America’s Big Hero

(Jiagen is integrated into it. Now all of them are 4D chapters. Let the fireworks update 12,000. We are not that capable.)

(I didn't go in today, my son had a cold, and I struggled all night last night)

(Finally, I asked for a monthly pass, thank you, this monthly pass is too few... It's terrible, only 597, and 1,000 in half a month!)

It was Sean's temporary decision to engage in joint exercises.

The reason, of course, is to support Butler Mitchell.

Two days ago, just yesterday, Lao Bu helped Sean get through the relationship. When interviewed by reporters, CIA people specifically talked about the recent proliferation of poisonous problems.

Enter 50 tons of cocaine and 9,000 tons of cannabis leaves annually, this number is simply sensational!

Most were left from the state of Bolivar, and a spokesman for the CIA said they had evidence of the involvement of the Bolivar governor.

This news was reprinted by major newspapers the next day at the behest of Lao Bu, and the news quickly spread throughout North and South America.

The next day, a spokesperson for the U.S. Drug Enforcement Administration (DEA) also spoke up, also accusing Colombia of planting and producing a large number of poisonous seeds, which endangers the world. Take action to crack down on this drug country, and the United Nations should also take action and severely punish it.

When he saw the news, Sean was shocked. He didn't expect Lao Bu to be so powerful. Not only did the CIA come out to speak on the platform, but the anti-drug police also followed.

What surprised him even more was that later, a spokesperson of the US Foreign Office also stood up, also blaming the rampant problem of Colombian drug lords, and also pointed out that those drug lords were all anti-government armed forces and terrorist organizations. Great harm to the international community.

After the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, several departments jumped out, and later, the House of Representatives, the Senate, many members also jumped out, and the governors of several states also jumped out...

This time, Sean couldn't see it.

Is the old cloth so powerful?

In fact, they all jumped out to join in the fun.

Anti-drugs, this kind of thing can never go wrong.

When the wind blows, everyone is naturally willing to take a bubble to show their existence and show that they have no corpse meal.

An anti-drug trend blew out of Washington at once and blew toward South America.

With such a commotion, the governor of the state of Bolivar was restless for several days, and it was the American father who spoke. How could he not be afraid.

For several days, he looked haggard, couldn't sleep at night, and kept moving up and down, so that he didn't find the report for power dispatching at all.

However, it doesn't matter anymore, for Sean, it doesn't matter.

…

"Do you understand?"

"Don't worry, it's very clear that the guy's every move and daily action route are all under control."

"What is the result of the monitoring?"

"Not bad, that guy really has something to do with the drug lords." Armstrong was mobilized by Sean early to catch the governor of Bolivar State in person.

"Living in a house full of shit, how can he be clean, even if he has an umbrella." Sean sneered, "What about the others?"

"The police and customs are the most rotten, and other departments are not clean either. It's nothing more than a superficial problem."

"Well, just keep the recording."

After Armstrong left, Sean looked at Jeff, "You're going to lead the action yourself, you'll be safe."

"Don't worry." Jeff grinned.

"Well, remember to put on the common equipment of the guerrillas here." Sean reminded.

"Don't worry, everything is ready."

…

In the wild, an empty and uninhabited land,

The ground is leveled out, and lines are drawn on both sides, and the distance between the two lines is the same as that of the road.

"According to the intelligence, this is the only way for the target to go home every day." Jeff put on a wig again, his hair was a little messy, and several people around him were wearing dark green military uniforms, which were worn out and could not see any signs.

"When I plan to carry out the mission, it will be divided into three groups of people. You, you, and you will prepare people on both sides of the road. When the target vehicle arrives, use the mortar to carry out a preset strike." After speaking, Jeff pointed to the side. Four mortars dropped on the ground.

The kind of infantry mortars used in World War II can be operated by one person.

"When the target vehicle is blown up, I will show up with a third group of people to do a second strike to make sure the target is dead."

After speaking, Jeff patted a newly drawn map in his hand and said, "This ruler is very accurate, and the error is within 10CM. After a while, everyone will be here for rehearsal."

"Mainly the two of you, make sure that the target vehicle blows up the vehicle when it arrives here."

"We must be fine," said an X security person. "The scale and angle can be calculated in advance, and the error is almost non-existent, not to mention that there are four mortars as insurance."

"The problem now is that if the other party's speed suddenly accelerates or decelerates suddenly, there is no way to control it."

"You don't need to worry about it, there will be someone from the intelligence team to cooperate, just be yourself."

More than ten rounds of shells were drilled in advance. In order to ensure foolproofness, a base was specially made for the mortar to ensure that the mortar was in a horizontal state, so that there was no need to adjust the angle on the spot.

the next day…

The unworthy Mr. Governor left the government building with a gloomy face. In the past few days, everyone has been avoiding him like a plague god. It's no wonder he is in a good mood.

When I got in the car, the driver started it, and the governor sitting in the back didn't speak, closing his eyes and resting.

"The target has appeared, has followed, and is advancing according to the predetermined route."

"Received, the traffic flow on the target road is being controlled."

ten minutes later…

"The target has entered the preset section."

"Received, the follow-up vehicles will be intercepted immediately." The order here, immediately a car rubbed against the next car, and both cars parked on the road obliquely, blocking the road section.

Whoever gives Sean a headache, I will give him no chance to have a headache again. What he wants is the death of the governor, and he does not want to do any terrorist attack and cause too many casualties.

"Shuh" the governor's car passed by, and the person squatting on the side of the road looked down at the laser speedometer in his hand, lowered his head into the headset and said, "The target speed is 45."

"Prepare, the target is here!" Jeff received the news that the firing time was different depending on the speed of the vehicle. The four mortar gunners were in the yard they found in advance, a dozen meters away, and could not see the situation here at all.

This requires Jeff to issue an order for both parties to cooperate.

"preparation!"

"Let it go!" Jeff gave an order, 'tong' 'tong' 'tong' 'tong' four times, four artillery shells drawn an arc, and fell right next to the governor's car, two of which were more direct Hit the car.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

In the violent explosion, the car was directly blown and rolled out, and the fire completely engulfed the car body.

Jeff restrained himself from shouting 'dog dog', spoke Colombian Spanish, and rushed out with a few people in old military uniforms.

Having been in Cartagena for so long, still on the streets, his simple Spanish has no problem at all.

The firearm in his hand is an old-fashioned US military weapon, well, the source is well known.

A few people rushed to the side of the car, regardless of whether they were dead or not, they just shot frantically at the car body. After a shuttle of bullets emptied, Jeff took off two grenades and threw them while shouting the slogans of the anti-government army. went in.

Then he turned around and ran away.

"Boom" and "Boom" are two more explosions.

This made it very troublesome to determine whether the identity of the deceased was Mr. Governor. The body was broken and burnt...

…

The governor is dead!

Governor killed by rebel drug dealer!

As for why it can be determined that they are anti-government armed people, it is still necessary to ask, other than this group of people, who would use the small mortars of World War II!

And there were eyewitnesses.

They clearly saw the attackers wearing rebel uniforms, also with an accent from southeastern Colombia.

In addition, it was passed on during this period of time... oh, it is no longer a pass, everyone knows that this Mr. Governor is involved in the pan-poisoning.

Although this is not a rare thing in Colombia, but, after all, there is a problem.

"Crack!" Butler Mitchell slapped the table in front of him with a slap in the face, his face full of indignation!

In front of him is a camera, and at the moment, Butler Mitchell is being interviewed live.

"These anti-government armed forces have no humanity. They produce drugs, spread drugs, and attack and kill government officials. They are lawless. In the past three years, six senior government officials have been attacked and killed by these anti-government armed forces!" Butler Mitchell was excited He waved his arms loudly.

"These people are completely terrorist organizations, and on behalf of Cartagena, on behalf of everyone in the state of Bolivar, I strongly condemn these anti-government guerrillas!"

"We can't back down because of their terrorist attack, we have to say no to them!"

As for whether these people were really killed by the rebels... Whether others believe it or not, Butler Mitchell must believe it anyway.

This is enough!

Just a day after Butler Mitchell gave a live televised interview.

The local newspaper in Bolivar state published such a news, and there is a recording, which is the deceased governor, in which the governor said something about pantoxin.

As soon as the newspaper came out, it immediately set off a storm in the local area.

Although everyone knows that he has a high probability of really participating in this industry chain, but knowing is knowing, and exposure is exposure, those are two completely different concepts.

For a time, parades appeared in several major cities in the state of Bolivar, holding signs and shouting slogans, demanding an immediate re-election.

This made the state government, which was already in turmoil because of the assassination of the governor, even more chaotic.

At the moment, Butler Mitchell is drinking with Sean at the base next to Cartagena.

Several major newspapers in the state have been bought by Sean long ago. Anyway, they are not worth much, including the local TV station in Cartagena, which is already Sean's property.

The Colombian local media is nothing but the local media, and its scope of influence is limited to more than 2 million local people. Even the Colombian national media has no international influence, let alone this kind of local media.

Apart from influencing some local public opinion environment, it has no effect, but Sean thinks that is enough.

Wouldn't it come in handy now!

With Sean pushing behind and local media exerting all-round force, this time Butler Mitchell's coming to power will not be much resistance.

And, before that, Sean was ready to give the final push.

That is the "X Security and Police Joint Anti-Terrorism Exercise" to be held soon.

This time Butler Mitchell came to discuss this matter.

"Why don't you change your name?" Leighton Steven said after Butler left: "X Security Company, the name is a bit out of step with the development."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Sean didn't understand.

"It's no longer a small security company in New Jersey, but now it's a big company that can affect the security environment of a region, especially after the Keeling guided missile destroyer returns, you have the ability to challenge the naval power of many countries. "Leighton Steven raised his hand with a smile and said, "Should there be a better name for the armed forces that affect a country or region?"

"Hi!" Sean raised his brows, yes, there should be a better name!

In an instant, a flash of light flashed in Sean's mind, and he blurted out, "Umbrella!"

"Huh?" Leighton Steven was taken aback for a moment, and after a few tastes in his mouth, his eyes could not help but light up, "Umbrella, umbrella, this name is good, provide an umbrella for anyone!"

"The full name is Umbrella Security Consultants, which provides security solutions for all regions of the world!" Sean said with a smile, "It's not just about protecting anyone, but security solutions in the future!"

"It sounds... expensive!"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Since Sean has decided to come, he will act immediately. The process of changing the name is a bit troublesome, so we can only announce it to the public first, and the process will go slowly.

No way, if it is another company, then re-register a head office, and then swallow X security, but security company, because it involves the approval of the use of various heavy weapons, there is no way to do it.

Of course, this matter is also in X Security, no, there are some waves inside the umbrella, and outsiders don't care.

However, in order to celebrate the establishment of the "Umbrella", Sean is going to make this joint exercise a bit grander.

To this end, I deliberately communicated with the US military base on the Bahamas side, and purchased 2 M48 medium tanks again, and 4 108mm self-propelled mortar vehicles.

In addition, another Black Hawk was also transferred.

The M48 medium tank, which began service in 1950, is still in service in the US military.

This thing produced 11,730 units that year and participated in the Korean War, the Vietnam War and the Middle East War.

In addition to the U.S. military, other Eastern Central, Eastern European, Southeast Asian, and Cosmos countries have all bought a lot from the United States as main battle tanks.

Reference data of M48 medium tank:

Total combat weight: 49 tons

Main weapon: 105mm rifled gun

Auxiliary weapons: 1 7.62mm machine gun

Ammunition base: 105mm artillery rounds, 64 rounds, 7.62mm machine gun rounds, 10,000 rounds

Night sighting instrument: infrared

Maximum speed: 48 km/h

Maximum travel: 463 kilometers

Armor Protection: Homogeneous Steel Armor

What Sean came up with is that the M48A2 is an improved model, with three defense devices installed, and ordinary RPGs can't handle this big guy.

For this joint exercise, Sean invited a lot of people to watch the ceremony, the second generation of Xiao Bu, Hayden, and Robert, those rich American bosses in the Cartagena Industrial Zone.

This is showing them the determination and strength to provide protection.

Those mafia bosses in the southeastern United States didn't leave either. Sean didn't restrict them, but they didn't want to leave.

I just want to see what this so-called anti-terrorism exercise looks like!

Although it is definitely incomparable to the US military exercise, this is a private armed force!

Time flies, and Sean also specially arranged for the filming team to come and follow the whole process.

On the podium, Sean and Butler Mitchell took turns giving speeches, emphasizing the importance and necessity of security and counter-terrorism.

Neither of them were too long-winded, although Sean personally ordered, "The drill begins!"

The main person in charge of this exercise is the former army colonel Dennis Abbott, and Sean invited him back to command the group operations.

Bill and the others have no problem as managers. If they really fight, they really don't have those two brushes.

With an order, the first two Black Hawk helicopters were dispatched to carry out high-altitude strikes on the preset hilltop targets, 8 hellfires, 38 rockets, "Boom", "Boom", "Boom", "Boom". Bombing wildly.

After the bombing was completed, an armed helicopter carried out high-altitude reconnaissance, and then the ground troops began to advance.

The two tanks are a little less, but they are so imposing. The 50-ton big guy rumbled and opened, it was really unstoppable!

The sound of "Boom", "Boom", "Boom" and "Boom" sounded again, and five 108mm mortar vehicles began to cover the fire.

Behind the two tanks, six armored vehicles followed.

No infantry as imagined appeared, all mechanized combat.

The tank's 105mm rifled gun kept roaring, and the six-barreled Gatling on the 6 armored vehicles kept roaring, plus the mortars behind it that kept firing at a fixed frequency...

The scheduled battlefield is 4 kilometers away, the sound of cannons is rumbling, and the smoke is billowing...

Sean looked around: "My sergeant, isn't he quite majestic?"

The crowd said, "A true bear and tiger!"

Xiao pointed to the distance again, the gunpowder was billowing, and the gunfire was thundering.

Xiao said, "Is my firepower sufficient?"

The crowd said: "The soldiers are skilled and artillery, and their reputation is well-deserved!"

Xiao Zhan laughed drunkenly and said, "Ge Wu, what a slap in the face!"

ahem...

At least it looks like now, if there is anyone in that place, it must be fried to pieces by now.

I don't know what to do with the U.S. military. If it is the brother's military, just rush to the 2 million US dollars that was sent out in just ten minutes, and the brother's military will be gone.

I really don't look down on the Colombian Army, well, just look down on it.

Yes, the Colombian Army does not have tanks, their current state-of-the-art is the M113 armored vehicle.

That's right, it's the umbrella type, just three generations behind Sean's...

Sean's is an A3.

Of course, there are a lot of derivatives made on the M113 that Sean doesn't have, reconnaissance vehicles, mine-resistant ambush vehicles... uh, no more.

Looking at the rumbling scheduled battlefield, Sean's brows gradually wrinkled, he always felt that something was missing?

"Why, you're not satisfied?" Xiaobu smiled and leaned over and asked, "I think you've saved a lot of money. You can't stop this mess without 2 million."

"Oh, ah, it's not about money, I always feel like something is missing." Sean rubbed his chin and frowned.

"Don't you think there are fewer ground-to-air missiles? Air-to-air missiles?" Xiaobu looked at Sean in surprise, "Are you sure you can afford that thing, and it will be gone after a hundred thousand shots!"

"No no... I'm sloppy!" He suddenly exclaimed, and he saw a group of people in police uniforms rushing out.

A full 500 people rushed towards the battlefield with their feet open.

He finally knew what was missing!

After agreeing that it was a joint exercise with the police, Sean covered his forehead as he watched the policeman who rushed up aggressively and then began to bend over to clean up the battlefield.

Sure enough, it was a joint exercise, and the police came out to wash the ground!

Traditional arts!

Yes, at this point, the drill is coming to an end.

After all, it is not a serious exercise, there is no opponent, just follow a fixed route, and then blow up all the better set targets.

As for the police... small pistols, submachine guns, etc. really don't work, so don't go up and send casualty data.

Just do your job well.

Of course, it was mainly the post-war comforting work, and the washing of the ground was incidental.

At the end of the exercise, Sean was very satisfied. He could see from the rich people who came to invest here. Although his ears were shaking and his ears were ringing, his face was full of smiles.

The mafia bosses have also become polite.

This is Colombia, not to the Balkans or Chechnya, here, enough!

The video of the exercise filmed today can be played in Colombia to dispel all malicious gazes.

The name Sean has thought about it, and the way of advertising is to promote the business of the 'Umbrella' company.

Of course, there is no way to broadcast it in the United States. However, I believe that this group of mafia will send the news back soon. This time there are pictures and the truth.

Just ask you, have you seen the military exercise?

When bragging, the waist can be straighter.

Just relying on this firepower, scraping 10%, ah, ah, charging 10% of the service fee, is it reasonable!

This is a beaver!

The video of the exercise was edited and aired on local television soon.

The effect of the broadcast was somewhat beyond Sean's expectations. Cartagena, including the residents of the entire Bolivar state, had a very strong and positive response.

There was absolutely no sense of humiliation as Sean imagined.

This is the private armed forces of other countries showing off their might on the land of other countries!

This made Sean feel unexpected and reasonable.

Colombia, or the vast majority of people in South America, don't have a strong national concept at all, or simply don't have much sense of identity with their own country.

But think about it, the military is backward, the corruption is deeply rooted, the war is constant, the diplomacy is weak, the law and order is chaotic, the drug is rampant, and the gap between the rich and the poor is huge...

Well, this last one doesn't count.

It is difficult for people to have much sense of identity in such a country.

Not to mention, the current Colombians are all mixed-race descendants of immigrants from the age of sailing.

Too many people think about escaping this country and into their paradise, America, Europe.

Indeed, even if it is being shot every day by people, it is much better than the law and order in Colombia.

At this time, there is a powerful armed force, the kind that will never disturb the people, and can ensure the local security. Coupled with the paradise in their minds, it is not difficult to imagine that they are sought after.

In this regard, Sean is very happy to see it happen.

With the end of the exercise, the anti-government armed forces hostile to Sean disappeared. Jeff immediately told Sean that several organizations had contacted him, and the subsequent transactions hoped to be carried out in the trading area.

I also hope to have more and all-round cooperation with the umbrella company.

All-round cooperation... Hehe, Sean laughed without saying a word.

There will be!

In addition, in the past few days, residents of other cities in the state of Bolivar have gradually begun to flow towards Cartagena.

It's like a wave of migrant workers.

The entire state of Bolivar has more than 2 million inhabitants, half of which are in Cartagena. Sean specifically contacted Butler Mitchell.

He hopes that after Butler Mitchell wins the governor, he will simply move the state government to Cartagena to further establish Cartagena's status.

There is no need for Sean to worry about the latter. With his backing, Butler Mitchell will win the governor in this early election.

After getting these things done, Sean once again purchased a large piece of land for the construction of a thermal power plant.

The price this time is very low. First, it is not close to the city. Second,

Here is my Cartagena!

In the future, Sean has many plans for his Cartagena!

Of course, that's all in the future, and now that Sean has to rush back to the United States, there are still many things waiting for him.

…

"Since Congress has approved X security, oh, sorry, it is now a protective umbrella, and since you have been approved to have destroyer-level warships, then there must be no problem here." Joel Ronald said with a smile: "The price, I have already contacted We have discussed, if we calculate according to the price of scrap iron, 2,600 tons, it is also 2.6 million kilograms, 500,000 US dollars."

"But you know, it can't really be as long as 50,000."

"200,000!" Sean stretched out two fingers.

Joel Ronald blinked. He thought he heard it wrong. After a while, he suddenly realized, "Even if I charge you 200,000, I can't keep the price down."

"No no no, I mean, I only pay 200,000 for the battleship!" Sean showed a smile.

"That's impossible!" Jole Ronald jumped like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

The gunboats also sold for 500,000 dollars. The dignified Keeling-class battleships are advanced after 20 years. How could it be only 200,000 dollars.

"Nothing is impossible. Since it is scrap iron, the price of scrap iron must be sold. At the beginning, I remember that it was only 100,000 when I sold it to Dongbianwan Bay." Sean pouted. , of course it is different.

"That's military aid, it's for the big empire in the east, it's almost a free gift, and when it's sold to other countries, such as South Korea, Turkey, and Israel, it's all refitted, with the addition of a Killing-class missile system. 60 million!"

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, dear Joel, we are friends, when did I make you suffer, you know, I'm a generous person!" Sean smiled and reassured: "200,000 is a waste of money. The price of iron, scrap iron is scrap iron, this is a normal transaction and needs to be reported to the IRS.”

"As for other consulting fees, we'll talk about it separately."

"Huh!" Joel Ronald breathed a sigh of relief. After some bargaining, Joel asked Sean for another full $3.5 million.

Sean agreed, however, regarding the checkout method, Sean mentioned a little more, "I don't have much cash in hand, if you follow me, you should know that I have a lot of business to start recently, and I don't have much cash. Yes, so, at the checkout, I want to top the bill with something else."

"Huh?" Joel looked at Sean vigilantly, "We don't need anything else, we just need money!"

"cocaine!"

"Kake...cough cough." Jiao Ersheng swallowed his objections. As we all know, the US military stationed abroad has been helping to transport drugs. For them, this thing is also hard currency.

"Who made us friends." Joel Ronald said with a smile: "I agree to this matter, but the price..."

A mysterious smile hung on the corner of Sean's mouth, and he made a gesture of 45. "I heard that the average price of high-purity products in China is not less than 65. Consumers also want to buy low-purity products at this price."

It happened that they had a large batch of goods in hand, and those drug criminals in North America wanted to pay the 'service fee' to get the money back. Sean refused verbally.

If you say that you don't want to do the poisonous business, you just don't do it, and your words count.

It doesn't matter if it's money or not.

Gustavo also called to ask for it, but Sean didn't agree to him!

It's just that principled.

However, if you give people away and exchange gifts, then there is no problem.

In the future, there will be no lack of ritual exchanges with the U.S. military.

It's not a pan-poison with the U.S. military, is it?

National institution!

"Ding!" The two sides smiled at each other, picked up the wine glass and touched it lightly.

friend!

Dear friends!

In the end, Sean persuaded Joel Ronald with a gift of 250 kilograms of small white powder.

Taken together, the price is $11.25 million!

The reason it's so expensive is because of keeping the radar system and weapon system on board, which is the big deal.

Of course, the modification of the missile system, the expansion of the helicopter bay, and the upgrade of the fire control system are all up to Sean himself.

For the missile system, Sean chose the Harpoon RGM-84 as the ship-launched type, and the MK-141 carrier-based quad-mounted platform for the launch system.

Different launch platforms have different prices, and there are three types of double-unit, quad-unit, and eight-unit units.

The firepower of the eight joints is fierce enough, but it is too expensive.

Sean decisively chose the quad launch platform. After all, it is not only the platform that needs money, but also the Harpoon missile!

still expensive...

Quadruple, prepare 2 bases, Sean feels distressed.

This distinguishes MK-140 and MK-141. MK-140 is a lightweight modification of small ships, but it is cheap. Sean finally gave up and chose the regular MK-141.

Modifications and weapon purchases are all out of order, and it will cost more than 10 million... I don't know if the other party can accept paying with small white powder... using small white powder as a gift.

Sean is a little distressed, I have no money!

In a few days, Robert A. Owens will bring his men here to hand over, and then drive the broken ship to the Norfolk Naval Shipyard in Virginia.

Originally the Keeling class was built more than 30 years ago at Todd's shipyard and should go there for refit.

As a result, 136 Todd Shipyard employees went on strike in June against proposed cuts in wages and benefits.

Now Todd Shipyard is preparing to file for bankruptcy, obviously there is no way to repair and refit Sean.

Of course, to say that, in fact, there are still more than 50 million in the account, and the box office of "The Great Bank Robbery" is divided.

After Sean finished talking with these North American drug criminals, business in Cartagena's trading area exploded.

According to Sean's calculation, because of the huge transaction volume, there are 50 tons of cocaine alone, plus about 9,000 tons of marijuana leaves, the service fee that can be obtained here is about 250 million yuan a year.

21 million per month!

In fact, there are not many. According to Sean's knowledge, the annual transaction volume of poison, ahem, and goods in North America is about 200 billion US dollars, and he is only one-thousandth of it.

Even so, Sean was able to lift his waist to stiffen up soon.

Of course, there are actually not as many as 250 million.

Umbrella is a big money grabber, the wages of those American soldiers, the cost of those ammunition.

An hour and a half of the military exercise cost more than 2 million. According to Robert A. Owens, a Keeling-class guided missile destroyer costs several million a year to maintain.

Moreover, it is definitely not enough to simply have a Keeling-class guided missile destroyer, and it must also be equipped with some auxiliary warships, including transport ships.

Plus, if you want the money to become legal income and withstand the IRS inspection, you have to pay taxes to the Colombian government.

Anyway, Sean is very distressed.

About 200 million a year.

Whenever I think about this question, Sean hates itching teeth, poisonous, and must be suppressed at any time.

Sean now controls most of the transportation channels on the east and south coasts of the United States, and the west coast has not yet started.

What's more, there is this market, the military and the CIA are also eating.

Oh, by the way, I heard that some people are making chemical poisons in the country and selling them directly, and we need to build a platform for factory direct sales!

It's just too **** outrageous!

Not safe at all!

With all these messes in mind, Sean fell asleep in a daze, and when he woke up, it was already in Newark.

His lair!

For a period of time in the future, he will have to worry about steel plants, garbage disposal businesses, supermarket systems, and TV networks.

Imagining Sean felt a little irritable.

They're all about to become workers!

Sure enough, when he came back, Bell was the first to find him, two words, and asked for money.

After the completion of the three connections and one leveling of the steel plant, plant construction, equipment installation, commissioning, commissioning, etc. will be required later, which requires a large amount of operating capital.

According to Hayden before, $10 million is enough, but it comes at the cost of a huge debt ratio. If you invest normally, this amount of money is definitely not enough. Just the management and senior technical backbones, one year's salary It's going to cost $3 million.

Sean once again allocated 10 million to play Bell, and Wolf Casey came to the door again.

Wolf Casey, head of the environmental protection company, Sean wants to expand the garbage disposal business. With David's help, it is a foregone conclusion that New York will be won. The population there is larger than the entire New Jersey now, and the amount of garbage that needs to be processed is even more. number.

Whether it is storage, sorting or incineration for power generation, all links must be at least doubled.

It's not over as soon as the upper lip touches the lower lip, it takes a lot of time!

It can only be that the field is built and waiting for the garbage, and the garbage cannot be allowed to wait for the field.

You know, New Yorkers pull more than 4,000 tons of **** every day. If this is not dealt with for a few days...

Can't wait for this thing.

"We are expanding and upgrading, and it is not as expensive as new construction." Wolf Casey took the plan in his hand and glanced at Sean carefully, "It only takes about 40 million to get it done."

Sean's eyes widened, and he suddenly felt that he was really not crazy at all.

Look at these guys, $40 million, that's an understatement.

"How much is the debt ratio on the company's side?" Sean forced a smile, making money for himself, with a bad attitude.

"Uh... It's still 70%." Seeing Sean's eyes widening again, Wolf Casey quickly said, "The blending oil plant has just started to generate profits, and the time is still short. Precious metal waste disposal, the first batch The goods have just been sent out, and the funds have not been returned."

"Boss, in just over a year, we have reduced the debt ratio from the original 80% to 70%. I believe it will start faster next year."

Sean was held back in one sentence. He paid 10 million yuan for this garbage disposal business at the beginning, and the rest was won by forcing the government to help guarantee the loan. What can he say...

"40 million is definitely not available, 20 million, at most, the rest of the loan." Sean sighed, thought for a while and added, "Don't ask our own bank for a loan, Kells is good."

"Yes, they are all our partners."

Playing away Wolf Casey, Sean found himself out of money.

Before leaving, Harvey just sent 45 million, plus more than 50 million in his hand.

The purchase of steel plant equipment, workshops, etc. will throw away 10 million, and when I come back, I will throw away 30 million, and the rest will be reserved for the purchase cost of the Keeling guided missile destroyer...

I used to think that the money in my hand could last a month.

Oh shit!

The layout is small!

Fortunately, the trading area is up and running, and the 45 million that was sent last time is being quickly distributed to the rebels in Colombia.

Immediately, you will be able to get back a mouthful of blood through the banking system!

It's almost the end of the year, and it's almost Christmas.

When thinking of Christmas, Sean thinks of Little Elk...

No, Sean doesn't want to stay in Newark for a moment. He has a headache and is exhausted physically and mentally. He needs physical and spiritual comfort now.

I called to inform myself that I was going to Los Angeles, and I flew the next day.

After getting on the plane, Sean couldn't help but want to buy his own sky palace!

No, **** it!

If you can’t be a laborer, you can buy it right away. Anyway, you don’t need to pay a one-time payment, just pay a deposit.

Yes, go to Boeing, Boeing still has its own shares, they are all their own!

Rockefeller did not lie to Rockefeller!

As soon as he came out of the airport, Diane Lane plunged into Sean's arms.

Some time ago, Diane Lane was busy filming "Die Hard" and didn't have time. After she finished filming, Sean was busy again flying around in the sky every day.

After almost three months of not seeing each other, Diane Lane missed Sean very much.

Of course, the main reason is that Sean will forget her.

After all, there are beautiful things in this world, but there are very few young, handsome and super-rich like Sean.

Norris was always there at the right time, and Sean had just arrived at his Beverly Hills villa to find it was already festive.

Not only houses have a festive atmosphere, but people also have…

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