"This Zabi is really a talent!"
"Yes, it has only been three months, and his bounty from the Portuguese has doubled, and he has changed from being dead or alive to someone who must be captured alive. He is indeed a talent, but..."
"But what?"
Shepard asked casually while holding up a table knife and carefully touching the jam on the bread.
"Isn't it difficult to control such a person once he grows up?"
Hannibal, who was sitting nearby and competing with roasted squab, gracefully wiped the juice from the corner of his mouth and then raised his concerns.
"Yes, it is indeed very possible, but that will have to wait until he becomes bigger. At least for now, he has to listen to us!"
Shepard nonchalantly took a bite of the bread smeared with strawberry jam, and when he felt the sweetness exploding on his tongue, he immediately hummed with satisfaction.
"This jam is good, where did it come from?"
“Purchased locally!”
"Are there strawberries here?"
"Yes, since Emil took over the restaurant, we have purchased quite a few supplies locally. This can save a lot on food expenses!"
"Looks like we found the right French chef!"
Satisfied, Shepard picked up another piece of fried egg, put it in his mouth, and let out another sigh of pleasure.
"Speaking of which, just like the French not only have excellent chefs, but also excellent generals and soldiers, Africa is not just the place with dictators and tyrants, it can also produce all kinds of heroes. So, it’s not surprising that there are people like Zabi, but it would be strange if everyone was Mobutu!”
"It doesn't sound like you're worried about that Zabi at all?"
"certainly!"
Shepard took a sip of coffee and explained.
"No matter how high his reputation is, it doesn't matter. Without a solid base, he is just a building without a foundation. He only needs a gentle push!"
"You guys! You're still too arrogant!"
Shepard sighed habitually, and when the others saw this, they knew that Shepard was going to show off some trivia that they didn't know, so they didn't even eat half of their breakfast and wanted to run away. , and ended up being grabbed by Shepard.
"Why are you running? Just sit down and listen!"
“The difference between Africa and other places is that they were directly pulled into the process of modernization, whether in Europe or Asia, dynasties changed, ideological trends emerged, people developed a little bit, and then entered modern society, but Africa is different , the people who control this land are not so much the government as the tribes!"
"Nazabi's tribe?"
"Savimbi!"
"That's okay!"
Hannibal suddenly realized that just like a mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, Zabi's tribe already had an awesome Savimbi, so it was naturally unlikely that a second one would appear, so their worries were completely unnecessary.
"What's more, what are our core interests?"
"What is it?"
“Oil in northern Angola!”
Shepard said with a bit of hatred that steel cannot be made into steel. It must be said that the US military in the 1970s was not as good as in the 1990s. Look at how active those younger generations were in grabbing oil. Why are these guys so slow now?
"That's right, that is our core interest, so other things are not important. Whoever shares interests with us is our friend!"
"This is really cruel!"
Hannibal scratched his head. He swore that he would never sit down to have breakfast with Shepard again. The few leisure moments he had in a day turned into a classroom.
Shepard didn't know that he was already hated by his subordinates. He even wanted to show off his stolen goods at noon. Then, all the middle and senior commanders and team leaders in the restaurant ran to Working overtime.
This made Shepard depressed for a while, but fortunately there was good news in the United States. Smith finally found a secretary suitable for Shadow Company's current business, and had already recruited him first, and this person would cost five thousand dollars a month. The supporting secretary is already on his way to the Democratic Republic of the Congo.
Shepard suddenly felt a little unhappy about this. He was actually just talking about the so-called female secretary with big breasts. Although the current jobs in Shadow Company are not very complicated, they are somewhat anti-social and dark in nature. , after ordinary people come into contact, they will definitely have some resistance. After all, who in the normal world would like to kill people and set things on fire?
But the latter has already set off and will arrive soon, so Shepard can only prepare to welcome him.
And when he received the telegram confirming the exact date of the other party's arrival, he simply sent a helicopter directly to the port.
Then, he became stupid!
"Are you recommended by Mr. Smith?"
"So, are you John Shepard?"
Looking at the young woman in front of him who was nearly 1.8 meters tall, wearing a pair of wide sunglasses and a brown jacket, Shepard couldn't connect her with the doctorate in international relations from Oxford University in the information.
"So, you went to Oxford to study for a PhD when you were sixteen?"
"Well, after all, there's nowhere to go!"
"Well, Ms. Helen Parker, you really gave me a big surprise!"
Shepard touched his nose. What was going on with this strong sense of frustration? Why the hell are the peers I meet all monsters?
Shepard never imagined that Smith could get him a woman who was the same age as him, but who completely crushed him in terms of academic qualifications and reputation.
“Then please come to the company’s location first and have a look!”
Shepard was a little frightened at this moment, and he even completely ignored some things in his memory, such as the other person's name. In fact, it was not the first time he met him, but these things were covered up by the other person's genius resume, making He didn't recall it at all.
"Can you tell me why you chose to come to Shadow Company?"
On the plane, Shepard tried his best to consider the words, and then asked casually.
"I like challenges. In fact, if it hadn't been for Mr. Morgan's introduction, I wouldn't have known that someone of the same age as me was trying to create a new market concept. They said you lacked professionals here, so here I am!"
"Well, this is really an exaggeration!"
Shepard was a little embarrassed to be praised by the other party, but then he realized it.
"Wait, you mean Mr. Morgan? Are you planning to apply for a job or something?"
"MI6!"
"Oh, no wonder!"
Shepard suddenly realized that, in other words, Morgan and Smith had cut off a person who might be working for the intelligence agency of the free world. This is really, really good. Can there be more similar ones?
