Rebirth of the fighting nation's rich second generation

As soon as Liu Zhixiong left his office, before Vladimir had time to take a sip of water, Secretary Andrei knocked on his office door again.

"Boss, we have received relevant materials about Amin, the grandson of President Kimbem of Budinya, from General Musala.

"Have you seen it?" Vladimir didn't expect Musala to be so efficient. It took him only three or four days to return to London, and Musala had already collected and sorted out the materials.

Of course, Roselle's work efficiency is not bad. I figured that he would make a phone call and instruct the people below to do it. Roselle would completely ignore what happened next.

"I've read it and checked it on the Internet. It's roughly the same. Do you need to send the Moon Newspaper?" Andre said.

It is best to fabricate such generally similar materials, which will definitely not affect the objective reality.

"That's good, let Abraham and the others hurry up and publish it."

Vladimir firmly believed that as soon as the report about Amin came out, it would not immediately cause a large-scale "earthquake" in Budinya, and there would definitely be a turmoil in at least a few days.

He also believes that this turmoil, the smart Musala can seize these opportunities.

Just as Andre was about to leave, he was suddenly stopped by him again.

"By the way, Andre, what company does Anna work for now?"

"Boss, she is now working for Star Sports TV."

"That's not bad. I know this sports TV station has the highest sports ratings."

"Yes, she likes the job herself."

"Of course, if a better platform is needed, we can also provide it here. Perhaps the press officer of Chelsea Club is very suitable for her."

The reason why Vladimir felt that the news officer was very suitable for Anna was because she combined the advantages of Anna's whole body, smart, intelligent, beautiful, generous, multilingual, and more importantly, she graduated from the media major. The position couldn't have been more suitable for her.

"Thank you boss, let's see her personally."

"Yes, it mainly depends on the individual. I believe that Anna will develop very well."

After chatting with Andrei for a while, Vladimir had a rare moment of free time, subconsciously picked up the mobile phone on the table, and called his girlfriend.

Eve Bora, who has become famous in the modeling circle, plans to gradually fade out of the modeling circle. For her personal future development, she is more inclined to be a movie star. However, due to her height of 1.8 meters, if she wears high heels, her height will be even higher. Between 1.8m and 1.9m, even Omi, who is tall and burly, rarely has actors of suitable height to play with her.

She is waiting for transformation and development. She has not received the favor of Hollywood directors. Instead, the outdoor reality show "Future Queen" has found her and is planning to produce variety shows around the world.

At first, Vladimir did not agree with his girlfriend to participate in these messy reality shows, but after seeing that his girlfriend did have a transformation plan, he still made concessions.

The shooting time of each reality show is only five to seven days, but her salary for one episode is as high as 500 million US dollars, which is definitely higher than the salary for filming.

In the modeling era, Eve Bora's annual income was between 4000 and [-] million US dollars, so she was definitely not short of money, and she hoped to enhance her global popularity through this reality show.

Since the weather in Europe is far less warm than that in Baxi recently, these episodes were filmed in Baxi.

Vladimir pinched his fingers and did some calculations. This time his girlfriend left London, and it may take at least a month before she returns.

After making intimate calls with his girlfriend for a while, Vladimir stopped talking with Eve Bora until the knock on the office door rang.

To Vladimir's surprise, it was Sergey who came in.

As a housekeeper, Sergey rarely appeared in his office. When working in the office, Andre served him more.

"What is it? Sergey," Vladimir said, lighting a cigar for himself.

Sergey was as respectful as always, "Master, I just received a call from Peter's secretary, saying that Mr. and Mrs.'s private plane will take off at one o'clock in the afternoon, and it is expected to arrive in London at six o'clock in the evening. You are going to the dinner party."

"Okay, I see." Vladimir didn't pay too much attention to the dinner that Sergey said. After all, he had a lot of things to deal with.

"If there is no problem, at around five o'clock in the evening, shall I arrange for you to go to the airport or go directly to Mr. and Mrs.'s manor?"

"Let's go to the airport."

"clear."

After the brief report, Sergey left quickly, and Vladimir began to listen to the reports of the group executives.

This time it was the group cfo, Mr. Sumarokov.

"Boss, just now we received a huge sum of [-] million US dollars, which is very strange."

Vladimir half-jokingly half-seriously said: "Is there any doubt about the extra money?"

Sumarokov nodded, "We have never cooperated with this company before, and it is still a London company."

"Really?" Vladimir suddenly became more energetic, and there is such a good thing?

"Yes, so I came to report to you, have you negotiated any business recently?"

Vladimir thought for a while, "There hasn't been any good cooperation recently, can you find their contact number?"

Sumarokov shook his head: "This company is very strange. There is no contact information on the Internet, let alone a specific office address. Could it be money laundering?"

Vladimir snorted coldly, "If someone dares to launder money through our account, then this is the tuition fee."

At this moment, his mobile phone on the table rang again.

Picking up the phone, it was Abdullah calling.

Abdullah went straight to the point, "Sorry, Vladimir, did you receive a remittance of [-] million dollars?"

"Yes."

"We called." Abdullah couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I just registered a new company, and I'm also a newcomer in finance, with no experience. I sent you [-] million dollars directly and advertised on my chest for two years."

Now Vladimir fully understands that the money is a chest advertisement.

"You don't want any contracts?" He joked.

"The contract is definitely required, let's make it up later, otherwise how will the finances be accounted for?"

"It's still you who are brave enough to give me [-] million U.S. dollars without saying a word or asking for my opinion."

"We checked and found that the highest chest advertisement for a football club in a year is Real Madrid's 8000 million US dollars. We offer [-] million US dollars. Do you have any objections?"

Vladimir admired these big dogs for their generous spending, besides admiration.

……

At five o'clock in the afternoon, he went straight to the airport on time under the protection of bodyguards.

When he arrived at the airport, Vladimir felt that his father and mother looked a little ugly.

Vaguely, he felt that something happened again.