Chapter 679: When the Temptation Is Big Enough

Lans tidied up his attire and knocked on the door of General Myers's office, dong dong dong, three times.

The door was quickly opened; General Myers was sitting in his wide chair, and standing behind the door was a young man who looked somewhat similar to him.

"Mr. Lans, please come in!", the young man knew who he was and invited him in.

Lans took off his hat before entering the room and said a thank you.

"Just give it to me.", the young officer looked very polite; it seemed he was just a major, but being able to work in General Myers's office, he was obviously not an ordinary officer.

Lans thanked him again and handed the clothes and hat over, then walked toward the desk.

He walked quickly to the desk before General Myers stood up while holding the armrest of the chair and reached out to shake hands with Lans, "What's the matter that you want to see me so late?"

It was already 8:30; if it wasn't for Lans wanting to see him, he would have gone back to sleep long ago.

"Forgive me for speaking relatively directly; I am not those politicians; we can omit those meaningless processes."

Lans nodded in agreement; it wasn't that he really thought these words General Myers said were what he truly expressed and thought.

Many soldiers say they are not politicians, don't know those tricks of politicians, and speak directly.

Actually, the reason they show this appearance is not that they don't know how to be polite, don't know how to greet, don't know how to go around in circles, but that you are not worthy.

If they met with high-ranking generals of the Ministry of National Defense, even with generals of the same rank, or with senators, the President, they would guarantee they would be more like politicians than politicians.

This is actually an alternative, political respect.

Lans is just a gang leader; although he can bring a lot of benefits and wealth to Myers, this doesn't mean that Lans is so important in his heart that he also needs to treat Lans completely as a person of the same class.

This is like the chairman of a listed company, who wouldn't be polite when meeting the company's cleaner, saying something irrelevant, and then telling him that there was a water stain in the corridor yesterday that wasn't cleaned up.

The cleaner doesn't have the qualification to let the president do that, so the president will show that kind of cold indifference, an official business manner.

Of course, this is not to say that Lans has no value at all; if he had no value at all, he couldn't have seen General Myers so late, nor could he have come to General Myers's office.

No matter which world, Lans climbed up from a small role; those unrealistic thoughts of his had already been shattered by the society's repeated heavy punches long ago.

He wouldn't hope for impossible respect, nor would he feel that if he didn't get it, others looked down on him.

He smiled and took out the prepared envelope, then placed it on the table, pressed it with one finger, and pushed it over.

The sound of the envelope rubbing against the table made people feel a kind of comfortable and stress-relieving feeling; General Myers's suspicious gaze stayed on Lans's face for a while, then fell on that envelope.

He picked up the envelope, didn't open it immediately, picked it up and shook it; the material of the check was obviously different from ordinary paper, making a slight collision sound, "What's inside?"

Lans didn't speak, but raised his right hand and made a gesture inviting him to open it; General Myers wasn't worried that Lans would harm him; he tore open the envelope and poured out the things inside.

When he saw clearly that it was a check, and the number on the check, the lines on his face became much softer than just now; he first held the check with both hands and looked at it, then turned it over and held it facing Lans.

"I don't quite understand!"

Lans crossed his legs and leaned back slightly on the back of the chair, "Another share."

"Share!", General Myers raised his eyebrows, "About what?"

"Prostitutes."

This word made the expression of the General suddenly freeze for a moment, and then he laughed twice; he put the check back on the table, "We haven't talked about this business."

Lans nodded slightly, "Although we haven't talked about it, this money can actually be said to come from military expenditure."

"I calculated it; there should be this number of shares by the end of the month, so I brought it over in advance; after all, it's almost New Year."

Yes, it's almost New Year; it's already late December, and there aren't many days left until New Year.

New Year has many places where money is needed; with this money, General Myers's other accounts don't need to have frequent capital flows, and can only have a disposable fifty thousand dollars.

He won't refuse.

However, what he cared about was another thing, "Every month?"

Lans spread his hands slightly, "Every month; actually, if we do some means, the number of shares will become a bit more."

"Seventy or eighty thousand, even one hundred thousand is possible."

General Myers was finally somewhat moved this time; if he said that hundreds of thousands a year only made him feel good, then over a million a year was another matter.

He glanced at the young officer still standing by the door, "Go outside and see if the kids are slacking off, and by the way, lock the door."

Although some things don't hinder him from knowing, they can't be known too specifically.

The young officer naturally had no opinion, then bid farewell to General Myers and Lans, and then left the room.

"He is my nephew, my sister's son, a good young man.", General Myers explained, looking at that share of over a million, his mood also became more lively.

"You should be the same age, but he is much worse than you; he can't go out and be the master himself yet, and can only follow by my side."

Explaining the identity of this young man let Lans not worry too much, and at the same time flattered Lans, killing several birds with one stone.

Look, who said the General wouldn't do these fake politeness and political politeness?

It's just a question of whether he is worthy, not whether he can.

Lans smiled and nodded, "A very spirited young man."

But that was all, "You just said... it might be over a million a year; tell me about your thoughts, and what difficulties there are; let's see how to solve them."

The income of three or five hundred thousand is not worth him doing too many things, but over a million is enough for him to do something.

Lans didn't say what he wanted immediately, but asked, "General, I think for soldiers, this kind of behavior cannot be regarded as simple solicitation and venting."

"Military life is very boring, with huge physical pressure and psychological pressure; healthy physical and mental problems relate to their performance in daily training and on the battlefield."

"I express it this way, is there any problem?"

General Myers looked at the money and thought about it seriously, and shook his head, "No problem; you said it very correctly."

Lans had more smiles on his face, "Then we cannot regard it as solicitation; we must regard it as a kind of treatment; maintaining the psychological and physiological health of soldiers should be military expenditure."

General Myers's thinking was frozen for a moment, but as this sentence was said, a bomb seemed to explode in his mind!

For a moment, his brain was blank; he looked at Lans's eyes, not like looking at a person, but like looking at a lunatic, a madman!

However, he had to admit one point: Lans said it was no problem!

Lans continued, "Look, every soldier has the opportunity to receive psychological counseling; who pays for the cost of psychological counseling?"

At this time, General Myers's thinking had frozen; he could only answer instinctively, "Military expenditure."

Sometimes live-fire training will have some dangerous situations, and some soldiers' psychology will collapse, so the intervention and treatment of psychologists are needed.

Lans smiled and said, "Yes, military expenditure."

"From some aspects, psychologists and those girls who provide happiness are no different; they are all charged by time or by time."

"The comfort effect played by psychologists, girls can also play; they can completely follow the way of psychologists' treatment fees and go through military expenditure."

"Arranging a psychological intervention for a soldier might take ten or twenty dollars, or even more; sometimes more than once."

"And if this money is used to let those girls do this, they can go once a week!"

General Myers finally gradually reacted; he looked at Lans's eyes as if telling Lans that he wanted to pry his brain open to see what was inside. Lans didn't care whether he understood or thought clearly, and continued, "Not every soldier is so eager for sex, or some of them, because of some reasons, prefer to save their income; their desire for consumption will be very low."

"But if we turn letting them see girls into 'military supplies', they don't need to pay extra fees, and give them four or five vouchers, what will happen?"

Some soldiers are dominated by desire, but some resist desire; if these soldiers who resist desire don't consume, they won't generate profit and rebates.

But now if they don't need to pay?

Just like some daily necessities, even cigarettes, issued to them by the army every month, they don't need to pay for them themselves; will they still refuse?

Of course they won't refuse!

This method directly expanded the demand market; General Myers couldn't help but gasp again.

"Calculated by the expenditure of ten dollars in this area per month for each soldier, the expenditure of an army of 100,000 people in this area every month is one million."

"General, you can get a twenty-five percent share from this one million."

He also explained very thoughtfully, "The remaining fifty percent is the girls' money; this income is actually not much for this job."

General Myers followed his line of thinking to think and understand, and he nodded and said, "I understand; once in a strip club is five dollars, and if you want to dance, it's fifteen or twenty."

It seems he often goes; who the hell knows if you are a general or an ordinary person when you change into casual clothes?

Having life experience is good, and it is more convenient for Lans to explain these structures, "Of the remaining twenty-five percent, currently ten percent is handed over to those who are specifically responsible for maintaining order."

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"The remaining fifteen percent is what I get."

General Myers nodded again, "Very reasonable; your business, you earn the least, I really can't pick out any flaws."

"In this way, every month, the rebate you can get is two hundred and fifty thousand, and three million a year."

General Myers, who originally had no reaction, had his pupils shrink again, and then he couldn't help but take out his cigarette case and light a cigarette, not forgetting to give Lans one.

"You mean... I can get three million?"

"A year?"

Lans kept making him full of confusion about this world; is making money really so simple?

Actually, the federal army has always had this behavior, arranging special people internally to provide physiological venting for soldiers.

With the progress of society, the first and second failed feminist movements broke out, and in the end, this department was also abolished.

So from the perspective of pushing this matter to pass, it is not a problem at all; even if the Ministry of National Defense is not easy to talk about, he can declare a new budget himself, talk to the Ministry of National Defense non-written, and they will definitely approve it.

Two dollars per time is just the market price, and the Ministry of National Defense will not make things difficult for him for this part of the cost of a few million a year.

The military expenditure of those useless psychologists also costs a few million a year.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was really a way!

Lans waited for him to think for several minutes before continuing, "What if the scale of the naval base is maintained at 200,000?"

"General, six million a year."

"Fuck!", General Myers couldn't help but explode again, and the cigarette ash fell on his desk because of his excited movements and emotions, "You are really a genius, Lans!"

He couldn't sit still anymore; as the most important deep-water port closest to the Tanfeit continent, Jincheng Naval Base must be the front line of the navy.

In their plan, they didn't just think of 100,000 or 200,000 garrison troops, but more!

Thinking that his annual income was over ten million, how could he sit still?

Lans looked at him standing up and walking back and forth, knowing that he had completely moved this general; after all, even Senator Cleveland couldn't resist the temptation of an annual income of ten million!

Not to mention, compared to government officials, the more independent and dictatorial senior military generals, who dares to find his trouble, who can find his trouble?

He took this money with peace of mind, and didn't have to be afraid of trouble!

This is definitely a big business!

Lans then said, "Actually, we can provide not only sex life, but everything soldiers need."

"I was thinking about a question before I came, General; do you think soldiers need to consume alcohol?"

"A bottle of wine is enough for them to sleep with two or three hundred girls; if every person is allowed to have a bottle every month..."

"Fuck!", General Myers couldn't help but explode again, "Tell me, Lans, what is that number?"

His eyes were already slightly red.

"Calculated by ordinary whiskey, 750 milliliters is two hundred dollars; 100,000 soldiers is twenty million."

"I can give you a ten percent commission, which is two million, one month, 100,000 people!"

"Because this matter still needs a lot of help, and still needs Congress and the Ministry of National Defense to agree, even the President, also needs to be taken care of."

"So ten percent is what I can guarantee; if conditions permit, I will make it more."

The General crossed the table and came to Lans's side to sit down; he looked at Lans, "You are not joking with me, right?"

Lans was of course not joking with him, "How could I joke with you?"

"I am a federal person; I am willing to do something for this country and people, and I am willing to make some money on this basis, and even more willing to make friends like you."

"Of course, I also believe in one thing, that is, everyone makes money!"

"Of course, we can't push this matter in a short time, because Congress's prohibition order is blocking us."

"However, after the war breaks out, this matter will work!"

General Myers stared at Lans without blinking, confirming that he didn't dodge his gaze with a guilty conscience, and grabbed his wrist, "Good, it won't take long!"

"If you... can really do this...", he threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and his expression became extremely serious, "You are the best friend of Myers, and also the best friend of the Myers family!"

For the sake of the possible thirty million kickbacks, even God would descend to be friends with Lans, not to mention General Myers, who originally didn't know how to make money!

Lans couldn't help laughing, the kind that laughed out loud, "Haven't we always been friends?"

General Myers was stunned, and then also showed a smile, "Yes, we have always been friends!"

He now looks at Lans as how he looks and how pleasing he is; of course, it also has a relationship with the huge rebates Lans promised.

After his emotions calmed down a bit, Lans reminded, "I am more anxious about the wine matter than you, because that is my main business, but the physiological and psychological counseling side cannot be relaxed."

"After all, this money is real and can be taken immediately; what do you think?"

General Myers also got rid of that fanatical and excited emotion; he lit a cigarette again, nodded, and didn't say he wanted to go back and sit, but sat on the chair beside Lans.

"Not bad, how do you plan to do it?"

Lans said his thoughts, "I will separate an area on the north side of the base and establish a naval club."

"It will provide most things that clubs provide, including those girls."

"When the time comes, you just need to issue vouchers to them."

General Myers was slightly confused, "If we go through military expenditure, isn't it enough to give them wages directly according to the proportion?"

Lans shook his head, "That's not very good; some girls are more popular, and some are not so popular."

"If the popular ones and the unpopular ones get the same amount, it will make them slack off, hate their work, and make our soldiers unable to truly get comfort."

"So at the end of every month, I will settle accounts with them according to the vouchers."

"As for the name of the project itself, let's use 'physical therapy'!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 680 =====