"After buying these equipment, you found that laying these equipment requires a lot of manpower, and your staff is seriously insufficient. So you can recruit some temporary workers and ask them to help you lay these equipment."

“Since most terrorist attacks occur in the Lower Town, it is best to recruit and arrange them on-site in the Lower Town District.

"There are frequent terrorist attacks in this area, and the operating environment is too dangerous. Each person is given a compensation of 50,000 yuan per day for dangerous operating environments. The first phase of the project will recruit 20,000 people first."

Gordon had nothing to say.

"Wait." Gordon remembered another thing, and he said, "How did you get the goods? Could it be that you had circulated the Passa Military Industry home, right?"

"We didn't copy it." Schiller shrugged.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gordon's phone rang. After he answered it, he only heard the roaring from the other side:

"James Gordon, you took the wrong medicine and dared to surround my warehouse??!!"

Just as Gordon was about to say something, Schiller coughed and said, "He paid 10% of the manpower."

"Just 10%?" Gordon whispered under his cell phone.

"Think about it." Schiller didn't raise his eyelids.

Gordon thought about it carefully and said that 20,000 people were compensated for 50,000 US dollars, one, ten, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand... It was a fucking billion a day!

"At most, half a cent is given to you, Gavin. Mostly there is no child. You damn old hyena!"
Chapter completed!