Sharman made a surprise visit to Iraq, which shocked both Saudi Arabia and Iraq.

Sharman made a surprise visit to Iraq, which attracted the attention of the United States and the CIA's anger.

What does Abdullah mean to Sharman that he is worthy of using the power of the whole country to come in a formal diplomatic gesture?

It should be noted that this is Sharman's first overseas trip, but it is a sudden trip that ignores diplomatic etiquette, has not yet taken charge of the overall situation, has an unstable foundation, and makes a simple trip.

At best, this is brave; at worst, this is reckless.

Could it be that Sharman just wants to show his attitude to the United States and his determination that he will never be manipulated and controlled by the United States?

No one can really guess what Shaman is thinking.

Because no one would believe that Sharman’s trip was just to get people.

Just to get some people out of the green zone that was surrounded like an iron barrel, Sharman personally appeared.

Today, in this situation, Shaman just wants to say something.

"You are right, only a fearless general can have fearless soldiers! I understand why you can have an honest and brave subordinate like Feng!"

Sharman speaks the truth.

If there are heroes in this world who cherish heroes, it is now, it is Sharman and Gao Yi in front of him.

In the past, I only thought that Feng's words were extremely considerate, but now I realized that this... this person whose name I didn't even know, his words were also so thoughtful.

There are people under Shaman who work hard and people who are loyal, but there has never been anyone as capable and caring as the person in front of him.

Shaman couldn't help but stretched out his hands. He didn't shake hands. He grabbed Gao Yi's shoulders with both hands and said sincerely: "You guys, join the National Intelligence Agency!"

Shaman was really moved by his love for talents. Even if he didn't know the name of the person in front of him, he wanted to entrust him with important tasks.

Abdullah's abilities are limited, but he is loyal. It is perfect for him to be the director of the National Intelligence Agency.

But the National Intelligence Agency really needs someone who can do things. Although they are two foreigners, although their origins are unknown, and although they are from a humble background, it doesn't matter. As long as they can do things, then those who can do things beautifully will be better

Nothing better.

"Your Highness! I am grateful for your appreciation of me. It is my greatest honor to be recognized by you!"

It is meaningless to be worshiped by slaves, just like people will not feel the respect from ants.

A hero only needs respect from the strong.

Shaman's heart was agitated. He was proud of his ability to identify talents and his ability to recruit talents in an eclectic way.

But when Sharman was excited, he heard something completely unexpected again.

"But Your Highness, I'm afraid I can't join the National Intelligence Agency!"

Shaman was stunned and asked in surprise: "Why?"

"Your Highness, my identity is too complicated. If I join the National Intelligence Agency, it will bring some undue trouble to Your Highness. For example, I have a deep relationship with the National Defense Covert Operations Agency and we have close contacts. If I join

Has the National Intelligence Agency sent a signal to the outside world that the National Intelligence Agency has changed from the CIA’s back garden to a cooperative unit of the Bureau of Covert Operations?”

Shaman was shocked inside.

"Your Highness, I am impressed by your charisma, so although there are some things I shouldn't say, I have to say them now. Whether it makes sense or not, please judge for yourself. The CIA belongs to the United States, and the Secret Operations Bureau also belongs to the United States.

, but the National Intelligence Agency can only be yours, it must be yours!"

This truth is very simple, very simple. Of course Sharman knows it, but no one has ever mentioned it in front of him, and no one has ever really taken this extremely simple truth seriously.

Everyone feels that the National Intelligence Agency should be a vassal of the CIA. Everyone, including his own father, all important ministers, and even the superiors and subordinates of the National Intelligence Agency.

No one thinks there is anything wrong with a country's top intelligence agency being a vassal of another country, and no one is trying to change this situation.

But now, a former enemy, a person who had held him hostage, spoke out.

Shaman felt a little heavy and couldn't help but nodded.

"Your Highness, you want to clean up the National Intelligence Agency, but you can't drive away the wolf through the front door and let in the lion through the back door. Your Highness, the Secret Operations Bureau is the intelligence agency of the Pentagon. If we really want to talk about the harm, the Pentagon is greater than the CIA."

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Shaman sighed softly.

"Your Highness, based on this alone, I cannot join the National Intelligence Agency, because this act sends a signal, and this signal is for everyone in the National Intelligence Agency and the whole world to see. What do you think?"

Yes, you can't drive out the CIA and put it in the Pentagon, otherwise others will think that Sharman is just a collaborator, but after all, he is still a puppet controlled by others.

Sharman doesn't do this kind of thing, so the people he admires can't join the National Intelligence Service.

What a pity, what a pity.

Shaman sighed softly and said: "Yes, you are right, but I would be very sorry if a talented person like you cannot help me."

"It is my honor to work for His Highness the Prince, and it is the honor of all of us at Sky Garden. But when we help His Highness the Prince, why do we have to join the National Intelligence Agency? All we need is a phone call from His Highness, and we will serve His Highness wholeheartedly.

After all, we are a killer organization."

A killer organization?

Shaman frowned and said, "A killer organization? Are you just killers? You don't look like killers to me."

"Your Highness, it doesn't matter whether you look like it or not. What matters is the result."

"I think you guys are more like...well."

Shaman was confused, what does the hanging garden look like?

It seems like nothing.

Killers, how can they shoot CIA killers and agents in the street with cannons? I have never heard of any agents on the dark web. As for mercenaries, they don't even carry guns, so they don't look like mercenaries.

But they work harder than the National Intelligence Agency. Looking at the whole process of their actions, they have done a good job in intelligence work. They have information that the National Intelligence Agency does not have. But now, this hanging garden does not seem to be a secret.

People from the action bureau.

If he was really from the Bureau of Secret Operations, how could he give up the opportunity to join the National Intelligence Agency?

A sky garden is a sky garden, it is unique and I can’t think of any similar template.

Sharman was puzzled, and finally he could only say: "I think you are more like an action team, a full-featured action team that integrates assassination, intelligence acquisition, and special operations. The CIA's special operations team is nothing more than that."

Well, oh, Naovi was all beaten to death by you."

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness. It is true to say that we are an action team. Your Highness, we cannot join the National Intelligence Agency, but we can work for you, and our charging standards are not high... Please allow me to introduce us.

Finance Director, he can give you a complete price list, a..."

Why are you talking about money?

That's right, this kind of wild and powerful team is basically formed to make money.

That's fine. A wild action team with no national background, ruthless hands, tough words, and a sweet mouth. If that's how it works, it's perfect.

"Your Highness, this is our financial director. He is responsible for all our financial matters. If you think our performance is good, he can introduce to you our charges..."

It's so annoying, why are we talking about money?

What is money? What is money? How can Sharman’s appreciation for a person be measured by money?

Sharman waved his hand and thought for a moment, this matter started because of Khaled, so it must end with Khaled.

Sharman will not think about one thing for too long, although Khaled's case is not a trivial matter, and it is a very representative incident, and the result of the handling affects the choices of many people.

But Sharman still decided to give the person in front of him whom he admired so much the due reward.

"What is your relationship with Khald? How much did he give you?"

"Khaled and I... Your Highness, he and I are friends. I call him big brother. Our team has just been formed and we are not very famous, but Khaled has given us the greatest respect, so I will give him

He didn’t give any money in return that he could do.”

Shaman was extremely shocked. He thought for a moment and said again: "Then what did he give in return?"

"I believe there will be rewards, but he seems to have lost everything... Your Highness, Khaled will never dare to be right with you. He really doesn't dare to oppose you."

Shaman was moved in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Khaled's son played a big role this time? I can't remember his son's name clearly."

"Your Highness, his son is still young and has not played a big role, but his son admires you very much..."

Sharman smiled because he saw through the other party's worries.

"Are you afraid that I will do harm to Khaled's son, so much so that you dare not say his name? Will it be difficult for me to find out what his son's name is?"

"Your Highness! That's absolutely not what I meant. How could a male lion think that hyena cubs are a threat?"

Sharman couldn't help but laugh, and then he couldn't help but said: "Lions can really kill hyena cubs, didn't you know?"

Seeing the embarrassment on the face of the person he admired so much, Shaman suddenly felt relaxed, happy, and more trusting.

Sharman couldn't bear to continue to embarrass the person he admired. He waved his hand and said: "Okay, I understand. Now I have decided that Khaled must leave Saudi Arabia. This is the overall situation. I can't let him stay. Now

It has brought undue hope to many people. In addition, his family business must be nationalized."

"Yes, I know...as long as he can survive safely, that's enough."

Sharman said seriously: "Three years, tell Khaled that he can wait in Abu Dhabi for three years. After three years, he can return to China. Then, I will give him 49% of the family business."

shares.”

"What? Really! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm not questioning His Highness the Prince's words, I'm just too excited. I thank His Highness the Prince for his generosity on behalf of Khald. I, I'm grateful..."

Sharman enjoyed the gratitude from the warriors, so he continued: "All import and export trade of Khaled's company must go through a third party. This third-party company must be yours, and the term is permanent, I said."

This time, there was nothing to say. Sharman looked at the other party's expression that was distorted by extreme surprise, and couldn't help but smile: "Also, Khaled's son..."

"Mohan, his name is Mohan!"

"Mohan, Khaled's business shares must be handed over to Mohan for inheritance. All other sons have no inheritance rights. This is my return to Mohan. Are you satisfied?"

Those who have meritorious deeds will be generously rewarded.

As for money.

What is money?
Chapter completed!