Chapter 180: Do you think, I'm scared?
African "tycoons" rarely make money in North America or Europe, and they prefer to spend huge sums of money to renovate the "royal palace" locally. ”
After all, for them, the colonial rule has not been over for long, the European gentlemen, the dimples are full of blood, and the most important thing is that there is its own power here, can it be safer than here?
Hassan's official residence, for example, cost him nearly $17 million!
All are designed by the European design team, covering an area of 15,000 square meters, and there is a huge sculpture in the middle, about 8 meters, which is holding a javelin, facing the west, and the muscles of the whole body are depicted vividly.
"This sculpture cost me $780,000 and was bought from the black market in North America, I heard that it was a famous sculptor in Mexico, what is it called Javier..."
"Javier Volsky." Tang Dao continued, and the former smiled and nodded: "Yes, I can't imagine that Mr. Nicholas still has research on sculpture?" ”
"When I used to study, I liked modern art, and I felt that there was the life we wanted in them."
Tang Dao walked into the door side by side with Hassan as he spoke, and the bodyguards behind him were protected layer by layer, looking very magnificent, and there was also a reflection on the top floor, obviously there were "heavy weapons" on it.
Listening to Tang Dao's evaluation of art, the latter's face did not show impatience, but looked like he was listening.
I have to say that, to a certain extent, this guy is more "civilized" than Aideed.
But such a person is also full of unknown variables, he is too calm.
A soldier with a slight punch consciously opened the door, and in the restaurant, a long table of about 5 meters was full of seafood delicacies, lobsters close to 50 centimeters, and suckling pigs that were hung, and steaks that were being fried, if this card alone was in the United States, it would be at least close to 100,000 US dollars.
The Australian lobster has to be worth a lot of money.
Sure enough, when you have money, you learn to enjoy.
Tang Dao felt that in this regard, he had to learn like him.
"Please take a seat, I know that Mr. Nicholas has studied in the United States, and I specially invited the best Western chef from South Africa, I hope you will like it." Hassan is very polite, and the language is also very gentle.
"Oh God, it's just hearty."
Tang Dao tilted his head and said with a smile, "I thought I came to the White House, no, those Yankees don't necessarily have this kind of treatment." ”
Hassan smiled happily and put a napkin on his legs, which... Will blacks know this etiquette too?
He cut the steak with a knife and fork, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and then swallowed it, his face was full of comfort, his hands were on the table, and he looked at the Tang knife who was dining, "My favorite is beef, the taste is chewy, your teeth must be hard enough, or it won't be enough to tear it off." ”
That's what you say.
"Then General Hassan will have to borrow tools, no matter how tough this beef is, it is not cut off by a knife." Tang Dao cut the beef with a knife, as if he didn't understand the meaning, "Can this living person still suffocate urine?" ”
When did this old black learn to point fingers and scold Huai.
Could it be that God has lost a bit of IQ DNA?
The other party is comparing himself to tearing beef, and the Southern Alliance, led by him, wants to swallow Aideed!
Isn't it just to talk about the arms business when you are invited?
There are about 10 cities in the Southern Union, and in addition to Mogadishu, the second largest city, Hargeisa, and the third largest city, Kismayo, are all in the south.
But how can those old beauties be so kind?
I'm afraid, this Ingram light submachine gun is not cheap.
Sure enough, Hassan went on, he put down his knife and fork, and rudely unloaded the pincers of the Australian lobster, the meat was still steaming, and it seemed to make people have an appetite, and he put the meat into the bowl and said, "Actually, Mr. Nicholas, you should know that I invited you to the South with the intention of cooperating with you." ”
"Cooperation?" Tang Dao pretended not to understand, "Please speak." ”
"Somalia has been divided for too long, it's time to reunify." Hassan spoke.
Unification?
What the hell are you kidding?
If you stop the war, what money will Lao Tzu make?
Moreover, including the tycoons who control the African chessboard in the back, also want him to collapse, after all, the money of retail investors is the most difficult to make, and the bigwigs who sit in the splendor do not want a truce, the reputation of the weapons proving ground still belongs to Africa in the 90s, and you think that there is no one else behind the Somali pirates?
This world is more terrifying than you can imagine.
Safe?
That's just relative, before you come into contact with this level, you are a safe salted fish, and if you do, you are a salted fish waiting to be slaughtered.
Of course, Tang Dao thought so in his heart, but there was a different expression on his face, and he nodded in affirmation, "I think it's right, peace is what human beings yearn for, quiet is life, and Somali shells are enough to fill the Gulf of Aden, and I support it very much." ”
Anyway, if you support it, you only need to rely on two sentences of language, and you don't need money.
But who knew that Hassan's grandson was even more shameless, very direct and simple, "I want you to support us." ”
In the tank?
Are you kidding!
Does Lao Tzu look like a charity ambassador?
I'm a businessman.
When Tang Dao was about to speak, the long-lost system voice came out again.
[Side Quest: Dig Meat!] Occupy 40% of the weapons business in Hassan or the Southern Alliance, failure: no punishment, reward: a random firearm blueprint, an intelligence team (no less than 7 people), a combat team (no less than 10 people), and a special talent! One ticket to the International Arms and Defense Congress (random). 】
This reward is really generous!
Tang Dao has never encountered a system so generous so far, and the tickets for the Weapons Defense Conference alone are already very precious.
This can even be said to be a necessary path to formalization.
After all, have you ever seen a second-class arms dealer set up a stall?
However, having said that, again, this requirement is not low, 40% of the weapons account for the proportion, if you get it, it will be a huge order, even more abundant than Eritrea.
"How do you want me to support you?" Tang Dao asked after a deep groan.
Hassan had actually been staring at the other party, and the other party's facial expressions all fell into his eyes, looking at him like this, he was very vigilant, so he laughed and took a sip of red wine, "I want you to stop selling weapons to the Aideed forces." ”
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Tang Dao suddenly raised his head, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at Hassan, the other party's status in his heart was declining rapidly, it turned out that he was also an idiot, and he thought that a smart person had finally come, so he shook his head with a smile, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and went back to the chair, "Are you kidding?" General Hassan, I am a businessman, and I have no reason to refuse my buyer, and I will not be reluctant to pay for dollars. ”
Ensuring fairness is the most basic work ethic of a businessman.
"No!" Hassan's face retracted, "I'm not kidding, if you continue to sell him weapons, you will be an enemy of our Southern Alliance... If it's an enemy. He paused and said, "We'll be very welcome." ”
The air froze all at once.
Everyone in the restaurant was feeling the pressure.
Especially Hassan's guards began to touch the guns with their hands, and some people had even opened the insurance, the little angel and the others were tight, looking around with their whole body control, and their hands were slowly touching behind them, slowly approaching the Tang knife, if there was a little conflict, they could ensure that they could protect him as soon as possible, but this is someone's territory, there are many people, and it is not easy to really kill you.
Tang Dao squinted, his fingers tapping on the table.
Boom... Boom... Boom.
He was the only voice in the entire space.
But it suddenly stopped, he sat up straight, leaned forward slightly, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Hassan, do you think I'm scared?" ”
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