"Sorry, the conditions are difficult and there is no hot water."

In the temporary office in the factory, Ma Guohua smiled awkwardly at Gao Jun, and the tool for entertaining guests was shattered by the cannon.

There wasn't even a sofa in the room, just a few rickety chairs that looked older than his father.

When Gao Jun sat on it, he almost fell down.

"It's okay, Mr. Ma, don't be busy. I know the conditions in Senegal. Let's talk about business." Boss Gao waved his hand, "There are 32 of you here. According to the food and security standards, it is 50 US dollars per person per day, so the total is 1,600 US dollars.

, the total is 11,200 U.S. dollars, including 6 injured people who need medicine, what do you think of an additional 50 U.S. dollars for each person?"

Ma Guohua's eyebrows trembled when he heard this number.

Although the national foreign exchange reserves exceeded 20 billion U.S. dollars in 1991, the money is not our own. It would be good if the 13th Bureau can get some profit and water from it, and we still have to report it...

Leaders don’t have this budget!

"Yuri, can this be settled in other currencies?" Ma Guohua hesitated and asked.

"Of course, in addition to U.S. dollars, pounds, Swiss francs, etc. are all fine. Oh, by the way, no rubles. I already have enough in the toilet at home."

"Then do you charge RMB?" the other party asked hurriedly, looking at him eagerly.

"This kind of thing is rarely popular in the market and it doesn't maintain value." Gao Jun spread his hands and told the truth, frowning and pondering for a moment, "Well, if I settle in RMB, I still need to charge an additional 5% fee."

This man could only lower his head under the eaves.

Gao Jun handed the written order to him, "The total is 12,075 US dollars. Let's put a zero on it, 12,070 US dollars. According to the latest exchange rate, it should be 5.3227, so it will be 64,244.989. You can just give me 64,245 yuan when the time comes.

How about it?"

More than 60,000 in 1991…

Ma Guohua seemed to have seen the scene where the leader cursed when he saw the budget, but after thinking about his colleagues and subordinates who were seriously ill in bed and could not see anything, he gritted his teeth and signed his name.

No one's future is important!

The worst case scenario is that you will be expelled and put into the sea!

"Is that okay?"

Gao Jun admired his decisiveness. He looked at his name and pointed with his index finger, "It's missing an official seal."

"The official seal...is lost."

"Let's do this, press a fingerprint." Seeing the other person's eyes flashing, Ma Guohua was about to bite his finger for fear of another accident, but Gao Jun held his hand down, "Don't worry, I'll have someone bring a box of ink pads over. This will break the wound."

, there are so many bacteria here, tetanus is worth a lot of money."

You can escape the monk, but you cannot escape the temple!

If you don't give me money, I will go and put up big-character posters outside the embassy to see who doesn't want to lose face.

"Okay." Ma Guohua nodded, biting his finger felt painful.

"By the way, can you issue an invoice to me?"

Gao Jun looked at him, startled, and smiled: "Of course, how much do you want? How about 100,000 RMB?"

"No, no, no, I don't take kickbacks, Yuri, I'm a serious person, I won't make mistakes." Ma Guohua said angrily as if he was insulted.

"It's just a little mistake, everyone makes it."

"If the 40,000 kickback is a small mistake, what is the big mistake?"

"It would be a big mistake to let people find out."

Ma Guohua's face darkened and he cursed in his mind, "This fake foreign devil knows a lot. In fact, it's not that he doesn't take kickbacks. It's just that in Senegal, what do you eat?"

Eat RMB? Or eat US dollars?

CFA francs are not enough to fill your stomach.

His monthly subsidy plus salary only costs about 2,000 yuan a month outside, which is already a high salary. The average domestic salary is 195 yuan.

Where a person stands depends on where he sits.

If you are an ordinary worker, you must not be thinking about getting kickbacks, but working hard, because you can't get any kickbacks at all, you can only get engine oil.

You ate too much engine oil, and your boss said you were wasting it!

So, I won’t work until I die!

Even if you work part-time, you will be "beaten to death" by your boss!

When Gao Jun saw that Ma Guohua had such a "bottom line", he just smiled and didn't force it. The two of them had just started business, so they must have concerns, which is understandable.

Not everyone is like a black dog. As long as there is a bite to eat, they will pounce on it, regardless of whether there is a piece of shit hidden underneath.

After the two discussed the matter again, Gao Jun walked out of the office and waved to his colleagues standing nearby.

"Boss." Tonikov and others came over quickly.

"Bancroft, Boris, you go to the airport and bring a shipment over. We will stay here during this time."

The two of them agreed, exchanged the magazine from Tonikov, and slipped out while it was still raining outside.

"Mr. Yuri, are the two of them enough?" Ma Guohua asked worriedly.

"On the battlefield, the more people there are, the more danger it represents, right?" Gao Jun looked at Lu Wu on the other side. He was a dull guy. He didn't expect that the other party would ask him directly, so he was confused and surprised.

He looked at him, then looked at Ma Guohua, nodded, "Theoretically, yes."

"Don't worry, I focus on reputation when doing business. There won't be any problems. It's best to buy insurance when you go out in the future. If you need it, you can come to me and I will help you solve it. Let me make a call first." Gao Jun said casually,

Signaling Tonikov to take the phone over.

I called Scottis and asked him to prepare the goods first.

But the phone rang two or three times, but no one answered it. This made Gao Jun couldn't help but frown, "What is this guy doing? He doesn't answer the phone either?"

…

Scottis raised his hands and stared at the two armed black men in front of him. The phone was ringing next to him, but he did not dare to move.

Who would have thought, TMD, that kidnappers would appear in an airport governed by the French?

That’s right!

As soon as these two black men came in, they "armed" and kidnapped the entire plane. Scottis and others were still too "young". This was the territory of the French. They could even throw away the capital, and they were ready to hang up the Louvre.

Photos of mustaches are often lost at home, let alone a small airport?

"Where's the Asian guy!"

One of them asked, pointing the Beretta 92F pistol at Leonid's head, and the Soviet guy stared.

"Tell me! Where are the others?"

"Do you fucking speak Russian or English?" Leonid cursed loudly. The two of them were completely different from each other. The black man was stunned for a while after being yelled at. After he came to his senses, his anger level increased.

Yong, kept asking loudly in French.

Leonid was furious at this. He got up and gave him a sharp uppercut, hitting him directly on the chin. With such force, Scottis could hear the sound of the opponent's bones being exercised.

But he reacted quickly. Taking advantage of this moment, he grabbed the other black man's wrist and parted it hard. The other black man naturally let go in pain, and then strangled his neck with his backhand and locked him tightly!

"Fuck! Learn Russian! Learn Russian! Learn Russian!" Leonid roughly grabbed the other person's hair and slammed it to the ground, causing him to bleed and faint.

"What I hate the most is... people who speak French. All I have to do in French is to learn to surrender, but also to babble!"

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