Actually, back when he was discussing money laundering with Ferrari, Song Heping had already ford his own ideas.
The drug trade brings in quick money, but the most difficult part is not earning money but laundering it.
Although Ferrari could launder money through offshore accounts, these funds would inevitably be monitored by the CIA. If the day cos when they turn against him, many of the capital flows might not truly be concealed in front of Barrett, the mole.
How to ensure that these funds won't be treated as criminal, won't be frozen or seized?
Of course, let them end up where they should.
That is, in the pockets of the US Army generals.
Stir up the waters first in any situation.
This is one of Song Heping's magic tricks in handling crises.
Like an octopus in the sea, the first thing it does when it encounters danger is to release ink to muddy the water.
Get all the military personnel involved with him into the mix, put all that money laundered from xico into the generals' wallets, and gift it to their sons and daughters.
By doing so, the waters are muddied.
If the CIA really pursues it later, wanting to freeze his funds, what they'll first trace won't be him, but those military generals.
In Old Arica, the military has always claid to belong to the nation, not subservient to any politician, even the president.
And the CIA is appointed by the president, calling them the president's troops isn't an exaggeration. To limit these intelligence agencies, there's even legislation restricting the CIA's operations on Arican soil, for this very reason.
Thus, while both appear to operate within the sa national system, they, in fact, are two different lines.
The military's relationship with the defense industry complex is much closer than its relationship with the president.
Once the CIA traces it to the military, there will definitely be a good show.
"Musician" Defense has already developed to a certain scale, quite resembling an international defense company; now, Song Heping considers not only tactical issues but also thinks about the company's developnt from a higher level.
Regarding this matter, he had already ford a notion in his mind when entering xico, and after pondering over it for more than two months, he established a clear line of thought.
rely having the military's protection is not enough.
Song Heping's plan is to drag more people down with him.
His relationship with Angel sowhat broadened his perspective.
He suddenly realized, in capitalist-dominated Arica, money can really do a lot of things, and what he needed to do was to infiltrate, to enter that circle.
To infiltrate that circle, making contact with political figures is clearly a good approach.
Now, holding several hundred million US dollars, this amount isn't much compared to capital magnates, but it's at least enough to make so moves.
With the situation in xico having stabilized, he must head to the United States, begin building his network like a diligent spider.
Since his money is dirty, then let more people join him in being dirty.
There are many ways to prevent being frad, and pulling people down with him is one of them.
He called Angel to tell her he would be in the United States for a week, mainly to review the operations of the website and TV station businesses hosted by [He], as he was the financial backer, and also to find opportunities to et so political figures.
Song Heping's actions always align with the military style, and two days later, while his xican brothers were still holidaying, Song had already flown to Washington.
"What have you been busy with in xico?"
Just as he sat in Angel's Maybach, she raised the partition between the driver's seat and her.
This gadget is designed for secrecy, and its soundproofing is quite good.
Because Song's recent activities in xico involved cooperating with the CIA, and he seldom showed himself in public, along with the CIA using his network to cover up the facts, let alone no one knowing, even if soone knew a Chinese was involved in the gang internal feuds, no one would dare report it.
Reporters who dare to report, not to ntion the CIA might silence them, Song needs only to give the order, and the five families would send hitn to carry out physical transcendence.
Thus, even Angel did not know what Song was busy with.
"I've been busy with so arms dealing."
"Arms dealing?"
Angel suddenly turned as seductive as a cat, her voice beca lingering, and she wrapped around him like vines.
"Selling guns... or cannons?"
Before she finished speaking, her hand had already reached towards Song's armory, grabbing hold of that large caliber weapon.
This big white girl's perfu is definitely selectively chosen, even though Song Heping isn't familiar with perfus, the scent really piqued his interest.
"Let's talk more at the hotel, here..."
"What's with here? It's more thrilling..."
Angel seed not to care about having soulful exchanges in the car.
"There's still an hour and a half, should be enough, right?"
"Humph!"
Song Heping grabbed Angel's hair and gave her a passionate kiss.
Then he said aningfully: "You underestimate . It takes an hour just to warm up."
"Have you been learning to brag from those curvy girls in xico..."
"Shouldn't you be asking if I've learned the techniques?"
The atmosphere in the back seat beca ambiguous, thick with carnal desire seeping into every corner as Angel, dressed in a white dress, mounted like a Western cowgirl.
Song Heping saw two great peaks pressing towards him, instantly drowning him in the valley filled with captivating scenery...
The driver in the front seat felt the car tremble slightly, raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but respond politely.
An hour later, the two in the back seat separated, both gasping for breath.
After straightening up their clothes, Angel suddenly pointed to the streetscape outside and said, "This place is called K Street, a must-visit if you want to play political gas in the United States. Many famous lobbying firms have offices here."
Song Heping looked out through the car window.
K Street didn't resemble New York with its towering skyscrapers.
The buildings here could only be described as "ordinary" and "common".
The neatly organized street was flanked by boxy, uniformly structured buildings ranging from four to about a dozen stories tall.
Compared to the bustle of New York, this place seed sowhat staid, brimming with an official air.
But this street was the marketplace for power and political deals in Arica.
In the stock market, you auction stocks; here, power is what's traded.
Whether it's Congress, the governnt, or even the power within the White House, it can all be monetized here.
This unostentatious street that runs from west to east across northern Washington houses a concentration of think tanks, lobbying groups, PR firms, and civil organizations, exerting a trendous influence on Arican political life.
Due to K Street lobbying group's enormous influence, Aricans jokingly refer to it as "the fourth center of power" beyond the executive, legislative, and judicial branches.
"Have heard that you can use political cash here to help soone beco a congressman?"
Song Heping asked with interest.
Angel said, "Of course, one of the services of lobbying firms is to assist politicians with their campaigns. They have a well-established system, from setting up funds to disbursing political cash, and then helping patrons gain benefits after the official gains office; it's a full-service offering."
"The essence of capitalism indeed, truly free," Song Heping teased, "Nothing that can't be priced."
He paused then added, "I'm actually thinking of investing in a congressman to help secure more military orders; the US military is quite generous with paynts."
Angel said, "You can't directly get involved in the ga; there are rules here."
"Oh?" Song Heping curiously asked, "Why can't I participate?"
Angel said, "You're a foreigner, understand? Especially being a Chinese, you should steer clear altogether."
"What a pity…"
Song Heping expressed his disappointnt.
"I thought with money one could do anything here."
Angel said, "I only ant you can't participate directly, didn't say you couldn't participate at all."
Song Heping looked at his Arican lover with furrowed brows, unable to help but ask, "What do you an?"
Angel said, "It's complicated to explain in a short ti, just stick with these few days. I'll take you to so gatherings, then gradually, you'll understand. If you previously faced battlefields, then here it's a rivalry as much for fa as it is for power, entering the circle and being part of the ga has its costs if you lose."
Song Heping paused for a mont, then said, "You an, I can participate?"
Angel nodded, smiling charmingly: "Certainly, over the next few days I will arrange for you to et so lawmakers from the Military Committee and politicians who advocate expanding counterterrorism efforts abroad. If you are eloquent enough, you might really secure so contracts."
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