Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 403: Hypocrisy, Calculation

"Yes, Mr. Sean, you are absolutely right. Most PMC companies in the world treat their employees as cheap consumables. They don't consider whether the family members of their employees can survive if they are killed in action, let alone how their employees will live after they are disabled. Some even default on or directly swallow up their employees' death pensions. They are not afraid of not having new employees to serve them, because they have a large number of orders in their hands, and if those veterans don't serve them, they will only live in poverty or become illegal mercenaries, commit crimes, and rob banks. Damn it, I am actually very reluctant to send our soldiers to these companies, but they can't do anything else. They are German heroes and should not become criminals and end up in prison or on the gallows. They shouldn't end up like this!"

In the luxurious box of the Schwarzwaldstube Michelin three-star restaurant, Colonel Claus spoke a lot in an excited tone. Although there was a certain element of showmanship in his speech, what he said was the truth.

It’s okay if these soldiers have special skills, such as vehicle repair or modification, but what about the rest?

They can't do anything except killing and fighting. Are they going to do hard labor?

When people can't survive, their thoughts will start to change. They will try every possible way to survive. So what will they do?

Fighting, guns, and killing!
These are the skills they are familiar with and proficient in, what can they do with them?

The answer is crime, robbing banks, robbing gold shops, etc.

For example, in the 1990s, a type of people appeared in Hong Kong. They were called flag soldiers. Where did these people come from? Almost without exception, they were all veterans from the mainland!
For example, retired soldiers in the United States only account for 9% of their total population, but this 9% accounts for 23% of the homeless population!
This disparity in ratio is not unique to the United States, but also to most European countries. Why? Because they really don't know anything, and some even have various mental problems, which are the sequelae left over from their time in the army. This also makes it difficult for them to live the lives of ordinary citizens. What can they do in the end?

Robbery, joining gangs or PMC companies, or becoming illegal mercenaries or killers, their choices are not many and they can only do these professions.

Joining a PMC company is at least a legal career, and it also has certain guarantees. Although these guarantees are often like a joke, at least they exist.

"I completely agree with you, Colonel Klaus. I don't care about other companies, but for me, my employees are the best soldiers. They once fought for their respective countries and now fight for me. Excellent soldiers should not struggle at the bottom of society, and they should not become criminals and be imprisoned awaiting trial. This is an insult to their former military career, so I am willing to give them more protection and more generous benefits to make their efforts worthwhile!"

Since the other party wanted to perform a true expression of their feelings, Sean would naturally not spoil the fun, and what he said was indeed correct. At least he had done all of this. Although the starting point was not necessarily like this, everything should be judged on the result. Those who talked about the original intention were too naive. As long as the result was good, the original intention was not important. On the contrary, if the result was bad, no matter how good the original intention was, it would be bad.

"Yes, they should not become criminals. Thank you for your generosity and justice."

Klaus showed a satisfied smile on his face and raised the red wine glass in front of him towards Sean.

"Cheers to our shared ideas."

Sean raised his glass and clinked it with the other person's.

"So, Sean, this time you asked me out, it's not just to discuss this issue with me, right?"

After taking a sip of the wine in the glass, Klaus put down the glass and took the initiative to bring the topic back on track. The reason they were able to sit here and have dinner together today was not to discuss such social issues. Everyone knew each other well. The life and death of ordinary soldiers might touch them, but their own interests were more important. Sean offered unique high benefits, and the original purpose was just to be able to develop rapidly. When the financial pressure was great, the pressure was transferred to the outside. Now there is no financial pressure, but it is impossible to change, and he has no intention of changing it. At least the employees can remain more loyal.

"Colonel Claus, you are wrong. I did ask you out today because of this issue. Of course, I am a man of action and will never stop at discussing this."

Sean shook his head. His purpose was simple. To reach a cooperation would make it easier for him to recruit German veterans in the future.

"Oh? Then I'm all ears."

Klaus narrowed his eyes. He didn't believe a single punctuation mark of Sean's nonsense.

Do you really think he is a passionate young man?
"I want to reach a cooperation with Colonel Claus. In the future, the RFG Group will get the list of German veterans in advance and give priority to selection. For the soldiers we select, please help Colonel Claus to look at their benefits. As long as they have no objection, they don't need to participate in activities such as veterans' employment conferences. We will arrange for them to be directly transferred to the group. After all, excellent warriors should not become cheap labor. I don't know what Colonel Claus means..."

Sean's mouth curled up, revealing his true intentions.

"Is that so... This can indeed more effectively allow those outstanding soldiers to receive satisfactory treatment, but it is not in accordance with the rules..."

Klaus stroked his chin, looking thoughtful and troubled.

"Fifty thousand. As long as Colonel Claus is willing, we will pay him fifty thousand dollars for his hard work every time. After all, he has worked hard for the veterans, so we need to show our appreciation."

Sean raised five fingers. He knew very well the other party's embarrassed attitude. He just wanted benefits. Since he wanted to reach a cooperation with the other party, he naturally would not be stingy in this regard.

The number of fifty thousand may not seem to be much, but you have to know that fifty thousand US dollars, when converted into RMB, is about three hundred thousand, nearly four hundred thousand, which is not a small amount at all. The other party only needs to send the list and then give the people RFG is interested in a welfare package and brochure of the RFG Group. It is such a simple thing. It is a piece of cake for the other party's position and there is no danger at all.

"Hmm...it seems that Mr. Sean is really generous. I am personally very willing to help Mr. Sean, but it is not easy to do. After all, if someone finds out, it will affect the PMC companies. You know, they are a group of vultures and will definitely target me..."

Klaus didn't say all the words that followed, but the main idea is actually just one sentence.

It’s difficult if there’s not enough money!
"One hundred thousand dollars, Colonel Claus, this price is enough to express my sincerity. As for those PMC companies, I don't think anyone else can reach out to Germany except Asgard."

Sean raised a finger. Bargaining was something he was familiar with. Fifty thousand dollars was just his lowest price. If the other party was not willing, he could just increase the price a little. As long as those employees joined the group, the profits they would create for him would not be just tens of thousands of dollars. No matter what, he would not lose money.

"Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Sean. I think no one can refuse Mr. Sean's sincere heart. Although it is a little difficult, I am willing to give it a try."

Colonel Klaus' eyes lit up when he heard that, and then he put on a righteous expression, looking as tragic as a guy who was about to die.

Shit, which idiot said that Germans are stubborn? Is this how a stubborn person should behave?
The Oscars owe this guy a trophy!
"Then I wish us a pleasant cooperation, Colonel Claus, and cheers to those heroes!"

Sean smiled and raised his glass with a sincere tone.

"For the heroes!"

Klaus also had a smile on his face, and it was a genuine smile. After all, $100,000 was not a small sum. The salary of German soldiers was actually not that high. It was not much different from that of the United States, and it was considered the standard salary for professional soldiers.
As a colonel, his annual salary was only 60,000 euros, which is less than 70,000 US dollars, let alone 100,000 US dollars. In fact, when Sean mentioned 50,000 US dollars, he almost couldn't help but agreed, but he forced himself to hold back. His instinct told him that the other party could give more, and sure enough, the offer rose to 100,000 US dollars.

"Thank you Colonel Klaus for your understanding. Here is $300,000, which is my personal aid to the German soldiers." Seeing that the basic goal was achieved, Sean took out an anonymous Swiss bank card and pushed it over.

"Haha, Mr. Sean is so generous. I think the soldiers will be grateful to you. But maybe this is a bit inappropriate..."

Klaus said that it was not good, but he took it honestly without even a second's hesitation. He glanced at the card and saw the password written on it.

"Colonel Claus, you don't have to be embarrassed. This is the reward that heroes deserve. They deserve it all, don't they, my friend?"

Sean glanced at the other person's hand that took the card, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, but his face remained expressionless.

You are all thousand-year-old foxes. Why are you playing such a bullshit game of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio with me?
"Well, Mr. Sean is right, they deserve it. I have no reason to reject Mr. Sean's kindness on their behalf!"

Colonel Klaus immediately looked solemn upon hearing this, and his expression seemed so sincere in the eyes of outsiders.

After the meal, the two of them seemed to be drinking with close friends and became best friends.

"Colonel Claus, I am very glad that we can reach a cooperation, which will allow me to contribute to the stability of German society and a better life for those heroes."

"Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Sean. There are very few businessmen as generous and considerate as you. Thank you for your contribution. Germany will never forget you!"

Outside the restaurant, the two men smiled and shook hands as they said goodbye, but just as they turned around and got into the car, their expressions changed at the same time.

"Fuck, that damn German guy!"

"Ein schlauer Chinese!"

(German: Cunning Chinese)

The typical one who smiles on the surface but acts like a jerk in the heart.

“Show me the video.”

In the car, Sean stretched out his hand to Simon and said.

Upon hearing this, Simon took out his special operations smartphone, found the video that had just been recorded through the pinhole camera in the media, and then handed it to Sean.

Sean clicked on the video, a teasing smile on his face.

"Thank you, Colonel Claus, for your understanding. Here is $300,000, which is my personal support for the German soldiers."

"Haha, Mr. Sean is so generous. I think the soldiers will be grateful to you. But maybe this is a bit inappropriate..."

……

The video shows everything the two men did after they entered the box, the only difference is that Sean's face was not photographed, but Colonel Klaus was on camera the whole time. His hypocritical action of taking the bank card was given a super close-up in great detail, from the moment he took it to the time he inadvertently glanced down, even the password on the bank card was clearly visible.

"Haha, now he won't have a chance to regret it."

Sean nodded in satisfaction. With this video in his hand, it would be much easier to ask the other party to do something in the future. Even if the other party expressed unwillingness a thousand or ten thousand times, it would be useless and he would have to grit his teeth and be controlled in the end.

Because once this video is released, Klaus will be doomed, there is no doubt about that. After taking this bank card, he can't wash himself clean even if he jumps into the Spree River, so he can only accept it.

"Boss, you are so insidious!"

The craftsman in charge of driving the car suddenly said something out of the blue.

"What are you talking about? This is called insurance. We should always be more careful when doing things. You, a rough guy, don't know shit!"

Sean's face turned dark and he immediately retorted.

"Uh... hehe... Boss is right."

After being rebuked, the craftsman replied with a dry laugh and concentrated on driving. In his heart, he wanted to slap himself in the face. Sukabulie, I'm not a loud-mouthed duck, why should I be so talkative?

"Were you fooling around with that bitch last night?"

Sean turned off the video, handed it to Simon, and then asked the craftsman who was driving.

The woman I'm referring to is naturally Diana. This woman is as hungry as a tigress seeking a mate. She appears to be elegant and has a strong aura, but in fact, she's so fucking slutty!
"Uh... yes... yes Boss..."

The craftsman felt a little embarrassed when Sean asked him this suddenly, but when he recalled the madness of last night, he couldn't help licking his lips.

That woman is really capable!
"I won't restrict your private life, but don't blame me for not reminding you to take safety measures and don't get infected with anything unclean."

(End of this chapter)