"It seems that our new president is no ordinary person!"
"I don't think so! If that guy is really capable, he won't be driven away and then have to rely on our strength to come back!"
"But the political situation in Comoros has stabilized in just a few days. Doesn't it mean that the other party's methods are appropriate?"
Shepard, who was lying on the beach basking in the sun, couldn't help laughing while listening to the discussion.
"Boss, what do you think?"
"What do I think?"
Shepard grabbed the ice-cold Coke at hand, took a satisfied sip, and then said.
"Of course I just lay back and watched. Abdullah is not a waste, but he is not very capable. If he was really capable, he would not hand over state departments to us!"
"So, do we all have to wear suits to work in Congress?"
"Of course not. We are still private military contracting companies after all. Direct interference in state power will be the target of public criticism. Especially in Africa, where black people have been colonized for so many years, they will have great prejudice against us!!"
"Even if we are here to help?"
"Do you believe this?"
Shepard does not intend to directly take over the affairs of Comoros. That would do more harm than good. Although he can gain a lot of benefits in the short term, there will be big problems in the long run. The African Union, which has just been formed, is in a state of crisis. At a time when independence in African affairs is booming, the shadow companies' fair and open interference can easily become the target of public criticism.
Therefore, in terms of control methods, Shepard still had to learn from the French, support his agents to come to power, and control indirectly. With this method, France could stay stable in Africa for decades, although they later supported The local gangs were bullied by outsiders.
It's also a good thing for Abdullah that Shepard doesn't directly intervene. Who would want to have an extra emperor above his head? Moreover, because of Shepard's move, Abdullah even had to thank Dake. A piece of land with pleasant scenery on the west side of Moro Island was given away.
And Shepard accepted it with peace of mind. Comoros has such rich tourism resources, it would be a pity not to open a few resort hotels.
This is like playing a business game. Shepard now has shares in Comoros, so he must be thinking about building it, for no other reason. Comoros is too poor, he thought. No need to scrape even if it’s oil or water!
Even in the 21st century, Comoros, which has many resources, is still one of the least developed African countries. If it does not develop here, Shepard will have no money to scrape. Therefore, Shepard I sent a special letter to Parker, asking her to use her Oxford connections to develop a development plan for Comoros.
"This can be considered a new project that we can consider in the future. After all, think tank services can make a lot of money!"
However, there was no news from Parker yet. A group of guests came from Comoros first, and they were quite menacing.
"The French External Security Service?"
Looking at the business card that was delivered to him, Shepard knew that something tough was coming. After all, the biggest pusher for the Comoros incident was the French government. So if someone from the External Security Service showed up in Comoros, it would be too late. No wonder!
"Invite them in!"
Immediately, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses who looked very elegant and easy-going walked into the room with a smile, and introduced himself to Shepard very enthusiastically.
"First meeting, I am De Castei!"
"John Shepard!"
There was no aggressive suppression from the very beginning, which made Shepard, who had made some preparations, feel like he was punched in the air.
He doesn't panic about guys who come in with arrogance, because people who do this usually have no brains and are easy to deal with, but such polite guys are the hardest to get rid of. After all, cutting flesh with a dull knife is the most painful. !
"What do you want to drink, Mr. Castei? I have tea, coffee, and coke here!"
"Coffee is just fine!"
De Castei, who is equally tall, has a very warm smile on his face, which makes him feel as if he is in the dark.
Like a spring breeze, the first impression you get is that this guy is steady, mature and reliable!
"Two cups of coffee!"
Shepard called the servant at the door and gave her instructions.
Two cups of coffee were soon delivered, and De Castei tasted it unceremoniously, and then praised it.
"Very good coffee!"
"The main reason is that the variety is good. It was flown here from Ethiopia, and I also missed it!"
The reason Shepard is talking about picking up the leaks is because Saleh spent a lot of money to buy these high-quality coffee beans from Ethiopia. In order to ensure his quality of life, this guy spent a lot of money, even the tableware for eating. Made of silver.
After Saleh was captured, Shadow Company PCs took the lead in ransacking his private treasury. Inside, they found hundreds of kilograms of gold and countless dollars, pounds, and francs. Shepard withdrew half of the gold. Finally, he gave the rest to Abdullah, and he accepted all the banknotes as ordered.
In addition, Saleh's secret collection of wine and fine ingredients were also kept secret by Shepard. The cook who cooked for them these days was also Saleh's personal chef.
Therefore, Shepard is borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha. If it were him, he would only entertain guests with Coke!
"It seems that your company has gained a lot in Comoros!"
"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a casual meal!"
Shepard didn't know what this guy wanted to do here. After he casually said something about it, the other person hit the snake with a stick, and then the topic started talking.
"Hey, who isn't? It's the same with my crappy job, which only costs ten thousand francs per month, 25 days of paid vacation per year, bus travel, holiday villa, gas reimbursement, champagne, lobster..."
Shepard almost spit out a mouthful of coffee. This kind of job treatment has already crushed 98% of the people on earth at the same time. Do you call this a mess?
"The treatment you receive from Mr. Castei is indeed not good, so you haven't considered changing your job?"
"I have considered it, but I prefer a stable life, so I can only make do in this position!"
Shepard could only sigh with emotion at this moment. He had really met his opponent. This was not something that could be dismissed with just 28 points, so Shepard said seriously.
"Then are you still recruiting people for this position? Can someone like me get in?"
This time it was Castei's turn to be a little at a loss, but as a well-known playboy of the Security Bureau, he also had two skills.
"It's a bit difficult for you to be like this, you don't look very good!".
"You don't look good?"
"Yes, to put it bluntly, he is just not as handsome as me, so there is no hope!"
