Actually, before Song Heping knocked on the door, Barrett was having a secret conversation with Kelly.
And the core of the conversation was Song Heping.
As for the jailbreak of the five families and Balrot assisted by Song Heping, Kelly had already learned about it through Barrett.
The reason for not acting was because there was value in what Song Heping had done.
To control the xican drug market in the fastest ti, one could only do as Song Heping did.
Assisting the drug lords to break out, then to grasp and force them to bow their heads, achieving control.
At first, Kelly had not understood by what ans Song Heping could control these uncontrollable drug lords.
But today, after Barrett reported the situation of last night, Kelly finally saw the light.
This was to directly support one Cartel and then let them take down the other drug lords to surrender!
What a vicious move!
Absolutely brilliant!
"So vicious!" Kelly exclaid on the phone. After that she suddenly had new doubts: "So you're saying that he wants to support the Sinoloa Group to suppress the others and force them to submit?"
Barrett said: "It seems so, but I have a question. Even if Sinoloa is the strongest among all the Cartels, they are not strong enough to make the other four submit, and the other four are not fools. They would unite to fight against Shorty, and in that case, I'm afraid Shorty himself could not bear it."
Kelly couldn't help but fall silent.
She suddenly felt annoyed.
She actually couldn't figure out what this Song was trying to do.
"I will ask him directly about this matter."
In the end, she could only make the simplest but least technical choice.
After all, Song Heping was still openly a CIA partner; it was entirely proper for her to ask.
The cooperation agreent between the parties was to control the South Arican drug smuggling and sales network, forcing the five families to bow their heads again.
She felt more and more that Song Heping was not easy to control. According to the agreent, after achieving the goal, Song Heping would continue to act as the CIA's black-gloved man to control the xican drug market.
But from the current situation, once the goal is achieved, she should take the opportunity to eliminate him.
She even chose the plan: to directly announce him as a drug lord, then suppress with full force.
Previous agreents such as immunity would be just scrap paper; those were always fake, not fearing any backlash from Song Heping.
"Keep an eye on all his actions, collect evidence, it will be useful in the future."
"Okay..."
Before she could finish, there was a knock at the door.
"Soone's here."
Barrett hurriedly hung up the phone, stuffed it into his pocket, then went to open the door.
"Who is it!?"
"It's , Song Heping."
Barrett quickly steadied his mind and walked to the door to open it.
At the door, standing at the entrance was indeed Song Heping.
"There's sothing I need to talk to you about."
Song Heping strode into the room and sat down in a chair, pointing at the door.
"Close it, it's just the two of us talking."
"Okay."
Barrett hurriedly closed the door, secretly speculating in his mind.
He guessed it was about the next operation; as an expert on xico, he was needed for his help.
Barrett was confident about collecting evidence on Song Heping's cris.
So far, he hadn't noticed any suspicions from Song Heping about his identity.
After all, he had disguised it very well.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to join his company so smoothly.
"Boss, what's the matter?"
Barrett's way of addressing Song Heping had changed.
From "Song" to "Boss".
Song Heping said: "It's like this, now you are a person from my company, and as soone familiar with xico, having been undercover here for many years, no one knows the operation and sales channels of the drug market here better than you. After I subdue the five families, I'm planning to hand over Balrot's sales and smuggling network to you, for you to control at least 40-50% of xico's drug sales volu. In this way, we'll have accounted to CIA, and we can also earn no less than a billion dollars a year. What do you think about this?"
"To let control?"
Barrett was caught off guard.
He did not expect Song Heping to hand over such an important position to him.
"What's wrong? Not happy?" Song Heping said: "Don't worry, you won't work for nothing. Our company always rewards based on rit. Your personal inco will reach 50 million dollars a year, how about that?"
50 million dollars, that's definitely not a small inco.
One could say that even working for a year would be enough for a lifeti of spending.
Barrett silently swallowed his saliva.
He started to wrestle with his inner thoughts.
Reason told him this was entirely different from Kelly's original plan and thoughts.
Kelly and the higher-ups at the Central Intelligence Agency wanted Song Heping to personally manage this business deal, of course, not because they trusted Song Heping, but out of necessity.
Like breaking new ground, you always need a strong ox to do the work.
But once the field is plowed, if this ox becos disobedient, hard to control, or too difficult to keep, then you replace it with a docile and easy-to-maintain one.
At present, the chaotic situation in xico is best handled by Song Heping, but after all is said and done, he must go.
Firstly, the bloke is of Chinese descent; secondly, he is too competent, which makes it easy for him to beco uncontrollable; thirdly, his background is extrely complex, having deep dealings with countries like Venezuela, so he definitely can't be deeply trusted.
When she killed the CIA agent monitoring him, she didn't show the slightest rcy, which shows he doesn't really care about the CIA.
"Boss, I'm just a newbie in the company..."
He tried to refuse, but Song Heping imdiately interrupted him.
"In our company, we don't care about seniority, only ability. I don't think there's anyone in the entire company more suitable for this position than you. Think about it, Balrot's sales and smuggling network is the largest and most extensive among all the Cartel Groups in xico, though his supply isn't the largest. But his sales and smuggling operations are the best. Now that he's dead, you taking over as the new leader of the Balrot Organization is akin to controlling the tap of the water flow. You're also quite familiar with the situation of the five major drug trafficking groups, and you will deal with them in the future. You have more qualifications than anyone in the company. Do you expect White Bear to take over, or Hunter? You've t all the people in my company, who is more suitable than you?"
Although he had long coveted the 50 million dollar remuneration, Barrett knew very well that this was like sitting on the crater of a volcano, where one wrong move could lead to becoming roasted.
"Boss, you're more suitable for this than I am!"
He wasn't dumb, and in a flash of inspiration, he imdiately threw a high hat for Song Heping to wear.
"These days, I've been truly impressed by your handling and prediction of the situation, and when it cos to strategy, no one can match you, not even myself. So, you are the most suitable for this position, and I will assist you as your deputy."
Song Heping watched Barrett flatter him, almost laughing out loud.
He used to have so doubts, but now there's no need to doubt anymore, Barrett definitely has issues, and is certainly involved with the CIA.
Otherwise, who wouldn't be tempted by 50 million dollars?
"?" Song Heping pretended to be very pleased and flattered, first giving a self-admiring smile, and then said: "I would like to, but I don't have the ti. I have many businesses, and of course, there are confidentiality agreent issues that I can't discuss with you. But you only need to know, I am a person who needs to fly everywhere, I really don't have the ti to stay here in xico, so it's not that I don't want to do it, I just don't have the ti, understand?"
Barrett was about to refuse again, but Song Heping stood up.
"Enough, stop hedging, if I say you're capable, you can't say you're not, and if I say you're not capable, you still can't do it! Barrett, why do I feel sothing strange about you? Normally, no one would refuse a job with an annual salary of 50 million dollars, yet here you are stalling. Unless you have so unspeakable difficulties?"
"No, no!"
Barrett quickly denied.
"It's just that I've gone undercover here before. If my identity is exposed, I'm dead without a place to be buried."
"You're talking about the past, now is now, what are you bringing up the past for? This ti you ca back to xico with , saw so many drug dealers, did you see anyone who could recognize you? You've had plastic surgery, what are you still afraid of? Unless you admit it yourself, who would know you are Barrett of the past?" Song Heping argued confidently. "Worrying about this is less reasonable than worrying about getting hit by a car while walking on the street."
Barrett was left dumbfounded by the retort: "But..."
Song Heping said: "But nothing! That's settled then, you're the head of this project, and once I've sorted everything out, subduing these major groups, you'll take over Balrot's forr position and manage the smuggling and sales channels."
Barrett was stunned.
He wanted to refuse but dared not speak.
Any more objections and it would truly give him away.
"Alright... but... even if Shorty's family is willing to listen to us now, the other four families are not easy to handle."
"Don't worry!" Song Heping said: "In two months, I'll have them co begging to !"
Having said that, he took confident strides towards the door, opened it, then looked back at Barrett with his face frozen stiff, and said: "Work hard! I won't let you down!"
Bang—
The door closed, and Barrett stood there dumbstruck.
What the heck...
Did he really just get the position of boss of a smuggling group?
What in the world?
It was completely off-script from what he had originally envisioned!
He suddenly realized an even more terrifying reality—if he took over Balrot's position, all the drug trades controlled by Song Heping in the future would go through his hands, wouldn't that an he would have freed himself?
Then what's the point of gathering evidence of him dealing drugs?
That would all be his own doing, right?!
How would he even deal with him in the future?
Could he only rely on assassinating him?
But without absolute and accurate charges and evidence, how could he kill a military contractor of this magnitude?
How would he explain it to the military?
It seems the situation is becoming more complicated.
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