Chapter 908: Poaching (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

Chapter 908: Poaching (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

Chapter 908: Poaching (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

 Curtis did not pay attention to the two people who had rolled to the ground. Now they have arrived at the port controlled by HCLI. It is absolutely safe here. There are the main forces of the National Army outside and HCLI's own security guards inside.

The director of HCLI here is an Italian. He is about thirty years old and wears a clean white shirt. His hair is extremely neatly combed. Very few people can maintain this temperament after staying here for a long time. They usually have full beards and wrinkles. of clothing.

This man must have known Curtis, and he came over and greeted him warmly.

"Leonardo, you must have made a lot of money this time." Curtis stepped forward and shook hands with the other party. The cooperative relationship between HCLI and Umbrella has always been very close, and the relationship from the top to the grassroots is good.

"Brother, thank you very much for coming." This guy was very enthusiastic, because he had no right to transfer the manpower at the port, and he could not bear the responsibility in case of an accident.

If Umbrella refused to help, he wouldn't be able to earn this extra money.

Arranging ships is of course a very simple matter. Any cargo ship can transport these people away. After excluding the share he has to give to the crew and port staff, he can earn hundreds of thousands this time.

This is a huge sum of money, enough for him to take a year's rest.

But looking at the two people rolling together on the ground, as well as the armed men surrounding them who started making noises and even started a gambling game, Leonardo almost couldn't hold back his elegant expression.

 “What are they doing?”

“Don’t worry about them, I think we should go to them to collect money now, what do you think?” Curtis glanced at the two people on the ground. Fortunately, they both knew the appropriateness.

 Leonardo nodded happily, no one would dislike collecting money.

Bob got out of the car and looked at the cargo ship in the harbor with almost tears in his eyes. He almost knelt down and knocked on one. He really escaped from death this time. When the cannonball fell, he thought he was dead this time.

I didn’t expect Umbrella to be so reliable. It could detect the mortar positions on the ground and eliminate them immediately.

"Hey, man, I know it seems inappropriate to say this now, but let's settle the bill first." Curtis looked at the intelligence station chief who was already starting to lose his energy, knowing that the other person was scared.

Bob stood up from the ground, adjusted his mood, and then stretched out his hand to hug the other person. It could be seen that he was quite excited.

“Please give me your account number.” Bob already has authorization and has no intention of denying the account. The money is not his.

 Leonardo took out a piece of paper with an account information already written on it. He would receive the money first and then transfer it to Umbrella. 】

Curtis had no objection. This was not the first time they had collaborated on this matter.

Not long after, Bob used his computer to connect to the wireless network and made payments to 32 people through the CIA’s secret account.

 Leonardo looked at the bank's payment information and showed a satisfied smile, "Sir, it's a pleasure to work with you." It was so easy to earn this money.

Curtis is not worried about Leonardo's default. He can just go back and wait to collect the money. After all, the relationship between his boss and HCLI has always been very good.

The winner between Damien Scott and GRS has been decided. After all, GRS has been fighting hard all night, and his physical and energy are at the lowest point. In the end, Scott pinned him to the ground and took a few punches.

 The winner was decided, and the two men were separated by the crowd. A Yemeni mercenary who was the banker began to collect money happily.

“Hey, don’t forget to give me a share.” Scott shouted to the Yemeni man, and then happily sat on the ground leaning against the car tire.

He has never been afraid of anyone when it comes to fighting. He was kicked out of the army before, and he also made a living by doing black boxing in Southeast Asia for a living.

"Tsk, have you regressed now? It takes so long to deal with a new Ranger." Curtis came over and kicked him in the leg, "You'd better stop provoking Albert, look at this Meaning, you are definitely no match for him.”

This guy was just provoking trouble. Scott directly extended his **** to him. He was neither a fool nor a teenager. How could he be instigated by just a few words? It’s hard to say the rest. Albert That guy's unarmed fighting ability is definitely one of the best in Umbrella.

Curtis just smiled when he saw that the other party was not fooled, and then shouted to Umbrella's people, "Get in the car, let's evacuate." The rest of the matter had nothing to do with them.

While everyone was getting into the car, Curtis walked up to the GRS and said, "Brother, are you planning to change your job?" He took out a few Umbrella business cards and handed them to everyone. Got one.

"It's all hard work. Why do you have to fight for the CIA? They won't even come to rescue you if something happens." Curtis showed a mouth of white teeth to make himself look reliable, "You can ask around Our company’s reputation is definitely one of the best in this industry, and the most important thing is that our company provides insurance for its employees.”

 This piece of poaching was liked by Mr. Xu online.

 Several GRSs held business cards and looked at each other in confusion. This guy had expanded his business to them.

But something this guy said seems to make sense. Not only the CIA, but also the entire American government gave them chills. One of them, Jack Silva, has decided to resign and go home to be with his wife. Boy, whoever wants to do this **** job can do it.

Curtis was not joking, he was very sincere. The performance of these people overnight was impressive enough. To be fair, if Umbrella people were to replace them, they would not necessarily be able to do better under the same equipment conditions.

"Consider my proposal. If you are interested, you can call the number above. Oh, by the way, forget it if you have a habit of taking drugs. You can't escape the physical examination." Curtis added in the end, as for Whether the other party would actually come to work for Umbrella was something he couldn't predict.

“Hey, you haven’t talked about the treatment yet?” Tanto, who had just fought with Scott, looked at Curtis’s back and asked.

Curtis turned around and pointed at Scott, "Have you seen that guy? He is a newcomer and can only get a basic salary of 20,000 per month."

 “WTF, are you kidding me?” This salary is already higher than what the CIA gave them. “How much can you get now?”

Curtis smiled and said, "Me? Man, I just bought a two-story house in a wealthy area of ​​Los Angeles." After lightly pretending to be cool, he turned around and walked towards the motorcade that had been prepared.

 …

The news of the attack on the U.S. Embassy in Benghazi has unsurprisingly become hot news around the world, especially in the United States. People are surprised by this incident.

  Stevens almost became the first sacrificed driver in American history, which caused an uproar in public opinion in the United States.

Coupled with some intelligence leaked from certain channels, the U.S. government did not respond at all in the dozen hours after the attack. Is this the same U.S. that claims to be able to deal with two wars at the same time?

In addition to Stevens who was seriously injured in the entire attack, his assistant and a safety equipment supervisor of a large racing hall were killed in the fire. These two unlucky guys were really unlucky.

The media in Benghazi first reported the news that the mayor went to the hospital to visit Stevens, and said that as soon as the attack occurred, Benghazi sent a support team, but because the scene was too chaotic, only Stevens was rescued in the end. Vince drove off and expressed his condolences to the other victims. As for the culprit who attacked the driving hall, they are investigating, but there is no result yet.

Glenn watched the performance at the entrance of the hospital and spat on the ground. These politicians are really shameless.

The bodies of the two victims were dug out from the rubble by their own people. How dare they say that.

However, this matter is not a big deal. Their first priority now is to send Stevens away safely.

"Benghazi, Benghazi, can you hear me?", a voice came from the intercom, it was news from Tripoli, "A C130 transport plane and the accompanying medical team have taken off from the Italian air base, and they will land at Benghazi Airport receives Stevens' arrival."

"Fuck, have these **** finally woken up?" Glenn scolded him unceremoniously. This group of scum was delayed for at least seven or eight hours. If he hadn't spent money to find reliable support in the end, his Those GRS comrades were probably all killed or injured.

And now these people actually have the nerve to say that they have helped a lot? Glenn Doherty really wanted to kill these guys standing in front of the camera and talking nonsense.

But fortunately, he was still sensible, and these show-offs ended quickly. All the executives were also very busy. As these people left, the media also left the hospital one after another, and it didn't take long for the hospital to become quiet.

 The ambulance is ready and can go to the airport at any time.

“Okay, brothers, let’s cheer up and get the driver to the airport, and then we can go drink champagne on the private plane.” Glenn looked at his listless companions and felt a lot more relaxed now.

 …

 “Amanda has asked me to go back to New Jersey.” Alex found Xu Chuan and asked him about his future plans.

Xu Chuan thought for a while, "Gogol should have noticed our actions. I guess Ali Taseloff should contact me in the next two days."

 “Are you really going to cooperate with him?” Alex looked at the other person with her chin propped up.

“Of course, Umbrella cannot expand too quickly. I plan to use Gogol as a shield first.”

Mao Zi is simple and rough in work, so it is good for them to do some dirty work.

Xu Chuan was carefully looking at the information downloaded from the Dachang Hall server last night. He did not do anything with Alex, who was about to leave Benghazi. The massive amount of information in it made him completely occupied.

 “When are you leaving?” Xu Chuan asked without taking his eyes off the computer screen.

Alex felt a little disappointed, "The flight is in the afternoon."

"Well, be safe. After meeting Amanda, ask her to start the plan to recapture Zetlov. She should let you go to Moscow. Then you can cover Nikita's actions." These things are You have already thought about it before, just follow the plan.

Weaken Smike's power, and then contact Alex's father's old subordinates. At worst, the Zetlov Group can be split into two. However, this is the worst result. Their plan is to kick Smike out. The group will then be killed.

 Xu Chuan paused with the mouse in his hand and turned his head. Alex had slipped off the chair and squatted in front of him.

Hmm, he glanced at the closed door, not sure whether it was locked or not.

"I almost forgot, I prepared a gift for you." After a while, Xu Chuan raised his hand and put it on the other person's head, temporarily stopping her movement. In Alex's confused eyes, he took it from the drawer. Take out a box.

 This is what he saw when he was shopping two days ago. It is difficult to understand why there are still luxury stores in Benghazi after the war.

In the box was a choker, but this was not a daily necessities, but a very serious and well-known luxury brand. The salesperson told him that the name of this thing was choker. It was made of one centimeter wide black leather and matched with a platinum bell pendant. The jewelry actually cost him more than 3,000 knives. The price almost made him break his defense.

It’s just that this style really matched Alex, so in the end he gritted his teeth and bought it for his little pet.

“I think it matches you very well.” Xu Chuan lifted Alex’s hair and put the jewelry around her neck.

Sure enough, it can only be said that these luxury brands are still doing business. Alex raised her head to reveal her slender neck, holding something in her hand and pressing it against her cheek.

 The black choker mark lined the snow-white neck, making a certain part of Xu Chuan's body feel even more swollen and painful.

He pushed Alex back almost savagely and put his left hand on her face, "Take it with you and tell others that you have an owner."

Alex is temporarily speechless and can only use deeper practical actions to make her commitment.

 …

“Boss, the money has been received.” Curtis, who had just returned to the company, showed Xu Chuan the payment record.

 Xu Chuan, who had just sent Alex away, felt very lucky. The door before was indeed unlocked, and the guys in front of him never knocked on the door.

“Let’s divide the money according to the rules.” Xu Chuan said without caring, except for the 40% given to the company.

The other distribution ratios are determined based on the contribution calculated by position and years of employment. This time, it is not just Curtis who escorted people to the port, including drone operators and some logistics staff who can be divided. in the personnel list.

 From a small workshop to a formal company, this accounting model has also changed, and it is more reasonable than before. After all, there are more than a dozen people now.

Curtis made an OK gesture, and then happily went out to find his finance. His wallet, which was shriveled from buying a house and renovating it, should be able to regain some blood.

 One day later, just as Xu Chuan thought, Gogol's Ali Taselov contacted him via email, expressing his interest in the African development plan mentioned earlier and planning to schedule an interview with him.

 It seems that Gogol's intelligence system has discovered the role of Umbrella in the previous Benghazi incident, as well as the status it represents in Benghazi and the entire eastern region.

This is what Xu Chuan said about the role of advertising. Of course, ordinary people cannot see the logo on the armed pickup truck, but those who can see it are Umbrella's audience.

 (End of this chapter)