My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 10 Profits!

The next day.

Gao Jun and Paul returned to Santiago by car. In the car, they were still brainstorming how to transport the guns there.

"We can hide bullets in toy dolls. According to the size of the largest Disney doll, we can hide about 600 rounds of bullets. We need about..."

Paul started doing calculations with the computer again.

Gao Jun glanced at him from the side, and folded his hands, "Dude, use Disney? It costs at least $60 a doll, damn it, are we working for him?"

"And, I think, we're going to get a subpoena from his legal department before we get to the border."

Who doesn't know the strongest legal department in the universe?

You're lost on an island in the Atlantic Ocean, and there are two best ways to get help.

First, draw a Mickey Mouse on the beach.

Second, let the U.S. tax department find out that you have evaded taxes.

One piece of good news and one piece of bad news. The good news is that you don't have to be eaten by sharks. The bad news is that you may end your life.

If Disney knows that Gao Jun uses their products to transport guns.

People drive armored vehicles to ask you for compensation.

Paul's voice faltered, he scratched his face with a headache, and frowned, "Then we can't dig a tunnel."

He couldn't help laughing while he was talking, but Gao Jun next to him didn't laugh, but was deep in thought. Paul's heart skipped a beat, "Hey, Gao, we're only earning $12, not $1200 million!"

"We don't have that much money."

Gao Jun pouted regretfully.

When the business is stable, we must dig a route for it at the border. For long-term business, how can there be no stable route?If the higher-ups won't allow you to leave, how can you control the lower-level people?
"I have an idea."

How should I put it, Gao Jun really deserves to be talented in this area, he thought for a while, and an idea popped up, "We can start a trading company first and make a fake order. Tijuana needs a large number of potatoes, and we will The guns and bullets were put in the interlayer and shipped into Mexico."

The methods of smuggling are actually nothing more than these types.

If you have the ability, you can use armored vehicles like the Mexican supplier, with heavy firepower front and rear, what is this called?
As long as no one stands in my way, I'm not smuggling.

Hang or not?
Anyway, almost 4000 million people enter and leave the United States through Tijuana every year. I can't believe it. They have so many people who can check every car.

"What do you think?" Gao Jun asked.

Paul thought for a while, and felt that this method was more reliable, "I will go to register the company in the afternoon."

"Don't use your real identity. Let a third party do it. You can pay more money. Don't make an accident and find us." Gao Jun is very cautious.

Paul said, "Don't worry, I don't want to be arrested by the FBI. Also, don't tell Catherine about arms. I just tell her that I will take money to do business with you."

"Will she believe it?"

"Probably." Paul frowned. "However, I called her yesterday, and she seemed very distressed. She said that she was stuck in the washing machine and was calling for someone to fix it."

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A question mark flashed across Gao Jun's forehead, but it was a private matter after all, so he didn't ask too much.

It takes less than half an hour for more than [-] kilometers.

Paul went to find someone to register a leather bag company, while Gao Jun went to Edward. The former figured it out. Asians are talented in keeping prices down.

"Hey sir, want to relax?"

In broad daylight, standing at the entrance of the alley, there was a girl in black silk saying hello, with her left hand resting on her right elbow, a cigarette in her hand, and her hair was messy, as if she had just received a customer.

Gao Jun took a look at her and walked straight into the Dog of God bar.

The girl cursed, yawned, and was listless.

The bar was very quiet, and there was a waiter mopping the floor. He knocked on the table, and the waiter looked up blankly.

"Is Mr. Edward there?"

The waiter's expression tightened upon hearing this, and he looked up and down vigilantly at him.

"I'm his acquaintance, and I'm with Paul." Gao Jun explained.

When the other party heard Paul's name, his expression softened, "Wait a moment."

He walked to the front desk by himself, took out a walkie-talkie, and stared at him all the time. Gao Jun was shocked. It seemed that Edward's power was more complicated than he thought.

sizzle...

"The boss said, ask him to come up." The intercom replied.

The waiter responded, and hooked his fingers to Gao Jun, signaling him to follow him. The other party took him to the depths of the bar, where there was an elevator. The waiter pressed his fingerprint and then entered the password.

The whole thing is so complicated and bells and whistles.

"Go in, when the elevator opens, someone will be waiting for you."

Gao Jun nodded when he heard the words. When he entered the elevator, he couldn't see the button, but it was obviously rising. After about four or five seconds, he heard a ding-dong sound.

The elevator door opened, and there were two strong men standing outside.

"Sorry, sir, please raise your hand, we have to check." One of them held the sensor, speaking very politely, but with a serious expression.

Although Gao Jun was upset, he could only raise his hand and let him check his whole body.

"Do you need me to take off my underwear?" Gao Jun asked back.

"Sorry, sir."

The bodyguards didn't argue, and after Gao Jun put on his shoes, he led him inside. The door was half open, and he saw a shocking scene at a glance.

The ground is covered with US dollars!
Edward was standing beside him in his pajamas, smoking a cigarette, while seven or eight beauties in bunny girls were kneeling on the ground and counting money.

The bodyguard knocked on the door, Edward turned his head, "Come in."

Gao Jun corrected his mood, put a warm smile on his face, and said hello to him intently.

"I remember you, your name is..."

"Yuri."

Edward nodded, sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, pointed in front of him, and waited for Gao Jun to sit down and said, "Have you found a buyer?"

"I need 300 TEC-9s and 9 rounds of [-]mm Parabellum from you."

"It seems that you have found a big buyer." Edward finally smiled when he heard this, "The TEC-9 will take about three days, I need to get it together, and the bullets will take two weeks."

Gao Jun frowned, "Sir, two weeks is too long, I'm in a hurry here."

Edward stretched out his hand, and the bunny girls next to him rushed to open their mouths. He casually flicked ash into the mouth of one of them, and saw the joy in the woman's eyes, and the others...

Seems like a pity?
The bunny girl grabbed several handfuls from the dollars on the ground, stuffed them into her chest, and climbed up towards the door.

Gao Jun took it seriously, is this how rich people play?
That beauty is at least D, it's not a problem to stuff tens of thousands of dollars, just call her a good guy.

"I need to be transferred from another place. If you came yesterday, I might be able to promise you that a batch of goods just happened to be delivered to Somalia." Edward spread his hands.

"How much can you get together in those three days?"

The other party thought for a while, "6 rounds."

It seems that the rest can only be thought of from other places, he nodded, "We all want it."

Edward nodded, "The price Paul can get from me is 100 dollars for a TEC-9, and the bullets will be 60 cents for you, how about it?"

Gao Jun silently calculated in his heart.

TEC-9 can get a price difference of 55 US dollars, which is 16500 US dollars, while the bullets only cost 20 cents, 6 rounds of ammunition, a total of 12000 US dollars.

Every 5 cents more is 3000 more.

Gao Jun licked his lips and began to lower the price, "Mr. Edward, we have no problem with the TEC-9. How about 45 cents for the bullet?"

Originally, he thought that the other party would bargain again, but who knew that the other party agreed straightforwardly.

I haven't worked hard yet?
You just surrendered?
It's like I can't hold it anymore and you tell me your aunt is here.

! !
However, if you can earn an extra $9000, you can get $2700 yourself. Think about it, it’s okay.

But humans are greedy animals.

Gao Jun even thought, what would happen if he shouted 30 cents?
There is a high probability that it will be shot down by the opponent.

In fact, there are too many NATO-standard bullets, and many African countries are selling 9mm Parabellum pistols in private.

It's ridiculous to say...

African warlords may be looking for arms dealers all over the world, but in some countries, the government is selling NATO aid materials in the warehouse.

Do you know the approximate number of 9mm Parabellum pistol bullets he imported from Algeria based on Edward's contacts?

29 cents!

Anyway, aid.

for free!
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(End of this chapter)