Seeing that David Barlow was silent and as a default, Li Changheng continued, "To some extent, this is also conducive to your cooperation with South American flour merchants.

Moreover, the chaos in South America is also the most important task of your Zhongqing Bureau, right?"

Although he didn't want to admit it, David Barlow knew very well that once the reality was true, Li Changheng said, flour merchants would definitely spend money to support various opposition forces in order to survive.

Force the government to lose heart to care about them, and even the demand for light weapons by these flour merchants themselves will surge a lot.

Once chaos arises, weapons are scarce and prices soar, people will take the initiative to surrender to the United States.

"The more chaotic South America is, the greater your contributions are, the more important it will be in the hearts of the Grand Commander and the Women's Association, right?"

David Barlow understood that Li Changheng was right at all.

But in this way, more and more people who defect to the red polar bear will also increase.

He was silently struggling in his mind, struggling for a while, then hesitantly asked, "But is this really OK? Don't forget that there are polar bears."

When Li Changheng heard David Barlow ask this, he knew that the fat man had actually agreed.

As for the polar bear, when this giant bear invades Afghan one day in the future, it should not be able to escape the fate of falling down.

Since we can't predict whether the future will be the same as the trajectory of another world, Li Changheng certainly can't take care of that much.

"You are almost 50 years old. If you want to take the position of director, you won't waste many years.

Besides, if there is no possibility of promotion, you can look forward to it in addition to money. Do you also want to be the unsung hero in the hearts of the United States and their own children?”

"Hey, David loosened his tense body, leaned on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and sighed, "Henry Lee, don't forget that you are still the controller behind the "Reading" Bureau.

You're not worried about more flour coming out in the United States?"

Li Changheng said with an extremely natural expression, "I am a Wall Street banker and the boss of a military-industrial enterprise.

My mission and goal is to harvest the wealth of the United States, harvest the wealth of the world, and sell arms to allies and then to enemies.

And if flour does not spread, how can there be any reason to ask the Appropriation Review Committee for more funds and more staffing?

As for whether flour will spread, instead of accuse me, it is better to tell the Americans that eating flour is harmful.

The only trouble is that the Americans are too stubborn and free, and they want to be decadent, bankrupt and die, and no one can stop them."

"Fku, Henry Lee, you ruined your image in my heart with your own hands."

Li Changheng smiled indifferently.

"You are a senior agent of Zhongqing Bureau who works with a flour dealer and even yourself in the flour bureau, and you are not qualified to discuss whether others are moral.

I don't care whether you respect and admire me."

Seeing this, David Barlow looked at the conference room ceiling with his eyes blank, "I hope I won't go to hell."

Knowing that David had agreed, Li Changheng stood up and sorted out the suit, and said with a smile, "You were already in hell.

As for me, what's good about heaven? Hell is the paradise for people like me."

"Wait." David Barlow hurriedly called him.

Li Changheng actually didn't want to leave, but he just heard footsteps in his ears.

The captain who knew that it might be the help of his breakfast and coffee was back.

When he opened the door, Li Changheng smiled and said thank you to the Navy Captain who happened to walk outside the door. He took the meal plate and closed the conference room door again.

Pushing a cup of coffee in front of David, Li Changheng took a sip of the coffee and picked up the knife and fork.

He said while eating, "Tell me, what else do you don't understand or worry about?"

“Since you want to use small private jets to transport contraband across the Gulf of Mexico, we need to be brave and willing to devote ourselves to the interests of the United States.

A pilot with extremely strong flight skills will take the risk and test flights at least once.

Because if you want to get the support of the Women's Association and the White Palace, you must use secret investigations and take photos of Latin American forces hostile to the United States as a reason to make this matter legitimate."

"It's not us, but you and Zhongqing."

Li Changheng looked at David Barlow with contempt, "I am not short of money. My subordinates spend tens of thousands of dollars a year, and they live better than most Americans.

There is no need to do the most dangerous thing."

This is nonsense. I don’t agree to it just want to take the lead in the Zhongqing Bureau. When the situation is in your own interests, let alone sending a Knight Shield to the mission, it’s okay to even the suicide squad.

Of course, unless necessary, it is better to die from the US military and the agents of the Zhongqing Bureau than to have casualties under his own hands.

David Barlow had no choice but to deal with Li Changheng because he couldn't bear to let go of the 3 million US dollars paid by Li Changheng.

There is also the share of the 30 million US dollars and the promotion in the career brought by this huge amount of money.

Moreover, as long as the cooperation continues to develop, the 3 million promised by Li Changheng may become 3 million per year.

Then he suddenly felt a little moved, since Li Changheng's men could not participate.

Then pulling someone who is related to him can also be considered related.

"What do you think of Captain Barry Hill?"

Li Changheng, who was using a fork to put a piece of ham into his mouth, put down the knife and fork casually.

I stared at David Barry, who was in a difficult heart for a while, after the fat man's eyes began to dodge.

Suddenly he smiled, "If I were you, I would train Barry Hill towards the direction of ace agents. Maybe in a few years, you will find that that guy is very suitable for being an agent."

David Barlow was stunned and asked incrediblely, "A pilot?"

Li Changheng didn't care either. He was just a try anyway, and if he didn't do anything to him, he wouldn't lose anything.

Pick up the napkin and wipe your mouth, "Do you have any misunderstandings about the selection and training of ace pilots?"

This immediately reminded David Barlow.

The selection of American fighter pilots is definitely the best, and it is not only because of the population base and the number of pilots selected.

It determines that the US ace pilot is much stronger in average ability than the pilots of other countries.

First of all, in terms of physical fitness, there is no time difference compared to the special forces soldier who have just been selected.

In terms of intelligence, who can be a fighter pilot has passed many tests?

It's definitely much better than ordinary people.

Besides, Barry Hill is a lone wolf-like guy, and he is indeed very suitable to be an agent, not to mention that he has a Tombe's face.

After really becoming an agent, if Ethan Hunter makes a fake name, he might become ace agent.

"But Barry Hill is already an elite naval fighter pilot. Are you sure he will give up his pilot's career and become an agent?"

"How much does the pilot get?"

Li Changheng smiled and said, "And since you have cooperated with the US Navy, you will secretly lead a flight accident.

Or is it not easy to violate discipline?"

Damn.
Chapter completed!