Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 573 K Street

In fact, Song Heping had already had his own ideas long before.

Although Ferrari can launder money through offshore accounts, the money will sooner or later be monitored by the CIA. If the day comes when the CIA is targeting him, perhaps many of the capital flows cannot be truly hidden from the insider Barrett.

How can we ensure that this money will not be used as a basis for a crime, frozen or seized?
Of course, just let them go where they should go.

That's in the generals' pockets.

Muddy the waters first when something happens.

This is one of Song Heping's magic weapons for handling crises.

Just like an octopus in the sea, when it encounters danger, it will first release smoke to muddy the surrounding water and then take the opportunity to escape.

Involve all military personnel related to him and put part of the money laundered from Mexico into the pockets of the military leaders.

In this way, the water is completely muddy.

If Kelly really wants to investigate and freeze her money in the future, the first people they will investigate will not be her, but those military leaders.

In the American system, the military claims to be neutral, while the CIA is appointed by the president, so it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the president's personal guard.

This is why, in order to restrict these intelligence agencies, laws have even been passed to limit CIA operations within the United States.

Therefore, although the two sides seem to be operating within the same system, they are actually two different lines.

Peter and his team have much closer ties to the military-industrial complex than to the masters of the White House.

Once the CIA tracks down the military, there will definitely be something interesting to watch.

"Musician" Defense has developed to a certain scale and has become somewhat of an international defense company. Now Song Heping is not only considering technical and tactical issues, but also considering the development of the company from a higher level.

I had already formed a concept about this matter when I entered Mexico. It took me more than two months to think it through and determine the outline.

Military protection alone is not enough.

What Song Heping needs to do is to drag more people into the water.

The relationship with Angel actually broadened Song Heping's horizons to a certain extent.

He suddenly realized that in the United States, where capital is king, money can really do a lot of things, and all he had to do was to infiltrate and enter that circle.

To infiltrate that circle, contacting political leaders is obviously a good way.

Now he has hundreds of millions of dollars in his hands. This money is certainly not much compared to the capital giants, but at least he can do something.

The situation in Mexico has stabilized at this time, and I have to go to the United States and start building my own network of contacts like a hardworking spider.

Since your money is dirty, let more people be dirty with you.

There are many ways to avoid being framed, and dragging others into the water is one of them.

He called Angel and told her that he would be going to the United States for a week, mainly to check on the business of the website and TV station hosted by Fair, after all, he was the financial backer behind it, and also to find an opportunity to see if he could get in touch with some political figures.

Song Heping's actions are always in line with military style. Two days later, when his brothers in Mexico were still on vacation, Song Heping had already flown to Washington.

"What have you been up to in Mexico lately?"

As soon as he got into Angel's Maybach, the other party raised the partition between him and the driver's seat.

This thing is designed for privacy and has good sound insulation.

Because Song Heping's recent work in Mexico was all in cooperation with the CIA, he rarely shows up in public, and the CIA uses its own network of relationships to cover up the facts. Not to mention that no one knows, even if someone knows that a Chinese person is behind the entire gang infighting, no one dares to report it.

Reporters who dare to report this will not say that the CIA will silence them. As long as Song Heping gives the order, the five major families will send assassins to perform physical salvation.

Therefore, even Angel didn't know what Song Heping was busy with.

"Some arms business over there."

"Arms business?"

Angel suddenly became as sexy as a cat, his voice became lingering, and he wrapped around her like a vine.

"Selling guns... or selling cannons?"

Before he finished speaking, his hand had already reached out to Song Heping.

The perfume on this big white girl must have been picked out. Although Song Heping is not familiar with perfume, the smell is very interesting to him.

"Let's talk about it when we get to the hotel. Here..."

"What's going on here? It's even more exciting..."

Angel didn't seem to mind the soul communication in the car. "Another hour and a half, that should be enough, right?"

"Humph!"

Song Heping grabbed Angel's hair and pecked her hard on the face.

Then he said meaningfully: "You underestimate me, don't you? One hour? That's just a warm-up."

Angel chuckled: "Did you learn to brag from those hot-butt chicks in South America..."

"Shouldn't you ask me if I've learned any techniques?"

The air in the back seat grew warmer, and the temperature inside the car seemed to rise with it.

Song Heping felt a little hot and took off his coat.

Angel was wearing a white dress and mounted her horse like a western knight.

The driver in the front seat felt the car shake slightly, raised his eyebrows, and put on his earplugs as if understanding what was going on.

……

An hour later, the two men in the back seat finally ended their fight.

After tidying up his clothes, Angel suddenly pointed to the street outside and said, "This is called K Street. If you want to play the political game in the United States, this is a must. Many famous lobbying companies have offices here."

Song Heping looked out through the car window.

K Street doesn't have many towering skyscrapers like in New York.

The buildings here can only be described as "ordinary" and "normal".

On both sides of the neat streets stand some ordinary square buildings, some four or five stories high and some more than ten stories high.

Compared with the prosperity of New York, this place even seems a bit old-fashioned, with an official atmosphere everywhere.

However, this street is a place where power and politics are traded in the United States.

Stocks can be auctioned in the stock market, and what is bought and sold here is power.

Whether it is Congress, the government, or even the power in the White House, it can be monetized here.

This not-so-bustling street runs from west to east across the northern part of Washington, D.C., and is home to a large number of think tanks, lobbying groups, public relations companies and non-governmental organizations, exerting a huge influence on American political life.

Because the K Street lobbying group is so powerful, it is jokingly called the "fourth center of power" by Americans in addition to the executive, legislative and judicial branches.

"I heard that here you can use political cash to help others become members of parliament?"

Song Heping asked with interest.

Angel said, "Of course. One of the businesses of lobbying firms is to help politicians campaign. They have a mature mechanism, from setting up funds to distributing political cash, and then helping the donors obtain benefits after the officials take office. It's a one-stop service."

"The essence of capitalism is freedom," Song Heping quipped, "Nothing is unpriceable."

After a pause, he continued, "I really want to invest in a congressman now and ask him to help me get more military orders. The US military pays very quickly."

Angel said, "You can't just join the game. There are rules here."

"Oh?" Song Ping asked curiously, "Why can't I participate?"

Angel said, "You are a foreigner, understand? Especially since you are Chinese, you can't get involved with it."

"What a pity..."

Song Heping was a little disappointed.

"I thought I could do whatever I wanted here with money."

Angel said: "I just said you can't participate directly, I didn't say you can't participate."

Song Heping frowned as he looked at his American lover in front of him and couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean?"

Angel said, "It's hard to explain right away. Just stay with me for a few days. I'll take you to some parties, and slowly, you'll understand. If you were facing a battlefield before, then this is the world of fame and fortune, and also the gladiatorial arena. Once you enter the circle and participate in the game, you'll pay the price if you lose."

Song Heping was stunned for a moment before he said, "You mean, I can participate?"

Angel nodded and smiled. "Of course. In the next few days, I'll arrange for you to meet some members of the Military Committee and some politicians who advocate for the expansion of overseas anti-terrorist operations. If you're good at speaking, maybe you can actually get some business."

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