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Mercenaries, I Will Be King

If you're not sitting at the table, then you are definitely lying on the menu. If you have nothing, then your life is your only capital. Song Heping, compelled by life to make a fortune in a warzone, accidentally got swept into the war and, in a confused state, was promoted by a bunch of Da Maozi to be the boss of a Defense Company. In this day and age, who still becomes a mercenary! I want to sell arms, I want to sell coffee cups worth a few bucks for over a thousand US Dollars. I want to sell a 9-dollar socket for the price of 299 US Dollars. I want to sell goats, the kind that costs millions of US Dollars each... Don't ask, and don't come auditing, whether you're from the Audit Office or the CIA, I'll send you all off... My name is Song Heping. I came, I conquered, I reign as the king. Don't call me the "Lord of War," I love peace, I am here to deliver "peace".

Yan Qi Guan · Urban
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Chapter 246 News from South America

"Did we agree too easily just now?"

On the way back, the chef couldn't help expressing his concerns.

"We had no choice," Song Heping said. "Sometimes, making a choice is like facing a decision on the battlefield, where if both paths are terrible, all you can do is choose the one that seems relatively less terrible to take."

The chef curled his lip, saying, "Sounds quite reasonable."

Then, wiping his mouth, he added, "The liquor and cigars tonight were really good. One of these days, I've also got to get myself a box of those Habanos 30th Anniversary editions."

Song Heping teased, "What, feeling like enjoying life now?"

The chef replied, "Of course, why else would I be risking my neck to make money?"

He patted the side of the car door, filled with emotion, and said, "Today I'm buying an armored vehicle, and in a few years, I'll be buying a private jet!"

Watching the chef's contented expression, Song Heping joked, "Got any model in mind? Gulfstream?"