Taylor's office.

The decoration is very simple, and there is no splendid hall.

Gao Jun was more interested in the fish tank placed in the corner, in which a strange-looking fish was swimming leisurely.

"This was given to me by an Asian friend who is doing business here. He said it is called Feng Shui Fish, which can change your destiny." Taylor walked over with a smile, holding two goblets in his left hand and a bottle of xo in his right hand.

"Is it effective?"

"It's very effective. The day after he gave it to me, he died in a car accident."

Gao Jun has a black line, good guy, can he change his life against the will of heaven?

He withdrew his gaze, turned around and sat on the sofa, picked up a magazine, and looked at the cover. If he went out, he would at least be beaten to death in the square.

"It seems that there are many Asians looking for you to do business."

"Making money has no regard for skin color, occupation or gender."

Taylor opened the bottle and poured it into the glass, shaking his head and saying, "There are so many rules. I used to be the most disciplined. Yuri, guess what I used to do?"

"teacher?"

Gao Jun saw Taylor shaking his head and continued, "Doctor?"

"I used to be the director of the Colombian border defense. I was in charge of smuggling and catching illegal immigrants."

The answer was really unexpected, "Has something happened to you?"

"I used to be more ruthless than anyone else. In order to catch some drug dealers, I was shot 6 times. I was rescued in the hospital for 17 days before I survived. What did I get? Two broken medals. When it was windy or rainy, I was covered in blood.

The pain was so bad that I couldn't sleep, and when I was discharged from the hospital, the drug dealers also came out of prison, and it was still the same, and I realized that I was a nobody!"

Taylor pushed the wine glass in front of Gao Jun, "I was still young at that time, and it was right to have ideals. But when I got older, my family needed money, and I had nothing. I couldn't follow the rules, so my children couldn't study, and my wife couldn't get a job.

But as long as I nod, I will have everything. Franklin can sleep on my head every day, and the toilet in my house can be made of gold."

"Later, I realized that the country was rotten. Their big shots were aloof and did not care whether they were dead or alive. I followed my duties like an idiot. What would be the result? I can fight for my ideals, but my children can't. The world is like this. I

I don’t want him to be like me and just follow the rules passionately.” Taylor’s mood was very stable, but there was still deep sadness in his tone.

This world is very exciting, what kind of excitement is it?

An unpeaceful twist.

Sometimes, you can't have your cake and eat it too. If you want peace, you can't have freedom, and vice versa.

The quails are well protected. Don't think that you can conquer the sky. As everyone knows, falcons and large eagles are patrolling the sky.

Of course, the two people sitting in this room have chosen another path.

Gao Jun picked up the wine glass, flicked the glass with his left hand, and said softly, "Ideals are desires, and desires are the reason for people to live. There is no right or wrong in this world."

"cheers"

The wine glasses touched lightly and the two took a sip.

"Yuri, what I said so much is actually to tell you that we are the same kind of people and we can cooperate more deeply. If you make money, I can make money." Taylor said sincerely.

"Then you can come and help me." Gao Jun said this suddenly, and the other party was confused. I want to make more money from you, but you want to poach me?

"A broker doesn't have much sense of involvement, and all he gets is a meager salary. Don't you think he earns more from selling arms than you do? How much can you get from my commission? 20,000 US dollars? 40,000 US dollars?

Or $100,000?”

"I guess your boss isn't that generous!"

Taylor didn't want to talk in depth, "Yuri, I don't want to think about changing jobs right now."

"Do you know who owns the most guns? Is it a soldier? Unfortunately, that's wrong, it's a civilian. Sixty percent of the guns in the world are in the hands of ordinary citizens, and one in ten people. One percent.

Thirty-seven of the guns belong to the army, and the rest belong to the police. The anti-government armed groups that have been widely reported by the media do not even account for 0.1% of the guns in their hands. You can understand how big the market is here.

Share? Moreover, I feel that a new era is coming, and you are hiding in this dirty, insignificant corner of the earth..."

Gao Jun himself was laughed at by this description, "I'm sorry, my words are not standard. Don't you think I am wasting my life? Since we have already chosen to abandon the rules, why bother eating here and waiting to die?"

"I plan to set up a foreign trade company, and I need someone to help me. I think you are very good, and it is located in the United States. You can definitely bring your wife and children there. Isn't the education there better than here?"

The last sentence still spoke from his heart. His children and wife were now his weaknesses.

"What do you mainly do?" He couldn't help but ask, telling himself in his heart that he only asked out of curiosity.

"Help me contact clients, maintain client relationships, and travel occasionally. It's very simple. The annual salary is 60,000 US dollars, which may be less than what you have here, but I promise to provide you and your family with basic insurance. Moreover, if you find clients

, you have a 5% commission. As long as this customer places an order, you will get it for every order, how about it? Is this very sincere?" Gao Jun crossed his legs and said with his palms dragging the bottom of the wine glass.

He will definitely not give shares to the company.

Are you kidding me?

If you are a human being, you will be given shares. Then from now on, if you, the boss, work for others, you will get commission at most. Of course, in the future, you will not rule out exchanging interests with other consortiums if you want to develop into a large company.

but…

That's still too long.

Now, he is even just an ordinary arms dealer.

Do you think selling dozens of tanks makes you a big arms dealer?

Stop making trouble, except for the five major mobile vendors, there are a few other capable thugs, such as North Lockheed, Nantong, East Airbus, West Boeing, and some other hall masters below.

In addition to these, the third level is professional national agents.

Someone like Gao Jun...

It should be considered the penultimate level. It is much better than the people who just entered the industry who have no connections, no resources, and no goals, but they are not much better.

Arms dealers are not about killing, they are about being humane.

Now I can still fight hard and fight hard for a while, but in the future...

Why not!

That’s ok too.

If you dare to touch my goods, I will die with you. Very few people will provoke such a madman.

"I need to think about it."

Gao Jun nodded, "Of course, I will still stay in Jubail during this period. If you have any ideas, you can tell me."

Taylor nodded and thanked him twice.

"By the way, I still have a dozen T55s. You can help me find a way to solve them. It's too hard to transport the freight. It's cheaper. You can buy five and get one free. We can just pack them up and give them 200,000 US dollars and take them all away."

The most important thing about arms is that transportation is troublesome. I am just inexperienced and thought that if I brought them over, someone would want them.

In the future, we will not hoard goods. Even if we do, we won’t stock up on old items. These are not antiques.

"Here, cheers~"

The boss drank to his heart's content.

Umbrella and the others over there...
Chapter completed!