Chapter 89: Catherine is here!
When Gao Jun and his party returned to Ronnie's residence.
The other party is watering the flowers.
But...
Your shower looks like it's made of a cannon tube.
"Yuri, come and see the flowers I planted." Ronnie invited, pointing to the first few pygmy husks with a smug expression, "It can bring me wealth, and I plan to suggest that the whole country plant it like this." β
Okay, the death buff stacks again.
But when we met SB, history tells us, don't refute him, you have to praise him, Gao Jun's face is just the right "worship" plus a mouthful of sycophants, "I think Yemen needs your leadership very much, and becoming a strong country is just around the corner!" β
"I couldn't agree more with you, you need greater wealth to accumulate yourself and buy weapons from me, Ronnie, I can bring you more of what you want."
"Can I trade these for this?" He pointed to these "weeds" and said.
Gao Jun's expression froze, but he still stubbornly said, "They have a special buyer, I don't do this business, I only sell cannons and freedom." β
"Hahaha!" Ronnie smiled happily and looked at Gao Jun, "Don't worry, Yuri, I'm a rule-talker, your guys are excellent, my people have learned to step on the gas pedal and launch, this will be useful to us, I will aim my cannon at the congressional assembly, they will definitely give me an extra vote when the time comes." β
"Sometimes, the caliber is more effective than the speech." Gao Jun smiled and said, "However, I heard from your agent that you have been in a bad situation lately?" But I'm coming, likeβ" he spread his hand and looked left and right, "it's safe here." β
"You know what? Last night my opponent, Lawson, was killed by his brother, and he called and we were at peace for the time being. β
He's dead?!
Is it so slippery?
The change of leaders in this place is really more diligent than the change of underwear of a dog author.
"It's a real... No, good news. β
I almost said what was in my heart.
"But I'm going to raid them at night, even the peace written in the United Nations can be erased, not to mention the verbal agreement, tonight, I'm going to let my tank troops press over, Yuri, when will the remaining 10 arrive?"
You're going to do a backstab.
I'm still too young.
I thought they could get a face, but it turned out to...
I don't even want my ass!
Gao Jun was thinking, should he sell this news to the other side? And then sell a batch of RPGs? Or anti-tank mines?
"It should be in these hours."
"I don't want you to delay my plans." Ronnie said.
"Don't worry, if the tank doesn't come, I'll take a rifle and work for you, of course, I'll charge for it." Gao Jun livened up the atmosphere.
Ronnie handed the "barrel shower" to the side and walked towards the house, "Those damn civilians have been paying me a lot less taxes lately, which has made me very poor, and the Yemeni market is full of guns, you see, in some places even a chicken can be exchanged, and being able to buy a tank for 200,000 dollars has hollowed out the bottom of my American bank." β
"So...," Gao Jun asked.
"I need more powerful, but cheaper weapons."
When you're trading, you'll always come across the idea that these slashers are eager to buy Barrett from you for a dollar.
"You get what you pay for, Ronnie, the most important thing I care about in business is reputation, and I have enough gunpowder in every bullet in my firearm."
"You'll have a way!" Ronnie stared at him.
Gao Jun frowned, a little headache, "Okay, okay, I'll contact the President of the United States later, and ask him to arrange some qualified and cheap cannons for me!" β
"I don't want to hear disappointing news, I'm the person who advocates optimism." Ronnie grinned.
You can always encounter some neuropathy while trading.
It's like you look at your boss and always feel a little stupid?
Gao Jun can't talk to this guy at all, but in business, some people sell their temperament, some people sell their dignity, Boss Gao, sell everything, as long as it is valuable.
I chatted with him for more than an hour, and the other party actually talked about life after retirement, you really think, I think it won't be long before you have to be hung up.
Seeing that the soldiers couldn't talk, Victor hurried at the door to run in, but was stopped by the guards.
"Boss, the goods have arrived!"
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Walking out of the living room, Gao Jun glanced at Ronnie who got into the car and began to complain.
"Do the poor have the right to use heavy artillery? NOοΌ No! Do you want me to advance money for him to buy it? I think I should get him a psychiatrist! Gao Jun lowered his voice and said to Taylor.
"Do you know how I felt when he told me he didn't have any money?"
Taylor cooperated with a curious look.
"Nausea, want to throw up, dizziness!" Gao Jun described it, "It's like listening to a bad joke in Siberia." β
"I swear, next time I do business with me, I want to see the proof of assets!"
This kind of thing is very common.
Do you know the Mexican bigwigs?
Their goods are basically not provided to customers with a certain market share of less than a certain number, nor to the kind of unscrupulous merchants who take them back and re-blend themselves, because they feel that it will embarrass them.
But Gao Jun is just angry talk, is he qualified to pick a buyer now?
People pouted their butts, and he had to wipe them with paper.
However, you have to give money, and if you don't give money, you will collapse with a bazooka!
Four or five cars drove towards the previous gas station.
It's about twenty minutes.
I saw five full trailers parked neatly, and Bancroft was smoking cigarettes in place, talking to those who looked like drivers, and when they heard the horn, they all turned their heads.
"Wait, don't give me any!" Bancroft knocked out a twitter next to him with a punch, cursed, and glared before running towards Gao Jun.
Boss Gao looked him up and down, the other party's eyes were bloodshot, obviously he hadn't slept well, "It's hard." Reaching out to help him dust off his body, he continued with a smile, "When I go back to the United States, I will get you a neat suit, this is really sloppy." β
Bancroft smiled and nodded.
"What's going on?" Gao Juncai asked about what happened just now.
"They are asking for a price increase, otherwise they will not unload the goods."
Sudden Sudden Rush!
As soon as he finished saying this, he heard a burst of gunshots, and everyone looked over to see Ronnie shooting at the drivers.
"Is this your work-related injury?" Gao Jun looked at Taylor, who twitched out of the corner of his eye, "We hate violent business the most!" β
"But we don't pay." He explained, "Barbarians! β
But what Gao Jun cares about now is...
Will these full trailers be towed?
"The most important thing I hate is people who don't tell their promises!" In the back, Ronnie could be heard pointing to the corpse and scolding, "There are no rules at all, young people now!" β
"It looks like we've saved another amount of money." Gao Jun also didn't agree with the other party's methods, it was too brutal, he was a Sven.
"By the way, boss, when we were in the port of Jeddah, we met a person, she was standing in a crowded place with a sign, looking for an Asian surnamed Gao, I remember you..."
Gao Jun frowned, and he used a nickname when he came out to mix.
Who will know their last name?
"Where?"
Bancroft pointed to the door of the gas station not far away, and the more Gao Jun looked at it, the more familiar it became, and his eyebrows trembled.
"Kay... Catherine! β
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