-op.
It's a few hundred dollars a piece, and I'm still a bit reluctant to smoke it.
He was now going to comfort General Hassan's wounded heart.
Then hold a grand memorial service for Lippmann, the dead should enjoy the respect he deserves.
Crack!
Hassan gritted his teeth, and the pen in his hand made a heavy sound like steel. He seemed to be breaking, his eyes were bloodshot. When he heard the news that Lippmann was attacked and killed, he had been sitting in the office, Even when the secretary came to look for him, he threw him out.
He and Lippmann have been good friends for more than ten years. Although he feels that the other party is very radical, it has to be said that the latter played a very important role in his ruling career. This kind of provocation, he even probably knows who is behind it, the savior! Even if they didn't do it directly, it must have something to do with them indirectly.
Moreover, there are people inside who have a dirty deal with that Asian.
This is what Hassan was afraid of. His position was not very secure. Of course, it was also like a warning. In the world of capital, Somalia's head can be changed. The last Aidid, the next one may be called Buzz you.
Boom.
Hassan's thoughts were interrupted by a cautious knock on the door.
"I said, don't bother me!" He suppressed his anger.
"First... sir, General Basil and Mr. Falconer are here." The secretary said in a frightened way outside. There was still a faint pain on his forehead, which was caused by Hassan hitting him with an ashtray. It is impossible if there is no resentment in my heart, I just endured it for the sake of my work.
Falconer!
Basil!
These two names made Hassan's brain congest instantly, but in the end reason overcame everything, and he said in a deep voice, "Please come in."
The secretary looked at the two big guys behind him, and was about to open the door for them with a smirk. At this moment, Basil took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket, put it in the secretary's hand, and said gently, "Let's deal with it first. The wound, Mr. Hassan is not in a good mood, don't worry about it."
The secretary was immediately moved, and kept thanking her.
I don't care about the $100, but a kind of respect.
What he saw in Basil's eyes was equality.
This made the secretary very grateful.
Basil smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and Falconer took a deep look beside him. Did this rough soldier have other thoughts?
No one is an idiot.
When they opened the door and entered, Hassan also stood up with a sad face, "You are here."
"Sir." Falconer nodded towards the other party.
"We heard that Lippmann was assassinated...I think this is a provocation, and the criminal must be brought to justice." Basil frowned, his voice thick, "They killed my most respected colleague, and I will personally Get them."
Hassan looked at Basil, and had to say that the latter was quite upright in appearance, not too dark, and his mother was white, so he looked a little handsome, and he frowned, giving people a sense of humor. A serious feeling.
"Okay." Hassan agreed.
"Although Lippmann was assassinated, the intelligence work cannot be stopped..." Basil continued to say, and Hassan thought about it, so he heard him continue, "I recommend Falconer to be the Minister of Intelligence."
Falconer's face was unremarkable, and he obviously knew it already.
Hassan looked at the other party, a flash of disbelief flashed deep in his eyes, did Falconer also "vote" for that Asian?
"I feel like I'm up to it, and I can do it well."
"Then I wish you luck." Hassan was injured, and he didn't bother to say much, but waved his hand to indicate that they could leave.
After Falconer and Basil looked at each other, they left. The consolation that should be done has been comforted, and the power that should be divided has also been divided. Do you want to stay for dinner? Of course, he also closed the door by the way, and Hassan inside did not hide his anger at all, and suddenly crackled, completely venting.
"Shall we go for a drink?" Basil invited.
"I want to drink Lafite."
"Of course there is..."
The two left side by side with a smile. Sometimes, there is no need for Tang Dao to come forward, and the beneficiary will protect the shared interests by himself. If Hassan learns well, maybe he can continue to enjoy the pleasure of being the "top leader". If there are other ideas, the army in Basil's hands will definitely have other ideas.
As for what the savior gave them?
Dividends of more than three million US dollars per year, as well as children's education expenses in the United States, and a yearly pocket money of 200,000 US dollars, of course, this does not include villas, luxury cars...
Tang Dao likes money very much, but he also understands that sometimes being generous is a way to maintain connections. He is not a stingy person. After a person dies, the money is still there, and that is the greatest tragedy.
…
"Don't worry, Mr. Aimaxin, I assure you that your company is safe and sound in Somalia. Okay, you are very welcome to come to Los Angeles next time." Tang Dao said politely before hanging up the phone. He was wiping Mister's ass. This was the eighth call he received. This Aimashin is the president of Israel Heavy Metal Specialty Company. He is actually a puppet, and there are people behind him.
They also have mines in Somalia, which are important resources.
Tang Dao didn't dare to provoke them now, but in order to maintain local law and order, they didn't make things difficult for Tang Dao, they just asked him to guarantee his interests.
"Boss, the movie box office of the movie theaters came out yesterday."
The butler came over, "Ms. Douglas called just now, I thought you were busy, so I picked up. She said that yesterday, the box office of "Lord of War" was 4.15 million US dollars, ranking fourth at the box office. Around $30 million."
Tang Dao was also shocked by this statistic, is this a money grab?
No wonder so many companies entered the entertainment industry later on This is simply a robbery. The total investment is 50 to 60 million. If you want to earn back, at least hundreds of millions, but watch "Lord of War" If it is like this every day, it will be easy to pay back, and even make a fortune, which is much more profitable than Tang Dao's hard work as an arms dealer.
Of course, he also knows that this is a small probability event, and most of them still lose a lot.
He just responded calmly. The housekeeper saw that the boss was not very interested, so he didn't say much, and left quietly. Tang Dao sat on the sofa and smoked a cigarette, and then called Brother Ma who was still floating in the sea. Instead of talking on the phone, let him hide for a while. There are still people watching this matter.
"You go to Ukraine, Cherkovso needs someone to help him, and let him choose some people, I plan to send them to Israel with the elite employees of the umbrella to study key personnel protection, I want to work in the old The United States opened a private security, mainly responsible for the protection of the wealthy class, when the time comes, you will be in charge of the business here, and also, bring Wu Lihui to Israel, he is going crazy now."
…
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