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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 · Thành thị
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Chapter 168: To Profit from an Endeavor, First Sharpen Your Tools_2

His words, though blunt, revealed the unspoken rules of surviving in this industry: not just the importance of power and trust, but the delicate balance of power and the exchange of interests.

In such an environment, a small company desiring significant contracts must learn to navigate the gray areas and have the capability to handle tasks that are inconvenient for officials to directly address, becoming an invisible pawn in the game of power.

Ferrari's gaze shifted back to Song Heping, "If Peter really gives us a big deal in the future, you've got to know how to satisfy him. Don't hog it all to yourself, you've got to share the loot with the big shots. The generals get the lion's share, we get the smaller portion."

Song Heping said, "Don't worry, I understand."

While speaking, he made an OK gesture.