Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 447 The Benefits of Having a Strong Girlfriend

Just when Song Heping was still hesitating whether to eat this gigolo by force or by soft means, Angel on the opposite side saw through his thoughts.

"Are all you Oriental men so proud?"

This question really hits the nail on the head.

Song Heping said hurriedly: "Not really..."

The words that came out of his mouth quickly made him feel even more embarrassed.

If I say "no", wouldn't that mean I admit that I want to accept Angel's financial help?

This was a bit too much for him to bear.

After all, he is the boss of a defense company, and currently he makes at least 40 to 50 million in profit a year, and it may be more in the future. How could he be controlled by an American girl?
"That's not what I meant. I meant...I'll figure out how to pay the money myself. I don't need your help."

Explanation is to cover.

This is true.

Angel chuckled.

She taught Song Heping again.

"Dear, do you think I'm going to lend you money?"

When she said that, Song Heping became confused again, even more embarrassed, and felt a little self-indulgent.

It turns out that the other person didn't want to lend me money.

Angel saw his embarrassment and said softly, "You are now the boss of a defense company. You must learn how to operate many things. For example, if you want to expand your business, where should you expand it, and what methods should you adopt. What kind of place is this in the United States? This is a paradise for capital. You must learn how to operate capital."

After hearing this, Song Heping vaguely felt that Angel had a plan in mind, so he humbly said, "Then please teach me a lesson."

Angel said, "In the US, you don't necessarily need to have sufficient funds to start a project. Just because something is worth $100 million doesn't mean you have to pay $100 million out of your own pocket to buy it. You have to learn how to package your project and then find the right investors. As long as your project is well packaged and attractive enough, money won't be a problem. Besides, the US doesn't lack US dollars; what it lacks is projects."

"A media company...a local tabloid, would anyone be interested in it?" Song Heping certainly didn't understand the operating model here.

In his opinion, since the Internet bubble has burst, many companies that own websites want to sell off these burdens, so who is willing to invest?
"Of course, this is a magical land. As long as you are good at packaging, you can sell garbage." Angel said with certainty and looked confident.

Song Heping said, "We have an old saying here: 'There's no such thing as a free lunch.' My father taught me this since I was a kid. If there really were such an easy-to-implement project, wouldn't others be able to do it?"

Angel dropped his fork and shook with laughter.

It took him a while to recover his composure and he said, "Indeed, there's no such thing as a free lunch. You ask me why others don't take on such a good project? Even if someone wants to do it, they first need connections. Even with connections, they also need the ability and authority in the industry, which is what Feier has. Packaging a project is also a science. Selling it to others, getting them to trust you, and paying you is also a science."

She pointed to the tip of her nose.

"I'm very good at this kind of work."

"You mean..." Song Heping understood this time: "Can you help me complete this project?"

"Okay." Angel said, "But Fair's five million must be in real money. If you can't come up with it, then..."

Having said that, she looked at Song Heping with a meaningful smile.

Song Heping quickly said, "I should be able to take out this money. My company has a lot of income every month."

The remaining payment from Morins is also five million, which is the consulting fee.

As long as we win this war, not only can we earn another five million, but we can also open up the arms market, and there is no need to worry about running out of business in South America.

His nervous look made Angel chuckle again.

Song Heping had a very happy time these two days.

At least it was very pleasant to get along with Angel.

Song Heping had never had a girlfriend before, but he had a crush on a female classmate. This was his first real love. He had never expected that his first love would be the daughter of an American political family, who would be able to help him so much. She was beautiful, wealthy, and intelligent. Even though she was blonde, the Song family was still very happy.

Everything was going well in New York.

Song Heping also watched CNN's interview program that night.

After reading it, I felt that different fields are like different worlds.

Professional matters really need to be left to professionals.

After Fair finished the broadcast, Angel called him and asked him to meet at a cafe.

A few of them found a quiet corner to sit down, and Song Heping didn't waste any words and went straight to the point.

"Fell, please evaluate tonight's show yourself. Will it alert the Pentagon? Will they suspend the operation?"

"No," Fair said confidently. "I still haven't provided any substantial evidence on the show tonight. So, given the usual style of those Pentagon military leaders, they definitely won't give up. They'll have their own intelligence assessment department evaluate my remarks. Based on the information I've revealed so far, their final conclusion will definitely be that action is acceptable. I'm probably just speculating that some mid-level Colombian officers involved in the operation leaked some information."

Song Heping was a little disappointed after hearing this.

"Okay, since everything went well, I'll leave the things here to you. I'll go back to Venezuela tomorrow."

"Remember, this is a serious matter," Feier warned worriedly. "You must wait for them to take action and get photos of the battle. Ideally, photos showing US, Colombian, and AUC forces together would be the best. It would be a huge sensation and a true military scandal."

Song Heping said, "Aren't you afraid of being silenced for exposing these things?"

A scornful smile appeared on Fair's face. "What kind of scandal is this? Can this scandal compare to the murder of innocent people in Afghanistan and Irigoe? Song, the American press has its own rules. I know what can and cannot be exposed. If one day you bring me a piece of fatal information, no matter how high its news value is, I won't dare touch it."

"You're afraid of something too?" Song Heping said, "I thought you had press freedom and were a conscientious journalist."

"Compared to my peers, I am indeed one of the few conscientious journalists in the United States."

Fair was not stingy in boasting.

The few of them talked about the current situation and the future media company project.

After listening to this, Feier was very interested, especially when he heard Song Heping say that he could get 5 million US dollars to terminate his contract. He was surprised at first, and then slowly calmed down.

"Although I'm very happy that you appreciate me so much, I still need to think about it and give you an answer after careful consideration."

Song Heping and Angel exchanged glances, and they could both guess Fair's concerns.

Obviously, the boss of a defense company would not invest in a media company for no reason and put up a huge amount of money to pay for his own breach of contract.

Fair is not a rookie who has just started out in business, so of course he won't be moved by himself so easily.

"Well, if you've thought it over and are interested in my proposal, you can contact me anytime."

Song Heping is not in a hurry to force things.

When doing things, you should go with the flow. A forced melon will never be sweet.

When Song Heping finished everything and left New York, the Pentagon was indeed conducting a situation assessment as Fair had expected.

After all, CNN's interview program and Fair's questions at the press conference have been noticed by the military intelligence department.

The United States has never lacked intelligence agencies. There are 17 large intelligence agencies alone, and it is impossible to count the number of small and secret intelligence organizations of this type.

They have infiltrated all walks of life, from domestic to overseas, and have their tentacles in every corner they feel needs to be monitored and monitored.

But everything was just as Fair had guessed. The final assessment was that Fair's intelligence source was of very low level and could not have a fatal impact on the operation, so there was no need to worry.

Based on the analysis and conclusions of the military intelligence department, the Pentagon decided to stick to the original plan and, within half a month, join forces with the Colombian government forces and the AUC armed forces to launch a fatal attack on the ELN armed forces, in an effort to eliminate the second largest left-wing armed group in Colombia in one fell swoop.

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)