In the midst of a noisy discussion, the door to the conference room opened, and two men walked in.

There was a sudden silence in the conference room, and everyone stared blankly at the two people who came in. Walking in front was a fat man in a suit with a smile on his face, and behind him was a young Asian man. It was Long Noon and Lin Rui.

Long Noon seemed to be walking among a group of old friends, greeting them with a smile, "Hey, Frey, you seem to have lost weight lately, do you exercise regularly?"

"Oh, Bertram. Old friend, how are your wife and daughter?" the person who was called by him could only respond a few times in embarrassment.

"Damn it, dragon, how did you get in, guard!" Jeff shouted.

Long Noon shrugged and said, "Don't waste your efforts, Jeff. The guards were all downstairs, and it seemed that they had participated in the strike of the mercenary union in order to fight for their rights, and they had stopped doing it for the time being. ”

Jeff almost choked to death by his words. He gritted his teeth and said, "Dragon, what the hell are you going to do, how did you get here?"

Long Zinoon shrugged, "That's a good question, in fact, I was just passing by, coming to see my old friends." I didn't bother you, did I?"

"Damn, Long Noon, it's all your good deeds. My employees have all gone out of battle. How dare you show up?" said the owner of a private military company.

"Why don't I dare show up?" said Long Noon with a wink, "Can you beat me?"

Lin Rui, who was standing behind him, almost burst out laughing. The boss of the private military company that Long Xiaowu ridiculed was estimated to be almost seventy, his brain was full of fat, and his body had to fight with Long Zhengwu, and it seemed that he was in the same weight class. But if it's a fight...... Long Noon, a perverted fat man, is estimated to be able to fight more than a dozen of them at a time.

Sure enough, the guy immediately lost his words and sat down in a huff.

"I've just heard that you've had some tricky things lately. It just so happens that I recently started a global mercenary group, and I think everyone has heard of the Global Mercenary Alliance. Long Noon unceremoniously pulled over a chair and sat down. "It's not bad at the moment, we have the resources, we have the connections and we have the money. Of course, it's just a commercial alliance, and there is freedom of entry and exit. I always feel that it is not righteous for a person to be rich, so I will ask you if you are interested. ”

"I was about to ask you, what the hell is that alliance you made, is it going to play against the Board of Management?" said Jeff.

"Oh, Jeff, look at what you're saying, we're all merchants. The business community is naturally full of competition. Besides, we respect tradition, but we also have to keep up with the times, don't we?" said Long Zinoon. "Our global mercenary alliance has a more flexible strategy and a more transparent and open fee. We can ensure that the company's reasonable income will not be reduced while the mercenaries get more benefits. And that's on my turf, I can guarantee that. ”

"Long Noon, you said so much, just to get us out of the management committee. Including the ghosts that the silver wolf is doing in the dark, you are all at your disposal!" a representative of a company shouted.

"In fact, none of the companies that have recently joined our alliance have been forced by me. I can't force them, and I can't force you. As for the Silver Wolf, his mercenary guild is entirely self-organized. In order to defend their rights, it is natural for mercenaries to take some measures to put pressure on their employers, and I did not force them to quit. The dragon shrugged at noon.

"It's a commercial society. Everyone is making the best choice for them. Everyone wants to maximize profits, and we just provide such a suitable solution. We are simply offering an option, not forcing you to accept it. So you can think about it and wait and see, we don't care. Lin Rui said calmly.

"Who are you, and why are you talking here?" said Jeff angrily.

"I'm just a mercenary, and those guards downstairs are of the same nature, I just said a common sense, common sense that even ordinary mercenaries know. Lin Rui smiled. Actually, I'm sure all of you here know that in their hearts. ”

Jeff's face changed, and he knew what it meant for the dragon fat man to appear at this time. Finally, he took a deep breath, turned to Long Noon and said, "Mr. Long, can we talk alone." ”

"I think so, I just have the time. Long Noon looked at his watch, smiled and nodded.

"Please!" Jeff held out his hand to Long Noon, inviting him to a room next door.

When there was no one around, Jeff shook his head with a gloomy face and said, "Dragon, you have gone too far this time. I know you're fearless. I also know about the unpleasantness of you and the management committee before. But you should also understand that the management committee is a big tree, a big tree with deep roots. It's not something that anyone can knock down if they want to. ”

"I agree. Long Noon nodded, "But I prefer to think of the management committee as a pyramid structure, with you high-ranking members at the top, major military companies in the middle, and mercenaries at the bottom." What we are shaking this time is not the top, not the middle level, but precisely the mercenaries at the bottom. If a tower starts to collapse from the bottom, it will be fatal and irretrievable. ”

"Damn, what the hell do you want?" said Jeff angrily, "what do you want, knowing that this will not bring down our management committee, and at most it will be a lose-lose situation?"

"I know, but can we afford to fail, can the management committee afford it?" said Long Xiaowu with a slight smile.

"Okay, let's get straight ahead, what do you want, how do you want to stop this farce. Jeff looked at him.

"I want the Governing Council to completely abandon the affairs of Africa. Long said slowly, "Admit that it is our territory and give up any business in Africa." ”

"You know what you're talking about?" said Jeff, surprised, "Africa accounts for nearly forty percent of the international mercenary missions. You want our Governing Council to give up Africa completely?"

"It has to be, because now there are almost twenty or thirty companies eating with us. I have to make sure they're fed. Long Noon smiled slightly.

"No, absolutely not! Your ambitions are too great. Jeff shook his head, "The committee won't agree." ”

"Then this will continue. You know in your heart that in the end, most of the private military companies will still be on our side. Because businessmen seek profits, this is due to profits. And we will eventually control the mercenary business in the whole of Africa. If you disagree, it will be the end result. If you announce it now, you can still lose beautifully and avoid even greater embarrassment. Long Noon said slowly.