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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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367 Chs

Chapter 273 Seras' Dad

The visitor was Seras.

"Mr. Song, my father has already arrived and is staying in this hotel. He would like to meet you and express his gratitude in person."

"Meet me?"

Song Heping was somewhat surprised.

He hadn't expected the Army Major General to fly to Ecuador in person.

Still, the man was a big deal; although Venezuela wasn't considered a major country, it still had considerable influence in South America.

After all, there weren't many countries in South America that dared to stand up against the United States.

"Alright. I'll change my clothes and come down. Where shall we meet?"

"In the restaurant on the second floor, room A1."

"No problem, please ask your father to wait a moment, give me five minutes, and I'll be right down."

"Then I'll go down first and wait for you in the restaurant," Seras said.

The two exchanged pleasantries, and Seras left. Song Heping closed the door and stood still, thinking.

Seras's father...

He seemed to remember the name as Ramas.