Inside the hotel room.

Gao Jun, who took off his suit, stood by the window with his left hand in his pocket and a cigarette in his right hand, looking left and right at the newspaper.

frowned, very unhappy.

When the pigeons were released, they lost at least hundreds of thousands of dollars, and the cost and time of transportation were wasted.

"!"

He threw the newspaper on the couch indignantly and complained, "Is the area so peaceful in this area?" ”

If you can't do it, you can only go to Afghanistan once.

But what the hell are you...

Go to that place and sell Soviet weapons.

Didn't you go to South Africa to sell gold?

In fact, it is normal for buyers to skip orders, such as sudden peace and the signing of a ceasefire agreement, these are all changes, so what arms dealers hate the most is peace.

Angry is angry, but what can be done?

You can't really buy and sell.

An arms dealer is a businessman, not a bandit.

But Gao Jun always felt that something was wrong, he was like... Someone pry into the corner? Because Nasser said he had found a buyer.

He narrowed his eyes.

In this way, I have to take a good look at which "master" cut off my financial path.

Glance...

It's something I can mess with.

I am high for someone's order, you dare to grab it?

Gao Jun spit out a smoke ring, which is a bit interesting.

However, tomorrow I will meet with a big customer, and I will press this matter first.

He's a stubborn braincase.

You can suffer a loss, but you can't suffer a big loss, suffering a loss is a blessing, it is just a self-comfort for the bottom people.

If you can't afford to provoke yourself who pries the corner, then you will be at a loss.

If you can afford to mess with it.

How many ashtrays can you put on your head?

A poisonous snake's gaze injected into the night sky of the entire desert, opened its mouth, tore at the sky, and after biting down, it was found that the taste of US dollars was quite fragrant.

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Next.

Gao Jun went to the exhibition early in the morning, his eyes were relatively heavy, his main concerns were complicated, a large number of orders were lost, and he had to lose money, and he was on fire all night, and his mouth was foaming.

At this point, the exhibition was very empty, and there were scattered mercenaries stopping in the firearms area, and the people sent by Taylor yawned at a discount and introduced weakly.

Gao Jun felt that he still lacked talents in this area, so he couldn't do everything by himself, and when he returned to the United States, he had to open the company and find a few people who knew the roots.

It's better not to be very principled.

He admires this kind of person, but he is not willing to cooperate with this kind of person.

"Ambrera?!"

As I was strolling, I heard a loud and rough cry, and almost everyone in the entire exhibition hall square followed the sound.

Gao Jun raised his head and saw a few people standing not far away, the one who opened his mouth was a white man, wearing a sea soul shirt and dark green nylon pants underneath.

"Miller!" Ambrera, who was standing behind him, shouted in the same surprise, glanced at the boss, who bowed his head, and trotted over.

Gao Jun glanced at Scottis, who leaned over and introduced, "Joseph. Miller, we used to work together for the Afghan rebels, and then after the organization was disbanded, we dispersed. ”

"But I heard that he belongs to the NOCS, the Italian dignitaries protection group, but I don't think it can be trusted, that level of secrecy will not simply let you quit."

"He formed his own mercenary group?" Gao Jun's gaze roamed back and forth over the several people behind the other party.

"Yes, Armed with God."

Gao Jun bowed his head, muttered a few words in his mouth, and saw Ambrera walking over with the other party.

"Boss, this is Miller."

"Mr. Yuri, I've heard of you, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Gao Jun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Am I that famous?" ”

"I don't know about other places, but you're famous in this border area, and not every arms dealer is wanted by Iraqis."

"Fame is a danger."

"But it's also wealth, isn't it?" Miller asked rhetorically.

Gao Jun looked at the strong man in front of him who was half a head taller than himself, and said to Ambrera, "Your friend is very interesting, this is my business card, if you ask me to buy weapons in the future, I can give you a 20% discount." ”

Miller took the business card, but apparently he didn't want this very much, and when he saw that Gao Jun was about to leave, he hurriedly shouted, "Mr. Yuri, I have a business here, do you want to think about it?" ”

Boss Gao turned around, "Is there anything I can do to help you?" ”

"I have a business plan that we can talk about."

"I don't think we're in the same kind of business, you can only give your life to one side of the battlefield to the other, but I want both sides to lose."

"No, no, no, my business is, you can invest in us." Miller hurriedly said, "You just need to provide us with bullets and introduce business, and we can engrave your company's name on our flag." ”

Clear!

Is this pulling sponsorship?

But Gao Jun heard two words: "White prostitute!" ”

"With all due respect, Monsieur Miller, your flag may not be as famous as the white flag of the Italians, and if I had been born in World War II and surrendered on the battlefield of hundreds of thousands of people, such a big scene, if they needed sponsorship, I would have been glad to do so." Gao Jun looked at the other party after speaking, this kind of almost insulting words, Miller was very calm as an Italian.

On the contrary, his players were dissatisfied.

“50%！ As long as you can help us introduce customers and provide weapons, I can give you half of the profit from the order. ”

That's what it sounds like.

Gao Jun became interested at this time, "Find a place to sit down and talk slowly." ”

Miller hesitated, nodded in agreement.

The group came to a café outside the street, it was very cold inside, found a place to sit down, ordered coffee, Gao Jun pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and lit it by himself.

"I'm interested in what you said, but I want 85%." Elbows propped up on the table, looking at each other and said.

Miller's expression was instantly ugly.

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse, listen to my plan, I won't take this money for nothing, I can sponsor any of your weapons, yes, in addition to guns, bazookas, tanks, and even helicopter gunships."

Even Ambrera was surprised by this.

Oh, the boss has changed?

"But ......" Gao Jun made a long sound, lit the ash on the ground, and glanced at Miller, "We have to have an internal evaluation, I plan to divide it into four levels: S, A, B, and C, with the lowest sponsorship of $20,000, $40,000 for B, $80,000 for A-grade, and $200,000 for S-grade!" ”

"Of course, this money can only be exchanged for corresponding weapons and other materials, and the bullets are free, but this is only temporary, and it won't be long before the sponsorship will rise, what do you think?"

It's not like...

What does a security labor dispatch company do?

I'll give you a piece of clothing, and then teach you to stand guard, talk, and patrol, this is called investment, and the property gives me 3,000 yuan, and I will give you 600 yuan, which is called a commission, if you have an accident.

Not necessarily insured.

Of course, this refers to the irregular.

But you see...

Is Gao Jun like a regular one?

You don't have to pay a basic salary, just give some weapons, for an arms dealer, you can't buy 20,000 US dollars, or even a gun, but if they live a long time, they won't be wiped out.

You can take a monthly cut by yourself!

The upside is that you don't have to worry about logistics and you don't have to wait for the market to pick them.

If you are a mercenary, you will also meet an employer who does not pay.

What can you do?

Anti-fucking?

What can be done other than to hasten the downfall of employers?

And if you change to someone with a background, it's good to ask for debt.

Providing war services to people is also one of the jobs of arms dealers.

Miller was still hesitant, "We need to think about it. ”

"Of course, there is no hurry, however, it is very passive to go out and fight alone, if you are willing, you can contact me, and I will stay in Jubail for a while."

Gao Jun took out $100, pressed it on the table, and said with a smile, "You drink slowly, you can get some more food, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first, I'm sorry." ”

With that, he walked towards the door.

Ambrera turned back and gestured to Miller.

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