Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 277 Return to Irigo

After meeting with General Ramas, Song Heping and his entourage immediately boarded the flight of the day and embarked on the journey back to Irigo.

As soon as the plane landed, Song Heping's cell phone rang, and the caller ID showed the name of Wandao.

As General Lamas had predicted before, Scimitar politely but firmly rejected Song Heping's proposal to cooperate in arms trafficking over the phone.

The reason he gave sounded very polite, saying that the amount of arms provided by Song Heping was too large and his own forces could hardly digest such a huge amount of goods.

Song Heping naturally did not break the window paper. On the surface, he repeatedly agreed and expressed the possibility of cooperation in the future. However, deep down in his heart, he already had a rough premonition and judgment about Wandao's rejection.

He guessed that Wandao must have conducted an in-depth investigation into his background. After careful consideration, he believed that Song Heping's background and strength were not enough to shake the existing situation in South America, so he declined with this reason.

This is the cruel reality, especially in the sensitive and lucrative arms industry. Without strong backing, it is almost impossible to gain a foothold in a chaotic place like South America.

Song Heping knew very well that the situation in South America had been chaotic for a long time. There were a large number of gangs and anti-government armed forces in almost every country. The demand for arms was huge and the market was already very mature. If he wanted to get involved without strong support, it would be a pipe dream.

As General Lamas said, the largest arms dealers in South America are currently secretly controlled by the CIA, and other channels are all small-scale. If you want to get involved, you cannot do it without a strong background.

Moreover, the robbery of the arms that Ivan was in charge of was a public slap in the face of the "Musician" Defense. Without absolute strength, no one would look at him straight in the eye, let alone risk their lives in order to cooperate with him for that little profit.

Song Heping has already made up his mind that if he wants to get a share of the South American arms market, he must first kill the chicken to scare the monkey, and the AUC armed forces are that chicken.

The AUC armed forces are by no means ordinary. They are a regular army of 8,000 people. Together with the armed forces of other vassals, the number of people is as many as 20,000.

Even if Song Heping airdropped the entire defense company's military force to Colombia, he would not be able to compete with the AUC armed forces.

However, this instead aroused Song Heping's fighting spirit.

He knew very well that the more difficult the task, the higher the value, the greater the risk, and the greater the reward.

He had already made up his mind to destroy the AUC armed forces and wash away the previous shame. From the moment he hung up the phone with Scimitar, this determination was deeply rooted in his heart.

However, Song Heping also knew that now was not the time to disarm AUC. He needed to secure the $2.4 million transportation support contract first. This was the foundation of the company's development and the first step to achieving his goals.

When I returned to the company, I saw a crowd of people at the door before I even entered. At a glance, there were at least three or four hundred people queuing up.

When I entered the company, I found that there were many unfamiliar faces, and they were busy there.

There were two young girls wearing headscarves in the office, working at the computers at the desks.

I have to say that this is a very eye-catching scene in Yiligo.

You have to know that this place was relatively conservative in the past, and it was almost rare for women to work.

The cook whispered to Song Heping, "Are these the two girls Ferrari hired?"

Even from a guy as bold as the cook, Song Heping could hear the worry in his tone.

Although the Green Zone is the core of the US military base and a safe area, the problem is that this is Illinois after all. If a woman works without her family's consent, it is easy to cause trouble.

"Song! Are you back?"

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

Ferrari came out from the inner room and greeted Song Heping and the others loudly when he saw them.

When they arrived, Song Heping pulled him aside and asked quietly, "Are these the two girls you hired to work as office staff?"

Ferrari turned his head to look at the two Irigo girls, and asked Song Heping proudly: "What do you think?! They just graduated from college, pretty, right?" Song Heping looked at the two girls. It's true, although they were wearing robes covering their bodies and only their faces and hands were visible, their faces and skin were so white and tender that they looked like they could be squeezed out of water. Their facial features were typical Arab features, and they had an ancient and noble charm.

He couldn't help but remind her, "Can you control what's in your pants? You invited someone to work here. Do their parents know? Do they agree?"

After all, Song Heping came from the military, and he was definitely conservative when it came to relationships between men and women, because the military had regulations that prohibited him from even dating with local young women. This conservatism was ingrained in him.

Ferrari squinted at Song Heping in an exaggerated manner: "Who do you think I am? I am helping people. Look, they just graduated and the war broke out. After working here for a while, I can help them contact European schools and help them fight for the opportunity to leave here! Song, I am very disappointed that you think of me like this..."

As soon as Song Heping saw Ferrari's expression, he knew he was playing dumb, so he sneered, "How refreshing! When did you become a good man who saved girls from the sea of ​​fire? Aren't you a pervert who specializes in seducing decent girls?"

Ferrari felt slightly embarrassed when his thoughts were seen through, so he changed the subject, "You just got back, don't dwell on such trivial matters. Come on, let me report on our progress over the past few days. You don't know how many new employees our company has added while you were away. Look at the people lining up outside. We're still hiring, and in the blink of an eye, we've added hundreds of mouths to feed. We've grown, but if business can't keep up, we'll collapse very quickly."

A few people went upstairs to put their luggage and then returned to the first floor. After they sat down, a middle-aged woman from Irigo came in with coffee and lunch and served them to everyone one by one.

Song Heping looked at the local woman in surprise. After she left, he asked Ferrari, "Are you treating me again?"

Ferrari said, "Yes, this time I hired ten chefs. One is stationed in our company, and the other nine are stationed in the parking lot. You know, transporting for the US military often requires working day and night. Setting up a canteen over there and providing good living conditions will at least keep them willing to work for us. As for the brothers in our company, they may be very busy in the future, and it may be difficult to guarantee rotations in cooking. So why not just hire a cook to come over so that they don't have to waste time in the kitchen? That's great, isn't it?"

Song Heping's eyes lit up and he gave Ferrari a thumbs up: "I should let you be the political commissar."

In the past, when the company was small, we would put a refrigerator in the company kitchen and fill it with food. Anyone who was hungry could heat up something for themselves. If the chef was interested, he would cook a meal for everyone, or take turns cooking.

At that time, there were few people and it didn’t matter, we just ate whatever we wanted.

The situation is indeed different now. In the future, the entire company will have a scale of seven or eight hundred people. One or two people will always be sent to follow up and be responsible for a large-scale transportation mission. In this way, who will have time to cook?
Song Heping had previously planned to take some time to discuss this matter with everyone, but he didn't expect Ferrari to have considered it so carefully for him.

Once again, Song Heping felt that spending a lot of money to buy the Ferrari was worth it.

"After the meeting, let's go check out the new parking lot."

"Have you chosen a location?"

"The choice has been made."

"It's next to a green zone, very safe, and it's a good two acres," Ferrari said.

Song Heping noticed that Ferrari kept glancing at him while he was talking, and suddenly realized that he had not introduced Dominic to him yet.

"This is our company's newest member. Oh, Ferrari. Put him on the payroll when you make the payroll. He's a pilot, and his base salary is 20,000."

"Pilot?" Ferrari's eyes gleamed, and he turned to Dominic: "Which unit did you serve in before?"

"My name is Dominic, nicknamed Lynx, and I'm a former French Air Force pilot." Dominic stretched out his hand.

Ferrari shook hands with Dominic and turned to ask Song Heping: "It seems that you are planning to buy a helicopter?"

"That's right, I not only want to buy, but maybe I will sell it in the future." Song Heping said with a smile.

Ferrari exclaimed, "Selling a plane? Where did you get the plane?"

Song Heping said, "That's right. I haven't had time to tell you about this yet. In the future, when our transportation business stabilizes, I will focus on arms sales. This business will be one of our important sources of income in the future."

The news announced by Song Heping was so sudden that everyone present was stunned, and everyone's eyes fell on him.

The cook was surprised and asked, "Sang, where do you get the supplies?"

(End of this chapter)