"This is the minimum equipment. I have three hundred people on my side. You can't ask my brothers to fight the terrorists with hammers and sticks, right?" Jiang Cheng said confidently.
Shangguan Yunlong thought for a moment and said, "Guns and ammunition are no problem, but rockets and mortars and vehicles can't, because we don't have so many resources here. However, I know a person who specializes in this business. I can introduce him to you at a good price!"
"What? I have to spend my own money to fight a war? How can there be such a thing in the world? No, no, I won't pay for it, and I can't afford it. I'm poor now. Hurry up and think of a way for me. I don't have a penny! "Jiang Cheng said shamelessly.
Shangguan Yunlong was stunned. It was the first time he had seen such a contractor. He actually asked the employer to pay for equipment. Was there any justice in this world?
According to the contract, PetroChina and Jiang Cheng's security company should be in an employer-employee relationship. PetroChina was responsible for paying, and Jiang Cheng's security company provided security services. One party paid, and the other party guaranteed safety. It was such a simple relationship. Now that the war had come and the higher-ups wanted to take back the oil field, this relationship was suddenly messed up.
"I'm sorry, Captain Jiang. I'm just following orders. In terms of firearms, I can only promise you guns and ammunition. However, if you really want money to buy more firearms, I know someone who can provide it for you!" Shangguan Yunlong said in a bureaucratic tone.
Jiang Cheng frowned and asked, "Oh? Really? "
"Of course!"
.....
The streets of Cairo were crowded at night. Tourists from all over the world wandered the streets of Cairo. From time to time, people would take license plates with cameras everywhere. Ancient and mysterious pharaohs' heads could be seen everywhere. Jiang Cheng and Xiao Bai drove a rented Volkswagen on the streets of Paris.
The two of them came to a villa in the rich area of Cairo. After the armed security guard at the door reached out and stopped their car, he carefully looked at their faces and asked a lot of questions. Jiang Cheng answered almost all of them fluently.
Several security guards walked around Jiang Cheng's car a few times and scanned it with a device. After finding that there was no danger, the security guard said to Jiang Cheng, "I'm sorry, sir. Your passport!"
The security guard rummaged through Jiang Cheng's passport. When he found a stack of US dollars in the passport, he couldn't help but smile and say to Jiang Cheng, "Welcome to Cairo. Have a good time, Mr. Jiang!"
Jiang Cheng used the Arabic he had just learned in the afternoon to thank him and then drove into the villa.
After entering the door, the first thing he saw was a huge flower bed. There was an automatic fountain in the flower bed. The water in the fountain was very clear. Jiang Cheng couldn't help but smack his tongue and smile. "Rich people are really rich. They built such a big fountain with such expensive water. Damn, when I have money in the future, I will build a bigger one than this. F * ck!"
Jiang Cheng found that the life he had lived before was not a life anymore. It was really infuriating to compare with others. In the past, when he went to other rich people's homes, Jiang Cheng already felt that their lives were luxurious enough. He didn't expect to find that the so-called rich people he had seen before, in the eyes of these Middle Eastern rich people, were just as big as a flower bed in their yard.
Along the way, there were security guards with guns guiding Jiang Cheng's car. After driving for another two minutes, Jiang Cheng stopped the car in front of the tallest building. Looking at the building in front of him, Jiang Cheng was shocked again. How rich people could live in such a big house?
Before the car stopped, two servants at the door of the house opened the door for Jiang Cheng and said, "Hello, Mr. Jiang. Master has been waiting for you for a long time. Please come with me!"
Jiang Cheng nodded and followed the servant into the huge villa. Xiaobai also wanted to follow Jiang Cheng, but he was stopped by another servant. He said to Xiaobai, "I'm sorry, sir. My master only allows Mr. Jiang to go in!"
When Xiaobai heard this, he looked at Jiang Cheng. Jiang Cheng waved his hand and said, "It's okay. Wait for me outside. I'll be out soon."
Little White's face was a little anxious. He was worried that something would happen to Jiang Cheng if he went in. This was because he was asking for money and equipment in someone else's territory. What if someone flew into a rage out of humiliation and the boss was in danger?
However, Jiang Cheng obviously didn't care about this. He followed the servant into the huge villa. There were security guards with guns everywhere in the villa. Jiang Cheng couldn't help laughing in his heart. It seemed that the richer people were, the more afraid they were of death!
After many twists and turns, the servant finally stopped. He stood in front of a huge door, bowed to Jiang Cheng and said, "Mr. Jiang, please come in. Master is waiting for you inside!" After that, the servant left in a flash.
Jiang Cheng nodded to the servant to express his gratitude. Then, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the huge door. The door was very heavy and very large. Jiang Cheng used a lot of strength to push it open. After pushing the door open, he saw that it was actually a huge living room.
In the middle of the living room, there was a huge sofa. On the sofa, there was an old man with a full beard. His beard was a little white. He was wearing a white robe typical of rich people in the Middle East and had a white scarf on his head. His eyes were fixed on Jiang Cheng, who had just come in.
The old man's eyes were very sharp, and there was a kind of intimidating aura. Jiang Cheng instantly felt that he was being squeezed by a strong aura. However, Jiang Cheng quickly changed his expression and looked at the old man without fear.
After ten seconds, Jiang Cheng said to the old man, "Mr. Basar, you won't just stand like this when you meet me, will you?"
The old man seemed a little embarrassed. He waved his hand and patted the sofa next to him and said, "Hello, Mr. Jiang, please sit down!"
Jiang Cheng didn't sit on the sofa next to him. Instead, he sat in front of the sofa in front of him and said, "I'll sit here. When we Chinese visit guests, we like to sit face to face. It's disrespectful to sit next to the host!"
Basar smiled. He suddenly felt that the young man who came today was very unusual. In the past, when he talked to the people sent by PetroChina, those people seemed to be very afraid of him. After all, he was the boss of several large oil fields and had hundreds of armed forces under his command. He was as rich as a country. It was indeed a kind of pressure to talk to someone like him.
However, he didn't expect that the man in front of him was not afraid of his aura at all. Instead, he behaved very casually and was very active. He didn't act like the Chinese people who came before.
Basar nodded with satisfaction and said to Jiang Cheng, "Hello, Mr. Jiang. I wonder what PetroChina wants to talk to me about this time?"
"No, no, no, I'm not from PetroChina. I'm not their employee. I'm the boss of a security company!" Jiang Cheng said, waving his hand.
Basar was a little surprised. He asked, "Why? Mr. Jiang, I don't need security services. I have the world's most powerful mercenaries protecting me. I don't need other security companies at all. "
Jiang Cheng smiled. It seemed that Basar thought of him as a salesman. He smiled and said, "No, no, no, Mr. Basar, I'm not here to provide security services for you. I'm here to provide security services for your oil field. Do you remember the Tarisu oil field?"
Tarisu, a place that Basar loved and hated at the same time. He bought a large oil field there, but because it was located at the border between Saudi Arabia and Iraq, and Iraq was in a civil war, terrorist organizations ran amok in Iraq and other places in the Middle East, the whole Middle East was now in the flames of war.
Fortunately, when the war was not very serious, Basar sold the oil field to a Chinese oil company at a high price. They offered a high price, and Basar did not even think about it. He directly signed a contract with the very cute Chinese, and it was a lease contract for the oil field, not a sale contract.
It meant that the Chinese bought the mining rights of the oil field for ten years, but did not own it. In other words, the Chinese rented a piece of land at a high price. For the next ten years, the things in this land would belong to the Chinese, and after ten years, the land would return to Basar's hands.
Basar frowned and asked Jiang Cheng, "Mr. Jiang, I don't understand what you mean. My oil field, do I need security services? Isn't it already Chinese territory? "
"No, no, no, Mr. Basar, have you forgotten the terms of the contract? One of them is like this: During the Chinese mining period, if the safety of the oil field is threatened, you have the responsibility and obligation to maintain the safety of the oil field. After all, this oil field is only rented by us.
We bought it, so in the final analysis, this oil field is still yours. Now the oil field has been occupied by the terrorist organization. According to the relevant intelligence, the terrorist organization is preparing to develop the oil field. If they firmly control the oil field in their hands, what do you think?
If they firmly control the oil field in their hands, do you think this oil field will still be yours after ten years? "
"Also, according to the latest intelligence we received, the Americans seem to be very interested in that oil field. If they send troops to drive away the terrorist organizations and seize the oil field, do you think you can still get your oil field back in the future?" Jiang Cheng asked with a smile.
At this point, Basar's expression began to change. He let out a long sigh and asked Jiang Cheng, "Well, young man, now you can tell me the purpose of your trip!"
Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "My purpose is very simple. My purpose is to fight for our oil field. My ultimate goal is that we can all benefit from this oil field. In the jargon, it's called TWO.
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