Chapter 637： : Nobel shameless award
Francis has been "promoted". In the new election, he was elected as the new leader of Eritrea with 71.25% of the votes. This talented student who graduated from New York University has finally realized his ideal and led this country with a population of 5 million. The small East African nation is starting to advance.
However, the premise is... don't be bullied too badly by Ethiopia.
According to information from the Savior Company, the two sides engaged in a small-scale war 30 kilometers east of Barentu, with losses to each other, but one of the dead in Eritrea was Francis' nephew, which made him very angry and expressed that he would The same is true for revenge, which created the factor of Tang Dao's visit to Evil.
"Nice to see you again, Nicholas, my friend." Francis in a suit gave Tang Dao a hug. He was an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time, more like a child who had been bullied miserably was saying "Dad "tell.
"I'm sorry, I already know what happened to you, God will bless Major Chapman and other soldiers, and the kingdom of heaven will always be good."
Tang Dao also showed a heavy expression appropriately. It is too easy for a qualified businessman to control his facial expression. Anyway, you treat your face as if it does not exist and don’t blush when you say it against your will. He should thank Francis nephew.
Your death made the Savior Company order more orders.
Speaking of his nephew, Francis also sighed. He was really full of expectations for that clever and smart nephew, and even sent him to Egypt to study at the Nasser Higher Military Academy. Become a major at 28?
However, it is useless to say these things now, and everyone is dead.
Savior Company: Thank you for the two hunters sent by the old iron, 666!
Tang Dao: Nothing else, let me show you what a master of facial expression control is.
He heaved a long sigh, his left cheek twitched slightly, the expression was not very obvious, there was a pity in the depths of his eyes, and he almost wiped away the tears that did not exist in the corners of his eyes, the little angel and others who followed hurriedly lowered their heads, unable to let Others saw the look on their faces.
Boss, it is absolutely sincere.
Tang Dao and Francis walked out of the airport side by side. Under the protection of bodyguards, the convoy headed for the presidential palace.
In the car, Francis kept holding Tang Dao's hand, expressing intimacy, "The Eritrean people have lost too much in the struggle with Ethiopia, and we need a batch of weapons."
Very straightforward, Africans speak so simply.
"Can."
Tang Dao nodded, and patted the co-pilot, Little Angel, on the shoulder. The other party took out the folder from his bag and handed it to the boss.
"Here are the weapons in my company's warehouse. As long as you place an order now, it will be delivered within four hours at the fastest. If you need a large amount, it will take one day at the latest. Within 24 hours, my delivery speed is faster than that of a bank." Payment is even faster.”
Tang Dao's business has never been divided into locations, and it is the most emotional in the car.
Francis took the folder, which was full of weapon models. The first one was the artillery. According to the fact that the border between Eritrea and Ethiopia belongs to the plateau area, the more practical ones are light, fierce, and fast artillery. In terms of price, they also give Great deal.
He looked over one by one. The car just stopped, and the pedestrians beside him couldn't hold back when they were waiting for the traffic light. See transportation system.
However, there are very few people who can abide by it. After Francis came to power, the first thing he did was to increase the public's awareness of the traffic law. So far, the effect is not very satisfactory, and he can't afford food. Who cares about it? Engage in spiritual construction?
Through the lathe, Tang Dao saw that the people outside were all walking numbly, with no clothes on their bodies, and the children were placed in the basin with their parents on top of their heads. This may be the future of the country. Of course, Tang Dao It is about the illiterate, ignorant poor.
The elite has determined his elite composition from the very beginning, just like Francis, he himself is the son of the largest tribal chief in Eritrea, and his matriarch is a well-known local political family. This combination makes him eligible to study at New York University, And come back, inherit the political legacy.
It can also allow him to squander such a large sum of money.
Do you think he is self-made? nonsense.
You laugh that he relies on his parents, and he laughs that your house is not as big as his.
Francis closed the folder, looked at Tang Dao, and then at the little angel reflected in the rearview mirror. After hesitating for a moment, he still said, "I want to hire you to fight for me."
"Of course, our company has this business."
Tang Dao was startled, then nodded with a smile, "This is a very good choice. Our company has experienced mercenaries who can complete any task assigned by the employer, of course, as long as they give money."
He said the money so frankly, without reservation at all, but Francis thinks it should be so, "I want to hire about 200 mercenaries, our struggle with Ethiopia is already very cruel, my soldiers..." Francis said here Suddenly, embarrassment appeared on his face, as if he had thought of something.
The fighting power of Eritrea's soldiers is completely incomparable with that of Ethiopia. They are at a disadvantage from comprehensive national strength to individual confrontation. In Africa, people are used to it and don't care about it anymore.
"We can offer $30 million," Fulanisco said.
Tang Dao glanced at him, this guy seems to be invested by someone else behind him, the previous 700 million US dollars is to sell 45% of the energy mines, let the British energy company invest in them, now the 30 million, I am afraid it is sold again something.
Eritrea is small, no matter how rich the energy is, if it continues to be squandered like this, it may become poor and empty in a short time. This kind of practice has a typical burning potential. Those generous capitalists will give you tens of millions, and you will take it. It is so bold , it's really...stupid.
Even if he had studied at New York University, he couldn't resist the kind of stupidity in his bones.
However, what's the matter with Tang Dao? It's like he knows that the so-called African massacre will happen in the future, and he can change it, but why change it? What are the benefits of the change? What benefits? Africa is not a place that can be explained by a certain organization. These Africans believe in strength more, and the Savior Company has absolute battlefield capabilities, so Francis believes in him.
It's that simple Tang Dao put on a embarrassed look, "30 million 200 people, I'm afraid..."
"Nicholas!" Before Tang Dao finished speaking, Francis interrupted him. The black man looked at him with a very sincere look, and said bitterly, "We don't have much money anymore, but Eritrea's Peace cannot be lacking, what we want to fight for is more freedom, for the sake of our cooperation many times, help us."
Tang Dao sneered in his heart, NMB, playing this game with me, I don’t like the hypocrisy of women, how about you? Of course, to act, you have to have an opponent. He also showed a look of embarrassment, struggling, tangled, and finally sighed, "Well, who made us good friends."
When we go back, we will ask people to bring over the temporary workers who have been trained for four or five months.
Grass!
30 million is just that many people.
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However, the premise is... don't be bullied too badly by Ethiopia.
According to information from the Savior Company, the two sides engaged in a small-scale war 30 kilometers east of Barentu, with losses to each other, but one of the dead in Eritrea was Francis' nephew, which made him very angry and expressed that he would The same is true for revenge, which created the factor of Tang Dao's visit to Evil.
"Nice to see you again, Nicholas, my friend." Francis in a suit gave Tang Dao a hug. He was an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time, more like a child who had been bullied miserably was saying "Dad "tell.
"I'm sorry, I already know what happened to you, God will bless Major Chapman and other soldiers, and the kingdom of heaven will always be good."
Tang Dao also showed a heavy expression appropriately. It is too easy for a qualified businessman to control his facial expression. Anyway, you treat your face as if it does not exist and don’t blush when you say it against your will. He should thank Francis nephew.
Your death made the Savior Company order more orders.
Speaking of his nephew, Francis also sighed. He was really full of expectations for that clever and smart nephew, and even sent him to Egypt to study at the Nasser Higher Military Academy. Become a major at 28?
However, it is useless to say these things now, and everyone is dead.
Savior Company: Thank you for the two hunters sent by the old iron, 666!
Tang Dao: Nothing else, let me show you what a master of facial expression control is.
He heaved a long sigh, his left cheek twitched slightly, the expression was not very obvious, there was a pity in the depths of his eyes, and he almost wiped away the tears that did not exist in the corners of his eyes, the little angel and others who followed hurriedly lowered their heads, unable to let Others saw the look on their faces.
Boss, it is absolutely sincere.
Tang Dao and Francis walked out of the airport side by side. Under the protection of bodyguards, the convoy headed for the presidential palace.
In the car, Francis kept holding Tang Dao's hand, expressing intimacy, "The Eritrean people have lost too much in the struggle with Ethiopia, and we need a batch of weapons."
Very straightforward, Africans speak so simply.
"Can."
Tang Dao nodded, and patted the co-pilot, Little Angel, on the shoulder. The other party took out the folder from his bag and handed it to the boss.
"Here are the weapons in my company's warehouse. As long as you place an order now, it will be delivered within four hours at the fastest. If you need a large amount, it will take one day at the latest. Within 24 hours, my delivery speed is faster than that of a bank." Payment is even faster.”
Tang Dao's business has never been divided into locations, and it is the most emotional in the car.
Francis took the folder, which was full of weapon models. The first one was the artillery. According to the fact that the border between Eritrea and Ethiopia belongs to the plateau area, the more practical ones are light, fierce, and fast artillery. In terms of price, they also give Great deal.
He looked over one by one. The car just stopped, and the pedestrians beside him couldn't hold back when they were waiting for the traffic light. See transportation system.
However, there are very few people who can abide by it. After Francis came to power, the first thing he did was to increase the public's awareness of the traffic law. So far, the effect is not very satisfactory, and he can't afford food. Who cares about it? Engage in spiritual construction?
Through the lathe, Tang Dao saw that the people outside were all walking numbly, with no clothes on their bodies, and the children were placed in the basin with their parents on top of their heads. This may be the future of the country. Of course, Tang Dao It is about the illiterate, ignorant poor.
The elite has determined his elite composition from the very beginning, just like Francis, he himself is the son of the largest tribal chief in Eritrea, and his matriarch is a well-known local political family. This combination makes him eligible to study at New York University, And come back, inherit the political legacy.
It can also allow him to squander such a large sum of money.
Do you think he is self-made? nonsense.
You laugh that he relies on his parents, and he laughs that your house is not as big as his.
Francis closed the folder, looked at Tang Dao, and then at the little angel reflected in the rearview mirror. After hesitating for a moment, he still said, "I want to hire you to fight for me."
"Of course, our company has this business."
Tang Dao was startled, then nodded with a smile, "This is a very good choice. Our company has experienced mercenaries who can complete any task assigned by the employer, of course, as long as they give money."
He said the money so frankly, without reservation at all, but Francis thinks it should be so, "I want to hire about 200 mercenaries, our struggle with Ethiopia is already very cruel, my soldiers..." Francis said here Suddenly, embarrassment appeared on his face, as if he had thought of something.
The fighting power of Eritrea's soldiers is completely incomparable with that of Ethiopia. They are at a disadvantage from comprehensive national strength to individual confrontation. In Africa, people are used to it and don't care about it anymore.
"We can offer $30 million," Fulanisco said.
Tang Dao glanced at him, this guy seems to be invested by someone else behind him, the previous 700 million US dollars is to sell 45% of the energy mines, let the British energy company invest in them, now the 30 million, I am afraid it is sold again something.
Eritrea is small, no matter how rich the energy is, if it continues to be squandered like this, it may become poor and empty in a short time. This kind of practice has a typical burning potential. Those generous capitalists will give you tens of millions, and you will take it. It is so bold , it's really...stupid.
Even if he had studied at New York University, he couldn't resist the kind of stupidity in his bones.
However, what's the matter with Tang Dao? It's like he knows that the so-called African massacre will happen in the future, and he can change it, but why change it? What are the benefits of the change? What benefits? Africa is not a place that can be explained by a certain organization. These Africans believe in strength more, and the Savior Company has absolute battlefield capabilities, so Francis believes in him.
It's that simple Tang Dao put on a embarrassed look, "30 million 200 people, I'm afraid..."
"Nicholas!" Before Tang Dao finished speaking, Francis interrupted him. The black man looked at him with a very sincere look, and said bitterly, "We don't have much money anymore, but Eritrea's Peace cannot be lacking, what we want to fight for is more freedom, for the sake of our cooperation many times, help us."
Tang Dao sneered in his heart, NMB, playing this game with me, I don’t like the hypocrisy of women, how about you? Of course, to act, you have to have an opponent. He also showed a look of embarrassment, struggling, tangled, and finally sighed, "Well, who made us good friends."
When we go back, we will ask people to bring over the temporary workers who have been trained for four or five months.
Grass!
30 million is just that many people.
…
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