I have said so much, but you don’t believe me?

To be honest, I don’t believe it either!

If ordinary people were said like this, they would definitely panic, but who is Boss Gao?

Go out and ask around. Those who make a living by talking are in the formal industry, not the red light district. Who can compete with him in a verbal argument?

"Then tell me, what am I thinking about now? What do I need?" Cambesto shook his shoulders, pressed the waistcoat on the slightly wide military uniform to a comfortable point, and looked at him with bright eyes, very

There is pressure.

Waters was holding his breath beside him, not daring to take a big breath. Mung Bean looked at Gao Jun, fearing that if he couldn't tell him, he would be unlucky as well.

He also regrets a little now. When he should have brought Gao Jun here, he and Cambesto made some subtle moves, which made him so embarrassed now.

Of course, the most important reason is that he thinks he is too important in his brother-in-law's heart.

Don't take things for granted.

Faced with this kind of inquiry that was almost asking for trouble, Gao Jun didn't panic at all. Looking at the gloating eyes around him, he seemed very indifferent, "You need friends. There is a saying in my hometown that people with more friends will get more."

Help, people with fewer friends will lose more opportunities."

This should be what it means when you are in a good way and there is a lot of help, but when you are in a bad way there is little help.

"Every night when you are sleeping, have you ever heard a voice, like whispering, but also like telling, but you don't know the specific content?" Gao Jun asked everyone with a smile.

Many people had blank eyes, but some were frowning.

"It seems... yes." At this time, someone asked curiously. When everyone looked at him, he looked slightly nervous, his face tightened, and he was at a loss.

But humans are compliance creatures. When a lot of people emphasize something, it becomes "truth" and even a few people who hold the truth will become self-doubt.

After all, not many people can maintain their true intentions amidst so much hesitation.

"So, I seem to have it too, and I hear it often."

"Well, I felt someone talking in my ear when I was sleeping at night..."

Cambesto was briefly surprised and lost in thought.

"Yuri, can they really hear it?" Waters hesitated and asked cautiously.

Gao Jun laughed in his heart, these ignorant local dogs, are they fooling themselves now?

"That's God's will!" He said solemnly, his eyes sweeping back and forth over the faces of several people who were originally thinking, and finally resting on Cambesto.

The loneliest thing in this world is that there are always people who regard illusory things as life!

In Africa, belief in gods is a way of life, and many presidents even believe that they are the incarnation of gods.

For example, former Gambian President Yahya Jammeh, who claims to have cured AIDS inside...

Then…

More than 60% of AIDS patients in the country.

This magical soil has given birth to too many strange things, so when it has something to do with faith, who would be willing to escape the gaze of "God"?

Especially Cambesto!

This tribal chief, who came to power through a coup, needs more nominal governance.

Cambesto and Gao Jun looked at each other, their eyes flashing with dog-like shrewdness.

After about ten seconds, he nodded slowly, "I heard it too."

This kind of disguised recognition will not do any harm to one's own rule. On the contrary, it will consolidate one's status. Why not do it?

There are also people present who are highly educated, but as the saying goes, the books you have read for more than ten years may be able to withstand bullets, but they will never be able to withstand cannons. If you are aware of current affairs, you will be a hero. This is roughly what it means.

However, the identity of Gao Jun, the prophet of the East, has not been certified. This is an activity promoting superstition and will lead to imprisonment. Do you have official certification?

Gao Jun smiled happily, and Waters also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, gentlemen, let's start the luncheon." Cambesto looked at his watch and said hello. After taking a deep look at Gao Jun, "You can join me at the table. I have something to ask."

you."

"Of course, I'm happy to serve you." Gao Jun bowed his head slightly to show respect.

Cambesto was very satisfied with Gao Jun's attitude. After taking off his military uniform, he walked towards the banquet head table.

The style of this luncheon was quite oriental. There were six tables in total. They were all wealthy families in Senegal. This should be considered the top class in Africa.

This luncheon was not that bad, after all, it was the first reception after taking the stage, and the food was pretty good, not the roasted bats as rumored.

That's poor man's food!

Cambesto was shaking the wine glass in his hand, which contained slightly cloudy sake. He took a sip and showed his teeth slightly, "This is a gift from a Japanese friend of mine. You can try it."

Japanese friends?

Did you call him little boy?

Gao Jun didn't comment and waited quietly for him to continue.

"You Asians have always been a profit-seeking group. Sometimes, the Jews are not as scheming as you." Cambesto leaned over, and the body odor on his body almost killed Gao Jun. He endured it.

, listened carefully to what the other party said, "He wants to get the mining rights of the ore from me. What do you want?"

Gao Jun glanced at the other party and thought about it in his mind. The kid must have obtained the mining rights, and the price he paid made Cambesto very full, so now he wants to get some benefits from himself.

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"Mr. President, I think you need to add more powerful firepower to your rule. I stayed in Dakar for almost two weeks. I observed that your soldiers are brave, but the weapons in his hands cannot allow you to unify the entire country."

Senegal, including the Wolof people, Fulbe people, Serer people, Mandingo people, they will not allow you to rule them, they will resist violently, and you need to conquer them by force."

Boss Gao had already thought about it for Cambesto. He clenched his fists and spoke loudly, vigorously promoting his theory of the supremacy of force. Not to mention, this talk really got into the heart of the other party.

When he saw Cambesto's surprised expression, Gao Jun smiled slightly, "In addition to being a prophet, I am also an arms dealer. I mainly provide mid-to-low-end weapons. Of course, I also have purchasing agents, but my main business is

Of course my arms company also produces Soviet-style equipment, including armed pickup trucks and hellfire cannons."

Gao Jun's talk was like something he had borrowed, and he was anxious to pay it back, making a lot of noises, but Cambesto actually understood what he was saying.

Cambesto chuckled, "I am a weapon that needs to be measured. I plan to assemble another armed force of about 10,000 people. There is still a gap of about 7,000 weapons, but you know, the new government of Senegal has just been established.

The government doesn’t have much money, so…”

Gao Jun already understood what the other party said and wanted to get a satisfactory amount with limited funds.

In poor places like Africa, it is too common, especially when encountering stingy "purchasers". If they were not the last unlucky ones, they would even want to buy shotguns. Anyway, the more miserable the people are, the richer I will be, and the people will still have some money left.

Underpants.

Gao Jun took a sip of soup and said, "No problem, Mr. President, our customers' needs are our business. I can do anything."

"Can you tell me what your budget is?"

Cambesto put his hand on Gao Jun's shoulder, as if he was satisfied with his words.

"One hundred thousand dollars."

"Hold!"

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