Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 26: This foreign girl was beaten silly?
When Song Heping returned to the container house, the cook was already awake.

He looked very excited, his face flushed as if the alcohol from last night had not subsided.

Seeing Song Heping, the cook shouted to himself in his Russian-accented English: "Mourning! We are rich!"

Got rich?
Song Heping asked and found out that it turned out that Angel, the God of Wealth, had decided to continue to hire a team of "musicians" as her personal bodyguards, and the remuneration was increased to fifteen thousand US dollars per day.

Song Heping couldn't believe his ears.

Ten thousand US dollars is already a sky-high price in my opinion, but that foreign girl got so crazy that she actually raised the price?
What is this operation?
And employers who take the initiative to raise prices?
Just like in the vegetable market, the vendor says that this piece of pork only costs ten yuan, but the customers who come to buy vegetables insist on paying 15 yuan.

There are only two reasons this can happen - either the vendor is crazy or the customer is crazy.

When getting on the bus to the Palace of the Republic, Queen Yulia had a rare joke with Song Heping, asking, "Did you slap that Angel into a fool yesterday?" Or did she have some special hobby that made her decide to continue hiring "musicians".

When the queen said this, her expression was very ambiguous.

She is Bai Xiong's girlfriend, and she has been very unhappy with herself before.

After all, Bai Xiong was kicked by him, which caused his jaw to hurt even after eating for the past two days.

Today she actually took the initiative to joke with herself. From a certain perspective, she also accepted Song Heping as a member of the team.

The world of mercenaries worships the strong.

Only capable people can gain the respect of others.

No matter who it is, there is no exception.

The few of them chatted and laughed all the way to the Tulip Hotel next to the Palace of the Republic. This was Angel's hotel, and many reporters from various countries lived in it.

As soon as I got off the bus, I saw people from the ISF and a familiar figure - Les.

Les now seemed to be in a state of rage, standing in front of Angel and roaring like a mad dog whose balls had been stepped on.

"Ms. Angel, you're violating the contract! In order to take on your security mission, I turned down several assignments and even left some of our best team members unemployed to work exclusively for you! Damn it! You're showing us the utmost disrespect by doing this!"

Angel didn't seem to be frightened by Les's fierce look, but said very firmly: "I signed a contract with Blackwater International, but please go to your boss and take a good look at the contents of the contract. I have the right to Choose security personnel I trust within your company!”

"Trusted security personnel!?"

Rice saw the chef, Song Heping and others walking into the lobby from outside the hotel.

He pointed his finger angrily, spittle spitting out from his mouth.

"Just them?! They are not even regular employees! They are not professional at all! Several of them are Russians, and one is Chinese. Do you trust them? Are you crazy?!"

Angel said: "It's not you who says you're professional or not, it's me. It's not you who says you believe it or not, it's mine! I'm the client and I have the final say!"

"Even if you replace us, you have to compensate us for our losses!"

"It's not your turn to talk to me about losses! You're just a mercenary! Don't pester me, my time is very precious, get out of here now!"

Song Heping was a little impressed by Angel's tough attitude.

He couldn't understand this girl.

Yesterday at the scene of the battle, this foreign girl was so scared that she almost peed her pants on the spot.

But facing Les and the powerful mercenaries beside him, Angel looked very calm, as if he didn't take these people seriously at all.

This foreign girl is really a bit confusing... The cook didn't plan to go up and get involved with Rice.

He folded his hands and led his people to watch the show.

Obviously, the matter is now a done deal.

Angel was right. She had signed a security contract with Blackwater International, but she had the right to designate anyone in Blackwater International - including informal employees - to provide security services for her.

Les's rant here has no effect on changing things. It can only be said to vent his anger.

After all, in the mercenary circle, being temporarily replaced is also a humiliation.

They will be considered as lacking professional qualities and will be replaced.

What's more, this is a security fee of fifteen thousand US dollars a day.

Even a retired British officer like Rice, who is officially employed by Blackwater International, can get quite generous commissions from it.

In order to take over this task, he indeed slipped out the first-class players in his team to provide security protection for Angel.

But when they had everything ready and came here to officially take over, Angel told them that they wanted to change personal guards.

No wonder he went berserk.

This bitch!
Les cursed in his mind, but almost didn't say it out loud.

Angel's satellite phone suddenly rang.

She glanced at the number and immediately answered the call.

"Angel, give them the phone."

"Mr. Rice?" Angel handed the satellite phone to Rice: "General Wood's phone number."

When Les heard this, his expression changed.

General Wood has retired. He is now a senior consultant of Blackwater International. Even though he is just a consultant, he is one of the big guys behind Blackwater International and has a strong say in the company.

Angel actually got him to call personally to interfere in Blackwater's specific business. It seems that this foreign girl is not an ordinary person.

Les accepted the call after a brief moment of surprise.

"General...yes...ok...I understand..."

Les, who was as fierce as a crazed bulldog before, suddenly turned into a docile kitten. After listening to the call, he returned the phone to Angel, turned around and waved to his people: "Let's go!"

When passing by the cook, Les's eyes were full of malice, and he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Wait and see!"

　Blackwater International, also known as Blackwater USA, was founded in 1997 by several retired veterans of the U.S. Navy Special Forces "Navy SEALs". It began operations in 1998 and is headquartered in North Carolina.

　　Starting in 2001, the company suddenly became a hot star in the private military contractor circle, and won more than $10 billion in government contracts in just two years.

　　The company's rapid rise is due to the vision and skills of its founders, Erik Prince and Al Clark.

　　They hired some retired military generals and former DOD officials to serve as so-called "consultants" in the company.

　　After these bigwigs became consultants, Blackwater International's business immediately flourished. In 2003, Bremer, then the highest-ranking US official in Iraq, even signed an order stipulating that all US military and civilian personnel in Iraq, including private security guards, would enjoy criminal immunity.

　　
　
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