From Arms Dealer To King of War

Chapter 1432 The great career of the young master

Asma has always wanted to try to strike up a conversation with Boss Qiao. Even if Boss Qiao ignores her, she still wants to chat with Qiao Liang next to her.

This little liar is a good person, but she still has not escaped the limitations of a liar, because she is better at dealing with familiar people, that is, people who can speak their native language...

 This is why some people always say that the people who need to worry most when going out are fellow villagers.

It’s not that these people only lie to their own people, but that the communication methods they are familiar with and the set of things they are good at are only effective for their own people most of the time.

To be honest, Asma was afraid of Boss Qiao because she saw with her own eyes how Boss Qiao tortured her ex-boyfriend and led a team to destroy the village where she was tortured.

Whether it’s because of her identity as a woman or as a liar, Asma is always strong!

 No matter where she goes, she will instinctively look for a big brother who can protect her, so that she can unleash her talents unscrupulously.

She thinks Boss Qiao is the best target, and the second is Boss Qiao Liang. Igor, a child over four years old, does seem to be able to walk sideways, but in her heart he can only be regarded as a spare tire.

It's a pity that Asma prepared countless lines, but in the end he never got a chance to say them...

 Because no one would ask for her opinion at all!

 Boss Qiao’s approach to educating his son made Asma, a girl from a lower-class background, a little scornful, thinking that this was just a boring scene where a big shot teaches a child...

If you really follow what Boss Qiao said, Igor will have to face a lot of troubles and difficulties if he wants to be the boss of the dog, even if he is the eldest son of P·B.

Asma feels that Igor will give up soon...

 But she soon discovered that she was wrong, and how wrong she was...

It is true that Igor cannot respond to everything like his father, and his father did not give him a penny, but the young master also has a wide range of contacts.

Who do not give the young masters a little face to the women?

With a phone call to Princess Emina, holding her nose and saying a few nice words, the connections between the United Nations and some private charities were opened.

Made a phone call to her sister Adele who stayed in Sangha Town. Adele helped find those little Arab princesses and encouraged them to use their pocket money to complete a wave of private fundraising of up to 1.5 million US dollars.

It’s not certain whether the dream of ‘Boss Dog’ can come true, but the initial start-up funds must have been collected.

That night, Asma received the order, and spent her own money to book air tickets for several military dog ​​training expert volunteers, and bought a batch of affordable serious dog food.

Early the next morning, she was dragged out of bed by an old black man with scary eyes. Then, carrying a sign, she accompanied the smug Igor and a group of serious-looking black soldiers out of the military base. Travel to refugee camps for recruitment efforts.

Because people from several large charitable foundations are involved in the management of the refugee camps around Kandahar, they not only have sufficient food, but also have many job opportunities and are in relatively good order.

But when Asma walked into the refugee camp carrying a sign recruiting military dog ​​trainers, she was still shocked.

 In just half an hour, the recruitment team was surrounded.

As mentioned before, when the Kandahar City Guards was established, invitations were sent to all the elites of the former National Defense Forces.

However, the number of city guards is only 3,000, and Kandahar has become a place of salvation for those soldiers who once fought alongside the NATO army.

When someone puts out a recruitment advertisement, even if it is a dog trainer, even if the monthly salary is only 250 yuan, hundreds of strong men will come to apply.

Looking at a group of candidates whose expressions were scarier than those of the terrorists, Asma glanced at Igor, who was sitting on a stool and couldn't stop for a moment. She pulled the silent old Kaman, weakly Said: "Now, what now?"

 Kaman looked at Asma with emotionless eyes and said, "I don't know, this is your problem."

Asma stretched out her hand tremblingly and pointed back and forth between Igor and herself a few times, and said, "Us? I'm just a wage earner..."

Carman stared into Asma's eyes until she calmed down, then said in a hoarse voice: "So you should ask your boss, not me, I don't know anything..."

Asma looked at the black soldiers around her, lining up to keep the restless conscripts 5 meters away. She then looked at Igor, who was lying on a broken table with his **** sticking out and looking at the crowd. She felt aggrieved. He sniffed, walked over and half-crouched next to Igor, and asked, "Boss, what should we do next?"

 Igor buttoned the big pants that always stuck in his **** crack with his backhand, stared at the crowd, pointed at a middle-aged man holding a child, and said: "You are admitted..."

The middle-aged man with the child was stunned for a moment, squeezed out of the crowd and walked to Igor. He glanced at Igor, then looked at Kaman, who looked more like the boss, and said with some uncertainty: "I , I was admitted..."

Kaman pointed at Igor, shook his head and said: "I don't know, he is the boss..."

The middle-aged man listened, glanced at Igor, then confirmed the recruitment content again, and finally looked at Igor with some uncertainty and said: "Hello, do you want to hire me?"

Igor wrinkled his nose and looked at the big-eyed child next to the middle-aged man who looked thin enough to be blown away by a gust of wind...

“Yes, you are admitted, you help me manage the military dogs and take them to work, and then you can support your children.”

As he spoke, Igor looked at the big-eyed child looking at him with his fingers in his mouth. He stretched out his fat arm to compare it with the other's reed-stick-like arm, and said with some dissatisfaction: "I'm sure I can't work if I'm so skinny." Son, let him eat in the canteen of the base from now on, eat every day, he will soon gain weight, and then he will be able to work."

Igor is illiterate in English, Arabic, Chinese and French. The middle-aged man couldn’t understand the Arabic he spoke, but there was a guy behind him who could understand and translated it loudly...

This man who had obviously been homeless for a long time suddenly burst into tears, and said in broken English with some uncertainty: "Are you going to PB's base?" Igor had no empathy with the middle-aged man, but he had the eyes of a child. It made him extremely uncomfortable...

The young man jumped off the stool, rummaged in his pocket, and found a half-melted Snickers bar. He tore it open and stuffed it into the child's hand, then pushed his face to signal him not to stare at him. .

Then Igor looked up at the excited middle-aged man and said: "It's at P.B.'s base, but you can only go to the canteen of the dog farm to eat...

Only true warriors can eat in P·B’s canteen. "

 After saying that, Igor felt that this guy should have agreed, so he turned to Asma and said: "Give him the contract..."

Asma pointed to her nose in surprise and said, "Me? Contract?"

Igor blinked and said, "Yes, you give him the contract and he can work for us..."

Asma felt like her brain was going crazy. She hugged her head and said, "How can I have a contract?"

Igor listened and said curiously: "No? As long as my father talks about a contract, there will be a contract, and then those people will be very happy..."

Asma looked into Igor's clear and stupid eyes. She felt her heart beat irregularly a few times, and then asked weakly: "Boss, do you know what the contract is like?"

Igor frowned and looked at Kaman, and said a little uncertainly: "Dragon Lizard, what kind of contract does my father talk about?"

Kaman looked at Igor, he grinned and shook his head and said: "NO, you don't need to know, this is what professionals should do..."

As he spoke, Kaman looked at Asma and said with a gloomy expression: "You just need to replace the unqualified subordinates..."

Asma watched Igor look at her like he was looking at shit. She suddenly felt blessed and smiled brightly. She rushed to a nearby sentry box to get pen and paper, and then walked to the worried-looking middle-aged man. In front of the young man, he said: "Leave your name and contact information, and come here to sign the contract at two o'clock in the afternoon."

Watching the middle-aged man sign his name with trembling hands, and then turn around and leave in three steps, Asma took a deep breath, adjusted his facial expression, looked at Igor with a smile, and said: "Boss , what should we do next?

 Do you have any recruitment requirements? "

Igor sat back in his chair, picked his nose and thought for a long time, then said: "It needs to be someone who is particularly good at fighting, someone who likes dogs, and someone who has a lot of children at home...

 Children who don’t have enough to eat can be given priority! "

As Igor said that, he watched several men pulling malnourished children outside the protective circle. He said irritably to Asma: "Go find them something delicious. I don't like them looking at me." Eyes..."

Asma looked at several children who were obviously having difficulty walking, standing next to the adults, looking at Igor with wide eyes, curious and expectant...

At this moment, this liar lady suddenly felt that the arrogant and frightened Igor was a little cute...

 This is a child who has no impurities in his heart and is kind-hearted!

Asma, who had always had the mentality of a dawdling worker, suddenly cheered up. She felt that she couldn't run away anyway, so it would be a good idea to do something good.

Although there are still many problems to be solved whether the dog farm business will be successful in the end, these things are generally right now.

Asma, who was in a better mood, finally entered the state of assistant. She took the initiative to find the man who helped translate the little boss's words into Pashto. She communicated with him in English and learned that he was actually from Kabul University. The professor had a wife and four children at home, so he decisively hired him to become his assistant...

While Asma was busy, Kaman looked at Igor, who was being stared at by the children and had nails on his butt. He smiled, pressed the communicator and asked for a cart of food to be sent from the base. …

Igor used extremely rude methods to distribute the food transported by Kaman to the children, and then violently drove them away...

But in Afghanistan, especially in places like farms or refugee camps, there are always people who like to show off and bring food and snacks to attract children. People here are used to it, and Igor's approach will only attract more Many children.

 Igor, who is usually energetic, soon became a little overwhelmed...

A little girl with bare feet and cow dung on her legs took a box of fast food meat from Igor's hand. She couldn't wait to open the lid and gnawed on it. Then she started crying because she couldn't bite...

Igor angrily pushed away an older child who reached out to him, grabbed the little girl's sack-like clothes, helped her open the can, roughly pulled out the lunch meat and put it into her hand.

Looking at the little girl eating greedily and contentedly, Igor kicked the food box next to him angrily, looked at Carman and said: "Dragon lizard, I don't like the way they look at me?

I gave them food, but the way they looked at me didn’t change. I hate this feeling..."

Carman reached out and rubbed Igor’s head, and said with a smile: “Then find a way to change their eyes...

 You are the son of a jackal, you can definitely do it! "

Igor walked around restlessly for a few times, impatiently pulling two older-looking local children and asking them to act as food distributors...

 Looking at the children who were younger than him, some were even unable to walk steadily, and they had to carry even smaller children on their backs...

Igor, who was stumped, scratched his scalp in annoyance and said, "What can I do?"

 (End of this chapter)