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 very tangled in his heart.

After Lin Wan screamed, he did not show the madness that Tang Wen expected, but said very calmly: "Have you seen enough? Go out when you have seen enough."

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

"Nothing happened to us, it's 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 know." Tang Wen stammered, then closed the door and prepared to leave.

"Let's 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 bodyguard dutifully guarded his car, and after sitting 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 he even finished shooting the tomb apartment, Tang Wen was even more curious.

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

It seems that Lin Wan of later generations has been ill since the first part, and there is no trace of blood on her hands and face. Many netizens speculated that she might have to leave the crew after she became ill.

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."

"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 knows 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 unsmilingly.

"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 in 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. He had coveted Tang Wen for the special forces for a long time. Tang Wen, who all defected from 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."

At least half of Kazfi's gold is said to have gone 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' wages and death allowances are all large sums." MK thought about it and answered Tang Wen sincerely.

"It doesn't matter, I can still pay this small amount of money. I plan to hire a few retired USA generals as my military advisers 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" gear.

For Tang Wen's 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 now earns about $10,000 a month, but their mortgage and insurance account for more than half of their income, not counting their family expenses.

You thought the American Army would always insure you? 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 hire 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 register a PMC company in the United States, or use the offshore method, get a few more and don't leave a tail."

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

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

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

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

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

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