Gao Yang dared to swear he heard the most miserable screams in the world.

The direct and high-pitched scream was silent the moment before, and suddenly a scream that made people feel insane from the bottom of their hearts sounded, and the people who made the noise had no intention of stopping them, so the continuous screams had never stopped since they rang.

Gao Yang heard a lot of screams. Anyone who could make such screams would definitely not be able to end up being better, so he did not react particularly strongly, but he couldn't make the call.

Jacobin's expression could not be said to be intoxicated, but he said with emotion: "I haven't heard this sound for a long time."

Turning his head and seeing Gao Yang with a twisted face, Jacobin turned his head and said, "Can't you adapt?"

Gao Yang waved his hand and whispered: "No, I'm fine."

Jacobin nodded and smiled, "That's good, boys, no, they are old people now. They haven't done these things for many years. Although doing these things is like riding a bicycle, you can't forget them if you learn them, but there is always a problem of proficiency. They need to take this opportunity to practice their hands."

Gao Yang nodded in a wooden manner and whispered: "It's understandable."

After listening for a moment, Jacobin whispered: "It's time to stop, otherwise he will faint and waste time of interrogation."

Sure enough, as soon as Jacobin finished speaking, the screams from inside came to an abrupt end, so Jacobin immediately laughed and said, "It's not bad, they didn't forget everything they learned, and they had a good grasp of the rhythm."

The scream stopped, Gao Yang continued to call. He had been trying to contact Grjanov. Jacobin said he was dead, but Gao Yang still wanted to confirm.

Finally, Gao Yang put down the phone and said to Jacobin with a gloomy face: "Geryanov is dead. Yesterday afternoon, Geryanov was shot to death at his doorstep."

Jacobin nodded and immediately said, "I don't know how people like you do things. So I have to ask, is his family dead?"

Gao Yang shook his head and said, "No, my wife and younger son are at home. They are fine. The eldest son has joined the army, and it is fine."

Jacobin smiled and said, "Oh, it seems that the opponent doesn't want to do anything. He doesn't want to escalate the war, and according to the principle of reciprocity, you must also keep it when you go back to revenge."

Gao Yang's face was gloomy, and he couldn't laugh, so he could only sigh and then punched the sofa helplessly.

Jacobin curled his lips and shouted, "You're so blaming yourself?"

Gao Yang thought for a moment and whispered: "Yes."

"Why do you blame yourself?"

Gao Yang shook his head and sighed, "I think this is my fault. If Ivan was there, no, if Andre was not dead, this might not have happened."

Jacobin pointed to Gao Yang and nodded, "This is indeed your fault. It can be said that you killed Grjanov. When you realize that there is an insider and have betrayed your whereabouts, you should respond in time, but you have not."

Gao Yang exhaled and whispered: "Yes, Djokovic has been looking for me, and I have been looking for him. I have been hiding well during this period. Djokovic has not moved for a long time, which has made me relax my vigilance. After I was attacked, I should think that the situation has changed now and he has begun to attack in full force. I should at least notify others to make them more vigilant, but I have not, Fark, it is all my fault."

Jacobin laughed. Then he said in a very kind tone: "You did something wrong and you blame yourself, but why do you show it? Why do you want me to know that you blame yourself, why do you appear to regret and annoy you in your expression? This is not good, you should control your emotions, at least not let others see it."

Gao Yang sighed and whispered: "What's the matter? Everyone is dead."

Jacobin said seriously: "You are the boss. You control the life and death of many people. Your burden is very heavy. No matter whether you do it right or wrong, you cannot make people question you, especially you cannot let your subordinates question all the decisions you make. If you do it wrong, your subordinates will sacrifice their lives. This is your problem. If you do it right and let your subordinates make money with you, this is still your problem. You don't need praise from your subordinates. Similarly, you don't need them to point fingers at your decision, especially no one needs to question you. You just need to make them respect you and obey all your orders unconditionally. No matter whether your order is right or wrong, otherwise, how can you be the boss in the future?"

After saying it seriously, Jacobin whispered: "To put it bluntly, you are not a boss, you are a boss who has been born and died with people. Since you follow you, you have to be with danger, then your subordinates should be enlightened. When you give them wealth, they will of course bear the danger you give them. It is very fair. Don't let anyone question you, so you are right or wrong, and it is still right!"

Gao Yang did not agree with Jacobin's statement, but he was carefully savoring Jacobin's words.

Jacobin smiled, then sat down, and whispered: "People need to experience setbacks before they can grow. It does not mean that they must experience setbacks and failures, but setbacks and failures can make people grow faster. There is no doubt about this. Ram, you are still young, you have time, and you have the capital to make mistakes, so what are the small mistakes you make occasionally? Why take them to heart?"

Gao Yang whispered: "But if someone dies if I make a mistake, I can't make a mistake. I can't afford to make a mistake."

Jacobin said seriously: "Are you so confident? Are you a God? Otherwise, how dare you say that you will not make mistakes? I have seen too many big people. I have experienced three presidents and six directors. Every big person I have met will make mistakes. And myself, everyone under my command, will make mistakes. What are you? Do you dare to say that you will never make mistakes?"

Gao Yang nodded and whispered: "I understand."

Jacobin waved and smiled, "Things have happened. What you should consider is how to cure yourself instead of blaming yourself. You don't have time to blame yourself. What do you want to do now?"

Gao Yang shouted: "Punish the betrayer, then of course we should reward the loyalists. Geryanov's assassination means that he chose loyalty. I want to reward him and his family. Well, send his family to a safe place and give them a lot of money. He has a wife and two sons. I plan to give them three million dollars."

Jacobin immediately shook his head and said, "No, it's wrong. The reward is too little. Do you have money? You should be very rich, right? Then you should take out a real huge sum of money. I think 10 million US dollars is more appropriate, and you must let all your subordinates know that Collins betrayed you, so he died, and Geryanov chose loyalty, so he died, but his family is back to get the best protection. You need this comparison, so in some ways, Geryanov's death is quite good for you." (To be continued.)

ps: Some people always say I'm watery, please, if you really want water, don't write these, okay? The number of words will come out when fighting casually, and it's not too much. Why use a very difficult way to write water?

The protagonist has to go from a mercenary to a cross-border boss, he has to experience something and learn something. Otherwise, a cannon fodder will become an omniscient and omnipotent boss in a blink of an eye. This is too much.

So, the protagonist grew up from a military fan to his current state, which he learned little by little, and grew up in success and failure. It was not a super power obtained out of thin air. Now the protagonist has reached a critical stage of growth. The so-called teaching by example, whether it is a dialogue or a plot, must be written, otherwise he will know Jacobin and immediately become as powerful as Jacobin. Can he look good?
Chapter completed!