Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 423 Giving Too Much

Chapter 423 Giving Too Much
"Old squad leader, you are really amazing. General Lamas invited you to dinner with just one phone call."

On the way to Ramas's house with Song Heping, Jiang Feng couldn't help but say excitedly, "It's hard for so many people to meet him. If it weren't for his help during the first month of construction, we wouldn't have been able to recruit so many local workers, and many things wouldn't have gone so smoothly."

Song Heping sneered, "Our company is now their God of Wealth. If we can't help Lamas make money, do you think he will look down on us?"

Jiang Feng said, "You said he was a good general, why would he sell arms?"

"Money," Song Heping said. "No one thinks too much money is a problem. Fishing in your own pond is different from fishing in someone else's. Lamas is a smart man. He's using us to make money and to create a backdoor for himself overseas. With the current situation in Venezuela...something might happen someday."

Song Heping noticed that the situation in Venezuela has changed a lot in the past two years. Although there are no major problems in the country's economy and politics at present, undercurrents are surging beneath the peace and tranquility, like lightning hidden behind dark clouds, which may explode at any time.

"I think the current situation is pretty good... Is there any problem?" Jiang Feng was a little confused.

Actually, it’s no wonder that he was confused.

The welfare of the Venezuelan people is very good at this time, and the approval rating of the top boss has reached a new high. Moreover, it is an oil-producing country. It is simply a blessing from God. How could it be turbulent?

"Jiang Feng, don't you read local news and international current affairs?" Song Heping asked back.

Jiang Feng was very puzzled: "Why are you looking at these? I'm a mercenary, not a politician. I don't need to look at that stuff."

Song Heping smiled bitterly. He wanted to give Jiang Feng some advice, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

Jiang Feng was right.

As a mercenary, why would I care about international politics or current affairs?
If viewed purely from a mercenary's perspective, it does seem redundant.

But as a PMC boss, you can't be so reckless and brainless.

Just like Song Heping chose Venezuela as one of his global bases, this was not a random choice without reason, but a well-considered one.

Since 03, Venezuela has launched a series of social security projects called "Bolivarian Mission".

This program aims to provide social services such as healthcare, education, food, and housing to the middle and lower classes, while also establishing numerous investment funds related to social development. Essentially, it's a public welfare program, with all aspects of Venezuelan life guaranteed by the government – a truly impressive feat.

But this policy costs money, a lot of money.

But money doesn't fall from the sky out of thin air, the wool must come from somewhere.

Song Heping learned that the welfare program "Mission" requires more than 70 billion US dollars or even more from the national treasury every year to subsidize the difference.

Such a huge amount of funds has caused great financial pressure. Song Heping heard Ramas mention that because there is currently a war in the Irigaray area, oil prices have soared, so they can still afford it for the time being. However, oil prices cannot remain high forever. Once they fall, it will be a fatal blow to the entire Venezuela.

From frugality to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality.

If the benefits that have been increased are to be cut, there will definitely be unrest.

This is also Song Heping's judgment.

Once there is turmoil, judging from Venezuela's usual practice, power will definitely be more centralized, and at that time, the government will rely more on the loyalty of the military.

Therefore, choosing to cooperate with someone like Lamas is like finding a big tree to provide shade.

Looking at Jiang Feng, Song Heping felt a little envious.

Sometimes it is a blessing for people to be simple, not have such big ambitions, and think about things simply. At least they won’t be under so much pressure like me, who has to look three steps ahead before taking one step and be cautious as if he were on the edge of an abyss.

In the evening, Song Heping came to Lamas's home.

Lamas had already informed the guard at the door, so he was allowed to pass without any body search.

"My old friend!"

In the courtyard, as soon as the car stopped and Song Heping got out, he saw Ramas walking out of the villa gate with his arms open.

"General, it's nice to see you again."

Song Heping also went forward and calmly accepted Lamas's hug. "I've prepared a sumptuous dinner for you. Please come in."

Lamas looked beaming, his enthusiasm etched in every wrinkle of his face.

He values Song Heping very much.

Because the young Chinese man in front of him is his God of Wealth.

Just as Song Heping guessed, Ramas also had his own plans in mind.

The Ramas family not only has complex connections in the military, but many of them also have a place in Venezuelan politics.

Around last year, he learned from his family's politician relatives that the boss's welfare program had drained the national treasury. Even though oil prices are still high, the finances are already stretched thin, and where to get the money to maintain this welfare program has become a pressing issue.

So, at the domestic affairs meeting, someone put forward a bold idea - nationalization of foreign companies.

This means that key industries such as oil, electricity, communications, food, cement, and steel, which are currently controlled by foreign capital, will be transformed into industries dominated by the Venezuelan government.

As long as these industries are under control, the purses of these companies will become the purse of the country, and there will naturally be money to subsidize welfare projects and maintain various welfare policies, thereby gaining higher support rates.

This method sounds good, but Lamas is not stupid. He knows that if he really does this, there will definitely be problems in the future.

So he had to prepare for both scenarios.

In order to protect his own interests in Venezuela, Lamas must express his full support for his current boss, but secretly, Lamas began to plan a way out for himself.

The reason why he let his son Silas get involved in the South American arms smuggling market was actually to use the geographical convenience and the power in his hands to occupy a territory in the underground market of South America, establish his own overseas capital pool, and ensure the future prosperity of his family.

However, this market in South America has long been saturated, and entering it would be like cutting flesh from others.

In particular, most of the South American arms market is controlled by the CIA. Even if he is the commander of the Venezuelan army, he cannot just rob it.

The appearance of Song Heping finally gave Lamas hope, and he naturally treated him as a guest of honor.

"Song, you said you had something urgent to talk to me about. Is it about school?"

After the two sat down at the dining table, Lamas took the initiative to ask.

"That's right." Song Heping said without hesitation, "Molins has entrusted me to help him train fifty military commanders for two months, but it is impossible for them to enter Venezuela through formal channels. So I came to see you today to ask you to open a border crossing and let them in."

"This one……"

Ramas looked embarrassed when he heard this.

These are armed men.

Anti-government forces in neighboring countries.

Once the truth comes out, it will be a big deal.

"Isn't your school finished yet? Why are you recruiting students so soon?"

Song Heping saw through Lamas's thoughts.

Before he came, he had thought over and over again about how to convince the general.

"General, if it really doesn't work out, I'll just push him away. Although the reward is generous, I also know the risk is too great..."

Song Heping spread his hands, pretending that he agreed with Ramas' opinion.

"Wait..." Lamus suddenly became interested: "How much does he pay?"

　Asking for a monthly ticket! Asking for a monthly ticket!