Gao Jun understands a truth well.

You have to be low-key in life and high-key in doing things!

It is better to know more rich people than short mules.

Gao Jun asked Taylor more about Harold's identity. He just wanted to use this birthday party to advertise for himself.

Give me rice - 17? It’s too expensive, I can’t bear it.

The СГМТ-type 7.62mm parallel machine gun installed on the right side of the gun on the T55 medium tank has been removed, leaving only a smoothbore cannon.

Gao Jun is really stingy to the extreme.

The suppressed guests suddenly started making noises, whispering to each other, pointing, mainly because they seemed to have never heard of the gift of a tank for their birthday.

"Yuri..." General Harold looked at him, his eyes a little excited.

Although he has a lot of power in the military, the weapons belong to the country, and this car is his own. It is very dignified to put it at the door.

"Mr. Harold, this is a gift from me. I hope you like it." Gao Jun did not feel complacent on his face. Instead, he carefully guaranteed, "We will be responsible for this Friendship Tank for life and provide free maintenance.

…”

Until your downfall.

"Thank you, my friend." Harold gave him a big hug.

"Everything is for friends!"

With a rosy complexion, Harold climbed onto the tank surrounded by everyone, but it was a bit difficult for his big belly. He only succeeded with the help of others. He stood on top and posed for the servants who were taking pictures.

"Congratulations, Yuri, you are famous!" Taylor came over and said in a complicated tone, "This tank is worth at least 160,000 US dollars!"

Gao Jun still had a faint smile on his face and applauded Harold gently, "I have never been stingy with my friends, especially useful friends."

"I plan to set up a stall at the port. Some of the goods are too many and too miscellaneous. It would be better to sell them here," Gao Jun said.

Taylor looked around with a feeling, and some guests looked over with eyes that wanted to swallow Gao Jun.

"Have you already thought about using General Harold for advertising?"

Gao Jun smiled and did not answer directly.

"What do you think, buy an AK47 and get 100 rounds of 5.45x39mm rifle ammunition?"

Taylor was startled. He suspected that he had heard wrongly. "Didn't the AK47 use 7.62mm? Why did you give it 5.45?"

"Do you think they won't buy guns if you give them bullets?" Gao Jun turned around and asked with a smile.

I wipe it!

What a profiteer!

It's like...

You drew a limited edition skin of the King in the lottery, so do you buy this hero? (Isn’t it very vivid?)

Of course, 100 rounds of ak74 bullets would be cheap if Gao Jun purchased them, but if they were sold, they would be worth tens of dollars. So if I sell the gun for 3 to 4 times more than the bullets, someone will buy it.

When you come out to hang out, you have to be smart.

"What I have to consider now is to get support from Harold. I like to do serious business, but I don't want to be chased by the police when I set up a street stall."

When Harold got off the tank, he still seemed a little unsatisfied, but he also understood that the guests were here.

"Yuri, this is great. Do you have time in the next two days? Let's go to the shooting range and fire a shot!"

"I'm sorry, General. I have to go to Jubail in three days. I have a weapons exhibition there and I'm afraid I don't have enough time."

Harold nodded, "Jubail? It's in the northwest corner of the Rub al-Khali Desert, such a remote town? How about I arrange it for you here?"

I'm here to deliver!

How can you sacrifice the near for the far?

"This is too much trouble for the general, but I have something to trouble the general about."

"you say."

Gao Jun explained his "vendor plan". Harold thought about it carefully and said with great difficulty, "We are a country that bans guns."

"Don't worry, general, I only sell to people with legal procedures." Gao Jun said.

Hearing his assurance, Harold thought he was a good person, so he nodded, but still emphasized, "I can apply for you, but you are not allowed to sell to civilians."

"I'm a businessman, and every money I make is clean!"

Harold nodded with satisfaction. After chatting with him for a few words, he went to chat with other familiar guests. Gao Jun got what he wanted and stood aside contentedly.

But he is destined to be the center of attention tonight.

As soon as he found a place to sit down, he saw a figure approaching him. They were all businessmen. Gao Jun's business card had been glowing all night.

When the birthday party ended, there was a bald middle-aged man holding his hand vigorously, "Yuri, I will go to the port to pick up the goods tomorrow, and you must give me a good deal."

"Don't worry, Mr. Rao, my goods are the best in quality and at the lowest price."

The bald man said goodbye with satisfaction.

"It seems that you have got a lot of orders." Taylor appeared again and stood behind him. From the corner of his eye, he saw Mi Mi's name written on the small book Gao Jun carried with him, "However, I remember that this person should be

I think it’s a doctor, he also needs weapons?”

"Of course, most of his clients are black. He met a 17-year-old patient who needed a liver transplant. The child had type 0 blood, his mother had type A blood, and his father had type AB blood. He had to use bullets to resolve their family relationship.

"

What a cold...joke.

Gao Jun closed the book and said, "With all the hard work, I may not be able to earn back that T55."

"Actually, it would definitely be better if you sent a Mi-17."

Boss Gao looked at the other party as if he were a fool, "I will never make a loss-making business like Judas in this life!"

This is the "Hippo in the Sky". With a seating capacity of 27 people, it can almost serve as a mobile "lifeline" on the battlefield. The most important thing is that the leather is durable and suitable for almost all terrains.

The price of this kind of aircraft will definitely increase in the future!

What Gao Jun could exchange for two cans does not mean that they are inferior products. From the 1980s to the disintegration of the Soviet Union, the average price was about 4.5 million U.S. dollars, and in the two decades after the millennium, the price was about

It's $19 million.

The world-famous scapegoat Asan Ge once bought 48 aircraft for US$1 billion, with an average price of over 20 million!

What the hell are you...

From now on, I will speculate on arms (form a team!).

Millions of dollars worth of goods just given to Harold?

His brain is so funny!

"The greatest injustice to goods is to sell them for less than their value. Even screws are valuable in my hands."

Gao Jun took a deep look at Taylor, smiled and said, glancing at his watch, "It's a bit late, can you take me to the hotel?"

"Of course, Yuri, I have already made arrangements for you. Here, we are the most loyal partners."

Gao Jun didn't answer this question.

Because he doesn't like to say unconscionable things the most.

After bidding farewell to General Harold, they had just taken two steps when they heard a call from behind. The two turned around, and Blair came over with his French businessman.

"Blair, what's the matter with you?" Taylor asked with a frown.

"I'm not here to find you." He looked at Gao Jun, took out his business card from his pocket, and handed it over with both hands, "Mr. Yuri, if you need anything, you can come to me. I can do anything about Taylor."

Oh haha!

Are you here...to steal business?

Are there also struggles between broker organizations?

Gao Jun's eyes were happy and interested, and he glanced at Taylor from the corner of his eye. The latter's face turned black with anger, "Can you give me a lower price?"

He wanted the two of them to bite each other.

If the internal friction continues, Gao Jun will be the one to gain.

"No, no, no, the handling fees are all stipulated. I can't make a choice, but I can give you better customers."

"He needs a lot of weapons, even heavy weapons."

"Can I ask who it is?" Gao Jun said.

"Sorry, this is my personal relationship. If you consider choosing me, you can contact me at any time. Don't worry, I have time." Blair did not urge him, but said considerately.

"I wish you a good dream at night." He said and led the Frenchman away. The black man even looked back at Gao Jun and smiled politely.

Not everyone…

He came up looking for trouble.

"That's an offer you can't refuse, Mr. Taylor."
Chapter completed!