Jabr Air Base should be said to be the safest place in Kuwait!

Although it is very close to Kuwait City, because of the United Nations troops, it naturally forms a natural "green zone", and it is impossible for a fool to run to this point.

Do you think anyone can snatch air supremacy over the head of the US military?

It is no exaggeration to say that in the short term, no country should have this advantage.

Many industrial chains have been formed around the "Green Zone".

There are even custom places!

When Gao Jun and his party walked to the door, they saw a white man in a suit followed by four or five coolly dressed women, who were pulling a few officers to bargain in the bright light.

He couldn't help but take a second look.

"That's Sykes, Bahrainis, those women, you can come once for $60, the protection is good, and..."

Gao Jun glanced at him in surprise, and the other party's unfinished look was definitely cared for.

However, it is understandable.

Like this Jabeur Air Force Base, I have never seen a woman at all, as the saying goes: in the days when there are no women, it is fun to flirt with men.

Where there is a need, there is a service.

In this world, the last thing that should be missing is... Streetlight!

It must be beautiful to hang on.

"It's a bit expensive." Gao Jun looked at the women.

"That's how the price of the battlefield is, I heard that a fried rice in the Chinese restaurant costs 10 US dollars (1991 exchange rate: 43RMB)," Heinsberg said next to him.

"So tall?"

Boss Gao's expression was surprised, but he also nodded very understandingly, after all, this kind of thing has never been said to be rich and dangerous.

He didn't have much time to get to know the prostitute, and Rabe on the phone didn't look very good, so he had to go and see it himself.

"Chinese Dragon" restaurant!

This is in a relatively remote part of the green zone, and this area is all in the catering industry, at least Gao Jun also saw the army hot pot.

That's right, that thing was supposed to be picked up on the ground, mixed together, and then some people praised it for its deliciousness.

When the prisoners of war came, they all had to turn over the Geneva Conventions!

If the Italians had eaten army hot pot at the beginning, they would have given you a special shot on the brain, just you, and you still want us to surrender?

However, not to mention, there are people who actually eat it.

South Korea was one of the participating countries.

"Let's let, let's go."

Surrounded by a lively group of people at the door of the Chinese restaurant, Miller and Tonikov pushed away when they went up, and some people wanted to scold their mothers dissatisfied, but when they saw the posture, they still kept their mouths shut.

Standing outside, you can see two groups of people facing each other, and the floor is full of broken tables, chairs and glass.

"How did this happen? If someone else wants to work, you have smashed the field. Gao Jun stood in the doorway, sighed twice, and looked up to see Rabe confronting seven or eight black men.

"Yuri!"

When Rabe saw him, he cried out with a tone of joy.

They know each other?!

The black man's expression suddenly became embarrassed.

Gao Jun smiled, picked up a chair in front of him, kicked off the bottle fragments on the ground, and set them up properly, "What's the matter?" ”

"When these people eat, they insult our faith!" Rabe said angrily, and then elaborated a lot, it turned out that when they came to dinner, the black man next to them happened to be there, and the other party had a little drink, and one of the people above all muttered a few jokes about faith.

A few of the people who came to eat with Rabe were devout believers, and they paid it off and went straight to work.

But the black man doesn't look at the brain, he has strength in his hands and feet, and he was stunned to press the powerful Rabe and others to beat him up, no, if he loses the fight, he will shout people.

Gao Jun doesn't care how much is true or false.

Who told him to join Rabe?

What is called helping relatives and not helping, in this bird place, whoever has a big fist will be reasonable.

Gao Jun bowed his head, looked at the black man, and pondered, "You shouldn't have a background, right?" ”

See!

You have to ask clearly, it's not good to wait for someone who will beat a certain general.

"Sierra Leonean mercenaries, I've seen them." Miller's eyes flashed, and he said with a glance.

"We are subordinate to the military!" The leading black man shouted at this.

Sierra Leone, founded in 1971...

It's still in civil strife.

But they still sent an "expeditionary force", which also had 500 men, and a third of the Gambian army.

But the mercenaries who came out around the military were very miscellaneous and chaotic!

But the head of the black man is also more aware of current affairs, and not everyone is an idiot, "I am willing to apologize for this incident for my people." ”

When people are under the roof, they have to be cowardly!

Gao Jun raised his eyebrows, the other party was quite reasonable, he pressed Tony's hand, "Don't take out the grenade so early, scare others." ”

"What do you think?" He asked, looking at Rabe.

The latter was very aggrieved, but he also understood that if he wanted to have a conflict outside the Abel Air Force Base, he would be the one who would suffer at that time.

The old American people standing outside watching the joke are holding their hands, and if you hurt one of them, hehe, you see what the gendarmes at the base will do to you.

Rabe could only nod depressedly.

The black leader came over to apologize very happily, and his eyes looked very sincere, and then helped his drunken companion away, and the other party was a little hard.

Both eyes are swollen.

"Want revenge?" Gao Jun may have seen Rabe's unwillingness, after all, for them, faith is really important.

Never, never, never try to provoke other people's thousands of years of culture, just like you don't stand in front of Indians and say lizards, sewers, goats......

Otherwise, you'll die laughing.

"We have a saying, without 100,000 points of preparation, please press your anger into your chest, excessive unwillingness, will only affect your reason, only wild dogs, follow instinct."

Rabe's remarks were a bit philosophical.

Every civilization can come out of war, and naturally it has its own reason.

Gao Jun smiled and turned his head to look at the two young Asian Americans standing there, the other party looked at the embarrassment all over the ground, obviously a little helpless.

"Are you the boss here?" He said it directly in Chinese.

Can a Chinese restaurant still be opened by a foreigner?

Not necessarily!

Ganchuan Xiang and Northeast people open it. (Nothing else!) ）

As soon as the two Asian young people heard this, they came to their senses, and they saw one of them walking out with glasses, their eyes looked at Rabe and Miller and others standing behind him with weapons, and shrunk their heads, "Hello, my name is Liu Lei, this is my friend Luo Min, are you also Chinese?" ”

Gao Jun bowed his head slightly, and said very friendly, "Hello, how long have you been in Kuwait?" ”

"I've been here for five years, and I've been here to open a restaurant, and it's not a good business, so I asked an old friend to come and help, and he has only been here for four months." Liu Lei smiled bitterly and swept the broken glass slag to the side with his foot.

As soon as he said this, Gao Jun became interested, pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, handed it over, Liu Lei hurriedly took it with both hands and thanked him, Luo Min nodded very shyly and restrainedly.

"How's your restaurant business? Shouldn't it be good, right? ”

"It's okay, mix up food and clothing." Although Liu Lei said this, his eyes were full of satisfaction, and he was a little insincere.

Asians are like that, low-key modesty is modesty, but I have to show you that I'm making money.

Boss Gao had an expression that I understood, "Can you bring me a fried rice?" ”

"Of course, wait a minute, Amin, I'll do it, you accompany me..."Liu Lei said and looked at Gao Jun.

"My surname is Gao."

"Mr. Gao!"

Luo Minmu nodded stunned, and when Liu Lei ran in, he looked very nervous.

"Don't be so restrained, we are outside, the fellows see the fellows, it's too late to be enthusiastic, sit down, and talk with me." Gao Jun said with a smile, Tonikov and the others next to him had already sorted out a table and swept away the debris on the ground.

He sat down on a chair, looked at Luo Min, and waited for the other party's butt to hit the stool, and then looked at the wall, egg fried rice for $10, pigeon soup for $3 a bowl (renewable), beef for $7 a piece...

This price is simply that Kennedy took a convertible and lived to the end!

The pigeon soup is 3 US dollars, the old actor must be a pigeon, add more water, add some left ingredients to boil it again, and it can be sold again.

"That's not a low price." Gao Jun said.

"Actually, we're cheap, the Indian next to me sells mineral water, $15 a bottle, it's very muddy, and my foot washing water is cleaner than that." Luo Min hurriedly said, "The price of goods in the war zone is like this, I heard that the current Kuwait City, it is even more expensive, at least 3 times, last time there was a Yin Lak person called us to send 20 takeaways, give 400 US dollars, Brother Lei didn't let go, it's too dangerous, the fighter jet is flying in the sky, and a bomb can't run far." ”

Gao Jun didn't hear anything else, but he heard about 20 takeaways, $500!

According to the cost of a takeaway of 3~6 US dollars, the maximum is 120 US dollars, which can earn about three times the price!

It's enough to put your life on the line.

"You're in a good business, aren't you?"

Luo Min laughed dryly, "It's okay, there can be one hundred and eighty people a day." ”

When Gao Jun heard this, he was a little upset, with a turnover of more than 800 US dollars a day, 4,000 yuan according to the RMB exchange, 120,000 yuan a month...

This is 1991, make some money and go back, with a wife, a house, and a business!

Just as he was about to continue asking, he saw Liu Lei come out with fried rice and put it on the table, "Mr. Gao, come and taste authentic Yangzhou fried rice." ”

"Thank you." Gao Jun smiled at him, picked up the fast son, picked it up, and put it in his mouth, well... Very ordinary!

It's not as delicious as I thought, that is, it is normal.

Can you still eat flowers?

However, it was still very attractive to Gao Jun, who had not eaten domestic food for a long time, so he changed it to a spoon and continued to dry a few large bites.

"The Ronin Who Started from Douluo"

"It tastes good."

Liu Lei and Luo Min looked at each other and smiled.

"Boss Liu, do you want to make the business bigger?" Gao Jun pressed the balled rice with a spoon, kissed coldly, and raised his head to look at the other party.

"What? What do you mean? Liu Lei asked with a spasm on his right eyelid.

"I want to invest in you."

Gao Jun didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, and continued to speak, "The war zone is so big, and there are many mercenaries and warmongers pouring in, and they are fully capable of trying Chinese food." ”

"This..."

In fact, few people in this era will agree to invest, because they think, if you invest in shares, then it is not my final say, this is not my foundation.

I don't know when it was snatched by you.

But Liu Lei has been abroad for four or five years, and the impact and impact are still relatively large, and to be honest, who wants a broken restaurant?

In Kuwait you only need to bribe local officials and you get a shop.

"How to invest?" He asked.

Gao Jun looked left and right, okay, no napkins, "I'll invest 20,000 US dollars in you, I account for 80% of the shares, open a takeaway service, you don't have to worry about safety on the road, here in Kuwait, I can help you get the guard, I'll pay for this money." ”

20,000 is a lot, at least for Liu Lei, it is a lot, and the entire restaurant can be expanded a lot.

"This is the first plan, the second plan, is the acquisition, I paid 40,000 US dollars to buy this store, but you have to help me work in Kuwait for at least half a year, how about it? The choice is yours. ”

Gao Jun glanced at Tonikov, the other party opened the money bag, he took out a few stacks from it, and put it on the table, his hands on his knees, and watched them quietly.

Liu Lei and Luo Min were a little short of breath and looked at each other.

After about two or three minutes, the former still chose $20,000, "We accept the investment." ”

Gao Jun nodded, "Wise choice." ”

This is just a pilot for him, and he wants to see how big a market for battlefield catering can be, and he thought about making money in this business when he was in San Francisco.

If you can bring money to yourself in the Gulf War, then you can completely open this "Chinese Dragon" restaurant all over the world in the future, this is a model.

You can try it first.

Gao Jun still likes investment, he doesn't like mergers and acquisitions, think about it, how strange is there a catering under the tinder company? Of course, if it is promoted to a group in the future, these will be subsidiaries, provided that they can really make money.

If the formal channels are concerned, catering is definitely more profitable.

Dime gutter oil, can I sell him for 10 dollars?

Dual!

Gao Jun looked down at the fried rice, can I use gutter oil?

But on second thought, forget it, it's so inhuman.

I will win the Nobel Peace Prize in the future.

"You take this money, recruit more people, and expand the space, we are mainly takeaways, Miller, can God Armed Forces send a few people every day?"

Gao Jun turned his head to ask the big man behind him, he thought for a while, and stretched out a slap: "Five people." ”

"Let's try it first, get a pickup truck, order special snacks on the hour, and then send it to the front line to see, beat the Chinese dragon brand, and occupy the market first."

"I'm going to stay here for two days, Tony, and help me get a place to live."

Gao Jun cares most about making money.

Even if overhead planes often drop bombs.

You can blow up my people, but you can't blow up my yearning for money, and of course, it's better not to up.

"Next time, invite a Guan Gong shrine to come, hang it up, do business, and say goodbye."

Liu Lei and Luo Min were at a loss.

Guan Erye...

Do you still have overseas business?