Chapter 417 Boss, are you still doing business? !
Yucatán.
In a luxurious villa, the sound of Mi Mi sounded early in the morning.
The whole living room was filled with the smell of heather powder.
Arturo Desena, "Los Zetas" and the nominal "Master" of the southern government, was lying on the sofa in ecstasy, looking at the blonde in front of him, and couldn't help but take action again.
"I hate it~ You watch TV first and I'll sort it out." The girl smiled, helped turn on the TV, and even winked remotely when she walked to the bathroom.
The only bad thing is that... I am older.
Probably in his early forties.
And Arturo Desena is only 24 years old now!
This…
This appetite is comparable to that of a Macworm.
Really...
I am so envious of these people who can eat anything.
Sometimes, some people’s hobbies can always exceed your knowledge.
Oh, by the way, this is not a prostitute, this is Arturo Desena's girlfriend, who used to be a cashier.
"Ho~" In the living room, there was a floor-to-ceiling glass room. A white tiger opened its mouth wide and shouted, lazily raising its eyelids.
Arturo Desena was naked and leaning on the sofa with his hands spread out. He turned on the TV and hummed a tune. He was about to find something to eat when he heard a female announcer coming from the TV. member’s voice.
"The Quimahuacan slum was liberated yesterday!"
"More than 200,000 of them have been rescued from the gangs. They are located in the civilian resettlement area of Mexico City. It rained heavily yesterday. General Victor is worried Safety, regardless of the danger, he went to the front line to express condolences to the local people When he discovered that the person in charge had seriously neglected his duties that night, he was furious and ordered strict measures to be taken. The people were all moved and shouted "Long live the general!"
On the TV, Victor's figure could be seen, lifting his head in the heavy rain. Raise your hands and shout, "Long live the people!"
You can hear the roar of mountains and tsunami at the scene.
Arturo Desena's expression froze...
Looking at the scene on TV, he felt as uncomfortable as eating dog shit!
And...
Kimahuakan was actually recovered? !
You must know that according to the southern government's combat plan, they predict that at least this slum with 4 million people will block them for more than three or four months. Who thought it would be over so quickly?
Actually, in Victor's eyes, it took half a year to get it done, but Guderian was indeed both civil and military, and he directly closed the water valve...
This matter, HK also familiar.
If the "source of life" is gone, wouldn't you have no life?
He threw the remote control at the TV hard. His girlfriend who heard the noise came out and was stunned when she saw the remote control broken into several parts on the ground. Then she looked up at the TV and suddenly Understand, she was able to climb up, not just because her charm was still there.
Good-looking women are worthless, not in a place like Mexico.
In Southeast Asia...
That would be valuable.
There are many industrial chains.
The girl walked up behind Arturo Desena, put her fingers on his temples, and then said in a gentle tone, "Don't look at this, you have a headache again."
The strength in the hand is comfortable, and the pressure on the other person is very comfortable.
Of course, my anger has also subsided a lot.
With his girlfriend, Arturo Desena couldn't help but complain, "Victor has plenty of time to prepare for war. He has also solved the stubborn problem of the slums. Damn it! What about us? Domestic There are still people who are looking at their own interests. If you ask me, sooner or later they have to belong to Victor!”
“They only care about themselves”
Arturo Desena looked fierce, “But Victor wants to gain a foothold so easily, it’s not that easy without him. I was so disgraced that my name was written backwards.”
The girl's expression flashed, her hands moved down her shoulders, and she lay in his ear and said, "I just like the way you are as a man." When he was about to continue riding, the girl held his hand and said with a smile, "I have something to do later. President Elvis Salinas' wife is going shopping." "
"Why is she always looking for you recently?"
"Maybe she wants to please you through me?"
Arturo De Sena heard it. Her brows were slightly widened, a satisfied smile appeared on her lips, and she patted her buttocks, "Okay, then go ahead and help me take care of anything."
The girlfriend smiled, kissed her, and then went to take a shower. When she came out of the room after putting on makeup, the other party had already left the villa, and she was the only one in the room. But she was used to it, so she took the keys to the Ferrari. , driving a Ferrari F40 out.
After passing a corner, I saw a refrigerated truck transporting milk parked not far away and started to move, so I followed it slowly.
Two men were sitting on it, looking like mixed Indo-Europeans.
“We are following Arturo’s girlfriend, don’t we need to tell him?” the co-pilot asked.
"What are you talking about? We belong to the Cali Group. We are responsible for the intelligence operation of the entire agency. We don’t need to tell anyone. We have the power to kill first and then make a decision later. We belong to the American drug cartel, him? He is just our support. "The driver wanted to say something crazy, but he got stuck in the end.
"Anyway, don't worry about him. If he has any dissatisfaction, let him talk to the boss."
The Cali Group is famous for its intelligence capabilities, and the CIA has also suffered losses. When Arturo discovered When the southern government was infiltrated, it approached Pablo, who also went to talk to the Cali group and finally agreed to help.
They have long been eyeing Arturo's older girlfriend.
Intuition!
After the refrigerated truck followed Ferrari, it was fortunate that the other party was not driving fast, otherwise it would have passed him long ago. But at a traffic light intersection, Ferrari stepped on the accelerator and rushed over when the light changed.
"Stop, stop, stop, red light, red light!" the co-pilot pointed to the front and said.
“I have never been in the habit of waiting for red lights!”
The driver’s eyes sank, “The straight red light is the hardest to wait for!!!”
Boom!
He kicked the accelerator and rushed over.
Press the accelerator to the bottom...
Beep beep! !
There was a rapid sound of the horn, and the co-pilot turned his head suddenly. He was horrified to see a dump truck rushing over on the right, and then heard a huge noise. Tons of big toys flew away in front of me.
It was directly smashed into scrap metal.
The A-pillar pierced the driver's neck, his eyes were protruding, and he died with no eyes open. The co-pilot vomited blood, looked at the crowd gathered around him, and stretched out his hand tremblingly. He didn't want to die.
The blonde saw the hit refrigerated truck in the reflector, smiled, took out her mobile phone, edited a text message and sent it, not knowing who she was sending it to.
"There may be changes in the country, so be extremely vigilant!"
After sending it, I deleted the message directly, then when I passed the bridge, I threw it into the river and walked away.
Oh oh oh!
A spy again? This...this is too outrageous.
There really is no one in the world who understands Emperor Wei.
…
“We are going to demolish all the slums in Kimahuakan and no buildings are allowed to be left behind. It will be converted into plazas, shopping malls, and low-cost resettlement housing complexes. , all Aboriginal people can apply for government approval and be given priority to poor families. ."
Casare sat on the main seat with a calm expression. He looked at the heads of various people's livelihood departments below and glanced over. "Our top priority now is urban rectification, old housing renovation, slum reconstruction, etc. Work, these are what the general values.”
He paused for a moment, "I know what you are thinking in your hearts."
"Greedy, it's okay, be a little greedy and don't stuff it in your pockets, but if you are big greedy, you won't be able to do well in people's livelihood projects. , General makes me uncomfortable, so can I make you happy?"
"You are just forcing me to kill people."
Everyone who is stared at by him feels cold all over.
Although he smiles all day long, the name "Fat Tiger" is not just for bragging.
"Right? Falco!" Casare immediately stared at the man sitting in the middle on the left, wearing glasses. When he heard his name, he stood up immediately, with sweat dripping from his head. "Minister, I..."
"Are you trying to say that you don't know?"
Casare asked with a smile, squinting and looking at the other person.
Falco is the deputy minister of education. His main purpose is to allocate funds to the schools below, especially since Victor promised that every child can eat an egg. These are all free money.
Mexicans need to be strong!
Especially students, they can still be saved. Those adults have been driven into idiots by the Yankees with drugs and coke. You don’t know when they will die, but if the country wants a future, it definitely needs good health.
"One Egg" is Victor's plan.
Bang!
Casare slapped the table, and the tea cups fell to the ground. Everyone lowered their heads quietly, "Let me ask you, Sonora, Sinaloa, Chihuahua, three states: Why don't the state's schools have "funds"? "
"What role does your brother-in-law play in this? Do you think I don't know? The education directors in those states are your people. They took the money, lived and drank, and some bought villas in the United States... ”
Deputy Minister Falco's legs were shaking. "Sir, sir, I don't know? I don't know any of this. They, they did it behind my back. I have nothing to do with my sleeves."
"What's the matter with you?" , Go talk to the Anti-Corruption Bureau." Casare clapped his hands, and two strong men walked in from the outside, one of whom was carrying a submachine gun and had fierce eyes.
The Anti-Corruption Bureau, the full name of the Mexican Anti-Corruption and Bribery Bureau, Director: Casare Gonzalez!
Why were drug traffickers so rampant in Mexico before? The cooperation between poisonous officials is rampant, bribery is common, and it even goes as far as buying and selling officials, and trading power and sex. Let's put it this way...
If Victor hadn't come, God would have toasted here.
Why didn’t the United States take a peek at Mexico’s land after World War II? In addition to the rise of anti-colonization, the Mexicans are too chaotic. They are afraid that those bureaucrats will spoil their "little white lotus".
For the sake of the health of the new regime, the Anti-Corruption Bureau was established, using people from the military.
"Take away."
Two Anti-Corruption Bureau soldiers dragged Falco and walked out.
"Sir! I surrender, I confess, I have shed blood for Mexico, and I have made contributions to the government!!"
Casare snorted coldly and looked at the Minister of Education who was wiping his sweat. "From now on, Minister of Propaganda Goebbels serves as Deputy Minister of Education, Deputy Minister of Finance and Deputy Prime Minister."
Sitting Goebbels in the back looked very calm. Apparently he had known for a long time that he was going to be promoted, so he stood up and saluted.
Others looked at him with various expressions.
They also knew that Victor was going to help him come to power!
"Okay, let's break up the meeting and cheer up." Casare waved his hand, and a group of people rushed out. When Goebbels was about to leave, he pulled him over. Looking at this vague There was a newcomer coming up, and Fatty Ka was willing to give him a chance, "I'm celebrating my birthday tonight, let's have some fun together, and the general will come too."
Goebbels was startled, but then his heart tightened, and he nodded, "Okay."
Kasare chatted with him for a few words, and saw his secretary trotting in, "Sir, Abu Dhabi, United Arab Emirates The people from the Investment Bureau are here, and they want to see you."
"Okay, I'll go over there."
Casare nodded and said something to Goebbels. After saying this, he hurried away, and the latter frowned.
"Is the general planning to introduce Arabs?"
In the living room, I met Shahbut bin Sultan Al Nahyan, deputy director of the Abu Dhabi Investment Authority of the United Arab Emirates, and his entourage.
When you hear this name, you know that this guy is from the royal family, and his brother is actually the famous "Old King".
As soon as he entered the door, Casare saw the emerald rings hanging on the other's ten fingers, and a feeling of richness came to his face. It was simply... outrageous!
Oil really nourishes people.
Since the discovery of oil in that shabby desert, wealth has soared. In 1980, per capita wealth was already 43,000 US dollars, three times more than the United States during the same period.
"Hello, Mr. Shahbutben." Kasare smiled as if he were seeing his biological father. He had contacted the UAE more than a dozen times before they decided to send someone over to investigate.
Shahbut was not arrogant at all. Although the person opposite him was a poor man, he still behaved as a gentleman. When shaking hands, he bowed slightly, which was very polite.
Two groups of people were sitting. When Casare came up, he started to praise him, saying that he was obsessed with Arab culture recently and thought it was the best culture in the world. Moreover, everyone was very hard-working, and he saw it from them. Yearning for a better world.
The people in the Emirates were very happy to hear this.
Shahbutben smiled and nodded, "Mexico is also a very beautiful country. I like the air here very much. In fact, I have been here before, about twenty years ago, but at that time, my influence Very bad, I hate drugs.”
"Of course!"
"After General Victor came to power, our air has become much cleaner. Drugs and drug dealers are existences that undermine social stability. We absolutely cannot let them become popular, and we will crack down severely. This is also In order to ensure the profits of foreign investors, Benefit."
Shahbutben nodded, and suddenly he grinned and asked, "Mr. Casare, I heard that you have R-14 medium-range missiles for sale?"
Fatty Ka was startled. We were talking about investment, but why did we talk about the arms business?
"Sorry, Mr. Shahbutben, these weapons..."
"Eighty million dollars a piece, we want 30."
Casare's mouth widened immediately.
The camel with a turban on his head had a sinister smile on his face and held a green coin in his hand, "Boss, just obey me..."
"Do you have any flowers in your hand? All the money!”
Casare was really shocked.
Shahbut thought that the other party was unmoved, and frowned, "One piece for 100 million U.S. dollars."
Fuck!
Big dog, is this how you spend money on people?
Casare finally experienced the direct impact from the wealthy people in the Middle East for the first time. It turned out that...
A person's mouth can really be so cold, but he can still say such a thing. Words that are "warm".
"I want to report it to the general."
"Money is not a problem!"
(End of this chapter)