In the hotel room.

Gao Jun took off his suit, with his left hand in his pocket and his right hand holding a cigarette, standing by the window, looking left and right at the newspaper.

He frowned, feeling very unhappy.

Being fooled, I lost hundreds of thousands of dollars at the very least, and all my transportation costs and time were wasted.

"Hold!"

He threw the newspaper on the sofa angrily and complained, "Is the area around here so peaceful?"

If that doesn't work, I can only go to Afghanistan.

But what the hell are you...

Go there to sell Soviet weapons.

Aren't you going to South Africa to sell gold?

In fact, it is normal for buyers to skip orders, such as a sudden peace or the signing of a ceasefire agreement. These are all changes. Therefore, what arms dealers hate most is peace.

I'm angry, but what can I do?

You can't really buy or sell by force.

Arms dealers are businessmen, not bandits.

But Gao Jun always felt that something was wrong. He seemed like... someone was trying to steal him? Because Nasser said he had found a buyer.

He narrowed his eyes.

In this case, I have to take a closer look at which "master" is blocking my financial path.

Take a look…

Is it something I can afford?

If I place someone's order, you dare to steal it?

Gao Jun blew out smoke rings, which was a bit interesting.

However, I have to meet with a big client tomorrow, so I need to press this matter first.

He is such a stubborn person.

You can suffer losses, but you cannot suffer big losses. Suffering losses is a blessing. This is just a self-comfort for the bottom people.

If you can't afford to offend the person who is trying to break the corner, then you will suffer a loss.

If you can afford it.

How many ashtrays can you hit on your head?

The gaze of a venomous snake pierced the entire desert night sky. It opened its mouth and bit the sky. After biting it, it was discovered that the smell of U.S. dollars was quite fragrant.

…

The next day.

Gao Jun went to the exhibition early in the morning. He had heavy circles under his eyes and had complicated worries. He had lost a large order and was still losing money. He was angry all night and his mouth was blistered.

At this point, the exhibition was very empty, and there were scattered mercenaries stopping in the firearms area. The person sent by Taylor yawned and introduced weakly.

Gao Jun felt that he still lacked talents in this area, so he couldn't do everything by himself. After returning to the United States, he would have to start a company and find a few people who knew the basics.

It’s best not to be someone with strong principles.

He admires this kind of person, but is unwilling to cooperate with this kind of person.

"Umbrella?!"

While walking around, I heard a loud, rough voice shouting, and almost everyone in the entire exhibition hall square followed the sound and looked over.

Gao Jun raised his head and saw several people standing not far away. The speaker was a white man, wearing a sea soul shirt and dark green nylon pants. This outfit would be called fashionable by the French.

"Miller!" Umbrella, who was standing behind him, also shouted out in surprise. He glanced at the boss, who nodded, and he trotted over.

Gao Jun glanced at Scottis, who came over and introduced, "Joseph Miller, we used to work together for the Afghan rebel organization. Later, after the organization disbanded, we dispersed."

"But I heard that he belongs to nocs, the Italian dignitary protection group, but I don't think it is credible. A secretive force of that level will not simply let you quit."

"He formed his own mercenary group?" Gao Jun looked back and forth at the few people behind him.

"Yes, armed with god."

Gao Jun nodded, muttered a few words, and saw Umbrella walking over with him.

"Boss, this is Miller."

"Mr. Yuri, I've heard about you and I'm glad to see you."

Gao Jun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Am I that famous?"

"I don't know about other places, but in this border area, you are very famous, but not every arms dealer can be wanted by the Iraqis."

"Fame represents danger."

"But it also represents wealth, doesn't it?" Miller asked back.

Gao Jun looked at the strong man in front of him who was half a head taller than him and said to Umbrella, "Your friend is very interesting. This is my business card. If you buy weapons from me in the future, I can give you a 20% discount."

Miller took the business card, but obviously he didn't want it very much. Seeing Gao Jun preparing to leave, he quickly shouted, "Mr. Yuri, I have a business here, do you want to consider it?"

Boss Gao turned around and said, "Can I help you in any way?"

"I have a business plan that we can discuss."

"I think we are not in the same business. On the battlefield, you can only work for one side, but I want both sides to lose."

"No, no, no, my business is that you can invest in us." Miller said quickly, "As long as you provide us with bullets and introduce business, we can engrave your company's name on our flag."

Huh!

Is this soliciting sponsorship?

But Gao Jun heard two words: "Whoring for free!"

"Mr. Miller, with all due respect, your flag may not be as famous as the Italian white flag. If I had been born in World War II and surrendered on the battlefield with hundreds of thousands of people, in such a big scene, if they needed sponsorship, I would definitely be happy

." After Gao Jun finished speaking, he looked at the other party. As an Italian, Miller was very calm about such almost insulting words.

On the contrary, his team members seemed dissatisfied.

"50%! As long as you can help us introduce customers and provide weapons, I can give you half of the order profit."

That's the right thing to say.

Only then did Gao Jun become interested, "Find a place to sit down and talk slowly."

Miller hesitated and nodded in agreement.

The group of people came to a cafe outside the street. It was very cold inside. They found a seat and sat down. They ordered coffee. Gao Jun took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, lighting it as he thought.

"I'm very interested in what you said, but I want 85%." He put his elbows on the table and looked at the other person.

Miller's expression turned ugly instantly.

"Don't refuse in a hurry. Listen to my plan. I won't take this money in vain. I can sponsor you with any weapons. Yes, in addition to firearms, rocket launchers, tanks, and even armed helicopters are all acceptable."

When he said this, even Umbrella and the others were surprised.

Oh, the boss has changed his gender?

"But..." Gao Jun made a long note, lit the ash on the ground, and glanced at Miller, "We have to conduct an internal evaluation. I plan to divide it into four levels: S, A, B, and C, with the lowest level of sponsorship.

20,000 US dollars, B-level US$40,000, A-level US$80,000, and S-level US$200,000!”

"Of course, this money can only be exchanged for corresponding weapons and other supplies. Bullets are free. However, this is only temporary. It won't be long before the sponsorship will increase. What do you think?"

Doesn't this look like...

How does a security labor dispatch company operate?

I will give you a piece of clothing, and then teach you to stand guard, speak, and patrol. This is called investment. Give me 3,000 yuan for the property, and I will give you 600 yuan. This is called commission. If you have an accident.

There may not be insurance yet.

Of course, this refers to informality.

But look...

Does Gao Jun look normal?

You don't need to give them a basic salary, just give them some weapons. For arms dealers, you can't buy goods for 20,000 US dollars, or even an artillery piece, but if they live long enough, they are not destroyed by the group.

You can get a commission every month!

The advantage is that you don't have to worry about logistics, and you don't have to wait for the market to pick them.

When you work as a mercenary, you will also encounter employers who won't pay you.

What can you do?

Against his mother?

What else can be done but hasten the employer’s downfall?

But if you have a background, it will be easier to ask for debt.

Providing war services to people is also one of the jobs of arms dealers.

Miller was still hesitant, "We need to think about it."

"Of course, there is no rush. However, it is very passive to go out and fight alone. If you are willing, you can contact me and I will stay in Jubail for a while."

Gao Jun took out 100 US dollars, pressed it on the table, and said with a smile, "You drink slowly, you can get some food. I have something else to do, so I will leave first. I'm sorry."

After saying that, he walked towards the door.

Umbrella also turned back and gestured to Miller.
Chapter completed!