"Are you sure you can come up with a large number of arms? This is no joke, the war of the Soviet army is imminent, and if the time for transportation is delayed, the losses will be great! ”

Allen looked at Chen Xu with very skeptical eyes, no wonder he had this kind of mentality, from Beria just now to the current arms, Chen Xu has simply become a god, and he can provide anything with a wave of his hand.

"Massive! Are you humiliating me? Let's start by telling us how many cargo ships and planes you have! I'm afraid you won't have enough luck! Chen Xu used a toothpick to pound hard in his mouth, and the meat he ate just now was stuffed into his teeth, which was very uncomfortable.

"OK, let's not argue with you about this issue first, you give me a specific quantity and price first, and then I will arrange transportation." Although Alan had doubts, he was still willing to believe that Chen Xu was telling the truth, after all, it was not only Allen's family who received the news.

Now that the price of hard currencies such as AK47, grenades, and bullets around the world has begun to rise, everyone has made up their minds to sell them at a good price, and it is very difficult to buy them in large quantities.

"I need to make a transatlantic call first, you wait for me first, I'll go find a phone first!" Chen Xu rubbed his hands, if he wanted to say how many weapons and ammunition he had, he had to ask his eldest brother to know.

"You don't need to look for this, there are phones here that can be called to the world."

Alan raised his hand and made a phone call gesture at the bartender at the bar, the bartender who was wiping the glass nodded, and then took out a black phone from under the bar, walked over with a long telephone line, put the phone on the table and turned back.

"The service is really considerate, no wonder everyone likes to come here to talk about business." Chen Xu nodded and smiled, picked up the phone and broadcast the number.

Chen Weiguo was teaching his son to do math problems at this time, and the little guy was not serious in class, and there were few math problems assigned by the teacher who could do it. The phone at home rarely rings, and if there is something really going on, it will call the factory, and it is even rarer to call at night like this.

Probably thinking that there would be something important, Chen Weiguo told his son to do the question seriously, and then got up to answer the phone.

"Hey! I'm Chen Weiguo. Picking up the microphone, Chen Weiguo said loudly in an official tone.

"Big brother! It's me ......" Chen Xu's voice appeared on the other end of the phone.

"You kid, you still know to call home, this time it's been a few days, and there is not even a message on the road, I don't know if the family is worried about you!" Without waiting for Chen Xu to open his mouth, the eldest brother began to count him down.

"Am I not busy! Now we are talking about business, and there are some things in the factory that need to be asked to you. "Now is not the time to talk about homely affairs, Chen Xu cut things into business

"Oh! Then you ask! ”

"Can the weapons produced by our factory be bought abroad? If you export abroad, there will be no problems with the procedures. Chen Xu lowered his voice and asked.

"You don't talk nonsense, we are a military factory, as long as it does not cause diplomatic turmoil and political disputes, the weapons we produce can be sold all over the world, the problem is that no one wants it at all." Chen Weiguo responded with some gloom

"The factory building of our factory has been dismantled and cannot make weapons, but I remember you once said that there are countless ammunition depots in the mountains around Pingxiang City, among which there are ammunition in stock in our factory, and there are some things in those stocks, especially the ones that are very large." Chen Xu gave Allen on the opposite side an OK gesture, signaling that business was in trouble.

Seeing this, Alan couldn't help but clench his fists with both hands, and waited beside him with an expectant face.

"This one...... There are quite a lot of them, more than 30 122 howitzers! It was all the artillery building tasks assigned by the above, but as a result, the troops only picked up some of them, and the rest were thrown into the warehouse for more than ten years. I don't know how many shells there are, but there are always 100,000 shells, and the most are rifle bullets, which are piled up in the bomb shelter for almost seven or eight miles, and the oldest bullets are estimated to be larger than you. In addition, there are about 80,000 Type 56 rifles and some 60 mortars, but there are not many of them. ”

Chen Weiguo treasured the stocks of his own factories, and these weapons were all stored by the state for war readiness, and they were produced for the purpose of stacking warehouses. However, as the expiration date of these weapons arrives, they will be scrapped if they are piled up, so the best way to dispose of them is to sell them.

Weapons have a service life, and they will be scrapped if they fight too much! Scrapping weapons in order to consume expired ammunition is also worth the cost. Therefore, the best way is to earn foreign exchange through exports, but it is a pity that military factories have no ability to open up sales channels abroad, so they can only be piled up in warehouses and moldy day after day.

Hearing that there were so many artillery, Chen Xu rolled his eyes, no matter how bold he was, he didn't reach the level of giving the Afghan guerrillas heavy artillery, if that thing was captured by the Soviet army, the Soviet Union would have to go crazy.

Besides, without air supremacy, artillery simply cannot survive on the battlefield, and as soon as the artillery is fired, the planes of the Soviet army will come, and they will not be able to win.

"I can't sell heavy artillery, what I need most is individual weapons such as melon grenades and shoulder-fired rocket launchers, and preferably 107 multiple rocket launchers, which poor countries like the most." Chen Xu found that the most valuable items in the factory were cannons and shells, but unfortunately these were heavy weapons, and they were particularly troublesome to transport.

"How can a military factory produce all kinds of weapons, but the weapons you mentioned must have expired in the army's ammunition depot, and if you want to, they can be transferred to you immediately." Chen Weiguo said unhurriedly on the other end of the phone.

"Don't hang up the phone yet, I'll discuss it with the customer."

After Chen Xu finished speaking, he covered the phone and put it on his chest, revealing an expression of wanting to kill you, and said: "There are 80,000 Type 56 assault rifles produced by China imitating AK47 rifles, and the ammunition is unlimited, you can set a price!" ”

"There are only 80,000 AK47s, which is too few, and once the war starts, there are fires everywhere in Afghanistan, and no number of guns are enough!"

Allen's eyes lit up, he licked his lips and continued: "If I can supply 300,000 pieces at one time, I will give the unit price of each gun 200 US dollars, and a box of 5,000 bullets, and the unit price of each box is 1,200 US dollars, I need at least 30,000 boxes." ”

"The price of the bullet is reasonable, but the Type 56 is $230 a piece, and it can't be lower." Without blinking his eyes, Chen Xu raised the price of Type 56 by thirty dollars.

"OK, deal!"

"The number of rifles and bullets is so huge, can you eat it?" Chen Xu was a little worried about whether Allen was too greedy, receiving so many goods at one time, if he had indigestion and smashed his hands, he would lose a lot, and he had to be a friend.

"Don't worry about this, Afghanistan has a population of nearly 20 million, and there are at least five million men who can hold guns, and 300,000 guns are not enough to see, and I will even have to increase the order if possible." Alan is a business-minded man, and he is confident that he will not lose the business. With the war in Afghanistan raging, the price of AK47 rifles rising to $1,000 is not a problem.

Allen thought he had taken advantage, but he didn't know that Chen Xu almost didn't make a sound. Because the domestically produced Type 56 can actually be sold for $80, Allen is willing to bid $230 for one piece, and a one-time 300,000 pieces, the total price is $69 million, which is equivalent to making three times more money.

Bullets are more cost-effective, at most three cents a bullet in China, Allen's bid is $1,200 a box, and the unit price is two cents and four cents a bullet, which is converted into one yuan and four cents and four cents, which is almost five times the profit.

Taken together, this transaction alone is more than $100 million.

Even so, Chen Xu, as a producer, only made a small profit. The most lucrative arms dealer is Mr. Allen, who faces the Afghan Resistance Army, which is desperate for guns, and other second-hand arms dealers with ambitions who want to stock up rifles for resale.

He received this batch of goods for 100 million dollars, and after selling them all, he could earn at least five times the profit.

Arms is a profiteering industry, and it's true!

"Very good, the gun and bullets are ordered like this, but you can only make an official offer of 100 million US dollars, and give me the rest of the fraction as a kickback!" Chen Xu shrugged his brows and couldn't help but say excitedly.

Chen Xu doesn't care about this kickback, but the international arms trade pays attention to snakes and skins, and it is the internal rule of arms dealers to get kickbacks when they get their hands on it. If he doesn't take the initiative to ask for a kickback, Alan will stuff him with an oversized red envelope afterwards.

"Big brother! I want 300,000 Type 56 submachine guns, 30,000 boxes of ammunition, and a total price of 100 million US dollars, what do you think? Chen Xu asked imposingly on the phone.

As soon as the words fell, Chen Xu heard the sound of a broken teacup on the other end of the phone, probably because the eldest brother was frightened by such a large order.

"You kid is capable enough, it's a big business of 100 million dollars, can I disagree!" The eldest brother quickly recovered, and said in a slightly trembling voice on the other end of the phone.

"Good, you keep waiting on the phone, and I'll move on to the next project." Chen Xu nodded, and discussed the next arms with Alan again.

"Little Allen, how much do you bid for a single grenade? How much? ”

"Infantry grenades are $8 a piece, and I want a million." Little Allen felt that Chen Xu agreed to his offer so happily just now, it must have been too high, and under the slight pain, he seemed a lot more careful when making the offer.

"Nine dollars a piece! That's how I can make money. Chen Xu pretended to be very embarrassed, groaned for a while and pretended to be difficult to choose, and bit his lip before saying.

"Agreed, it's nine dollars a piece, and a million dollars is nine million dollars." Alan nodded with satisfaction, thinking that this time he had cut Chen Xu's meat.

Don't you know that the magic is one foot tall and one foot high, how can Chen Xu do a loss-making business, and the domestic melon grenade is sold for 3 dollars a piece to make a profit.

Later, Chen Xu and Allen negotiated infantry mines, anti-tank mines, squad heavy machine guns, domestic 40mm RPG bazookas, 107mm multiple rocket launchers, helmets, military spurs, telescopes, aluminum kettles, compressed biscuits, and even tens of thousands of pairs of pull-back galoshes.

Chen Xu originally wanted to sell a raincoat, but Alan rolled his eyes and decisively refused, Afghanistan is a continental climate and there is no rain for a few days a year, what is the difference between going to Afghanistan to sell raincoats and recommending a comb to a bald man.

In the end, the first international bulk trade profit project since the country's reopening was negotiated in a tavern in Peshawar, totaling 240 million US dollars. The Chinese are required to ship the negotiated arms to Kunming within a month, at which point Allen will send a fleet of family transport planes to receive the goods.

After the details of how to pay and deliver the goods were negotiated, Chen Xu called his eldest brother back again, asking him to quickly prepare all the arms and deliver them as soon as possible so that the banknotes could be safe.