I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 114: Help me play a villain

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Sometimes hesitated on the other end of the phone, and then there was a chatter.

"That, I am now transformed, you know. And now I am still in the" examination period ", you say this ... I'm afraid that the Lawrence guy will come to talk to me again . "

Jiang Chen was stunned to hear Robert's bitter tone, and he almost didn't laugh out loud.

It is estimated that this product has not been very good recently. During the investigation period, it is estimated that the FBI is monitoring his phone now. This is really people cooking, after all, "I am monitoring you" is written on the face.

I ’m so miserable, I also pretend to be B, what to say to Los Angeles, I ’m covering you ...

With a smile on his heart, Jiang Chen shook his head and prepared to hang up.

"Okay, it seems that you can't do this business, then I'll hang up."

"No no no, wait a minute ..."

The phone hung up, but soon his phone rang again.

Pressed the connect button, Jiang Chen asked teasingly.

"Changed the number?"

"Hey, this number is convenient except for the expensive phone bills. Cough, what business is there to talk about."

"I remember you are the producer, how do you listen to your tone ... it seems that your recent past is not so beautiful?" Jiang Chen asked in a playful tone.

He remembers that the gold business was more than five billion US dollars. According to the 9% handling fee, the loan interest and other costs were eliminated, and finally he should be able to make tens of millions.

You have no money so soon? That's a dollar.

"Uh, cough, the movie box office recycling is slow, you know." Roberts said with a smile.

"You guys, shouldn't you spend all your money on the **** of those Hollywood chicks?" Jiang Chen scolded.

This kinky, stick, do n’t do anything good with money.

Just thinking about it, Jiang Chen's expression is strange. He always felt that this sentence seemed to apply to himself.

"Cough, let's discuss the business." Roberts' embarrassed dry cough came over the phone.

After hearing the words, Jiang Chen smiled, instead of teasing him, but changed his tone seriously.

"You used to work in sensitive areas, should you be familiar with organizations like mercenaries?"

"Oh? Do you want to hire mercenaries? But Hua Guo-"

"Not in China," Jiang Chen interrupted Roberts. "I need you to help me hire a group of people, um ... help me train bodyguards."

Bodyguard? Roberts was stunned.

"Hei Shui International is good for bodyguards."

"Heishui does not work, you also said that they are too close to the FBI." Jiang Chen refused categorically. He didn't want to leave one circle and get into another circle.

"Hey, I know you guys definitely didn't want to do anything good," Roberts's teasing voice came from the phone, and he paused. "The US domestic mercenary organizations are basically the White House. With one leg, you have to go to Africa, the Middle East, or Eastern Europe to find the kind of guy who only recognizes money but not people. "

"Then do that. You will accompany me on a trip to Eastern Europe." Jiang Chen Shen said.

"Impossible. I'm afraid that if I got off the plane at that kind of place and didn't stand still, I would have to be pushed back. Speaking buddy, aren't you going to do the gold business? That is more stable." Roberts smiled bitterly.

"Gold is not planted in the ground. I said, don't you want to play a little bigger?" Jiang Chen suddenly laughed.

The phone fell silent.

Jiang Chen did not urge him. He knew that Roberts must be hesitating, but he would eventually agree.

There is no risk, is it still called a merchant? This guy is an adventurer at heart.

"Okay, you persuaded me ... Although my intuition told me that you might be crazy this time. I do n’t understand that you are doing a good job there, it ’s all 'industry transformation' Why are you still — "

"I have my troubles. Roberts, just like you have your troubles." Jiang Chen said meaningfully.

"... Okay, I get it. It seems reasonable to say that once **** is on your hands, it seems that it ca n’t be washed in a lifetime, hehe."

Although he did not wash his hands after returning from Iraq, the troubles on him never stopped, except that the money was almost spent. The name of the producer looks pretty on the surface, but in fact it is like that, in the final analysis, it is still a word of money. With money, those directors are naturally happy to make friends with you, and then invest in something.

If you have no money, who will take care of you?

He invested a lot of money, but he did n’t know how much he could get back at the box office. In terms of movies, he is completely a layman.

"Let ’s talk about your remuneration first, 20 million US dollars-"

"Deal!"

Jiang Chen froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "You don't ask what is it? If I let you go to the Pentagon, will you go too?"

After hearing that, Roberts smiled and touched his nose, "Cough, man, I believe you won't pit me. And if I really received your money to blow it up, I'm afraid you won't please . "

Jiang Chen smiled noncommittally.

"Return to the official story. First, mercenary. I don't care what you think, I need ten people, and the kind is experienced."

The phone was silent for a moment.

"I will let Nick go to Ukraine, and I have some friendship with General Makarov. Although my person is not there, there should be no problem writing an introduction letter. But this person is very greedy ..."

"I will go in person and let Nick wait for me over there. Should it be fine to pay with gold?"

"Of course no problem, now only gold and dollar bills are recognized there." Roberts smiled.

"Second, refugees. Is n’t Europe a refugee wave? I will share points for them. To help me use my brain, I need about a hundred people."

"Shit, what do you want to do —"

"I remember you said the deal." Jiang Chen said with a light tone.

After hesitating for a while, Roberts gave up and sighed.

"Okay. I think ... where are you going to let these people get off the boat?"

"Africa."

"Okay, I probably understand what you mean, that is to say you want to build a mercenary yourself? Or do you mean to be behind you-"

"Cough, I think you still don't know too much is better, isn't it?" Jiang Chen smiled and interrupted Roberts.

Mercenary? Too young to look at me.

"It's my mouth," Roberts smirked. He suddenly remembered what grenades the drone Jiang Chen pulled out last time in Iraq. I'm afraid that the organization behind him is really not something he can casually explore.

"Well, hijack a ship full of stowaways in the Mediterranean, and then disembark in Libya. Is it OK to go overland to Niger?"

"Is Niger messy enough?"

This is what Jiang Chen is most concerned about.

"Normal, but poor enough. For hundreds of thousands of dollars, you can buy a wasteland from the chieftain, and close your eyes to what you do there." Roberts smiled.

Africa is a paradise for mercenaries.

Poverty provided them with a sufficient source of troops, and chaos allowed them to cross their borders with flagrant guns. Although I don't know why Jiang Chen didn't pick up the cheap **** on the spot, Roberts did not ask any more questions.

"Very good, it's up to you to transport the people, and I will handle the other things."

"Just these two points?"

"No, there is one more point." Then, Jiang Chen's face flashed a playful smile, "I heard that you are now a producer in Hollywood, right?"

"Uh? That's right, I remember you should know." Roberts said with some confusion.

"Then you help me play a villain, 20 million is your pay, I will pay with gold."

Jiang Chen smiled very evilly. (To be continued.)