Battlefield Contract Worker

In the past two days, Lin Rui has basically recovered. He left the hospital in South Africa and hurried to the United States to meet Long Noon in accordance with Silver Wolf's instructions.

Only Yelena was with him this time. Although the silver wolf gave Yelena some warnings, Yelena didn't seem to listen, and the silver wolf Michelle did not stop them from continuing to communicate, as long as the task and personal status were not affected. Especially since this time is a non-combat mission, no one will compete with them for this errand. It's okay to give the couple more time to spend together.

For the convenience of the task, Lin Rui put on the long-lost suit again. "How do I look?" Lin Rui shrugged as he walked out of the airport.

"Looks like a financial elite from Wall Street." Yelena shrugged and chuckled.

"I thought you would use economic moths to describe this group of people." Lin Rui said with a smile, "but the place we went this time was really full of moths, a group of moths that depend on the flesh and blood of mercenaries. We Go to the headquarters of the Management Committee."

"Really going to negotiate?" Yelena frowned.

"There is no need for us to talk, it's more like standing there and making a big splash. Boss Long is a tough character in this regard, and he even has a whole team doing it for him. It's all professionals, from business to finance, In terms of law, it is all-encompassing. It is said that his elite negotiating team is driving the management committee crazy." Lin Rui said with a smile.

"It really looks like Long Zhengwu's style." Yelena said with a smile. "When is he coming to pick us up?"

"Come on." Lin Rui frowned slightly and saw a car quickly parked in front of them. Long Zhengwu beckoned from the car, "Hey, you two get in the car."

This is a commercial car. Long Zhengwu sat in the back and hugged Lin Rui and Yelena after seeing them. "It's nice to see you all." Fatty Long patted Lin Rui's shoulder. "How's the injury?"

"There's not much difference in recovery." Lin Rui nodded.

"That's great, because you'll find that the negotiation here is like a battlefield without bullets flying. But it's bloodier and crueler." Long Zhengwu shook his head and said.

"It is said that your negotiations went well?" Lin Rui frowned.

"Yes, because we have more advantages than them. All negotiations are just to see who has more favorable conditions. Then we can reach a satisfactory outcome through negotiation." Long Zhengwu shrugged, "The organization of the Military Occupation Management Committee is rigid. , internal corruption is rampant. It has already begun to lose control of the mercenary company. The reason why it still exists is because several military giants are still supporting. Look, they will eventually compromise. "

"What kind of compromise do you want them to make?" Lin Rui frowned.

"Through the merger and separation, the management committee and us are completely separated. The companies engaged in military manufacturing business and the companies providing military services join the two sides respectively. We manage the outsourcing service company, and they manage the military industry group." Long Zhengwu thought for a while. .

"Are they willing?" Lin Rui couldn't help frowning.

"It should be willing. The large military industry groups are not something we can control, and of course they can't. So the management committee is a puppet, and the big groups are still behind them. In this way, those large military industry groups don't have to worry about losing power. They can also control the management board forever.

And what about us? Take control of all mercenary service companies and become the real mercenary king of the world. You know that as long as a mercenary group controls the business in Africa and the Middle East, it can dominate the industry, and if it even wins the military contract of the US military. Then it is the real king of mercenaries, there is no suspense. "Long Zhengwu said with a slight smile.

"This is much better than when you opened a fast food restaurant." Lin Rui said with a wry smile.

"Actually, it's still the same. It mainly depends on management." Long Zhengwu shrugged, "It's almost here, and it looks like it's about to start. Are you ready, come with me to meet the heads of the management committee."

"Of course." Lin Rui shrugged.

The car stopped in front of the building, and Lin Rui and Yelena followed Long Zhengwu and walked inside. They were only allowed in after several meticulous security checks.

"With such a high level of security inspection, this place is about to catch up with the intelligence agencies of the United States." Lin Rui frowned.

"In fact, the Military Occupational Management Committee itself is a department separated from the military intelligence department. They have been a semi-official industry association for a long time." Long Zhengwu shrugged.

Lin Rui nodded, "No wonder it's so difficult to deal with."

After being led into the conference room by several men in black, Long Zhengwu greeted Lin Rui and others to sit down beside him. In addition to them, there was also a large group of professional negotiating teams specially recruited by Long Zhengwu. This group of people is full of self-confidence, and they have a long list of information and analysis data in their hands. It is these people that give the management committee a headache.

This group of people is simply experts in various professions, and it is extremely difficult to negotiate with them, and don't even think of taking any advantage of them.

Seeing that Long Zhengwu led people to sit down, the members of the management committee on the opposite side also took their seats.

"Okay, let's start." An old white man nodded to the people around him.

Lin Rui asked in a low voice, "Who is that old man? It looks familiar."

"You should have seen this guy at the Waynes competition, he is the new president of the management committee~www.wuxiahere.com~ Brock. The military giant, the head of the consortium. If he wants, he can even buy a small A country. A person who is truly wealthy enough to rival the country." Long Zhengwu whispered, "But he's okay, he's not the kind of person who is very hostile to us."

"I know, the person who is very hostile to us is probably the person in the fourth seat over there." Lin Rui squinted at the person opposite, it was a young man, dressed very neatly, with a pair of fine dust on his hands. Dyed white gloves.

"Our old friend White, the White Glove of the Secret Society." Long Zhengwu smiled, "You're right, if it wasn't for this guy, we might have reached an agreement, and every critical moment, this guy will be there in time. Made the management committee feel hesitant and worried. It's broken things for us a few times."

"I can imagine how annoying this guy is." Lin Rui whispered. "The secret society and our operations in Africa often conflict, so it is their usual practice to limit us as much as possible. They will not watch us sit up. White gloves are especially insidious and cunning. You have to be careful about him."

"Actually, none of the people who can sit down here are not insidious and cunning." Long Zhengwu chuckled in a low voice, "Don't say anything, I'm too lazy to speak, we are here if our professional team speaks. Sit down. It's them, not us, who are anxious now."