My Phone Can Swipe Money

053. The idea of ​​PCM

Seeing what happened in front of him, Tang Wen was also very confused.

"What should I do? Slip away? Or should I stay and wait to die?" Tang Wen was extremely tangled in his heart.

After Lin Wan screamed, he didn't show the madness that Tang Wen expected, but said calmly: "Have you seen enough? Go out when you've seen enough."

"Uh, okay." Tang Wen heard that and immediately grabbed his clothes and put them on himself, thinking about leaving this place of right and wrong quickly.

"Nothing happened to us, this is all just a dream, don't, don't tell Li Ming." Lin Wan bit her lip and said with a complicated expression.

"Uh uh, me, I, I know." Tang Wen stammered, then closed the door and prepared to leave.

"I'll go, am I the ruthless Ba Na in the legend?" Tang Wen said with a wry smile after closing the door.

But what if he stayed? Don't tell me you don't go to work and I support you? Just kidding, she is Li Ming's best friend, so it's better not to break this relationship.

After going out, the bodyguards dutifully guarded his car. After getting in, Tang Wen was confused.

"What's the situation? Lin Wan didn't take responsibility for himself, and he didn't cry. What the hell?" Tang Wen struggled with Lin Wan's "abnormal" behavior.

Thinking of the future Lin Wan seems to have retired before even finishing the shooting of the tomb apartment, Tang Wen is even more curious.

"Could it be that you are sick?" Tang Wen asked suspiciously.

Lin Wan, who seems to be a later generation, looked sick from the first part, and her hands and face were even bloodless. Many netizens speculated that she might have to leave the crew after she got sick.

Thinking of this, Tang Wen frowned even more deeply.

"MK, go and check a person's information for me, the more detailed the better." Tang Wen squinted at the co-pilot's bodyguard and arranged.

"Good boss."

"You go to a few professional private detectives to help me find out what happened to Lin Wan. Oh yes, it's the Wan Yu who played the tomb robbery apartment." Tang Wen ordered.

"OK, BOSS, I'll arrange it right away." After speaking, MK opened the co-pilot's door, walked to the Mercedes-Benz G behind him, said a few words to another bodyguard, and then returned to the car.

"BOSS has already told JA to do it. He knew a group of retired special scouts in Southeast Asia who are currently doing security work there. It would be a piece of cake for them to do this work." MK replied sternly.

"Oh huh? Retired special scouts? Isn't this kind of arm that will be included in the ZF organization in Southeast Asia after retiring? Why is it still out to do it alone?" Tang Wen said curiously.

"BOSS, not every ZF has as much money as Huaxia to support such a large group of people. In terms of treatment, the special forces of WKL next to the polar bears have the lowest treatment of all countries. It is common for special forces to defect. ." MK Tanshou said.

"Then what do you mean, there are many retired special forces members in Southeast Asia now?" Tang Wen's eyes lit up, and he had an idea in his heart.

"Yes, BOSS. Prices in Southeast Asia are low. Many special forces members of many countries will choose to live there after retirement, and there will be more "opportunities" than other places." MK answered truthfully.

Thinking of this, Tang Wen felt that his Swiss bank's more than 800 million US dollars was immediately useful, and he had coveted Tang Wen for the special forces for a long time. Tang Wen, who all defected to the WKL Golden Eagle Force in later generations, also read the news.

It is said that the golden eagle not only has low wages, but also has an annual income of several hundred dollars per capita. Can you believe it? And the first thing that happened was the special forces who had to kneel down and apologize.

The results of it? People run away in groups. Annoyed at WKL, thinking of this, Tang Wen thought it would be more interesting to set up a private PMC company.

After all, it's about time to go to USA again, and then I can make a lot of money in it. And the biggest feature of PMC private military company is that it can "obtain booty."

It is said that at least half of Kazfi's gold went into the pockets of private military companies. And it can be "reasonable" to occupy or open a mine at a very low price, which is really a good "job".

"MK If I set up a PMC company, what procedures will I need?" Tang Wen said lazily, changing a comfortable sitting position.

"Boss, are you also interested in this piece?" MK was a little puzzled.

"It's nothing, I still have some spare money in my hand. I want to get a PMC company to play with." Tang Wen said half-truth.

"Boss, it's not a small amount of money to set up a private armed company. Weapons and equipment, as well as tenders, soldiers' salaries and death allowances are all large sums." MK thought about it and answered Tang Wen sincerely.

"It doesn't matter, I can still pay for this small amount of money. I plan to hire a few retired USA generals as my military advisors with an annual salary of 2 million US dollars. Is that all right?" Tang Wenxie smiled charmingly.

'"BOSS, how did you know this unspoken rule? But the price you offered can be said to make those people unable to refuse." MK was surprised, hiring a retired general in the USA was a necessity for PMC, because without their relationship, You can't get an "order".

And they can also buy you a lot of "cheap" equipment.

For Tang Wen's offer of a salary of 2 million US dollars a year, this group of retired generals could not refuse. Now a retired general in other companies is at most 300,000-500,000 US dollars a year, and 2 million US dollars is a sky-high price for them.

You must know that a retired USA major general who has served for 40 years is about 10,000 US dollars a month~www.novelmt.com~ But their mortgage and insurance account for more than half of their income, which is not counting their family expenses. .

Do you think the American Army will always pay you insurance? Ha ha, I think too much. If you are seriously ill, even a retired general in the United States will be more strapped.

The incumbents are okay, and their days after retiring are also tight. If there is no employment from PMC, they are what the USA calls "Moonlight".

So when Tang Wen offered an annual salary of 2 million US dollars, it was completely crushing other PMC companies.

Thinking of this, Tang Wen took out the phone and called Zhou Xu: "Zhou Xu helped me to register a PMC company in the United States. I'd better use the offshore method, get more and don't leave a tail."

Tang Wen still chose the United States as the registration location of PMC company, but the investor Tang Wen still intends to use an offshore company to inject capital, which can not only reasonably avoid tax, but also blur the line of sight.

This time is different, because Tang Wen, the registered PMC company, specially asked Zhou Xu to register several more companies, and these companies hold shares with each other, so even if it is traced, it is difficult to trace the source.

After finishing all this, Tang Wen started to lose his temper again.

"PMC has done it, but what about Lin Wan upstairs?" Tang Wen would start to worry.

On the other end, Lin Wanqiang endured the pain and planned to throw the sheets and messy clothes into the washing machine. But after seeing the scarlet color on the bed sheet, he shoved the bed sheet into his bag.

"Let's just think about it, anyway, I'm going to die soon." Lin Wan laughed at himself, and then limped and threw all the "clothes" from last night into the trash can.

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