King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 412 398 I Will Be Irreplaceable

Joe Ga did not take the Rolls Royce offered by Sayyid, but instead rode in the diplomatic vehicle provided by the Swedish embassy, heading to a super mansion on Beverly Hills.

On the way, Joe Ga recalled his dealings with a group of reporters and couldn't help but tiredly rub his temples.

Those political and editorial journalists were much more capable than he had previously thought.

For instance, there was Madeline and Wallace, who not only exhibited professional skills but also a clear and thorough understanding of matters.

Joe Ga found himself sowhat harried by their questions.

At tis, he even wondered if these people might have a future in interrogation.

Their questions were full of traps, not the kind ant to create sensational headlines by quoting out of context, but those designed to strip away the interviewee's facades.

These reporters were incredibly sharp, instantly catching on whenever Joe Ga's answers were evasive or inconsistent, then rephrasing their questions as if they wouldn't rest until they had thoroughly picked him apart.

If one were a politician, such journalists could easily cause embarrassnt.

But Joe Ga handled it fairly well; he had nothing to feel guilty about and, except for so details he couldn't divulge, he answered most questions sincerely.

Even if so views were not agreed upon, as long as they didn't touch on core conflicts, both parties could have an orderly discussion.

In all honesty, Joe Ga found these private discussions quite insightful and enriching, yet they were also ntally exhausting—so much so that by the end, he found he did not understand many of the specialized terms they used.

Regardless, Joe Ga's sincerity left a good impression on these prominent journalists.

He then turned smiles on their faces with so apologetic gifts!

Without fundantal ideological conflicts, it's really not difficult for everyone to enjoy a pleasant interaction.

Joe Ga candidly admitted that he was rely a military man and it should be understandable that so of his views ca off as superficial.

After all, if I can't outargue you, I might as well sincerely listen and learn, right?

Whether it sinks in or not, first show the right attitude, then give a few complints on the sid, and doesn't that bring about good feelings?

These people held high social status. Their praise for P·B in the dia sotis carried more weight than a hundred words from politicians.

No matter whether the strength was there or not, first inflate the reputation balloon, causing the super tycoons who harbor malice towards P·B to hesitate, and then strive for enough ti to develop—that's the proper way.

While Joe Ga was resting with his eyes closed, Monica, who had been scrolling through her phone, suddenly let out an exclamation...

"Ah, Kristin has shared an article...

Wow, Swift has posted a short essay...

Wow, Julie has spoken up..."

Joe Ga opened his eyes, looked over, and said with a smile, "The warm-up has started. If it weren't so late, there might already be a crowd of protesters at the entrance of the luxurious mansion rented by the Crown Prince.

This is a good thing!"

As he spoke, Joe Ga turned to look at Monica's nearly perfect profile and said, "Have you rembered those journalists from today? They will be part of your work in the future."

Monica was stunned for a mont, then nodded excitedly, "I understand! I may not be able to do it like you, but I can maintain a good relationship with them!"

Joe Ga glanced at Monica's relatively conservative dress and smiled and nodded, "I believe you can. Your current look is good. In the past, your beauty and sex appeal often overshadowed your capabilities.

That was a bit unfair; you are actually a very smart woman!"

Monica subconsciously touched her chin, showing a sexy look, then, under Joe Ga's half-smiling gaze, she sheepishly reined it back and said, "Sexiness is also a weapon because n always have more patience for beautiful won."

"But this patience is limited, usually only once or twice.

You must rember that you are now representing the image of P·B, and being crafty won't an much with the people you may deal with in the future.

You are beautiful, but to many, you're not irreplaceable."

Seeing Monica's smile freeze on her face, Joe Ga gestured and said, "If I were just your boss, I shouldn't say this, but you're 'Kitten's sister.

I hope that even if one day you leave P·B, you can find your own goals and career, not beco a trouble-making sex symbol."

Monica, looking at Joe Ga's earnest expression, fell silent for a long ti before saying, "Are you willing to let go? To give freedom?"

Joe Ga replied indifferently, "Of course, why not?

Consider yourself as a partner—if one day you decide to leave, then I hope you train a few successors for to choose from. You can tell about your plans, and maybe I can beco an investor."

Monica shook her head and said, "That's not what I ant. What I ant was, you don't really care about at all, do you?"

Joe Ga paused for a mont, then nodded honestly, "To be precise, I don't care about your abilities; it's your other traits that have left an impression on .

"Because aside from proving to that you're pretty and have a way with n, you haven't proved anything else."

"Of course, I'm willing to believe you're capable of doing what I ask of you, but all that takes ti."

"I can tolerate Wagner planning his future law firm while working for and then transition the relationship into a collaboration."

"The sa goes for you, because none of you are irreplaceable!"

Upon hearing this, Monica, a bit curious, said, "What if one day I beco irreplaceable?"

Joe Ga naturally replied, "Then I will do everything in my power to keep you!

"But at that ti, Monica will no longer be mistress Monica.

"When you possess a unique trait, you won't need to spend all day figuring out how to please n."

"Everyone at P·B is a lion, and lionesses should be even better at hunting!!"

Looking at Joe Ga's slightly rugged profile, Monica couldn't help but hug his neck tightly and kiss him, then she wrapped her arms around his arm and rested her head on his shoulder, whispering, "No one has ever thought I could survive on my own, but I know I can.

"It's just that n are so stupid, they've made forget so things…

"I, too, can be a lioness that hunts on her own!

"I will beco the irreplaceable one…"

Joe Ga looked sideways at the clingy Monica and said, "If your hand wasn't moving up my thigh, I might actually believe you."

Monica sat up a bit disappointed, raised her hand to fix her hair, and then said with a smile, "We'll see, I'm sure I can do it, 'Kitten' doesn't mind anyway, and I think with your personality, I might land a catch faster than my sister."

Joe Ga shook his head with a chuckle and replied, "I'm not a Saint, why do you always want to take a bite out of ?"

Monica glanced at Joe Ga and said, "Maybe because you're the first man who makes feel secure!"

Joe Ga looked at Monica's rare serious expression and said with a smile, "That's my honor!"

Monica, exasperated by how Joe Ga didn't ask her 'why,' sighed in frustration, feeling her boss was too difficult to handle.

Just as she tried to steer the conversation elsewhere, sothing bright caught her eye.

Under a series of bright street lamps set up temporarily, stood a row of young boys dressed in server uniforms.

When the Swedish embassy's driver stopped the car at the entrance to a huge estate, a server ca forward to open the car door for Joe Ga.

Joe Ga got out first, slipped a hundred-dollar bill into the server's hand, then smiling, he lent a hand to help Monica out of the car.

Pulling out an opulent invitation encased in gold leaf and adorned with a gold emblem from his pocket...

The young server with a sincere smile on his face deftly scanned the invitation with a special smartphone, and, after the phone beeped in response, he bowed slightly and invited them, "Welco, please follow !"

Joe Ga took Monica's hand and followed the server through two security gates, feeling a rush of brightness as they entered through the grand door.

Literally a rush of brightness, as nurous large lamps, interconnected by a network of cables, lit up the spacious lawn without leaving a single dark corner.

There were several buffet stations on the lawn, and a few Arab-dressed n were making specialty roasted whole lambs.

Dozens of peacocks with magnificent tail feathers strolled around the lawn, attracting excited gasps every ti they unfurled their plus.

And most absurd were the cals, elephants, and white tigers on the lawn...

A group of Arab servers was carefully attending to the visibly restless beasts.

Joe Ga thought of himself as worldly, but even he was a bit stunned by Prince Nayif's extravaganza.

The Royal Family bringing an entourage on trips was understandable, but flying over pets seed a bit over the top.

Seemingly perceiving Joe Ga's confusion, the young server leading the way chuckled and explained, "Prince Nayif didn't just bring his pets; even the furniture inside the mansion was brought from Saudi Arabia.

"In order to temporarily reside in this estate, he had people co in advance and spent nearly 5 million US dollars redecorating the interior.

"Now, most of the rooms inside are completely different."

After speaking, the young server paused at the bottom of the mansion's steps, bowed respectfully, and said, "All the important guests are inside, but if you get bored, you can also co out for so fresh air."

Looking at the beautiful Monica, he smiled and said, "However, you might not be interested in the lawn, as your companion is stunning..."

Hearing this, Joe Ga turned to look and realized the lawn was filled with young n and won and then understood this was a place for those inside to find entertainnt and relief.

Joe Ga winked at the server and then caught a glimpse of many people inside the hall, glanced at the ti, and curiously said, "Am I late?"

The server shook his head and replied, "No, you've arrived just in ti, perhaps the other guests were a bit eager."

Seeing the server's humor, Joe Ga smiled and nodded, then glanced at Monica beside him and said with a smile, "Let's go up and see if Harlotte is there, solve your problem once and for all, then attend to other matters."