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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 · 都市
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Chapter 203 Lavish Dinner

"You're here?"

At seven o'clock in the evening, within the Green Zone's Republic Palace, Song Heping met with the third highest-ranking official of the US forces in Iraq under the guidance of General Peter's aide.

General Peter was wearing camo gear with his sleeves rolled up, showing the demeanor of a hard-bitten soldier.

Song Heping had heard from Ferrari that this guy was from the US Special Forces, with a military history in his family tracing back to the War of Independence—definitely a military family with a profound background.

In Ferrari's words, getting in touch with this man was like getting connected to the top brass within the US military.

"I'm here, General," Song Heping said.

He approached General Peter's desk, and the latter gave his aide a meaningful glance, "Have dinner prepared."

"Yes, General."

Aide Frank turned and left, closing the office door behind him.

"Have a seat."

General Peter gestured for Song Heping to sit down.