Chapter 634
Appetizers are coming
Chapter 634 Appetizers are coming
"Boss, this is very strange."
As soon as Henry opened his mouth, Song Heping could tell that his tone was wrong, and it didn't seem to be good news.
"Tell me, is there no gain?"
"Yes, not only did we not get anything, but no one was interested in it," Henry said. "I've been doing intelligence analysis for so many years, and I've never seen anything like this."
Henry's answer was both expected and unexpected.
Henry certainly couldn't find the information that even someone like Nicky couldn't find.
The question is, with such a high reward, no one has provided even a little bit of information?
This was unexpected.
Even if we can't find the core intelligence, we should at least be able to find some of the minor details.
It stands to reason that if the "Presbyterian Church" and "Satan" organizations have existed for so many years, it is impossible that no information has been revealed.
All I can say is that it’s not that no one knows, but that those who know don’t dare to speak out for fear of getting into trouble.
"Increase the reward to $15 million."
"what?!"
"I say increase the reward to $15 million."
"That's too conspicuous. The opponent will definitely know about it."
"I just want to let them know. I have to force them out. This matter has already happened to me. Sooner or later, they will find me. Instead of being passive, I should just take the initiative. If they don't find me, I will find them."
Song Heping has made up his mind.
You can't always be on guard against the other party, you must take the initiative.
He already had a comprehensive plan in mind.
"Well, you're the boss, you have the final say."
Henry knows how to compromise and is very clear about his own identity.
Since Song Heping has decided to do this, let's do it.
"I'll raise the reward right away. Maybe you're right. Right now, no one dares to provide information because they're afraid. Maybe if the reward is raised to a certain level, someone will actually be willing to take the risk."
"Yes, do as I say."
After explaining everything to Henry, the two hung up the phone.
Song Heping returned to the hospital bed again and thought for a long time how to figure out who his opponent was.
Now the other party is hiding in the dark, although Nikki has hinted a lot before that they have people in the American military and political circles.
But who exactly is it?
This must be made clear.
As long as you figure it out, you can take targeted action.
It is necessary to lure the other party out and reveal his identity.
Just as he was thinking of a solution, the phone vibrated again.
"Song, this is Turner."
A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.
Turner.
This is the highest-ranking executive of Wood Energy Group's Irigo project.
It is also the Party A of the two largest oil fields for which it has undertaken security contracts.
"Mr. Turner, it's been a while. What can I do for you today?"
"Song, I'm calling you today because I have something important to inform you about. I'm sorry to tell you the unfortunate news. Starting next year, I'm afraid our cooperation will end."
"termination?"
Song Heping had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
"We've always had a pleasant cooperation. Why are you terminating the contract? Mr. Turner, I'd really like to know what went wrong?"
"This was a decision made by the head office, and I'm just following their instructions. The security contract between you and us is for one year, and it expires at the end of this year. Suddenly, the head office sent me a telex informing me of this news. Although I'm also confused, I'm just an employee. Mr. Song, we've been very happy working with you over the past few years. You're an excellent PMC company owner."
Upon hearing this, Song Heping wanted to ask more about the inside story, but then he changed his mind and realized that Turner was right. Although he was the highest supervisor of the Irigo Oil Project and was responsible for coordinating security matters with him, he was just a senior employee after all.
Of course he had to do whatever the boss at the headquarters said. Asking him on his own would be useless and would not produce any results.
Adults should know how to be decent.
He laughed heartily and said, "Hahahaha, I'm honored to hear Mr. Turner give such excellent comments about our company, even if we can't continue our cooperation. It's a pity that I can't continue to cooperate with your group. Tell your boss that I've been very kind to you over the years. If you need anything in the future, please contact me immediately."
"No problem, Mr. Song, have a nice Sunday."
Turner's words reminded Song Heping that today was actually Sunday.
So yesterday was Saturday?
Why did their head office notify me three months before the contract expired, and on a weekend?
It can be seen that the matter is very urgent.
Wood Energy Group has operations around the world.
He was just the security contract contractor for two of the oil fields, but he was able to make their big boss attach so much importance to the decision to give up the weekend meeting and send a notice to Turner to inform him of this matter as soon as possible.
Song Heping smelled something unusual.
After the call was hung up, Song Heping suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart.
It's like a huge wave rushing towards you. Although it hasn't hit you yet, you can vaguely feel the surge of air currents in the air.
There was a sense of impending storm. Just as Turner's conversation ended, another call came in.
This time when I looked at the number, it turned out to be an old acquaintance.
It's Peter.
Deputy Commander of US Forces in Iraq.
"Peter, long time no see."
"Song, you haven't been back to Yiligo for a long time."
"Yes, recently we accepted a contract from the British government in Afghanistan."
"I heard about it. I also heard that you assisted Miles in carrying out a mission and were injured. Are you currently in the hospital?"
"Yes, I'm still in the hospital. My legs are not very mobile. Otherwise, I should go back to Yiligo and sit with you. I miss the dinner in the office."
"There's a chance..."
Peter went around in circles and didn't seem to get to the point.
But Song Heping could tell that he seemed to be hiding something.
"Peter, we are old friends. If there is business, let's talk about it first, and then talk about personal matters when we meet."
"OK..."
Peter seemed determined.
"The thing is... your transportation contract with the US military in Iraq is to be renewed next year, but..."
"But your Pentagon suddenly called you and told you that you wanted to change companies, right?"
How smart Song Heping is.
Peter's hesitant tone said it all.
By this time, he had completely understood.
The "Presbyterian" attack has actually begun.
Of course, as such a powerful secret society, the other party certainly doesn't just want your life.
As the boss of Musician Defense, the easiest way to deal with myself is to start by destroying my own company.
There is no better way than to cut off all financial resources for your company.
As for the others, they may follow in the future.
"Uh……"
Peter looked a little embarrassed.
He coughed twice on the other end of the phone before saying, "Song, you have to understand that this is not what I meant. I have always advocated that you continue to undertake our transportation contract... After all, we have had a very pleasant cooperation over the past few years."
Song Heping sneered and said, "No need to say more polite words, Peter, you are much older than me. I understand your difficulties. This is not your personal wish, but the intention of the Pentagon, right?"
"Yes, yes, so please understand my difficulties."
Peter felt a little uneasy.
Not to mention the fact that Song Heping shared profits with the military in recent years, those were just industry practices.
The most important thing is that over the years, Peter's family and children's charitable foundation have received millions of donations and sponsorships from Song Heping every year.
When it comes to his conduct and work, Song Heping is impeccable.
But now the superiors want to terminate the cooperation, so he can only carry out the order.
"Song, I'm very sorry about this matter..."
After hesitating for a moment, Peter hinted, "I think you must have offended some important person. From what I know, someone wants to deal with you..."
"I know." Song Heping didn't want to continue the conversation. The other party's attack had already begun, and it was useless to curse here.
It was the military's original intention to kill little Curtis.
Now that things have gotten out of hand, he has been pushed out as a scapegoat.
Haha, it seems these guys really think they are easy to bully.
"Peter, thank you for your reminder. I know how to deal with it."
"Ah... well, good luck to you, my old friend."
The call is interrupted.
Song Heping sat on the bed in a daze, holding the satellite phone.
These appear to be just appetizers.
What happens next after the source of income is cut off?
Want your own life?
It seems that I have to start working on my side too.
Before counterattacking, Song Heping wanted to count the chips in his hand.
I started planning this a few years ago so that I could have a life-saving talisman in times of crisis.
Now it seems the time has come to play all those cards.
Asking for a monthly ticket! Asking for a monthly ticket!
(End of this chapter)