HCB Chapter 307: The Killer
Chapter 307: The Killer
In the warehouse.
Su Mo stared at General Mohan in front of him rather melancholy.
Oil and salt do not enter.
After all the good words, the other party just didn't let go.
He didn't even explain the forces behind it.
Not to mention, talk about the business of buying land.
This is sure, if he wants to get the land legally, Mohan must come forward, and all the big forces agree with this point.
"You can do it, old man, you can do it."
Su Mo pointed at the other party and cursed a few words angrily.
"It's not whether I can do it... I understand your appeal, but everyone knows what is under our theater. This is endless wealth, how could it be sold to you legally?"
"I don't have the ability."
"What's more, once I sell it, there will be no room for me in the entire war zone. I can sign a lease contract with you for 100 million a year. The forces behind me also talk about it like this."
After understanding what the people of Longguo wanted to do, Mohan was not in a hurry.
Obviously, he has taken the initiative.
When the Yingjiang country sent people here, various methods were not unused.
Finally, the lease contract was not signed.
Moreover, this contract is clear to anyone with a discerning eye, and it is useless at all.
No one can say how many years the war zone will be in chaos.
ten years?
twenty years?
a hundred years?
Anyway, 100 million a year, he is not losing money.
Moreover, it is not so easy to obtain mining rights legally.
Even if he died, the other party would not be able to occupy this land.
Because, other forces will annex him immediately.
With this factor, Mohan felt that the other party could only agree to the condition of leasing, buying or selling?
Or is it a legitimate sale?
how is this possible.
After listening, Su Mo's face was gloomy and he squinted at the other party.
Suddenly he grinned.
"Look, I'm joking with you, but you still take it seriously. I will discuss this matter with the people above."
Leave a word.
Su Mo sent two people to guard each other, while he came to the door of the warehouse with his mobile phone.
"Brother, it's over, it's bleeding."
At this time.
Ah Pang ran over impatiently and whispered in Su Mo's ear
"Your kick was so hard, I stroked it for a long time, and it was bleeding so much."
"Okay, don't stroke it, pack a bag for this guy, he needs to work later."
Su Mo replied in a deep voice, took the fat man's phone, and dialed Xiaojun's number.
This is an opportunity to transform yourself.
There is a system on the way to participate in the program, as long as you keep working hard, you can indeed get a lot of wealth.
But the problem is.
No matter how fast you can move around.
Compared with oil extraction, it is absolutely impossible to keep up with shoe lifting.
The gap is too big.
The speed at which people accumulate wealth is like taking an airplane.
My own speed is, at most, pedaling a bicycle.
Totally incomparable.
Therefore, Su Mo is bound to win this time.
Whatever you say, you have to take a share in oil exploration.
It doesn't take much, just a few hundred million a year.
No matter how you say it, the official department of Longguo will definitely take the lead, and the crematorium can also take a little bit.
I don't have much money, even if I invest it all, it won't take much.
However, if the business is negotiated by yourself, it will be different.
At that time, Tonglong Kingdom officials will have the confidence to ask for shares.
After Su Mo figured it out, he immediately called Xiaojun.
hum.
The eagle sauce country can't talk, that's because... they don't know the methods of their dragon country elites.
This guy Mohan has definitely never seen it before. What is it called, a person sits at home and the box comes from the sky.
The phone connects.
"Where have you been? How long until you're here?"
"Brother Su, we just got on the plane, you send someone to pick me up, there are a lot of things, you watched the live broadcast just now, don't worry, deal with this kind of person, see me."
Standing on the edge of the war zone, Xiaojun commanded the team members to carry down the funeral supplies, while making phone calls, swearing to the inside
"To deal with this kind of person, I have already thought of ways on the way, don't talk about it, let's talk about it after the funeral."
"Lying in the box, this guy figured it out after thinking about it for himself."
hang up the phone.
Xiaojun rushed to the two pilots who sent them, and smiled warmly.
"It's been hard work, hard work, you flew us all the way, you must take this kindness."
"Our crematorium has a 50% discount card for cremation, which is valid for life. Really, no matter which country you die in, we have business offices. In some remote areas, we are still negotiating, and we will soon have them."
The two pilots took the cremation card and looked at the annotations on it, they were dumbfounded.
"You wait here, we... then what, we have to go back quickly."
He hurriedly waved at the group of people.
Shut the plane door.
"Fuck, what are the higher ups planning to do? Who are these people who are sending them away, and they will give away cremation cards when they meet? What is this?"
One of the pilots shook his head blankly.
Think of the content discussed by these people along the way.
Goosebumps all over my body.
The whole discussion was about how to turn a living person into a mummy.
Good guy.
How to tie the cloth strips, how to place them, there are noses and eyes.
Finally, a cremation card was sent, which is still universal.
Who can stand it?
"Don't talk about it, I can't hold my urine anymore, hurry up, I just looked at him and wanted to still carry the urn, I will give one to each of us later, you want it or not, I want this thing What's up?"
The companion glanced out with lingering fear.
I saw an aunt waving a wreath to say goodbye to them.
My whole body trembled.
He frantically started the plane.
At an extremely fast speed, it disappeared on the edge of the battle zone.
"It's really flying fast."
Xiaojun touched his chin with a smile and waved his hand.
Instruct everyone to pack up the funeral supplies and rest in place.
Wait for Su Mo and the others to pick them up.
"This time is a great job. We are a professional airborne mourning team. Whether we can open up foreign markets depends on how well you cry. The combination of Chinese and Western, understand?"
Standing in front of the three airborne aunts, Xiaojun told him that this time was different from the past.
...
Qindu.
Inside the Security Bureau.
Uncle Qin and several white-haired old men gathered together in the porter's room.
The meeting was held in a low voice.
On the table is Su Mo's live broadcast.
Several people have serious faces.
Looking at General Mohan on the screen, he kept shaking his head.
"Old Qin, this Mohan doesn't seem to be willing. Can Su Mo do it? If not, quickly replace him with someone from our military intelligence department."
Gu Gu exhaled a puff of smoke ring, and looked at Uncle Qin angrily.
"Row."
"It hasn't started yet, if you don't believe me, you will watch it later."
"I have a trump card."
Uncle Qin grinned and took out a few cards from his pocket.
Sent to several old friends respectively.
"Here, take them all... Thank you for your help this time."
"They say that I, Old Qin, are stingy, but this time I'm being generous."
"A row of cemeteries worth 150,000 yuan, one for each person, and the tombstones are all engraved. You are welcome. You will need it sooner or later. Go ahead, Old Gu. I think you may use it the fastest. Within three years, if you can use it Come on, the cremation is free, and the old ladies are also given to cry at the grave..."
"Long-legged grave head dancers...everything you want!"