Working as a police officer in Mexico Chapter 1109 - 553: Protection Umbrella for Criminal Forces—

How does that saying go: doesn't matter who you're a son to?

In the course of history, nations or civilizations without their own culture and heritage don't really care who they belong to.

When they declared independence back then, it was rely a wave of new ideas.

On the contrary, Guatemala expressed dissatisfaction to so extent.

They've eyed Belize for a long ti; if it weren't for the British holding on, this small place would have been swallowed long ago.

But even if you're unhappy, what can you do?

After all, strength and interests are what truly matter in international affairs.

"Sir, Mr. Casare is here," the bodyguard said standing next to him.

"Let him co in, when did he beco so polite?"

Victor said with a smile.

In no ti, Casare ca over, shaking his belly, this guy looked to be at least 250 pounds at a glance.

"You need to lose so weight," Victor said, patting his belly, "Start running with every morning from now on."

"Alright! Heh, just don't mind running slow, boss,"

Casare laughed so much his eyes beca invisible; he handed over a docunt, "Boss, there's a national talent award ceremony eting this afternoon, and here's the seating chart for the banquet. Here's the list."

"What's this for —" Victor said reflexively, but stopped abruptly, after looking up at the other.

Fat Casare didn't continue speaking, but that little look said it all.

Victor took it and glanced at it, his eyebrows raised slightly.

He noticed that one na was specially written very large.

Tita Vanties!

Born September 28, 1972, in Rochester, Michigan, United States.

Later, in 1991, she followed her parents into xico and worked at the International Cody Ballet in xico City.

The information was written clearly.

"Talents aren't just xicans; many from the United States have also contributed to our entertainnt, sports, and various fields." Casare was already prepared with excuses on the side.

What's called capability?

This is called a confidant!

Victor handed the docunt back, "No problem, well arranged."

"What ti in the afternoon?" Мy Virtuаl Librаry Еmpirе (

"Three o'clock."

Victor nodded and bent over to continue trimming the greenery.

"Belize needs soone who can hold the fort; who would be best to go?"

Casare's expression beca serious, "The boss decides; I'm not well-versed in this personnel area. Whoever you send will have the capability."

Victor gave him a look, "You are too slick; I'm asking you because I hope you'll recomnd soone to . Our relationship doesn't need false pretenses."

Casare chuckled warmly.

You can only take half of what leadership says seriously, no matter how good the relationship, don't take the other half seriously.

This is called the law of survival.

With colleagues too, don't foolishly spill everything, learn to play dumb.

After Victor repeatedly urged him.

Casare made a thoughtful face, suddenly recalling sothing.

Back then, when Tijuana discovered the intelligence facilitator, the initial plan was to reward Victor's cousin and Herman Goering who was responsible for Tijuana's intelligence work.

But when the rewards were proposed, the boss personally cancelled Herman Goering's na.

Just said to wait a bit longer.

Could it be he wants to elevate him to Governor of Belize?!

A step to the heavens?!

Casare hesitated and then gently said, "Herman Goering?"

Victor turned his head, looked at him, and after a while, laughed heartily.

"I knew we were on the sa wavelength, right? Yes, it's him. What do you think?"

"If the boss says yes, then yes!"

Another one-size-fits-all answer.

"I've reviewed his dossier, very fine. So you should give him a call, let him co over to the National Palace."

"With Herman Goering in Belize, the locals will surely be obedient!"

When Casare exited the garden, he couldn't resist wiping his forehead.

He took a deep breath.

Guessing the boss's intentions is becoming harder and harder.

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