Chapter 1415: Has My Knight Eaten?
If you want to take other people's money, you have to get on their boat.
There is no easy way to make money in this world. You either have to work like a slave or be tied to others, not to mention asking for gold mines or something like that.
All the gold mines, diamond mines, oil fields, etc. that were given away were managed by Lei Zhen, and the profits were transferred to the secret accounts of six people every month.
This is a windfall, and a huge fortune.
Although the salaries in the Vatican are very high, with the annual salary of a cardinal reaching 60,000 to 70,000 US dollars, and there is also a lot of gray income, what does three gold mines mean?
The annual salary of the Knight Commander is only about 30,000 US dollars. Although there is some gray income, it all comes from the mouths of the Knights. Compared with a gold mine or diamond... there is no comparison at all.
Who wouldn’t be tempted by so much wealth?
Lei Zhen knew very well that the Holy See had gone through so many ups and downs over the years, and the internal corruption had become very serious. It could be said that there was no one from top to bottom who was not making money.
If you don't fish and he doesn't fish, how can the bishop fish?
If you don't take advantage of it and he doesn't take advantage of it, how can you become the bishop?
The problem of corruption is the same everywhere. The older the organization, the more serious the corruption is, because conventions and customs have been formed in the process.
However, there is a drawback here. Once it becomes a convention, the amount of corruption can only be controlled within a certain range, and can even be considered a fixed salary.
Now that such a huge fortune has fallen on them, even if Bishop Gale and others don't want to play, they have to play, because they know that they have to accept it and not play.
This is Lei Zhen's territory. He has a hundred ways to make people die naturally.
They are all old hands, and of course they know that they have to drink the wine as a toast, and absolutely cannot drink the wine as punishment.
So everyone was having a lot of fun, especially Bishop Gale. I don’t know if it was because of his long years of abstinence or what, but he asked for 10 at once.
"This is what brothers are like!" Lei Zhen sighed.
He likes to make friends, especially brothers like this.
Because having more brothers makes the life easier. Even if you fall down one day, your good brothers will not kick you when you are down. Instead, they will take the initiative to come forward and help you.
Because if we don’t support each other, the brothers will fall down too.
The state of sharing losses and gaining together is the most sincere expression of brotherhood.
"Master, you are so cruel, hehe." The King of Qin flattered him.
“Bang!”
Lei Zhen slapped him in the face with his backhand.
"No... why did you hit me?" The King of Qin covered his face and said aggrievedly, "Even if I flattered the horse but it backfired, there's no need to hit me. I'm already an adult, don't you have any dignity?"
As I spoke, tears were about to come out.
"Andre and the others are watching here, do you still want to save face?" Lei Zhen's eyes were full of contempt.
"I...actually, face doesn't matter. I have to pretend to be nice, right? Master, that slap of yours seemed even more powerful than before. Both the force and speed reached unprecedented heights."
The King of Qin has a sense of shame, and he is very shameless in front of others, but at the same time he is shameless, and he doesn't need to have any face at all in front of Lei Zhen.
"From now on, fight for profit, not just for the sake of fighting. If you dare to do that again, I will strip you of your military power!"
Lei Zhen was very angry and the consequences were serious.
Of course, war has to be profitable. Why fight a war if there is no profit?
"Don't bullets cost money? Don't supplies cost money? How much does a helicopter sortie cost? How much does a fighter sortie cost?"
"And that doesn't even include the airdrops and all the logistics. Are you a fucking spendthrift? This is all I have, and you might as well spend it all!"
Lei Zhen pointed at the King of Qin's nose and cursed, saying that if this was not his founding disciple, he would definitely strip him of his military power.
"Boss, the Red King doesn't just enjoy fighting; he's passionate about it," Andre said, seizing the opportunity. "In the past year, they've flown 1,355 armed helicopter sorties, and they're all owed money."
"Andre, shut up! I'm not someone who owes money and doesn't pay it back," the King of Qin cursed.
“Bang!”
Another slap on the head.
"You're awesome! You've dispatched 1,355 sorties. Do you know how much fuel costs each time? 1.5 tons of fuel per sortie costs about $300. For 1,355 sorties, they'd have used at least 2,000 tons, or $400,000. And that's just the theoretical cost."
"Do missiles cost money? Do bullets cost money? Do weapons damage cost money? Does aircraft maintenance cost money? Does aircraft wear and tear cost money?"
Although Lei Zhen doesn't like to count the money, once he starts, he can even clearly see how much aviation fuel was consumed.
He had never seen such a prodigal son. He treated money as if it were nothing. Was he fighting for excitement? He was fighting to make money, lots of money!
"Pay immediately!" Lei said angrily.
"Master, I can't pay it back." The King of Qin said pitifully, "I owe too much, a full 300 million dollars."
"How many?"
"Boss, it's $360 million."
Andre quickly made the final move, otherwise he would never get the money back.
The Warrior Base is the Warrior Base, and the mercenary corps led by King Qin is the mercenary corps. When they need air support from the base, they have to pay.
"What the hell did you do? 360 million dollars just for war? Do you know how many countries this money can flatten? Fuck you..."
Lei Zhen was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He thought that the King of Qin was a spendthrift, but he didn't expect him to be so wasteful.
"Master, I won't dare to fight again..."
"Listen to me, I'm going to give you a good beating—"
"real?"
"Really? But you have to make me $500 million in net profit every year, or I'll skin you alive!"
"I……"
The King of Qin hung his head, knowing that his good days were over. He could no longer just enjoy the excitement, but had to find ways to fight wars and make money.
"Andre, don't give him any support from now on. Wait until you pay back the 360 million."
"Yes, my boss, haha."
The money must be repaid first. It’s not that Lei Zhen doesn’t care about the money, but mainly because every penny earned by the Warriors Base must be given to him, and it’s the biggest share.
It would be fine if he just owed others money, but in the end it was Lei Zhen who was cheated of his money. How could this be acceptable?
It’s not that Lei Zhen cares about money. He has plenty of money and really doesn’t care about these trivial things. He has never cared about them. It’s just that it is natural to pay back debts. Otherwise, it is unacceptable.
"Um... has my knight eaten yet?"
"have eaten."
"Get out of here!"
“…”
Lei Zhen didn't have time to talk too much because his knights were eating and drinking.
As the saying goes, good people are made of iron and rice is made of steel. Even the Golden Knights are no exception. No matter how cool they are, they have to eat when they should eat and drink when they should drink.
"Ruth! Sally!"
"Come and protect me, someone is trying to murder me!"
Following Lei Zhen's shout, two golden knights staggered in.
The coldness on his face had long since disappeared, leaving only a flush as if he was drunk, and his eyes were as blurry as a cat in spring.
"Take off your armor! Take off your armor!"
With a clang, the armor was scattered all over the ground.
Roaring is good, even the sacred can't resist it!
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