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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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368 Chs

Chapter 26: Is this foreign girl stunned by the slaps?

Song Heping returned to the container house to find the cook already awake.

He seemed very excited, his face flushed as if the effects of last night's alcohol had not yet worn off.

Upon seeing Song Heping, the cook shouted at him in English tinged with a Russian accent, "Song! We've struck it rich!"

Struck it rich?

Song Heping only understood after asking, it turned out that the God of Wealth, Angel, had decided to continue hiring the "musicians" as her personal bodyguards, and the fee had been increased to fifteen thousand US dollars per day.

Song Heping could hardly believe his own ears.

Ten thousand dollars already seemed a sky-high sum in his eyes, and that foreign girl had the nerve to offer more?

What kind of move was this?

Was there ever such a thing as an employer who willingly raised the price?

It was as if, in a market, when the vendor says the pork costs ten bucks, the customer insists on paying fifteen.