Lao Tzu said so much, do you believe it?

To be honest, I don't believe it either!

If ordinary people were said like this, they would definitely panic, but who is Boss Gao?

You go out and inquire, those who eat by their mouths are talking about the formal industry, not the kind of red light district, who can compete with him in the quarrel?

"Tell me, then, what am I thinking about now? What do I need? Cumberto shook his shoulders and pressed the shoulders of this slightly wide military uniform against the comfort point, looking at him with blazing eyes, very oppressive.

Waters was holding his breath next to him, not daring to gasp, mung bean looked at Gao Jun with eyes, for fear that he would not be able to say it, wouldn't he have to be unlucky.

He also regrets it a little now, when he should have brought Gao Jun here, he would have knocked on the side with Cumberto first, and it was so embarrassing now.

Of course, the main reason is that he thinks he is too important in his brother-in-law's heart.

Don't take it for granted.

In the face of this kind of questioning, Gao Jun was not panicked at all, looking at the gloating eyes around him, he looked very confused, "You need friends, there is a saying in my hometown that people with more friends will get more help, and those with fewer friends will lose more opportunities." ”

There is more help for the righteous and less help for the unjust, which should be what it means.

"Every day when you are asleep at night, do you hear a voice that is like a murmur, but it seems to be spoken, but you don't know anything about it?" Gao Jun asked everyone with a smile.

Many people looked blank, but others frowned.

"It's like... Yes. At this time, someone asked curiously, and when everyone looked over, he was a little nervous, his face tightened, and he didn't know what to do.

But people are dependent on creatures, and when something is emphasized by many people, it becomes "truth", and even a few people who harbor the truth can become self-doubting.

After all, not many people can stay true to their hearts in the midst of many hesitations.

"I seem to have it too, and I hear it often."

"Well, when I go to bed at night, I feel like someone is talking in my ear..."

Campesto was amazed and lost in thought.

"Yuri, can they really hear me?" Waters hesitated and asked cautiously.

Gao Jun laughed in his heart, these ignorant earth dogs, this is lame?

"That's God's will!" He said solemnly, his gaze swept back and forth over the faces of several men who had been contemplative, and finally rested on Cambesto.

The loneliest thing in this world is that there are always people who take illusory things as life!

In Africa, belief in gods is a way of life, and many presidents even consider themselves to be the embodiment of gods.

For example, former President Yahya Jammeh of the Gambia, who is known as the treatment of AIDS...

And then...

More than 60 per cent of the country's AIDS patients live.

There are so many wonderful things that have been bred in this magical soil, so who would want to be free from the gaze of "God" when they are contaminated with faith?

Especially Cambesto!

This tribal chieftain, who came to power by coup d'état, needed more a nominal way of rule.

Cambersto's eyes and Gao Jun looked at each other, flashing with a dog's shrewdness.

After about ten seconds, he nodded slowly, "I heard it too." ”

This kind of disguised recognition does not do any harm to one's own rule, but will confirm one's own position, so why not?

There are also people present who are highly educated, but as the saying goes, the books you have read for more than ten years may be able to resist bullets, but they will definitely not be able to carry the cannon.

However, Gao Jun's identity as the prophet of the East has not been certified, this is a propaganda and superstitious activity, and he must be imprisoned, do you have official certification?

Gao Jun smiled happily, and Waters also breathed a sigh of relief.

"All right, gentlemen, let the luncheon begin." Camberto looked at his watch, beckoned, and after taking a deep look at Gao Jun, "You can share a table with me, I have something I want to ask you." ”

"Of course, we'll be happy to help you." Gao Jun bowed his head slightly to show respect.

Compesto was very satisfied with Gao Jun's attitude, and after tearing off his military uniform, he walked towards the head table of the banquet.

The style of this luncheon is quite oriental, with a total of six tables, all of which are wealthy families in Senegal, which should be regarded as the top class in Africa.

This luncheon is not so unbearable, after all, it is the first reception after going on stage, and the food is not bad, not the kind of roasted bat that is rumored.

That's poor people's food!

Camberto shook the wine glass in his hand, which was slightly cloudy sake, and he took a sip, and bared his teeth a little, "This is a gift from a friend of mine in Japan, you can try it." ”

Japanese friends?

Are you called a little boy?

Gao Jun didn't express an opinion, quietly waiting for him to continue.

"You Asians have always been profit-seeking groups, and sometimes, Jews are not as calculating as you." Camberto leaned over, the body odor on his body almost didn't smoke Gao Jun to death, he endured it, pricked up his ears to listen to the other party, "He wants to get the right to mine ore from me, what do you want?" ”

Gao Jun glanced at the other party and thought in his heart, that little devil must have obtained the mining rights, and the price he paid made Campesto eat very much, so he now wants to take some more benefits from himself?

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"Mr. President, I feel that you need to add more firepower to your rule, I have been in Dakar for almost two weeks, I have observed that your soldiers are brave, but the weapons in his hands will not allow you to unify the whole of Senegal, including the Volo, the Fulbe, the Serrere, the Mandingos They will not allow you to rule them, they will resist violently, you need to conquer them by force."

Boss Gao thought about Campesto, clenched his fists, and said loudly, trying his best to promote his theory of the supremacy of force, not to mention, this set really spoke to the other party's heart.

When he saw Cumberstone's surprised expression, Gao Jun smiled slightly, "In addition to being a prophet, I am also an arms dealer, mainly providing mid-to-low-end weapons, of course, there will also be purchasing business, but mainly engaged in Soviet-style equipment, of course, my arms company also produces, including armed pickups and hell artillery." ”

Gao Jun's mouth is like borrowing, and he is in a hurry to return it, and there are a lot of babbling about it, and Campesto understands it.

Cumberto chuckled, "I'm a weapon that needs to be weighed, I'm going to assemble another force of about 10,000 people, and there's a gap of about 7,000 weapons, but you know, the new government of Senegal has just been formed, and the government doesn't have much money, so..."

Gao Jun already understood what the other party said, and wanted to get a satisfactory amount with limited funds.

In a poor place like Africa, it is too common, especially when encountering "buyers" who pick the door, if it is not themselves who are unlucky in the end, they even want to buy shotguns, anyway, the more bitter the people, the richer I am, and the people still have a pair of bottoms.

Gao Jun took a sip of soup, "No problem, Mr. President, the needs of customers are our business, and I can do anything." ”

"Can you tell me how much budget you have?"

Cumberto placed his hand on Gao Jun's shoulder, as if he was satisfied with his words.

"100,000 dollars."

"!"

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