Gao Jun is well aware of a truth.

Be low-key and high-profile!

It's better to know a few more rich people than to know dwarf mules.

Gao Jun asked Taylor more, this Harold's identity is nothing more than wanting to use this birthday party to advertise himself.

Send rice - 17? It's too expensive, it's reluctant.

The T55 СГМТ 7.62mm parallel machine gun mounted on the right side of the gun was removed, and only one smoothbore gun remained.

Gao Jun is really slamming the door to the extreme.

The suppressed guests suddenly became noisy, talking to each other, pointing and pointing, mainly, it seems that they have never heard of sending tanks on their birthdays.

"Yuri—" General Harold looked at him, his eyes a little excited.

Although he has a lot of power in the military, the weapons belong to the state, and this one is his own, which is placed at the door, which has a lot of face.

"Mr. Harold, this is my gift to you, and I hope you enjoy it." Gao Jun did not have a complacent face, but cautiously guaranteed, "We will be responsible for this friendship tank for life and provide free maintenance..."

Until you fall.

"Thank you, my friend." Harold gave him a heavy hug.

"All for friends!"

Harold boarded the tank with a ruddy face, but the big belly was a little difficult, and with the help of others, he succeeded, standing on it, posing for the maid who took pictures.

"Congratulations, Yuri, you're famous!" Taylor walked over and said, "This tank is worth at least $160,000!" ”

Gao Jun still had a faint smile on his expression, and applauded Harold lightly, "I will never be stingy with my friends, especially useful friends. ”

"I'm going to set up a stall at the port, some goods are too many and too miscellaneous, so it's better to sell them here." Gao Jun said.

Taylor looked around with some feeling, and some of the guests looked over, and their eyes were eager to swallow Gao Jun.

"Have you already figured out that you want to advertise with General Harold?"

Gao Jun smiled and did not answer directly.

"You say, how about buying an AK47 and getting 100 rounds of 5.45X39mm rifle cartridges free?"

Taylor was stunned, and he was a little suspicious that he had misheard, "Didn't the AK47 use 7.62 mm?" How do you give 5.45? ”

"Do you think they won't buy guns if they send bullets?" Gao Jun turned his head and asked with a smile.

I rub!

What a profiteer!

It's like...

You drew a limited skin for the king, so do you buy this hero or not? (Isn't it vivid?) ）

100 rounds of AK74 bullets are of course cheaper if Gao Jun buys them, but if they are sold, they are worth dozens of dollars, so I will sell the gun 3~4 times more expensive than the bullet, and someone will always buy it.

When you come out to mix, you have to talk about your mind.

"Now I have to think about getting support from Harold, I like to do serious business, but I don't want to be chased by the police when I set up a stall."

When Harold got off the tank, he still looked a little unsatisfied, but he also knew that the guests were there.

"Yuri, that's amazing, do you have time in two days? Let's go to the shooting range and shoot a shot! ”

"I'm sorry, General, I'm going to Jubail in three days, I have a weapons exhibition there, I'm afraid I won't have enough time."

Harold bowed, "Jubail? In the northwest corner of the Rub al-Khali Desert, such a remote town? How about I arrange for you here? ”

I'm here to make a delivery!

How can you go far and near?

"It's too much trouble for the general, but I have one thing to trouble the general."

"You say."

Gao Jun told him about his "vendor plan", and Harold thought about it carefully, and was very embarrassed, "We are a country that bans guns. ”

"Don't worry, General, I will only sell to those who have legal formalities." Gao Jun said.

Hearing his assurance, Harold also thought he was a good person, so he nodded, but still emphasized, "I can go and help you apply, but you are not allowed to sell to civilians." ”

"I'm a businessman and every one of my money is clean!"

Harold nodded with satisfaction, and after chatting with him for a few words, he went to chat with other familiar guests, and Gao Jun got what he wanted, so he stood aside contentedly.

But he is destined to be the attention of tonight.

As soon as he found a place to sit down, he saw a figure leaning over, all of them were businessmen, and Gao Jun's business cards were glowing all night.

When the birthday party ended, there was a bald middle-aged man who shook his hand vigorously, "Yuri, I'll go to the port tomorrow to get the goods, you must give it well." ”

"Don't worry, Mr. Rao, my goods are the cheapest."

The bald man said goodbye satisfied.

"Looks like you've got a lot of orders." Taylor popped up again, standing behind, and saw the small notebook that Gao Jun was carrying with him with a dense name written on it, "However, I remember that this person should be a doctor, he also needs a weapon?" ”

"Of course, most of his clients are black, and he met a 17-year-old patient who needed a liver transplant, with type 0 blood in his child, blood type A in his mother, and type AB in his father, and he had to use bullets to solve their family relationship."

It's so cold... Joke.

Gao Jun closed the notebook, "The hard work may not be able to earn back that T55." ”

"Actually, if you send a Mi-17, it will definitely be better."

Boss Gao looked at the other party as if he was looking at a fool, "I won't trade at a loss like Judas in my life!" ”

This is the "Hippopotamus of the Air", with a capacity of 27 people, allowing him to act as a mobile "lifeline" on the battlefield, and most importantly, it is durable and suitable for almost any terrain.

The price of this kind of aircraft will definitely increase in the future!

Gao Jun can exchange canned food for 2 planes, it doesn't mean that they are inferior, the average price from the 80s to the collapse of the Soviet Union was about 4.5 million US dollars, and in the 20 years after the millennium, the selling price was about 19 million US dollars.

The world-famous wronged boss A Sange once bought 48 planes for $1 billion, with an average price of more than 20 million!

What the hell are you...

In the future, I will fry arms (form a team!) ）。

Millions of dollars in goods, just given to Harold?

He's funny!

"The biggest unfairness to the goods is to sell him for less than it, even if it is a screw, in my hands, it is very valuable."

Gao Jun looked at Taylor deeply, said with a smile, and glanced at his watch, "It's a little late, can you take me to the hotel?" ”

"Of course, Yuri, I've already arranged it for you, and here, we're the most hardcore partners."

Gao Jun didn't answer this.

Because he is the man who dislikes to speak unconscionable things the most.

After bidding farewell to General Harold, he had only taken two steps when he heard a call from behind him, and the two turned back, and Blair came with his French businessman.

"Blair, is there anything wrong with you?" Taylor asked with a frown.

"I'm not here for you." He looked at Gao Jun, took out his business card from his pocket, and handed it over with both hands, "Mr. Yuri, you can find me if you need to, I can do Taylor's affairs." ”

Oh no!

It's coming... Stealing business?

Broker organizations also talk about fighting each other?

Gao Jun's eyes were happy and interested, and he glanced at Taylor, who was furious, "Can you give me a lower price?" ”

He wished that two people would bite it.

If the internal friction continues, it is Gao Jun who will benefit.

"No, no, no, the fees are all regulated, and I can't choose, but I can give you better customers."

"He needs a lot of weapons, even heavy ones."

"May I ask who it is?" Gao Jun said.

"Sorry, this is my personal relationship, if you consider using me, you can contact me at any time, don't worry, I have something to do." Blair did not urge, but said empathetically.

"I wish you a good night's sleep." As he said this, he took the French away, and the black man looked back at Gao Jun and smiled politely.

Not everyone...

Come up and find fault.

"What a condition that cannot be refused, Mr. Taylor."

……