When Gao Jun and his party returned to Ronnie's mansion.

The other party is watering the flowers.

but…

Your showerhead looks like it's made of a cannon barrel.

"Yuri, come and see the flowers I planted." Ronnie invited, pointing to the few dwarf flowers in front of him with a proud look on his face, "It can bring me wealth, and I plan to recommend that the whole country plant them like this."

Okay, the death buff stacks up again.

But when we meet SB, history tells us not to refute him, but to praise him. Gao Jun's face was full of "admiration" and he was flattering, "I think Yemen needs your leadership very much.

Becoming a powerful country is just around the corner!”

"I very much agree with your point of view. You need greater wealth to accumulate yourself, and then buy weapons from me, Ronnie. I can bring you more of what you want."

"Can I exchange these for them?" He pointed at the "weeds" and said.

Gao Jun's expression froze, but he still said bravely, "They have a special buyer. I don't do this business. I only sell cannons and freedom."

"Hahaha!" Ronnie smiled happily and looked at Gao Jun, "Don't worry Yuri, I am a man of rules. Your guys are very good. My guys learned to step on the accelerator and launch, which is very good for us.

If it works, I will point my cannon at the Congress, and they will definitely give me one more vote when the time comes."

"Sometimes, caliber is more effective than speech." Gao Jun said with a smile, "However, I heard your agent said that you are in a bad situation recently? But when I come here, it seems..." He spread his hands and looked around

, "It's safe here."

"Did you know? My opponent, Lawson, was beaten to death by his brother last night. He called and we were temporarily at peace."

Dead?!

So stupid?

It turns out that changing the leadership of this place is more diligent than the dog author changing his underwear.

"Really bad... no, good news."

I almost spoke my mind out loud.

"But I plan to raid them at night. Even the peace written in the United Nations can be erased, let alone a verbal agreement. Tonight, I plan to let my tank troops pass over. Yuri, when will the remaining 10 tanks arrive?

?”

Are you planning on backstabbing me?

I am still too young.

I thought they could get some facial recognition, but...

No more butts!

Gao Jun was thinking, should he sell this news to his opponent? And then sell a batch of RPGs? Or anti-tank mines?

"It should be within these few hours."

"I don't want you to delay my plans," Ronnie said.

"Don't worry, if the tanks don't come, I will work for you with a rifle. Of course, I will charge a fee." Gao Jun livened up the atmosphere.

Ronnie handed the "gun barrel shower" to the side and walked towards the house, "Recently, those damn civilians have paid me a lot less taxes, which makes me very poor, and there are guns everywhere in the Yemeni market.

, you have seen that in some places you can even buy a chicken. Being able to buy a tank for 200,000 US dollars has already drained my bank account in the United States.'

"So..." Gao Jun asked.

"I need more powerful but cheaper weapons."

When you are trading, you will always encounter this situation, these stingy warlords are eager to buy Barrett's price from you for one dollar.

"You get what you pay for, Ronnie. What I care about most in business is reputation. Every bullet in my firearm is filled with enough gunpowder."

"You'll find a way!" Ronnie stared at him and said.

Gao Jun frowned and had a headache, "Okay, okay, I'll contact the President of the United States later and ask him to arrange some qualified and cheap cannons for me!"

"I don't really want to hear disappointing news. As a person, I appreciate optimism the most." Ronnie grinned.

You will always encounter some mental illness when trading.

It's like you always feel a little stupid when you look at your boss?

Gao Jun and this guy can't talk to each other at all, but in business, some people sell their integrity and some people sell their dignity. Boss Gao will sell everything as long as it is valuable.

I chatted with him for nearly an hour, and the other person actually talked about life after retirement. How do you really feel about it? I think it won't be long before you are hung up.

Seeing that Junjun Gao could no longer talk, Victor hurriedly ran in at the door, but was stopped by the guards.

"Boss, the goods have arrived!"

…

Walking out of the living room, Gao Jun glanced at Ronnie who got in the car and started to complain.

"Do poor people have the right to use heavy artillery? No! No! Do you still need me to give him money to buy it? I think I should hire a psychiatrist for him!" Gao Jun said to Taylor in a low voice.

"Do you know how I felt when he told me he had no money just now?"

Taylor cooperated and showed curious eyes.

"Nauseous, vomiting, dizzy!" Gao Jun described it, "It was like hearing a bad joke in Siberia."

"I swear, next time you do business with me, I will ask for proof of assets!"

This kind of thing is very common.

Do you know the big guys in Mexico?

Their goods are basically not provided to customers whose market share is below a certain number, nor are they provided to unscrupulous merchants who take them back and re-bend them themselves, because they feel that this will embarrass themselves.

But Gao Jun was just talking out of anger. Is he qualified to choose a buyer now?

When someone sticks out their butt, he has to wipe it with paper.

However, you have to give me money. If you don’t give me money, I’ll kill you with a rocket launcher!

Four or five cars drove towards the previous gas station.

It only takes about twenty minutes.

I saw five full-trailers parked neatly. Bancroft was smoking a cigarette while talking to the people who looked like drivers. When they heard the sound of the horn, they all turned their heads.

"Wait, don't give me such nonsense!" Bancroft punched a chattering person next to him, cursed, glared, and ran towards Gao Jun.

Boss Gao looked him up and down. His eyes were bloodshot, and he obviously hadn't had a good night's sleep. "Thank you for your hard work." He stretched out his hand to help him dust off his body, and continued with a smile, "I'll get you a condom when I get back to the United States.

The suit I ordered is so sloppy.”

Bancroft smiled and nodded.

"What's going on?" Gao Jun nodded and asked what happened just now.

"They asked for a price increase, otherwise they wouldn't unload the goods."

Chuchuchu!

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a burst of gunfire. Everyone looked over and saw Ronnie shooting at the group of drivers.

"Does this count as your work-related injury?" Gao Jun looked at Taylor, who twitched at the corners of his eyes, "We hate businesses that encounter violence!"

"But we won't pay compensation." He explained, "Barbarians!"

But what Gao Jun cares about now is...

Will these full trailers be towed?

"What I hate the most is people who don't keep their word!" Ronnie could be heard pointing at the corpse and cursing from behind, "There are no rules at all, young people today!"

"It seems that we have saved another amount of money." Gao Jun also didn't agree with the other party's method. It was too cruel. He was a gentle man.

"By the way, boss, when we were at Jeddah Port, we met someone. She stood in a crowded place holding a sign and asked for an Asian named Gao. I remember you..."

Gao Jun frowned, he always used his nickname when he went out to hang out.

Who knows their last name?

"Where?"

Bancroft pointed to the entrance of the gas station not far away. Gao Jun looked more and more familiar and his eyebrows trembled.

"Kay…Catherine!"
Chapter completed!