I Really Didn’t Want To Make A Lot Of Money

Molly's words pierced Chen Ling's illusion.

He does not want to get involved in the politics of African countries, but as his career develops in Africa, he will inevitably have close relationships with political figures.

It is not that he is unaware of this, but that Chen Ling is unwilling to face this and has an ostrich mentality.

The most fundamental reason for this is that Chen Ling doesn't know how to deal with that kind of complicated political relationship.

It is said that there are no eternal friends in politics, only eternal interests. What Chen Ling worries most is that one day he has to be an enemy of his former friend.

Kidnap Lilia and threaten the President of Algeria?

Kill Miranda and get rid of the right-hand man of the President of Angola?

Chen Ling shuddered when he thought about it.

Molly added: "Don't have illusions, don't have flukes. You can't keep a low profile forever, and soon Europeans, United States and even Indians will notice your presence."

Chen Lingqiang smiled and said, "I just do engineering and mining, no problem."

"Zero, you have to take the initiative, don't deal with it passively, otherwise it will be very dangerous!" Molly warned, "You are already on our file!"

Francois also looked worried. After he and Bill followed Chen Ling, they went smoothly and made a lot of money. In addition to considering specific safety issues, they rarely thought of what Molly said.

"Where are I and Bill?" he asked Molly.

"You are in a gang." Jasmine said, "So, don't take it lightly. There will be no major movement for the time being, but you have to start preparing."

"Okay, I see." Chen Ling didn't want to hear Molly talk about this anymore, and said, "I haven't asked you yet, how is this time going?"

Molly was not satisfied with Chen Ling's absent-minded state, knocked on the table and said, "Chen Ling!"

Chen Ling held down her hand: "Don't knock, it's annoying. I know, I will start preparing. A Bin, you are responsible for this."

"Ah? What are you going to prepare?" François was stunned. How can I prepare for such a big event that involves strategic changes? Shouldn’t your boss make the decision?

Molly stood up with a splash, the chair under her ass swayed by her bump. She grabbed the bag on the table, "I won't tell you anymore. I'm leaving!"

Of course Chen Ling won't let her go. He grabbed her hand like lightning, pulled it back, and said with a smile: "Sister Molly, don't be angry. I can't turn a corner at once. You can give me some time, okay?"

Molly couldn't shake Chen Ling's hand, she just didn't look back, and said, "I'm going to the bathroom, let go!"

"Oh... Well, there is no bathroom in the lobby of this hotel. I have one in my room." Chen Ling still didn't let go, "I'll take you there."

He simply pulled Molly to his side and hugged her, not allowing her to object.

Molly sneered: "I'm not a little girl!"

"You are my little sister... Don't be angry, I agree with you, but I don't know how to prepare." Chen Ling said, "You teach me, okay?"

Molly hadn't calmed down yet, and didn't want to go with him, but no matter what happened to her, Chen Ling half-hugged and half-pulled, and went upstairs.

Chen Ling lives in a suite with a large sofa in the living room.

Molly was thrown onto the sofa by Chen Ling.

"I'll make tea for you, let's talk, okay?" Chen Ling said. Molly was expressionless and ignored him.

Chen Ling made a cup of English afternoon tea for her, put it in front of her, and said: "Taste it, the English afternoon tea made by my Chinese is good."

Molly glanced at the muddy tea and said, "You are so grown up, so why do I have to teach you everything? Is English afternoon tea made like this?"

Chen Ling smiled and said, "I am a Chinese..."

"Have you never had it?"

"Drink, but never soaked. It's like I've eaten eggs, but I can't lay eggs..."

"You said I was a hen?" Molly raised her eyebrows and stared at Chen Ling with blue eyes.

Chen Ling quickly defended: "I didn't mean that...I have fruit here, I'll cut fruit for you to eat."

He opened the refrigerator, which contained various fruits.

"The orange looks good, let's cut it and eat it." Chen Ling took out the orange, peeking at Molly from the corner of his eye.

Molly quietly picked up the tea cup and took a sip, frowned, and said something secretly in her mouth.

"Don't be busy, I won't eat anymore," Molly said. "Oranges are too high in sugar and make them easy to gain weight. Let's talk about business."

Chen Ling insisted on cutting the oranges, brought them to the coffee table, and said, "Let's go ahead, any other instructions?"

Molly looked at the Shu Lingling orange, couldn't help picking up a piece, put it in her mouth and took a sip. Chen Ling put the tissue box in front of her intimately.

Molly smiled and said, "That's right, I'm more considerate now. I don't know if it's more mature in that respect?"

"Talk about business!" Chen Ling didn't let her digress.

Just downstairs, what Molly said revealed a lot of information, and the analysis of Chen Ling's situation was also in line with the actual situation. Chen Ling doesn't have a good military adviser, so I want to hear her thoughts again.

Molly ate a few pieces of oranges before she stopped, let out a long sigh of relief, relaxed all over, leaning on the sofa, and said: "Only with you can I completely relax... I'm too tired recently."

"Why don't you sleep for a while?"

"It's not okay to sleep for a while, I want to sleep for one night, but you have already made an appointment with a female client." Molly teased, "It's cheaper for her!"

Chen Ling let her talk nonsense, took another bottle of water to her, and said: "You were right, I can no longer pretend to be blind. Last time in Côte d'Ivoire, the United States people have already done it."

"I heard. That's nothing, it's just sporadic firepower." Molly said, "If the United States people make arrangements for you and systematically hit you, you will have nothing to do with it."

"Then what do you say I should do?" Chen Ling still remembered the last time he was frustrated in front of the United States people, so he asked humbly.

He came from an ordinary family, not much knowledge, and he did not even have the ability to speak on paper in terms of political games.

Molly simply kicked off her shoes and lay down on the sofa.

"Zero, this kind of thing is difficult and difficult to say, simple and simple, and the key lies in the way of thinking. The world today is no longer the time of the Cold War in the past. Back then, there was a struggle between camps and teams. Pay attention to competition and cooperation."

"I suggest that you open your mind and expand the scope of cooperation in the future. Don't just cooperate with Chinese people, but cooperate with Europeans, United States people, and Japanese people, so that you are in me, you are in me, and everyone is away. Who can't drive."

"In Africa, we Europeans and Americans have the same purpose as you, which is raw materials; other so-called environmental protection, human rights, democracy, etc., are all appearances. You don't need to participate in those things, because you are definitely not as good as our Europeans and Americans. ."

"However, you have projects, mines, and funds. If you cooperate with a large company in United States, and you and this large company have common interests, then this company will defend you in front of the people of United States. Europe. The same is true for people."

Chen Ling listened quietly. He had never thought about cooperating with European and American companies before, because he thought it was unnecessary.

The cooperation with Zhirkov is entirely due to the relationship between the deputy prime minister and his wife.

"This is an open world, and globalization is a big trend. In the future, countries can fall, but giant multinational companies will not fall, and multinational companies have always been the product of a combination of politics and business. Zero, you have to do it. This kind of giant!" Molly said, sitting up suddenly.

Before Chen Ling had time to react, Molly had already lay down on his lap, touching her hands randomly.

"You are already a Big Mac..." Molly began to get tired and crooked, and she didn't know what to say.

Chen Ling ignored her, thinking carefully about what she said just now.

If a company is too big to fail, which aspect is it big? Is it large operating income, large profit, or large number of employees? Is it possible for every industry to be big without failing?

Molly's statement is not new, but it is very inspiring for Chen Ling now.

Because now Chen Ling has a certain amount of capital, it is not impossible to become bigger and stronger.

Molly became more and more presumptuous, and Chen Ling couldn't concentrate any more.

Chen Ling picked her up, carried her on his shoulders, and said, "Let's wash and rinse them together, then cook and eat."

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