Early the next morning, Lin Wen got up from the two delicate bodies with unfinished thoughts. Apart from anything else, Lin Wen last night could be said to have had enough of acting in love action scenes.

Looking at the two people who were still sleeping soundly and the camera in his hand, Lin Wen smiled, and he was one step closer to the master of photography.

After going to the bathroom and briefly washing up, Lin Wen took out his cell phone and called Long Yi.

"What are your orders, boss?" Long Yi still had the same tone that had never changed.

Lin Wen ordered: "The PMC company can start to be established. I have found a few more helpers for you. You can come here tomorrow to accept them, and then you can be responsible for leading them."

Long Yi: "Okay boss."

Since the last interstellar auction obtained 300 million star coins, Lin Wen once again purchased a T-1000 and 17 T-1 robots, naming them Long Zero, Long Four to Long Twenty, these 17

The robot cost Lin Wen 47 million star coins.

If converted into cash, it would be a full 4.7 billion. However, although it is a bit expensive, Lin Wen still feels that this transaction is very worthwhile.

This time Lin Wen plans to let Long Ling lead ten people and Long Yi lead ten people to form a pmc company.

Lin Wen's plan is to put Long Yi in charge of Southeast Asia, and Long Ling in charge of Africa. You must know that in today's society, nothing is easier than "making money" there.

The most important thing is that with their presence, Lin Wen will be more "convenient" to do things in the future.

After lunch, Lin Wen secretly went to a remote place and summoned all these "people".

"Master." All the robots said in unison the moment they opened their eyes.

Lin Wen ordered: "From now on, call me boss, and you will be called Long Ling, and you will lead them."

"Okay boss."

In the afternoon, Long Yi, Long Er and Long San appeared in front of Lin Wen.

"Boss, we are here."

Lin Wen pointed at a group of robots and said: "From now on, you are responsible for taking Long Er to Long Ten and you are responsible for opening up the Southeast Asian market. Long Ling, you are responsible for Long Eleven to Long Twenty, and you are responsible for taking care of the African market."

"Okay boss." They both replied in unison.

After arranging all this, Lin Wen was very satisfied with it. With his own "strength", he would have capital in the future.

After returning to the hotel, Lin Wen saw the two women "dressing up", so he smiled and walked up to sit on the sofa.

"Young Master Lin, you are back." After seeing Lin Wen, Sun Xuemei dropped the curling iron in her hand and fell directly into Lin Wen's arms.

Zhong Zhenzhen, after thinking for a while, also sat on the other side of Lin Wen.

"I'm very angry right now." Lin Wen raised the photography equipment in his hand with a wicked smile.

The two of them knelt down and began to clean up.

Lin Wen hummed while enjoying the services of the two of them: "If you have any trouble in Xiangjiang from now on, please feel free to ask Chen Min to help you solve it. If he has any problems, let him come to me directly."

"Yeah." The two women were speechless now and could only nod and hum in reply.

Lin Wen smiled and stroked their hair and said: "To be a canary, you must have the consciousness of a canary. Let's walk in the garden and try new methods."

The two women's delicate bodies trembled, and they both lowered their heads and worked harder.

After "reliving old dreams", Lin Wen packed up his things and returned to school. He was very satisfied with receiving the goods today. Of course, the most important thing is that his photography skills have improved to a new level.

While Lin Wen was still enjoying his time at school, Long Yi and others had already rented a plane and started flying towards their respective "destinations". Lin Wen's order to them was to establish a PMC company, so naturally they did not dare to delay.

Early the next morning, Long Yi took the lead in arriving at the Peptide Country in Southeast Asia. After getting off the plane, Long Yi led everyone directly towards a local PMC company.

Ten minutes later, this PMC company in China was transformed into the headquarters of FX company, and all the previous people were sent away by Long Yi.

Because it was an American PMC company, the local people didn't dare to "ask more" and quickly applied for local weapons certificates for Long Yi and others.

"Do you understand the boss's instructions? We must become the strongest PMC company in Southeast Asia in the shortest possible time." Long Yi told the other "people".

Everyone: "I understand."

Long Yi took out a computer left behind by his previous company, stuck out a usp card on his finger and inserted it into the computer. Then, after the numbers rolled in his eyes, Long Yi's cold voice sounded.

"The first target is Meng Cai. The local warlord has wealth worth 500 million US dollars, 805 guards, 60 women, 80 children, 3 elderly people, and firepower level 1."

After finishing the analysis, Long Yi said coldly: "Today's operation, the target Meng Cai, needs the target to survive, there is no requirement for the lives of other people, understand?"

"Understood." The numbers flashed in everyone's eyes and they all received the data from Long Yi.

Long Yi received Lin Wen's order this time to become the "largest" PMC company in Southeast Asia. The most indispensable part of this was financial support, so he planned to find local "private" armed forces to start "taking action."

As night falls, on the border of Southeast Asian countries, a "banquet" is being held in a luxurious private manor. A gray-haired old man is holding a dark-skinned woman and laughing there.

If there are any locals present, they can recognize it at a glance. This is General Meng Cai, the local emperor. Meng Cai was originally a private armed force in the triangle area next to him. With the local "tightening" of the country, he immediately moved from there.

Bian broke away and joined the Peptide Kingdom.

In order to reward Meng Cai, the Peptide Kingdom gave him the title of "General". In addition, he has nearly a thousand armed men under his command, which can be said to be the supreme existence in the local area.

Today is the happy day for Meng Cai to marry his eighth wife. All the famous people nearby are here. Meng Cai laughed loudly at the guests and said, "Everyone has a good meal and a good drink tonight."

"General Meng, you're welcome." Everyone said in a flattering tone.

Just as the atmosphere of the banquet was getting thicker, a cold voice sounded.

"Meng Cai, we have something to ask you."

Everyone looked back and saw that a man with an Eastern face appeared at the venue with a group of big men with Western faces.

Meng Cai frowned and scolded his men: "What's going on? Where's the security?"

Long Mian said expressionlessly: "If you are talking about the ants outside, they have all gone to see your Buddha now."

"What do you want to do?" Meng Cai said in shock, but he kept winking at his bodyguard.

Long Yi still had the same expression and said, "You can give it a try." After saying that, Long Yi threw a cell phone and played a video that made Meng Cai feel chilled.

Because those people "sleeping" underground in the video are all his "subordinates".

"Come in, let's chat." Long Yi sneered.
Chapter completed!