Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 245 Circle (2)

Song Heping wanted to see how Peter would solve his financial difficulties.

Where can you find such a good thing as someone giving you capital when doing business?

Peter didn't say where he would get the funds to expand his business, but Song Heping could clearly hear from his words that it sounded like AAFES was going to advance the money for him.
The business originally belonged to AAFES, but I came out of nowhere and stole their business.

Isn’t it said that cutting off someone’s financial resources is like killing their parents?

Hey?

Could it be that the person I thought was my enemy would invest in me to expand my business?!
Isn't this a ghost?!

Coming out of Peter's office, Song Heping kept thinking about this seemingly inexplicable thing all the way down the stairs.

When I got downstairs, the clock hand hit exactly eight o'clock.

There was still some time before the 9:30 appointment at the Tulip Hotel, so Song Heping drove back to the company by himself.

The company is brightly lit.

Everyone is changing clothes.

Because we are going to the Tulip Hotel tonight, which is a high-end place after all, it would be inappropriate to wear tactical uniform.

Everyone wants to change into something more formal.

However, when everyone looked through their luggage, they realized that they didn't have any formal clothes, and their casual clothes were limited to jeans and T-shirts.

In the afternoon, Ferrari took everyone to the clothing store in the Green Zone and bought a few suits and leather shoes. Now they were all in the office, getting ready in front of the mirror.

Seeing Song Heping coming back, Ferrari handed him a casual suit and said, "I didn't bother you since you were resting this afternoon. I chose this suit for you myself. Does it fit you?"

As he spoke, he put the clothes on Song Heping.

Ferrari is dressed very stylishly tonight.

He wore a black striped slim-fit suit with large lapels and a top hat.

Song Heping also smelled a strong scent of perfume on Ferrari and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Are you wearing perfume?"

"Cologne, men's perfume."

Ferrari said this and turned to his room, took out a bottle of cologne, and glared at Song Heping.

"Don't spray this stuff on me, it smells like insecticide." Song Heping stepped back repeatedly to avoid the perfume spray.

In his opinion, wearing perfume is a woman's thing. Why should a man make himself smell good? He is not a gigolo in a nightclub. There is really no need for that.

"It's a form of etiquette for men to wear perfume," Ferrari taught. "Perfume can make you happy and also make the other person feel good."

Song Heping smiled and said, "The roast pork chef in the barbecue restaurant also said the same thing: put more sesame oil and seasoning on it, and the customers also like it."

"Old-fashioned!"

Ferrari gave up.

He knew that people like Song Heping were difficult to convince.

So he picked up his suit and said, "You have to wear a suit, right? After all, we're going to discuss cooperation. Wouldn't it be disrespectful to wear combat uniform?"

Song Heping thought about it and agreed.

A place like the Tulip Hotel is so casual that it becomes an anomaly.

He didn't like being treated like an animal, but in the end he had no choice but to give in.

"Okay, I'll wear the suit."

After saying that, he took the casual suit into the room, changed it quickly and walked out.

As soon as he walked out, Yulia, the female gangster in the team, whistled at him a few times.

"I didn't expect our boss to be such a handsome guy! Why didn't I see that before?!"

Gray Wolf took a look and nodded in agreement: "Yes, Sang is the type who looks thin when dressed but has flesh when undressed. He doesn't look that tall physically, but his muscles are solid."

"It's a casual suit."

Ferrari went over and unbuttoned both buttons on Song Heping's shirt.

"You don't need to wear a tie, so why are you buttoning all the buttons?"

Although the person in the mirror looked handsome after putting on a suit, Song Heping still felt very uncomfortable. He kept tugging at his trouser legs and moving his hands and feet, feeling as uncomfortable as if he were covered in lice.

"Honestly, it's not even one-tenth as comfortable as a combat uniform."

He finally came to a conclusion.

"If I don't have to, I won't wear this thing. It feels like a torture device."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Ferrari came over and removed the tag and armband for Song Heping. While busy, he said, "Song, I estimate that you will have to attend more and more formal events in the future. There will be some places where you can't refuse. I advise you to adapt as soon as possible."

At this point, Song Heping suddenly recalled his conversation with Peter. He said, "Oh, there's something I almost forgot. When I was having dinner with Peter just now, he said that if we were short of funds, someone would help us. I originally thought it would be the military, but he didn't mention that. He seemed to hint at the AAFES funding."

"AAFES?"

"Yes, I kept thinking about it on the way back. Peter even said that the $2.4 million contract originally belonged to AAFES, but it fell into our hands because they had to re-bid. Since our business came from AAFES, why would he help us?"

Ferrari frowned, thinking for a moment as if something had occurred to him. He said thoughtfully, "AAFES is a long-established contractor with a very broad scope of business. They're involved in almost every military contract. Actually, this $2.4 million a year contract is a drop in the bucket for them. Maybe that's why they don't bother to argue with you."

He paused and continued, "But I do know something about the re-bidding. Since the beginning of this year, some members of Congress have criticized the military for not being transparent enough about its reconstruction plans and for abusing their power for personal gain. They mentioned the military contracting here, which involves AAFES. I wonder if this is the reason the military needs to re-bid to avoid suspicion?"

Song Heping thought it made sense and nodded, saying, "When you put it that way, it seems like everything is starting to connect. At first, I couldn't understand why such a big pie would fall on our heads. Now that I think about it, no one in this Green Zone has a cleaner background than us, right?"

Ferrari smiled. "Yes, think about it. Companies like Blackwater, Spartan, and AAFES all have very powerful backers, either political, military, or business connections. And you? You have nothing. If the military wants to avoid suspicion, asking you to take the responsibility might be the best option. Even if the officials in Congress want to find something to hold against them, they probably can't say that you, the Russians and Chinese, have any connection to the US military, right?"

Having said that, Song Heping finally understood something.

"But why would the AAFES branch president want to meet with us? And even provide us with funds for expansion? Isn't this just cultivating competition?"

Song Heping raised another question.

"I'm not sure about that. Maybe this industry only values ​​strength. If you get the contract, Musician Defense won't be a small company anymore. More friends are better than more enemies, right? Besides, the military wants to avoid suspicion, and AAFES has military background and connections. It's not that AAFES is helping you out of kindness, but the military needs you to act as a shield."

In the end, Ferrari himself wasn't entirely satisfied with his own explanation. Finally, he threw up his hands and said, "Who cares what their reasons are? If you go to the Tulip Hotel, you'll know everything, right?"

Looking at the watch, it was nine o'clock. Ferrari said, "It's almost time. Let's go now. We should be there by the time we get there."

"Okay, let's go."

Song Heping didn't want to continue guessing here.

Who cares what their reasons are for investing money to help me?

At least you don’t have to spend your own money, and it won’t arouse outside suspicion about the company’s source of funds. Why not do it?

For some things, it is better to look at the results directly instead of guessing the origin.

The lobby of the Tulip Hotel is not as magnificent as other high-end hotels in the Green Zone, and even looks a bit old-fashioned.

The decoration of the main entrance is mainly made of purple glass and other materials, with a golden tulip logo right above it.

The light is a little dim, with a warm yellow tone, which gives people a nostalgic feeling.

When the "Musician"'s defense arrived, Francis immediately came forward to greet them.

He was indeed waiting here.

He had a stack of membership cards in his hand and was handing them out to others who hadn't gotten a card during the day.

Then he said to Song Heping: "Mr. Song, Mr. Robin has been waiting for you in the VIP room on the fifth floor for a long time."

After saying that, he led everyone inside.

After entering the lobby, Francis turned around and said to White Bear, Gray Wolf and the others, "Everyone, feel free to have fun. The first three floors are all filled with entertainment facilities. Enjoy yourself. AAFES is treating us tonight."

Finally, he turned around and said to Song Heping and the cook, "Mr. Song, Mr. Yevgeny, please follow me."

Song Heping knew that he and the chef wanted to meet to discuss important matters in detail. He was the legal person and the chef was the founder of the team.

I guess Robin and the others are well aware of these situations.

So he said to Ferrari, "Ferrari, you take the brothers out to play, and the cook and I will go up to meet Mr. Robin."

"OK! Go do your work, see you later!"

The crowd was divided into two groups. Ferrari and his companions were led to the other side by the hotel waiter, while Song Heping and the cook were led by Francis through the lobby, walked about fifty meters along a side corridor, and came to a quiet small hall.

There was nothing there, just a sofa on one side of the small hall, and an elevator in the middle.

A separate elevator...

Song Heping understood that this elevator probably went to a fixed place and was dedicated to it. Most people probably didn't know where it was.

It was so mysterious that Song Heping felt that it was a bit of a mystery.

Francis pressed the elevator button, and after the door opened, he gestured for invitation: "Please, both of you."

The three of them entered the elevator. Francis took out his card and swiped it. The elevator door closed and began to move upwards.

Francis pressed the 5th floor button.

When the elevator door opened, Francis continued to lead the two forward to a thick velvet curtain.

"Mr. Robin and his friends are inside, please."

After saying this, he grabbed the soft velvet curtain and gently opened it like a master of ceremonies.

When the scene behind the curtain came into view, Song Heping was stunned.

What is a surprise? !
What the hell is a surprise?!

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)