Chapter 786: Chapter 344: Whose Work Isn’t Work for Cattle and Horses? _2
“Vice captain?”
Allen Zhang asked in surprise: “Commander?”
He waved his hand and imdiately promoted him, “From now on, you’ll be in charge of managing over a hundred people on the island for .”
Upon hearing this, the vice captain was quite stunned because the surprise ca so unexpectedly, like a gift package from heaven that almost knocked him out.
He was even more excited; if it weren’t for the crowd here, he would almost want to worship him as his godfather.
“Thank you, Mr. Jin, for trusting ! I will definitely do a good job!” the vice captain imdiately promised solemnly.
Then, in his heart, he bid his forr boss, Golzan, good riddance! If you hadn’t died, how could I have gotten promoted?
“How much was your previous salary?” Allen Zhang asked.
“Mr. Jin, the hourly wage for ordinary guerrilla mbers was 80,000 Colombian Pesos, which is 18 US Dollars, while the vice captain’s hourly wage was 100,000 Pesos; I’m not too clear about the salaries above team captain. But in reality, they weren’t that high because salaries are often unpaid on ti, paid once a week, and so people would die in the war before they even received their salaries,” the vice captain respectfully explained.
Allen Zhang was sowhat surprised, “Such low salaries and people are still willing to work with them? Your guerrilla team really is poor. If I offered my employees 18 dollars hourly wage and irregularly delayed their pay, they definitely wouldn’t be willing to put their lives on the line for .”
“Mr. Jin, this is Colombia, not the United States.”
The vice captain also felt helpless, “The least valuable thing here is human life. Sotis, just for one thousand dollars, people are willing to risk everything. Many people’s monthly salary is only 300-500 dollars.”
Allen Zhang fell into thought, realizing he had neglected the chaotic national conditions; in individual regions in Africa, a flat fee of one thousand dollars could also employ gunn to fight for him. Those people Black also ant business!
Although they can’t even afford shoes, their skills are of high quality.
Not a bit of theoretical knowledge, all real combat shooting, because over there, those without skills have long died, leaving behind veterans skilled in faith shooting and jungle ambushes.
“I can offer you slightly lower than my security team’s salary, regular employees at 30 dollars an hour, with subsidies, overti pay, and weekly holidays. During battles, if injured or in accidental death, the company will also consider compensating tens of thousands to one hundred thousand dollars,” Allen Zhang said, “But you have to also take charge of excavation and mining work, not just maintaining the security of the island; otherwise, I wouldn’t need so many people.”
This treatnt on the West Coast was already considered very ordinary, definitely the behavior of a ruthless boss, after all, employees both fight wars and are hard laborers, even the production team’s donkeys wouldn’t be used like this!
But the vice captain looked grateful, tears streaming down his face, “Boss! You are truly wonderful.”
“Call Commander,” the General Sect Leader said.
“Commander!!” the vice captain imdiately corrected himself.
Allen Zhang then turned to the old man Gucci and asked, “What do you think? Do you want to work here or go back to Colombia?”
“Mr. Jin, being an informant for the Colombian Governnt Army, Golzan’s death is closely related to . If this information gets out, I’m likely to face intensive retaliation from the guerrilla. Though I am reluctant to face such situations, I also do not wish to abandon my family. I can only hope for the Colombian Governnt Army’s protection. My greatest wish is to see my son shed the label of a criminal’s offspring and beco a respected, knowledgeable, and religious person, an officer, instead of being berated as a bumpkin from the countryside,” Gucci said with a wry smile, revealing his inner thoughts.
“I will speak with Senator Dachi, arranging the best school for your son to receive the best education, and I will also allocate so tuition for him to finish college. But are you sure you want your son to join the army?” Allen Zhang asked curiously.
In a place like Colombia, where so areas are constantly at war, the mortality rate of the Governnt Army is probably several tis that of other professions. Although there are avenues for advancent, the moral quality of many in the Governnt Army might not be better than the guerrillas or drug lords, with ager salaries and inco almost entirely dependent on bribes from drug lords and gangs.
No parents would willingly send their children into such peril.
“In Colombia, poor people only have hopes for a bright future by studying aggressively, entering politics, or joining the military; otherwise, they would either remain farrs for life, join guerrillas, gangs, beco drug dealers, or smugglers. But I’ve grown sugarcane all my life and have fought hard cultivating crops all my life; I really don’t want my son to beco another ,” Gucci said openly.
“Alright, I respect your decision, and I believe you will be a good father.”
Allen Zhang nodded, then directed Bailey to bring his briefcase over, unzipped it, and took out fifty thousand dollars from a pile of green paper currency, handing it to Gucci.
“Take this, it’s yours now! As a qualified father, I am willing to support you and offer so help,” Allen Zhang said appreciatively.
“Mr. Jin, that’s too much…” Gucci took the money, overwheld by the unexpected generosity, unsure what to do.
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