At 2:00 p.m., in a VIP suite of Manlanxing Huadu Hotel.
"Hello, sir. I'm Mr. Mandela's secretary—El." A gentle young man in an expensive suit politely bowed slightly to Tang Long who was standing at the door of the living room.
Tang Long, who had been waiting for the guests for a long time, noticed that the secretary did not call his name, and immediately knew that he did not want the people behind him to know his name. Although I wondered why my name should be kept a secret, I didn't say anything. I just made a gesture of invitation to the sofa and said, "Oh, hello, everyone, please sit down."
After everyone sat down, Tang Long asked directly without politeness: "Why didn't Mr. Mandela come?" Although Tang Long was talking to El, his eyes were on the four sturdy figures beside El, A big man with a face full of fortitude. As long as anyone with eyes sees these four big men, the first thought must be: soldiers, soldiers who have experienced many battles. Tang Long thought to himself: "It seems that this is the mercenary hired for me."
"Mr. Mandela couldn't come to meet you because he was in charge of the concert, so Mr. Mandela asked me to apologize to you on his behalf." Secretary El stood up and bowed slightly again, After seeing Tang Long nodding, he continued: "At the same time, Mr. Mandela also asked me to be responsible for completing the things agreed with you." As he spoke, he turned sideways to the person beside him who was about 180 centimeters tall and shaved his hair. The man with a straight back and straight eyes waved his hands and said, "Let me introduce to you, this is the head of the Tiger Mercenary Group—Mr. Ryan."
When Er wanted to continue the introduction, that Ryan suddenly stood up, stepped forward and saluted Tang Long as a mercenary, and then said, "Hi sir, I don't know what our mission is? As long as the price is right, whatever you want Whatever we do, we will do our best for you." When El didn't introduce the name of the young man wearing strange sunglasses in front of him, Ryan knew that the young man's identity needed to be kept secret, so he didn't ask. For mercenaries, it is too common to encounter such tasks where the identity of the employer needs to be kept secret.
El shook his head helplessly, a mercenary is a mercenary, and he talked about money as soon as he opened his mouth. Originally, I proposed to the chief to use the troops of the intelligence department to pretend to be mercenaries, but the chief said that real mercenaries must be used to avoid Tang Long's suspicion. I really don't know if these mercenaries who only care about money can perform their tricks well.
Tang Long, who has read too many novels, of course knows that mercenaries who live for money are like this, so he didn't care much and said, "Your task is to help me rescue my subordinates from the Butterfly Dance Club." The matter of going to the universe port to intercept the butterfly dance party was revealed.
After listening, Ryan said, "Please allow me to discuss it with my brother." Ignoring the reactions of Tang Long and the secretary, he left his seat with the three big men and walked aside to mutter.
After a while, Ryan came back after the discussion and said to Tang Long: "Since your goal is the Butterfly Ball, the commission we ask for is this amount." He raised a finger.
Tang Long nodded and said, "10 billion? No problem, as long as I can save my subordinates, even 100 billion is not a problem." 10 billion is nothing to Tang Long, who has a big wallet, and it is in his heart. , People cannot be exchanged for money.
Hearing Tang Long's words, Ryan and his three subordinates involuntarily opened their mouths, while that El was surprised. El didn't expect that Tang Long would be willing to pay so much money to save his subordinates. If he was really in the hands of Die Wuhui, he could buy him back with just a few hundred million. At the same time, El also glanced at Ryan. Of course, he knew that it was impossible for this little-known mercenary group to offer such a high price. Tang Long must have misunderstood it.
Ryan and the three subordinates looked at each other, and Ryan could tell from the eyes of the subordinates that they all wanted him to nod. Why are they so impatient, Ryan is very clear, because his original bid was 100 million.
Ryan struggled in his heart. It is of course a good thing to double the reward a hundred times, but his mercenary group is not worth the price at all. The other party will call out this price because the other party has misunderstood themselves. Ryan thought for a while, and felt that the reputation of the mercenary group was more important, so he said aloud: "Sir, you misunderstood, my asking price is 100 million." After saying this, Ryan obviously felt the stinging eyes from his subordinates . If it weren't for the concern that it was in front of outsiders, the subordinates would definitely have objected.
Tang Long was stunned for a moment, but quickly looked at Ryan with admiration. This is an honest person. If he encountered such a thing, he would definitely nod without further ado. Tang Long smiled and said, "I don't know how many members your mercenary group has?"
Ryan, who was thinking about how to explain to his subordinates when he went back, replied without hesitation when he heard this: "About 500 people."
Tang Long shook his head and said, "There are too few people." Before Ryan could speak, Tang Long stood up and continued: "I will give you 10 billion, and this money is at your disposal. In the past, I tried my best to invite as many mercenaries as possible. And the task was changed to eliminate the Butterfly Ball!" At this time, Tang Long's voice became extremely cold.
Tang Long knew that he didn't need mercenaries to help him rescue his subordinates, because relying on his more than one hundred fully armed special forces was enough to complete the task. But in order to eliminate the Butterfly Dance Club, a large group of mercenaries are still needed to help. Tang Long once made a promise to his subordinates that he would destroy anyone who hurt them! So when he rescued the person, it was the time for the Butterfly Dance Club to perish.
Ryan was stunned for a moment. Is this mysterious boy wearing W-shaped sunglasses so rich that he has a fever? Just throw out 10 billion. And he actually said to destroy the Butterfly Ball? Didn't he know that it was a gang organization with tens of thousands of people? Of course Ryan knew that if he refused, his brother might eat him raw. Besides, mercenaries work for money, it doesn't matter who their opponent is, as to whether they can win the Butterfly Ball or not is another matter. After thinking about this, he hurriedly nodded in agreement.
Next, Ryan and Tang Long agreed on the meeting time and place, and after receiving Tang Long's online payment, he immediately left the room with his subordinates, because it was only 3 hours before the time limit. As soon as he went out, one of the subordinates said: "Head, where can we recruit people in just 3 hours?" Before Ryan could speak, another subordinate laughed and said, "It's not better, we can't recruit people. , That upstart has nothing to say, we can take 10 billion by ourselves."
Ryan snorted coldly: "Do you want our reputation to be ruined? That boy is not an ordinary person. People in the Intelligence Department are respectful in front of him. It is of no benefit to us to offend him."
Hearing this, the four mercenaries couldn't help but nodded, remembering the respectful look of the secretary of the intelligence department. When the intelligence department found his mercenary group, he thought he had offended the intelligence department and almost begged for mercy. Although I still don't know who that boy is, but I know it's better not to provoke him. Seeing that he is always talking about it from his subordinates, and that 10 billion is handed out casually, you can tell that he is a high-ranking official. Let alone fighting him, this little mercenary regiment of mine is not even qualified to offend him.
Ryan ignored the reaction of his subordinates, and said to the subordinates beside him: "Contact me with other mercenaries and tell them that as long as they come here within 3 hours, they can participate in the mission with a total reward of 9 billion." Hearing this, The four mercenaries were stunned for a moment, but soon said with a happy smile: "The leader is wise."
When Ryan heard this, he could only sigh helplessly. If he didn't do this, as long as these people returned to the regiment, his status would be shaken.
"Mr. El, I don't know if there will be any changes in Die Wu? They really sent people away at 7 pm?" Tang Long asked after pouring Er a glass of red wine.
"Thank you." El thanked him, raised his glass and said with a smile: "Yes, Mr. Tang Long, they did send people away at 7 o'clock tonight. Please believe in the capabilities of our intelligence department. Besides, as long as As soon as there is a change in the Butterfly Ball, we will know immediately." Although El said this, he thought in his heart: "Even if the Butterfly Ball really decided to send people away at 7 o'clock tonight, the time will be changed now. , not to mention that there is no such thing at all. Hehe, I can only let you wait for a while at the space port."
El just wanted to clink glasses with Tang Long after saying those words, but found out that what Tang Long drank was milk, he couldn't help but feel stupid. He never thought that there are soldiers who like to drink milk!
When Er didn't know what to say, a rash person ran in without even knocking on the door, and shouted at Tang Long: "Sir, why don't I have the armor?"
El looked up and found a beautiful woman with bright red hair looking at Tang Long angrily. Seeing the angry look of this woman, El couldn't help but jump in his heart. Although I was at Laolang's place, I started to envy Tang Long when I saw the eight unconscious female soldiers. But when he saw the graceful appearance of the woman in front of him, El knew that he had begun to be jealous of Tang Long.
Tang Long didn't seem to be fascinated by the appearance of the woman in front of him at all. He took a sip of milk with a relaxed expression before answering the question: "What are you good at?"
Hearing this, the red-haired woman was stunned for a moment before replying, "I'm good at artillery. What does this have to do with not giving me armor?"
"Special armor is for close combat, while artillery is for long-range attacks. Of course it's not suitable for you." Another female voice came from outside the door.
El, who hadn't recovered from the astonishment just now, looked straight again, because seven or eight stunning women with looks no less than red-haired beauties entered the door. And the person who said that was a dark-haired, cold-looking, very young woman.
The red-haired woman said dissatisfiedly to the black-haired woman: "Aren't you good at computers? Then why can you participate?"
The black-haired woman shook her head and said, "Did you forget that besides being good at computers, I'm also a member of the Special Forces?"
When the red-haired woman was about to say something, a tall, blue-haired woman patted the red-haired woman on the shoulder and said, "Don't make trouble, don't I have a part to go?"
Although the red-haired woman muttered: "You are a fighter pilot, of course you don't have a role in fighting." But she didn't protest any more.
Although Er didn't know who these women were, he also knew that the women who could enter Tang Long's room were not ordinary soldiers. Judging from their number, they should be officers of the military prostitute company. Al was a little distressed, because for the first time he felt the lack of information. Regarding this SK23 company, except for Tang Long who can say that he knows a lot about it, the intelligence of the other personnel is almost ignorant. Who said that the military prostitute company used to hide in the dark? Not to mention my own intelligence department, even the Central Intelligence Department, I believe there is no information about these women.
"Where's Yuna?" Tang Long couldn't help asking when he saw that there was no shadow of Yuna among the girls.
The red-haired woman immediately answered, "Elder Sister and Li Wu are accompanying Sister Jie Si to form a team." Hearing this, El immediately began to collect information. With just this sentence, he knew the names of the three officers of the company. I also roughly guessed the positions and abilities of these three officers. It's just that El has never understood what the red-haired woman is talking about.
Tang Long was stunned for a moment when he heard this. Yuna is the eldest sister of the company, and Jess is the captain of the special forces. It is not surprising that they are in the formation, but why does Li Wu, a woman wearing a pair of big black-rimmed glasses, stay below to join in the fun? Isn't she a paperworker? Of course Tang Long didn't ask the question, because it's not good for people to care about sisters? Who's in the way
Seeing that Tang Long didn't introduce himself to the beauty, Er could only introduce himself enthusiastically to the beauty. Er showed a gentleman's etiquette and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, it's nice to meet you, I'm Mr. Mandela's secretary— El, will be responsible for fulfilling the agreement between Mr. Mandela and Mr. Tang Long."
Feeling good about himself, Al, who thought he could get the name of these beauties, especially the red-haired one, was disappointed because the beauties just nodded and said, "Hi, nice to meet you," and ignored him .
Maybe this kind of reaction from the beauties didn't hit El too hard, but the next scene made El couldn't help but go crazy. First of all, those beauties acted as if he didn't exist, and ignored him just by talking to Tang Long. Then the red-haired beauty yelled that she was so hot, so she took off her clothes and ran to the bathroom to take a shower. At the same time, the dark-haired beauty walked into the bedroom yawning, and she knew she was sleeping. How dare these women regard Tang Long's room as their own!
With this feeling, Er saw the man drinking milk while chatting with the beautiful woman with a calm expression, and his teeth itch with hatred. He mistakenly thought that Tang Long had already eaten these beauties, so he could not respond to these unusually ambiguous actions. El, who was sour in his heart, immediately got up, said a few words on the scene, and left. He decided to go back and wipe the oil of those female soldiers who were still unconscious in order to take revenge on Tang Long. Of course, he only dared to take advantage of it and dared not really eat those female soldiers. He would not do things that offended the officer and Tang Long.
Seeing that El was gone, Tang Long put down his juice and left Ling Li and Elsie's room, and returned to his VIP suite opposite. Looking at the special armor components and the matching giant weapons piled up in the living room, Tang Long couldn't help scratching his head and muttering, "How do I wear this thing? I don't want to be waited on to put it on like last time."
At 6:30 p.m., in the underground warehouse of Huadu Hotel, the warehouse that was originally full of goods no longer had any goods at this time, replaced by dense crowds and dozens of military transport vehicles.
Although El was standing beside Tang Long, he still stared fiercely at Tang Long who was a head taller than him. At this moment, Tang Long's whole body was covered in a set of metal armor except for his head. If El knew that Tang Long called, and four beauties, including the red-haired Elsie, helped put on this armor, he would probably be jealous again.
After seeing the armor, El finally knew what the red-haired beauty was referring to. But he was very surprised, how could Tang Long get hundreds of sets of special forces armor in one day? Is he really the one who offended the senior military officials? It is impossible for senior military officials who have a good relationship with the above to get so many special forces armors in such a short period of time. At the same time, El also looked at the more than 100 soldiers wearing this armor in the front row of the team. Unfortunately, they couldn't see the appearance of these soldiers, but he was sure that they were all beautiful and delicate girls. Of course, El also looked at the mature brown-haired beauty next to Tang Long from time to time. It seemed that she was the eldest sister of the red-haired beauty.
Tang Long coldly glanced at the nearly 10,000 people standing in front of him. Since he was wearing sunglasses, no one could feel his gaze. But for some reason, the more than one hundred female soldiers in special forces armor in the front row were able to hold their heads up when Tang Long looked at them. Although the mercenaries behind did not have such a reaction, everyone looked at the boy wearing sunglasses with fiery eyes, because this boy was his God of Wealth.
"Ryan, after I send you the signal, you immediately lead people to attack the nearby Butterfly Ball stronghold." Tang Long said to Ryan beside him. The information on the bases of the Butterfly Dance Party was given by El to Tang Long a long time ago. Of course, these bases were specially allocated by the Gendarmerie Division to the Intelligence Division.
Ryan nodded and said, "Yes, boss." Ryan didn't expect that he just sent a message, and suddenly dozens of mercenary groups came, and the number of mercenaries was almost tens of thousands. And most of them are mercenary groups that they have never heard of. Judging from the attitude of their teammates, it seems that they have just been established not long ago. Although Ryan was wondering why there were so many mercenaries in the vicinity suddenly, he remembered that there were only three or four mercenary regiments with a maximum of one or two thousand mercenaries in the vicinity a year ago. But he didn't care, anyway, his mercenary group's 1 billion rewards had already been taken, and the rest should be shared among these people.
"Mr. El, is there any problem with the police and military police?" Tang Long then asked El.
"Don't worry, Mr. Mandela has already dealt with it. As long as you don't go to the concert and shoot, it's fine even if you flip the planet upside down." El replied a little proudly.
Hearing this, Tang Long was not surprised, because these nearly 10,000 armed personnel had no difficulty entering Manlan Star and came here, which can explain why the Intelligence Department is the number one official force. But Tang Long was surprised by these armed mercenaries, how could so many people join the mercenaries? How could the Federation allow the existence of armed forces outside the government? Did the Federation never think that these armed forces would become hidden dangers? But Tang Long felt relieved when he thought that the Diewu Club, which had tens of thousands of armed personnel, had never been attacked by the government. This is a phenomenon caused by federal corruption, and because mercenaries are willing to do anything as long as they have money, I believe that many government officials must have hired these mercenaries to do some shady things, and because of this , the government will not ban mercenaries.
Tang Long took off his sunglasses, handed them over to Yuna who stayed by her side silently, and put on the helmet. When the helmet transmits the image, it directly acts on the optic nerve and forms an image in the pupil, so even people with deep myopia can see clearly. And if you wear this helmet after wearing glasses and the like, and let the lenses block the rays that hit the eyes, you will be blind.
"Okay, let's go." Following Tang Long's words, more than a hundred female soldiers wearing special forces armor, relying on the jet function of the armor, briskly ran to the personnel carrier and quickly boarded it. The remaining mercenaries waited in line under Ryan's command. After the troop carrier set off, they would divide into groups and hide near the stronghold of the Butterfly Dance Party.
The central square of Manlanxing, which was originally an empty square, had been surrounded by fences several meters high as early as a few weeks ago. This kind of fence can not only withstand the high-speed collision of floating vehicles, but also withstand the attack of laser pistols. It is completely guaranteed that the people inside will not be harmed.
The entire central square is only divided into four wide entrances according to the directions of southeast, northwest, and each entrance has 20 ticket gates. Usually there are only patrol police and a few guards around, but today there are thousands of armed policemen lined up outside every entrance here. There is no way, today is the time for the concert to start, and people have entered the venue as early as noon, let alone it starts in 30 minutes. In the face of hundreds of thousands of spectators, can you not send more people on guard
Don't get me wrong though, these armed police guards aren't aimed at ticket holders. All the people who entered the venue with tickets were high-ranking officials and dignitaries. These armed policemen were too late to protect them, so how could they dare to offend them. The people they are on guard against are those ordinary people who come with fake tickets or who are curious. For the ordinary people who come over, they can be beaten and scolded with electric prods to drive them away. As for those who wanted to sneak in with fake tickets, hehe, they just dragged them away without beating or scolding. But as for whether this kind of person can see the sun tomorrow, that's who knows. Say they are not afraid of being exposed by reporters? Don't worry, all the reporters are busy interviewing noble people inside. No reporter will be outside. This is the result of the joint request of the Intelligence Department and the Police Department. That's why the armed police are so unscrupulous in teaching those blind guys a lesson.
Two senior police officers in light police uniforms stood behind the armed policemen, smoking and chatting: "Why are these dead people so dumb? If you want to see the scene, you can just take binoculars and go to the tall buildings around. Why bother?" How about crowding here?" A police officer said looking at the crowd outside.
"Hehe, you don't know about this. It could have been like this, but the people from the Intelligence Department flattered the two major companies, saying that in order to ensure the sound effect of the concert is more perfect, they actually set up a huge in the fence. The protective cover is also sound-proof and video-proof, what do you think they think." Another police officer laughed.
"Bah, fuck it, people in the intelligence department will be troublesome. In this way, won't even those of us who stand in the corner hear the music?" the first police officer cursed.
"But it's not bad, at least the dignitaries inside don't know what's going on outside." The second police officer said with a sigh.
"Huh? It sounds like something is going to happen to our Manlan Star from your tone." The first police officer said a little surprised.
The second police officer asked strangely: "Don't you know that the chief transferred 10,000 armed police officers?" After seeing the first police officer shaking his head, he continued: "I heard that Die Wu would attack other gangsters, and People from the Gendarmerie Division went to help those gangsters, and our armed officers were there to prevent them from fighting."
The first police officer scolded: "Damn it, the idiots of the Butterfly Dance Club and the Gendarmerie Division are actually making trouble at this time. Don't they know that if these dignitaries know the news of the Rush, our entire planet will drink the northwest wind?" ?!"
The second police officer said with a smile: "Ghost knows what those guys think, but now that there is a protective cover, as long as the concert ends before the concert ends, it doesn't matter if they make a fuss, let them do whatever they want."
"Hey, that's right, let them make trouble, especially those from the Gendarmerie Division. The more people die, the better. By then, our Police Division will be ranked second." The first police officer said maliciously.
When the two police officers looked at each other and smiled, an armed policeman walked up quickly and whispered: "The big man is here." of.
I saw dozens of high-end limousines slowly driving into the guard range of the armed police. When the armed police saw this posture, they knew that the dignitaries were coming, so instead of stopping them, they blocked the crowd from behind.
When the car stopped, dozens of bodyguards in black suits came down from the front and rear cars, and immediately dispersed the surrounding guards. Then the door of a car in the middle opened, and a middle-aged man stepped out. Seeing the middle-aged man, not only the two police officers opened their mouths in surprise, but even the armed policemen looked at the middle-aged man blankly, because the middle-aged man was the president of the Wanluo Federation—Chen Yu.
Before the police woke up, they saw the car immediately behind the presidential car, and a middle-aged man got out of it, a middle-aged man wearing the military uniform of the Wanluo Federal Marshal.
Chen Yu smiled at Olmsted, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation to the ticket gate. Of course Olmsted is not an idiot, how could he compete with the president for the limelight on this occasion, so he smiled and waved his hands, and signaled Chen Yu please. The senior military and political officials who came down from the car in the back waited around the two of them with hypocritical smiles.
When the two police officers saw that the leaders of the two federal political and military forces were still giving in, they couldn't help but shuddered suddenly, because they thought that if there was a fight between the Butterfly Ball and the military police, these political and military dignitaries would definitely be able to hear the gunshots. Cursing in my heart: "You pigs, why don't you go in!" while taking out the walkie-talkie to report to the head.
The chief of the police, the chief of the planet, and the chief of intelligence who heard the report in the venue were all taken aback. Especially when Mandela heard that Chen Yu had come, he couldn't help but feel his calf tremble.
"Boss, why did he come here at this time? It's impossible for him not to know what happened later. What should I do, conceal it?" Thinking of the boss's appearance after knowing the truth, Mandela shuddered and quickly dismissed the idea. . "Oh, forget it, the boss knows, I can make less profit at most, but I can still put it in my pocket with peace of mind... Well, except for shifting the main responsibility to those few scapegoats, let's be honest. For the annual tribute of several trillion yuan, I believe that the boss will not blame me, but will praise me a lot." Mandela, who had made up his mind, returned to his normal demeanor, and said to the planet leader: "Let's go to meet the president. Bar."
The captain of the planet and the chief of the police, who had done a lot of bad things, could only nod helplessly, and followed Mandela towards the door. They had no choice but to beg Chen Yu, who was from the Ministry of Intelligence, not to know what happened to him.
When Mandela and the others walked out of the door, Chen Yu and the others were just about to come in. Of course the person checking the votes is not an idiot, don't the president and the marshal know each other? How could such a big man dare to check the ticket? Of course, he bowed down to greet him with a humble smile.
Olmsted watched with great interest the flattering faces of Captain Manlan, Chief of Police, and Chief of Intelligence, who were saying compliments to Chen Yu. He doesn't care that these people don't compliment him, his weight is not important to these low-level government officials, who says he is not the one who is in charge of their fate? If I go to the army, I believe the treatment of myself and Chen Yu will change, right
Thinking of this, Olmsted couldn't help thinking of Chen Yu's personal visit not long ago: "I remember that although Chen Yu talked about things most of the time, I understood the meaning of Chen Yu's words quite well. I formed an alliance with myself." Apart from having the rank of marshal, the subordinate has no strength at all. I don't know why the President wants to be with the subordinate... Except for one general who rebelled, the remaining three generals are all good friends. At that time, I answered Chen Yu like this, but Chen Yu smiled and said don’t hide from me, I know your details. Hehe, it seems that his intelligence power is quite good, knowing that I am not what I appear on the surface, But, Mr. Chen Yu, do you really know my details? If you knew, you would not consider forming an alliance with me."
While thinking, Olmsted entered the ticket gate. Although he was prepared, he was still stunned by the scene in front of him. At a glance, the dense crowd of people can't be seen to the end. Hundreds of thousands of people crowded into this central square, it seemed so dense, but there was no noise at all. These people are all powerful nobles behind them, whether they are government officials or business tycoons. If all these people are killed, I believe the federation will collapse immediately, right
Olmsted forcibly put aside the idea of ordering the secret army to drop nuclear bombs here, because he knew that if these people, especially the businessmen, were all finished, the Wanluo Federation would become a worthless chaotic galaxy. Like the chaotic galaxy, there is no value to seize.
"Hey, it would be nice if there was a meeting where all the political and military officials gathered together, then there would be no such trouble." Olmster sighed secretly in his heart, and followed the usher to his seat. As for Chen Yu, after a few words of courtesy with the planet leader, he followed the intelligence director to somewhere, wondering what the hell are these intelligence system people doing
In a temporary lounge in the central square of Manlanxing, four big men in black suits stood at the door, and dozens of men in different costumes stood scattered in the distance, vaguely posing as guards for the lounge.
There are several spherical machines with flashing electronic lights in the corner of the lounge. Experts can tell at a glance that they are spy supplies for anti-monitoring. And there are only three men in this guarded lounge. Sitting is Chen Yu, standing behind him is Minister of Intelligence Mies, and standing respectfully in front of them is Mandela.
"Mandela, you said there is something important, so what is it?" Chen Yu said politely. The thing he is most proud of about himself is that he knows everything about the heads of intelligence departments of the Federation's planets. Chu. It doesn't seem like a big deal, but you must know that the entire Federation has more than 6,700 administrative stars, that is, there are more than 6,700 directors of intelligence. It is generally difficult to remember the names of so many people, let alone remember the details of so many people. Of course, I had been memorizing and memorizing it day and night, and I had been training until the computer randomly popped up a planet name, and I was able to say the name, family, background, and resume of the person in charge casually. To be able to achieve such results, apart from the support of my own strong will, more importantly, it is not because of the reason that mastering them is equivalent to mastering the entire Federation, which tempts me to complete it.
"Boss, Tang Long came to this planet to travel, but because of his subordinates, he got involved in gang fights." Mandela told the story, of course, he was talking about how the Gendarmerie Division took advantage of the point between Tang Long and the gang Small things, when it came to expand the dispute and use it to carry out the conspiracy to annex the gang, it added a little bit of oil and vinegar.
In short, it means that everything was done by the Gendarmerie Division, and after I found out that it was a good opportunity, and at the same time, for the sake of the boss's income, I started to focus on customers, taking into account the power of the entire planet, and prepared to firmly support the boss. Take control of the entire planet.
Mandela, who had finished speaking, waited anxiously for Chen Yu's answer. Chen Yu thought for a while and asked Mies, "Do you think Mandela's plan is feasible?"
Mies is best at these conspiracies and tricks. When he listened to Mandela, he began to calculate the feasibility of the plan in his mind. When Mandela finished speaking, he already had the answer in his mind. Now Chen Yu As soon as he asked, he immediately replied: "Boss, I think this plan is feasible."
"Oh, let's hear it." Chen Yu nodded and said.
Mies said respectfully: "Yes, the most important thing that makes this plan feasible is to bring Tang Long in. Although I don't know why the people in the military department hate Tang Long so much, why don't they deal with it directly, instead they seem to avoid the plague god Avoid him. But it also guarantees that if Tang Long wipes out the military police, police, and gangsters supported by the military, they will only suffer from being dumb. And even if they want to settle their accounts, they can only find Tang Long, not us. "
"Tang Long doesn't have the ability to deal with the military police, the police, and the gangsters, right?" Chen Yu was skeptical. Of course he knew who Tang Long was. What do those idiots in the Ministry do? If you want to get rid of him, you just need to send a random killer.
"Tang Long doesn't have that ability, but we do. We can send people dressed as mercenaries to help Tang Long eliminate these forces." Miss said hastily.
Chen Yu smiled, it is also the duty of a leader to be able to make his subordinates behave properly. Because if the leader behaves like he doesn't need to think about his subordinates at any time, then the subordinates will not only become overly dependent on the leader, but also become stupid.
Miss, who was familiar with Chen Yu's every move, broke out in a cold sweat when he saw Chen Yu's smile, because he knew that Chen Yu had thought of what he was going to say a long time ago.
Chen Yu said with a smile to Mandela: "Mandela, this matter can be done according to your wishes, and remember to make outsiders look as if those forces angered Tang Long to get the end of destruction. Oh, and, in the future I only want 40% of the profits of this planet, the rest is up to you, don't treat your subordinates badly."
Originally, Mandela's restless mood immediately became at ease after hearing this, and he immediately responded loudly, and then became inexplicably excited. Because Mandela thought he could only get a few percent of the profit, but he didn't expect it to be 60%, which is several trillion yuan in income! At the same time, Mandela also canceled the decision to let the secretary sleep forever. If the boss knows that he is so cruel to his own people, the result must be bad.
After the excited Mandela saw Mies winking with him, his excitement immediately dropped a lot. Mandela sighed in his heart: "Oh, it seems that 10% of the profits will be given to this nominal immediate boss." Thinking about it, he quietly stretched out his index finger.
Seeing Mandela quietly stretching out a finger, Mies knew what it meant. He could get 10% of the profit for nothing, so how could he disagree, so he narrowed his eyes and nodded with a smile.
The secret words of the two subordinates fell into Chen Yu's eyes. Of course, Chen Yu didn't care how they divided the accounts, nor would he be greedy. It is right to let those who sacrifice their lives take the bulk of the benefits, otherwise who will be willing to sacrifice their lives for themselves in the future
Chen Yu breathed a sigh of relief. If the Mandela plan is successful, his stable income can jump a few steps, and then the funds for forming troops will not be as scarce as they are now.
"Hey, I hope Tang Long, the catastrophe, can play his role well." Chen Yu closed his eyes and sighed leisurely.