Volume 7 Chapter 819 The Mysterious Guest
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While the rat was arguing with Alameen, the wall clock on the wall, inlaid with various diamonds, walked towards 8:30 p.m. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The faces of several directors showed impatience when Chairman George? Clooney arrived belatedly under the escort of two capable bodyguards.
Seeing the tall white man walking into the conference hall with a thick cigar in his mouth, the mouse's eyes flickered, and he was very afraid of this mysterious chairman.
Because Clooney is from the United States, from Miami, the world's largest underground arms trading market, according to legend, this person used to be the largest underground arms dealer in Miami, and has close relations with many American arms companies and even the American team.
Such a chairman with an 'American background' is undoubtedly feared in the underground arms black market. Not because Clooney is from the United States, but because of Clooney's strength, he can get many advanced weapons in service in the United States.
The underground black market is a buyer's market for conventional ordinary arms, and a seller's market for sensitive and advanced weapons. Ordinary people are not qualified to buy at all, don't think that if you have money, you can really do it, this is a world with its own rules.
Clooney's brown eyes rolled, looking at everyone in the conference hall like a scanner, and he waved his hand to signal the bodyguards behind him to go out, and when the others saw this, they all ordered their guards to go outside.
The following conversation is likely to be classified, and no one can trust an arms dealer, not even a bodyguard to protect his life.
"It's nice that everybody's here." Clooney's gaze paused on the mouse's face for a second, then nodded and smiled.
This opening sentence made the faces of several directors change. Some people are vigilant in their hearts, not knowing what is being discussed at today's meeting and whether there will be danger.
"Bringing all of you here today is for a very important thing, a huge cake that could involve billions of dollars, and I'm talking about every year." Clooney took a puff on his cigar and said calmly after exhaling a smoke ring.
The rat noticed that when Clooney spoke, the five fingers of his left hand were stretched and contracted, as if he was grasping something.
Clooney's words made the eyes of several directors in the conference hall glow green, as an almost the world's top underground arms dealer, no one is short of money, but no one hates money, and even racked his brains to deal with many forces for those damn dollars and euros, to create contradictions and wars, in order to sell the 'cheap arms' in his hands in exchange for large sums of money and diamonds.
As far as the mouse knows, many underground arms dealers live in luxury villas worth tens of millions of dollars, but they are busy for a week for tens or millions of orders.
Arms dealers are very rich, even if they are just one agent, the benefits they receive every year are astronomical, not to mention that many agents also run their own arms business.
This is a group of deeply hidden nouveau riche, they are not stingy, they like to squander the money they have earned so much, they don't know what to save, once they have a business, each of them can become an emotionless shark, bloody pounce on it to snatch their share of food.
Clooney's 'multi-billion dollar cake a year'. It was undoubtedly a shot of chicken blood, and several directors who were beaten were shaking with excitement like a sieve.
A member of the board of directors from the United Kingdom rubbed his hands together and asked in a very vulgar manner, "Chairman, have you received an order from a certain country?" ā
In the underground arms black market, customers are not only those gangsters and various non-political axe armed groups, but also those countries that are subject to international sanctions, which are the real big customers and big buyers. The country's economic strength and armed forces are undoubtedly strong and have extremely strong purchasing power, but because of political factors, it is difficult for some sanctioned countries to buy satisfactory arms even if they have money, so the role of the underground arms black market is highlighted.
As long as you have the money, I can prepare an aircraft carrier battle group for you!
This is what a well-known underground arms dealer often says to those big customers.
The governor from the United Kingdom thinks that with billions of trade volume every year, who has such strength except for the country? Even countries, those that are strong, and internationally, are just a few.
A considerable number of the board members also agreed with the British board member, and they all believed that Clooney had found a national customer and could not eat it himself, so he was willing to take out this 'delicious cake' and share it with everyone.
Some directors have even calculated in their hearts how many good things they have in their hands, whether the stock is enough to get the largest share of this feast, and if not, whether they should urgently mobilize a batch over?
At the beginning, he also thought that Clooney had found a national customer, which is not uncommon in the underground black market, but ordinary national customers will not have such a large purchasing power. The rat sifted through the countries he knew with such purchasing power in his mind, but he felt that none of them matched what Clooney said.
If it's just a multi-billion dollar order, rats believe it, but with such a large trade volume every year, it's not easy. Even among the military powers in the world today, few of them have billions of dollars to buy arms every year.
"Chairman, I don't think we're here to hear jokes." At this moment, a strange tone came from the mouse's side, it was the governor Alamien from South Africa.
Alamien was born in South Africa, and South Africa's racial policy has lasted for many years, and as a black man, Alamien was born with little affection for white people, even if the other party is the chairman.
He also realized that the big cake that Clooney was talking about was definitely not an order from one country, and that it was impossible for a country to spend billions of dollars every year on the black market for arms.
Perhaps unwilling to see Clooney's contrived attitude, Alameen spoke out.
Someone who can become the chairman of the Underground Arms Alliance will naturally not be angry because of a word, and Clooney even glanced at Alameen with appreciation.
"This is not a state order, but I can also guarantee that what I say is true." Clooney seems to be planning to figure it out, and he doesn't go into details.
"Don't worry, everyone, before we get down to business, I want to introduce two friends to everyone, and if you allow it, I'll let them in." Clooney said with a smile on his face.
Everyone doesn't know why Clooney is introducing 'friends' to everyone at this time. But the people who can sit here are all shrewd people, and it soon became clear that the people who came were probably related to the 'big cake' in Clooney's mouth.
In a few moments, the door to the chamber was pushed open, and one of Clooney's bodyguards walked in with two men. More than a dozen scrutinizing eyes looked at the past, carefully looking at who the person was sacred.
The mouse was no exception, the two men who appeared in his eyes, one was a tall but somewhat lean white man, seeing this person, the mouse's eyes shrank, he recognized this person, and I believe that the other directors will not be unfamiliar with this person.
Because this skinny tall white man is the famous Victor? Bout, a legendary arms dealer.
Without me, there are countries that would not have been able to fight a war at all, and there is a basic arms trade in the world: white legal, black illegal, and my favorite color, gray.
This is Bout's 'famous quote', he once controlled the arms trade in Africa, the Middle East and Afghanistan, until the beginning of this century, Bout's influence in the underground arms black market was gradually squeezed out by the rising stars of all sides.
This is a cunning fox, and many believe that the shrinking of the arms transport and sales network controlled by Bout is solely due to his own realization that this situation continues, offending not only his peers, but many others. His strength alone is simply not enough to confront the world, so taking out a part of the market has become his way of self-preservation.
Seeing Bout, the rumor that the 'Bout' who was arrested in Thailand circulating in the underground arms black market was just a stand-in was confirmed, and the Bout who appeared in front of him, some of the people present here had dealt with him before, and he belonged to the kind of person who could be known when he turned into ashes.
"Oh my God, it's Bout, you're ......," the director from England exclaimed when he saw the tall, thin white man.
He is from the United Kingdom, and he naturally knows Bout very well about the legendary arms dealer, and he also knows that what happened in Thailand last year was entirely because Britain, the United States and other countries felt that Bout's use value was gone, so under the impetus of the secret forces of all parties, he was exposed in Thailand in presiding over an arms deal in Southeast Asia, and then was arrested by the Thai authorities.
The mouse also looked at this 'legend' for a long time, because many of the arms transportation and smuggling networks of the Xingchen Group in Africa are the blank areas of the market left by this person. In a sense, he is tantamount to 'robbing' Bout's business.
Then his gaze shifted to the other person, a Middle Eastern who was not wearing the 'representative dress' Arabic robes, but the rat who often interacted with Middle Easterners was sure at a glance that the other person was an Arab.
The Arab was not very old, about thirty years old, and in the conference hall, he was considered young, about the same age as the mouse himself. Such a 'young man' can be deliberately introduced to everyone by Clooney, in addition to the ability to defy the sky, that is, he has a strong background, and the mouse thinks that the most likely is the second person.
I wonder which organization this Arab represents? The mouse's eyes narrowed, and he thought secretly.
(To be continued)