Have you ever noticed that any successful person is very sharp-tongued, and they can make people can't help but believe their nonsense.

Because they are very fanning, like a thorn, they can release the devil in their hearts.

Of course, there is always something very talented about these people.

For example, Bush can clearly remember every staff member in the White House, and of course, he remembers the good-looking women even more clearly.

"Do you mean that you are ready for me to subvert the man who sits on the throne in due course?" Rabe said abruptly.

"No, no, no..."

Gao Jun smiled and shook his head, "This is not the place in Africa where a coup d'état is simpler than drinking water." He waved his arms as he spoke, "What you want is for the Bedouins to live better, you need more social status, man, it's easier for rich people to make money than prostitutes, and it's harder for poor people to make money than for men to have children, don't you think?"

Rebel?

Don't you know how many pounds and taels you have?

Just put these little arms and legs on the chopping board, you can't scrape a few pieces of meat, even if the combat effectiveness of the Saudi soldiers is poor, it should be enough to beat the little arms dealers and the wild boys of the desert.

A hint of disappointment flashed across Rabe's face?

The corners of Gao Jun's mouth twitched slightly, the French don't have confidence in you!

"Can you handle it?" He asked again, a little uneasy.

The other party hesitated for a moment and nodded, "I understand, when the time comes, I will find a target in Kuwait to launch an attack, and try to get a stepping stone, I need more weapons!" Yuri, better and harder."

"Was that armed pickup modified last time?" Gao Jun looked up and asked, Rabe looked dazed, he looked at Tony and the other party who was staying in Scottis, who was picking his nose, stunned, and then nodded hurriedly, "That's it."

"In the repair shop."

"Is it far from here?" Gao Jun asked rhetorically.

"It's only about a kilometer." Scottis looked at Rabe, a little puzzled, and the latter nodded.

"Let's go, let's take a look." Gao Jun became interested, he wanted to see what the pickup truck was like after modification, and he got up and said with a slight chin.

The boss is going, and the others naturally have to follow, Rabe drank the coffee in front of him, frowning, why is it so bitter?

A group of people walked out of the hotel, got in the car, and went towards the destination, two kilometers, just by walking for at least ten or twenty minutes, if you can take the car, try not to walk!

Said that the auto repair shop was actually a façade room, the door was closed, and the door was closed on it, and Scottis went up and knocked on the door, and he heard footsteps inside, and the roller shutter door was pulled open from the inside.

Gao Jun saw an old Soviet man wearing a blue overalls with dirt on it, and the other party was still holding a bottle in his left hand... Two pot heads?

When he saw a few people standing at the door, he hurriedly put his hands behind his back in a panic and smiled awkwardly, "Boss..."

Damn, sure enough, the Soviet Union can't do without wine, and when it dies later, when the body is dissected, there is a small amount of blood in the wine.

"Leonid, drink less." Gao Jun frowned, so he mentioned it casually, but he didn't say anything, and walked inside, "Take me to see how the modified pickup is doing."

The other party was stunned when he heard Gao Jun say his name accurately, and when he came back to his senses, he nervously led the way, and when he turned back, he hit the table, grinning in pain, covering his inside, and limping.

The air in the workshop smells of oil.

"Inside—" Leonny pointed, his voice trembling, painful!

Inside, I could hear the sound of someone talking, and when I walked in, it suddenly opened up, a huge modification room, and there was a ... Pickup trucks?

Gao Jun blinked.

I saw that this pickup truck has been remodeled, and it can't be described as a giant from the source!

"Dongdong Dong!" Leony had to knock on the hood, and a person came out from under the car, with a face stained with oil, and when he saw Gao Jun, he hurriedly shouted.

"This... Is it an armed pickup?"

Leony had to nod stiffly, "Boss, we've done a little bit of modification, we've installed solid tires for him to protect against bullets to a certain extent, plus solid grid armor to prevent it from coming from all sides, we've installed a heavy machine gun in the back, and we've got a device underneath it that can swing in all directions, and we've also given it a diesel engine, which makes it even more powerful!"

"If the money is right, we think we should have bulletproof glass," said a Soviet veteran.

"No, no, no, bulletproof glass is useless at all, it's not a bullet on the battlefield, a shuttle bullet comes over, even if you have a good bulletproof glass, it has to be turned into slag, I think it should be weighted more, so that even if it encounters a mine, it can maintain a certain stability!" Someone retorted.

Gao Jun likes the atmosphere.

Only in the discussion can we usher in development.

"Gentlemen, I would like to ask how much this car will cost to rebuild?" He values this more.

The pickup truck rebuild business is what he intends to carry out in Africa, first of all, it has to be cheap, and secondly, it has to be durable!

"More than 10,000 dollars......" Leonid said embarrassedly, and sure enough, Gao Jun's brows furrowed, "It's a little expensive." He glanced at Rabe beside him.

"Indeed."

"There's no need for tires like this." Rabe kicked off his tires and said, "It's going to sink into the desert."

"There's no need in Africa, with the money for this tire, maybe those warlords can find dozens of people to enlist in the army again." Boris also spoke out on the side.

"On the battlefield, doesn't it matter if you don't have to be equipped?" Someone retorted.

"Not in Africa, black people and a dog, maybe the latter is more valuable."

Boris's firm words left the makeshift modders speechless for a while.

At this time, Gao Jun stood up, "Of course, your idea is very good, but when the next armed pickup exhibition comes, I may be able to find some rich buyers, but now what I need is lightweight, fast mobility and heavy firepower, just these three points, the weapons are fully sponsored, and the cost of other equipment must be below the dollar!"

"Is that okay?"

Leonny had to look at the others, and everyone looked at each other.

"If you don't need that, that's enough." Eventually, he spoke.

"How long does it take to build one?"

"2~3 hours."

Gao Jun nodded with satisfaction, "From now on, you are not pilots of Tinder Aviation, but a modification group belonging to the company's logistics department, of course, you can also take a crazy name, Leoni has to be the team leader, you modify a pickup truck, the team will be rewarded with 200 US dollars, and the salary will remain the same!"

Leonid and the others' eyes lit up.

200 US dollars, 5 people is 40 US dollars each, if you renovate 4 cars a day, that is 160 US dollars, and the monthly salary directly exceeds 6000 US dollars!

Gao Jun liked the way their eyes lit up.

If you have a car, you can sell it for at least $30,000, depending on what weapons are placed on it, but you have to ask Taylor to contact European and domestic pickup companies to see which one is cheaper.

It shouldn't be too cheap in China, first of all, the problem of production, and secondly, it is also necessary to pay taxes!

"Let's call the Tsar!" Leonid had a few people who actually discussed the name, and said excitedly, "Boss, we will be called Tsar in the future!"

Are you planning to set yourself on fire?

Although Gao Jun complained in his heart, he still had to say on his face that their ideas were good, patted them on the shoulder, and asked them to make persistent efforts.

"Later, I might be able to get a production line for you."

……

San Francisco. Tinder.

9 a.m.

Nie Zhenbang, who was nibbling on the fritters and carrying the bag, hurriedly ran in to open it, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of dripping.

"Hey, man, you were almost late today?" Taylor's voice appeared behind him, a little surprised.

In the past, Abang was the first to enter the company!

"Did something happen?"

"Damn, I met a French homeless guy who asked me to give him $50 or beat me up!" Nie Zhenbang looked like a ghost.

"French tramp?"

"I saw him raise his hands, and his armpits were so healthy from the sun!"

Taylor was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what he meant, and almost laughed out loud.

"And you beat him?"

"Of course not, I'm a gentleman." Nie Zhenbang straightened his tie, "I found someone to beat him!"

Taylor shook his head with a smile.

Now who in the entire San Francisco gangsters doesn't know that the tinder company was opened by Mr. Gao, and which person who doesn't have long eyes dares to come over?

Even if a black man came to collect protection money, he was dragged away and beaten violently.

"Ruan Qiming called again, I have already contacted the Estonian side, and I can get some goods, but the quantity is a little short of his request." Nie Zhenbang said. "He asked when we would hear from us."

"Estonia's warehouses are empty! The boss's 16 is still scraped together, it shouldn't be available in the short term, the rifle can find a way, you ask him if he wants it, the Ruen side in Afghanistan can now produce 600 pieces a month, and there are about 2,000 in the warehouse, if he is in a hurry, he will redeem it from there."

Nie Zhenbang has been curious about his company's branch in Afghanistan for a long time, and he has heard about it many times, and he opened his eyes wide, "Our assembly line over there doesn't seem to be very efficient?"

Taylor quieted down, "It's all handmade, you know, that place is not safe, it would be nice to have a place to assemble accessories, and when the time comes, I will have the opportunity to take you to see it."

"Well, I'd like to learn about it too."

Looking at Nie Zhenbang's longing look, the corners of Taylor's mouth twitched, and his "truth" was still suppressed, giving this guy a sense of expectation.

Rune...

The boss specially increased the monthly allowance for him by $600.

If you stay in a remote area for a long time, you will always feel that either you have a problem or the world has a problem.

"Taylor, there's your phone." Victor came out of the office stirring coffee, and said hello to Nie Zhenbang by the way.

"You talk, I'll take a look." Taylor ran into the office, picked up the phone, heard the voice on the other side, and laughed and said, "Hey, man, is there any good news?"

"I've got you covered, Taylor, there's a place where the situation is complicated right now, but it's also chaotic, and it's consuming more than 150,000 rounds of bullets a day!"

Miller's eyes lit up, "Where?"

「……」

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Chapter 121: Pickup Truck Business! Free to read.