Gao Jun glanced around the hall.

Most of the people who came here were small arms dealers, and you could tell by their demeanor.

Big arms dealers don't look down on this small business.

If you have this time to bid, you might as well discuss it with the President of the United States. Wherever there is oil, if he steals it, he will have to start a war.

What's no reason?

There would be a reason, sir, for example, your kangaroo boxing, and in the direction of the United States? This is an unfriendly behavior.

What?

You said there are no kangaroos in Afghanistan. No, the CIA will deliver them there at night, and then there will be an excuse to start a war.

Since World War II, why have revolutions occurred in every country in the world except the United States?

Because the United States is the only country without an American embassy.

Efraim went to use his "own skills" when he saw people, but obviously he got nothing except ridicule. When he walked back, he happened to see the smile on the corner of Gao Jun's mouth, "Man, the White House is not off work at this time.

, otherwise you will really meet a few idiots."

"Mr. Yuri, we can actually cooperate. This batch of weapons is the first batch, but it is definitely not the last batch. The Americans have a big war to fight in Kuwait. We can win more orders together." Efrayi.

Mu also has a character that becomes more courageous the more he fights.

Gao Jun spread his hands, "We haven't known each other for a long time..."

"You can talk about emotional matters slowly, but don't hesitate about business matters. Do you know that person?" Efraim said, pointing to an old man sitting in the first row.

He has white hair, but is slightly bald. He is neatly dressed and chatting with the people next to him, with a relaxed look on his face.

"His name is Simeon Wise, and he is a member of the SAB Arms Club. This is a big organization. They help Angola and Mozambique purchase weapons."

Gao Jun heard about the Arms Club from Edward.

The arms business has a huge market, but due to the Cold War, private arms dealers are relatively rare. Most of them deal with membership clubs, which is particularly popular in the United States and Europe.

Edward is a member of an arms club. He invited him, but Gao Jun refused. If you are of no use to that kind of club, there is no benefit in joining except paying the membership fee.

"SAB?"

"Son of a bitch". Efraim couldn't help complaining, "It's a weird name, but he is a Jew and has many connections."

Gao Jun was no longer able to judge such a name. He glanced at the top of Simeon Wise's head and asked, "Will such a big shot come to this small campaign site?"

"A business of several million dollars is not small, man." Efraim looked at him in surprise, "There are more than 6,000 regular companies engaged in military industry in the United States, and there are also more than 100,000 to 200,000 illegal arms dealers.

And less than 1% can earn US$1 million a year.”

There are too many private workshops in the United States, and the proliferation of guns is faster than HIV infection. After all, the business of selling airplanes and tanks to the Pentagon is something only a few people can do.

Most of them are still sold to the private sector.

Although Simien Wise is an agent in several countries, to put it bluntly, he just earns the middle price. Who among you is not that? A second-hand dealer.

"It is the big arms dealers who sit in the office and persuade the president to start a war. However, my request is very simple. Make several million dollars a year, then buy a luxury house, buy a sports car, and find a female star..."

"How long has your company been in business?" Gao Jun's question was more pointed. He thought the other party would not say anything, but Efraim gave him two thumbs up.

"Two years?"

"No, no, 20 days."

"Uh..." Gao Jun laughed a little, "Then you have been here longer than me. I have only been there for 6 days now."

Efraim shrugged, "But my father and my grandfather were both engaged in the arms business. My father provided military supplies to the local police, and my uncle sold weapons to law enforcement agencies. I was expelled from school in ninth grade and went to Los Angeles to follow

My uncle learned to do business and traveled all over the country before he was 16 years old. We have a tradition, but I don’t want to rely on them (the money they give is small), I want to go out and do it myself.”

Another idiot who doesn’t want to rely on his family!

If it were Gao Jun, he would have died on his grandfather's bed. I don't believe it, and he can't have any connections.

"I think his price is around US$1,550, no more than US$100 at most," Efraim said.

"The official price is only 1,600 US dollars." Tonikov said next to him.

"Then do you think the United States will ask the Soviets to buy it? Unless one side falls." Efraim said casually.

I didn't notice that the expressions of the two Soviet guys were a bit constipated.

"Aren't you nervous?" He suddenly caught a glimpse of Gao Jun's expression out of the corner of his eye, and seeing the calm look on his face, he couldn't help but ask.

"Do I need to cooperate with you?" Gao Jun made a scared expression, and Efraim couldn't help but complain, "Your acting skills should go to Hollywood, it's so bad."

"Okay, Mr. Efraim, I'm glad you called me happy, but I think they are going to announce it." Gao Jun pointed to the stage and saw a brigadier general walking up, holding a

With an envelope.

Simien Wise, who was below, stretched out his hand to say hello, and the brigadier general smiled slightly.

Two people definitely have PY transactions.

When many military generals lead troops on an expedition, they particularly like the products of a "certain" company and consume a particularly large amount of them. Why is this? Is it so that after retirement, they can enter the upper echelon of an arms company?

The relationship links are very deep.

Why do we rarely see people being punished for corruption in the United States? Because, they are really corrupt!

Such a lofty term as political donation can be invented.

What else is impossible?

"According to the decision of the Ministry of Defense Procurement, this election was successfully bid by Pyrotechnics. Who is..." The brigadier general looked at the name on the document and raised his head, "Mr. Nicholas Yuri?"

Efraim's eyes widened and he turned his head sharply to look at the Asian behind him.

Gao Jun stood up and raised his hands, and his colleagues sitting in the front row just looked at him in surprise. After all, it is really rare to see an Asian.

"Brigadier General Ross, can we know the price of Mr. Yuri?" Simeon Wise, who was sitting in front, suddenly spoke. The old man's expression was not very good. He had found many connections, but in the end you gave up his qualifications.

How could he bear it if it was someone else?

"This is against the rules, Simien. I'm sorry. Okay, now I'll ask Mr. Yuri to come to the office to sign the contract. Thank you all." Brigadier General Ross bowed slightly and left politely.

Simien Wise looked over and looked at Gao Jun. The latter nodded with a smile and took Tonkov and the two of them to sign the contract under the guidance of an officer.

"Fake!" the old man cursed in a low voice, but he still had to remain a gentleman, but the order was gone, and he was a little depressed. He thought that the price he gave was already very low, how much lower could the other party go?

?

He hurriedly went to find Brigadier General Ross.

Ask clearly.

Gao Jun followed the officer to an office, where two white men were sitting. The other party looked very happy when they saw him. Yes, Gao Jun could swear that the other party was sincere.

"Mr. Yuri, please sit down."

"Thanks."

"We are very satisfied with your company's price, but we hope it will be delivered to Jaber Air Force Base within three weeks. If you agree, you can sign it." The procurement officer on the opposite side turned the document over and typed the contract.

Gao Jun took a look and saw that the U.S. military purchased 16-bazooka launchers from Pyrotechnics for $2 million.

2 million!

This is the price offered by Gao Jun, the average price is US$1,250.

It’s 400 US dollars cheaper than the official price.

"Actually, when I saw that you are an Asian, I was surprised. No, no, no, I am not discriminating. I mean that your work is very practical." Another purchasing officer said with a smile, "You

The quotation has solved many disputes and troubles for us and is very attractive.”

Gao Jun suddenly raised his head when he heard this, "Sorry to interrupt, you said you are very attractive? Can I ask how much lower I am than them?"

"Hundreds of thousands," said the purchasing officer who handed over the contract.

Gao Jun rubbed the bridge of his nose, "Can I ask how much it is specifically?"

"This is a secret..." the other party said, but after looking at Gao Jun, he said, "Okay, screw the secret. In fact, you are $1.27 million lower than the second-to-last person."

Grass!

Gao Jun had a curse word in his throat that was about to burst out, and his face turned red immediately. When he finished signing and came out, he couldn't help but punched the air two or three times, "Fuck! Fuck!"

Hold!"

"1.27 million U.S. dollars!" Tonikov grabbed the suit with a distressed look on his face, "Who can I find in Hollywood? Meg Ryan? Winona Ryder? I lost 10 Rolls-Royce silver cars.

prick."

This can buy two bedrooms in the most luxurious Beverly Hills in the United States.

Hearing this noise, the door of the office next to him opened, and a head popped out. Barnicles waved to him sheepishly.

"Do you know how heartbroken I am right now?"

"I understand, boss, I understand very well," Tonkov said hurriedly.

As the three people walked out, they heard someone talking in the corridor.
To be continued...