After a thousand years of trading, start a million barrels of oil

Chapter 256
On the other side of the ocean, Langdon was lying on the bed in the presidential suite of the Las Vegas Hotel, leaning against the back of the bed, with a cigar in his mouth, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at the naked blonde woman who was still sleeping soundly.

According to Allen, this is still a small movie star in Hollywood, but I don't have much impression. Is there such a number one person?
Or maybe it's because I've been wandering in the damn sea every day, and I've long been indifferent to some changes in the film and television industry. I don't know what movies are out, and what newcomers are popular.

Of course, the greater possibility is that the one Allen found for him is just a small [-]th-line movie star. This guy is really capable of fooling him. Are you afraid that he won't give him the purchase list?

But after returning from the five-month voyage, it is not bad to have a fair-looking woman who can vent the excess energy accumulated in these days.

In short, at least it's better than being on the ship, and even the pet cats they raise are male.

Langdon took another puff on his cigar, exhaling smoke rings one by one, which looked much more interesting than the smoke left by the ship's cannon every time it was fired.

The phone dripped, and Langdon reached out to touch it from the bedside table, glanced sideways, and it was from Allen:

'How did you play yesterday?Do you want to continue?I will arrange another one for you after playing tonight. '

Langdon smiled. He naturally knew what Allen meant by 'playing'. It wasn't the woman next to him, but the casino in Las Vegas.

"Go." Langdon replied, and at the same time got up, dressed, and left.

As for the name of the woman next to her?It doesn't matter, Alan has given her money, and she has experienced the charm of her own man, that's enough.

Entering the largest casino in La City, Langdon once again experienced the feeling of a crowd of people and a moment of joy and sorrow.

Some people get rich here, and as long as they stop, they can live comfortably for the rest of their lives, but no one has ever done it. People who have experienced this feeling will always come here again, until they lose and go bankrupt.

And what's more, he didn't even have a chance to make money, and he just lost without even his underwear left.

But these have nothing to do with him, he can lose as much as he wants, because he doesn't have to pay for the chips himself.

"This is a $10 chip. You play slowly." After exchanging the chips, Alan handed them to Langdon, played a few rounds with him, and asked when he found a gap:
"Mug order, all right?"

Langdon smiled after hearing this, and replied while continuing to add chips: "No problem, 740 dollars a piece, and a folding chair is 3500 dollars a piece. As I said above, the finance is paying the bill."

What Langdon was talking about was the navy procurement led by his superiors. The mugs they wanted were sold at Wal-Mart for $5 each, but what kind of profit would there be, and how could they help the higher-ups spend the more than 8000 billion budget?
So they specially selected the buyers themselves. It is not too much to buy a $5 mug for $740. A folding chair for $30 can also be bought for $3500. Does it matter? Anyway, so A lot of military spending.

"Is there no problem with the publicity?" Allen said while placing a bet himself.

In order to avoid this situation, the military mining is required to be published in the newspaper to make it public.

Langdon didn't panic at all: "Don't worry, we chose a newspaper in Monovi, Nebraska to publish. The daily sales volume does not exceed 10 copies. Usually, our own people buy it, and it is published in it. In the cracks of the 16th page out of 14 pages."

Langdon didn't think there was anything wrong with doing this. This is a capitalized country. Although it is under the banner of freedom and democracy, it is used to fool the east and the third world, making them yearn for this place and thus treat their own country. Produce disgust, let them feel that even the air on the other side is free.

But the actual situation is only clear to them, freedom is the freedom of the rich, and democracy is the democracy of certain skin colors.

As for the poor, stay in your slums honestly, don't tarnish our image, money is king.

Since capital is paramount, why can't he also make a fortune by the way, not to mention that his superior took the lead in doing this matter, and he is just an executor.

As for guilt?It doesn't exist, those old men are more greedy and I don't see any sense of guilt from them, so it's not too much to help them spend some military expenses.

Allen felt relieved after hearing this, and took two puffs of smoke rings from the cigarette in his mouth, and began to chat about other things: "You are the captain, and you are responsible for watching the east side. What do you think of the electromagnetic gun on the nearest ship to the east?"

Speaking of this, Langdon raised his eyebrows. No matter how much he gambled and had fun after landing, he still had to be serious when entering the water.

It's not because of faith like in the east, otherwise there would be no scandals in bases around the world.

It's just that as your main opponent in the future, if you encounter it one day, you must ensure that you can destroy or at least drive away the opponent without hurting yourself.

Otherwise, he came to join the army purely for making money, and it would not be worthwhile to get himself injured because of this.

The most important thing is that the warship Allen mentioned this time is a destroyer just like his own warship, and it just formed a counterpoint on the battlefield, so he naturally paid attention to it before.

Langdon smiled, and threw out another dozen chips. At the same time, he flicked the cigarette ash he had smoked a lot, put it back into his mouth, and took a sip:

"That ship, it's okay, it's okay to fight John Bull's 45th destroyer or the Atago destroyer that fights chickens.

But it’s still a bit short of hitting us, and it’s not enough to add electromagnetic guns. It’s not called a future weapon just because it can fire a few more shells.

And when it comes to future battleships, it is far worse than us. "

Allen also nodded with a smile after hearing this: "That's right, who told you to be Zumwalt, I'm afraid the destroyer that can surpass you in this world has not yet been built."

The two laughed for a while, and Alan continued: "How about that Luna last night, today's arrangements have been made, and I will take you back to the hotel when you are finished."

Langdon took a puff of smoke: "Or eighteen lines?"

Allen: "How come, yesterday was an appetizer, and today is the Connie you have always wanted, definitely above the second line."

The corner of Langdon's mouth curled up, and at this moment, the phone rang. Langdon picked it up, listening to the conversation inside, but his expression became more and more serious.

Allen also saw it, and when he hung up the phone, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Langdon shrugged: "Your kindness seems to be unappreciated. Inform me to participate in this titanium return, and I have to leave now."

"Is it for the one on the east side? That's something to pay attention to. What a pity, I'll make arrangements for you when you come back." Alan also helplessly spread his hands.

"Play again." Langdon likes to take one last gamble before setting out on a major mission, to see if the mission will go well, and he usually wins.

This time, he also pushed out all the chips in front of him. It was a game of betting big and small. Langdon kept buying big and winning in the first few hands, so he also bought big in the last one.

"Big! Big! Big!" Langdon said in his mouth, he believed that his trip to sea this time would still go smoothly.

The dice cup was opened, the result: small.

(End of this chapter)