My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 100 Tinder Company!

San Francisco East Bay.

Traditionally centered on Chinatown, there are many Chinese communities here. It is close to the Pacific Ocean. Coupled with the excellent educational environment, many immigrant Chinese have bought properties here.

Form more abundant CBD.

"Mr. Yuri, this office is absolutely good. The last one who worked here was a technology company. Now they have moved to Silicon Valley and received investment." A male intermediary in a cheap suit, holding a bunch of keys in his hand, said to Playing with the door lock.

But the lock was obviously a little rusty, and the key was still locked. The agent shook it vigorously a few times before opening it with difficulty. He turned around and smiled awkwardly at Gao Jun, pushed the door open and walked in.

A musty smell hits my face!

Excuse!
It is heavier than the black dog's body odor.

Gao Jun frowned, looked at him without saying a word.

"This office is more than 1000 square meters. There are bathrooms, meeting rooms, and lounges..." The agent hurriedly opened the window to get some air, and he didn't forget to introduce. "The opposite is the Pacific Ocean. You can see it at a glance. The scenery is very good."

Just a gust of sea breeze blew away the musty smell.

Gao Jun stood by the window, looked outside, and could still see what was facing directly below: "Beef bone noodles."

"What is the rent for this place?"

The intermediary's face was filled with joy, "One pays three, and the calculation is based on 2 dollars per square meter, which includes sanitation fees and management fees."

Then one month is about the price of 4 AK47s!
The price is definitely inflated.

This is the East Bay, not the South Bay Silicon Valley.

But Gao Jun didn't bother to deduct one or two yuan from him. He wanted to set up "Tinder Company" first, and many things had to be operated through "company operation".

"How much would it cost to buy it here?" Gao Jun asked suddenly.

intermediary:"……"

He thought the other party was joking, but when Gao Jun looked over, he still said professionally, "If a single floor is about 10 US dollars, there are 10 floors in total, and it needs to be 150 million US dollars."

Boss Gao nodded upon hearing this.

After the company grows bigger and stronger, it must have its own landmark building. How about Erye Guan wearing sunglasses and standing up with Gatling's sculpture?
Isn't it exciting?

Best of all, Maria is carrying a bazooka.

"Then here, sign for two years first, Umbrella, you sign the contract with him." Gao Jun turned his head and said.

"it is good."

Umbrella nodded.

He and Taylor will be in charge of the company's business in the United States.

What is the boss doing?
Of course, you have to go to the front line to contact customers.

When I can produce weapons myself in the future, maybe I can relax a little bit. It won't be long. When I go to the Soviet Union next time, I have to ask Diegoski whether the AK47 production line can be sold?
At that time, it will be produced in Africa.

Provided to local militants on the spot.

You said security issue?

That is the business of the PMC branch.

Of course, this is the overall context of Gao Jun's thinking, and it will take a long time to implement it.

"The law and order here should be pretty good." Gao Jun suddenly said to the intermediary, "We are ordinary businessmen. I just want to work safely and don't want to see those gangsters. I hate trouble."

I'm mainly afraid of...

When collecting the corpse.

Very troublesome.

The agent was obviously very happy to win a big order, "Don't worry, Mr. Yuri, the safety of the East Bay exceeds 72% of the countries. In my mind, the safest city is New York."

"? Is that place safe?" Gao Jun asked.

"Of course, as long as you lose something in that place, you only need to go to one place, and you will definitely find it."

"where?"

"The British Museum."

What a cold joke.

"Boss, I think we should have a LOGO." Bancroft suddenly offered his opinion, looked at Gao Jun, and shrugged, "You know, this is called corporate culture, just like American prostitutes always like to use logos in their logos." A rose tattooed on the back, that's the signature."

like a black dog...

I always like to have numbers tattooed on my face.

When Gao Jun was at home, the dog would leave some marks for fear of getting lost.

He thought Bancroft was right. "Have you any good advice, man?"

"Uh, I think it's clean, simple, and practical. Do you want to put a grenade?"

Victor laughed and said, "Why not put a picture of the moustache!"

Tonikov: "I think Kennedy's skull should be placed."

They are all so talented.

"What do you think of a pigeon with a grenade in its mouth?" Gao Jun also said excitedly.

Bancroft was silent for a while.

"Okay, okay, this kind of professional has to be handed over to professionals, and I will find someone to solve this big trouble!"

Gao Jun had already thought of a candidate.

How about Rabe?
He is a top student at the Academy of Fine Arts.

The most important thing is whoring for nothing!
Of course it would be best if you don't spend money.

Finding a designer outside will cost at least a thousand dollars. Of course, it's useless to find that kind of rush.

Ten minutes later, Umbrella came back with the contract in his hand, "Boss, it's signed."

"Then we can start decorating?"

The male intermediary nodded and said with a smile, "Of course, anytime."

"Umbrella, Alva, and Victor, the three of you will work hard, please contact the housekeeping to help sweep out the garbage, and then buy some new desks and necessary things." Gao Jun pointed to the pile The litter said, "Help more people."

"I can be responsible for finding someone, Mr. Yuri." The intermediary said hurriedly, looking at him, "You can come to me for all these, I can handle it."

This guy must be getting kickbacks in there.

"I don't want trash."

"Don't worry! I only earn what I deserve."

Gao Jun heard the words and looked at the other party in surprise. There are not many people who can say it so directly. He looked up and down and nodded, "Then I will leave it to you. I hope I won't be disappointed."

The intermediary almost cheered happily.

After Gao Jun took another look, he left the office building. Barnicles had already opened his Ford and was waiting for him.

He wants to catch Lan Jieying's stage play.

This is agreed upon.

The San Francisco Opera House is located at the west end of Van Ness Avenue, where high-ranking officials and scholars often come.

For some self-proclaimed gentleman Yankee, they like to come here to spend the weekend.

When the Ford car stopped at the door, I saw Nie Zhenbang and Wu Wenwen standing at the door, looking like a golden boy and a jade girl.

"Are you blocking the welcome lady?" Gao Jun jokingly walked up the steps, "Or do you want to accept tips?"

"Cousin, the stage play starts in half an hour, and there are not many people in it..." Nie Zhenbang had a sad expression on his face.

"I'm not good at many things, but the only thing I'm good at is not giving up until the last second." Gao Jun looked at his watch and said kindly.

As soon as the voice fell, a loud noise was heard.

Nie Zhenbang and Wu Wenwen looked into the distance.

I saw a dense group of people rushing over, holding a huge portrait of Lan Jieying, wearing suits, ties, and small leather shoes.

"Mr. Gao, brothers are here."

Huo Bingkun walked in the forefront, and today he even combed his hair back, looking very elegant, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, if you say that this is a successful person with status, no one will doubt it.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"It's okay, we just like watching stage plays."

Gao Jun nodded, glanced at Nie Zhenbang and Wu Wenwen, whose jaws were about to drop to the ground, and said with a smile, "Let's go in."

Isn't this the navy?
Isn't it easy to be popular?
You are in San Francisco, how many people do you want?
"Hello, here are our tickets, you count them." A man of culture with glasses, who could speak a few words of English, walked over to the ticket inspector and handed over a stack of tickets in his hand .

When had the ticket checking staff ever seen this scene, tremblingly received the ticket, his face turned pale with fright.

them…

It won't smash the opera house.

Probably not... right.

Walking into the war hall, there were indeed some people sitting sporadically, some of them were Chinese and some were white, but they also saw black people.

When footsteps came from the door, he turned his head subconsciously, and was obviously startled when he saw a large group of people.

Gao Jun and Huo Bingkun walked to the front row.

Several Chinese people were already sitting, male and female, occupying the middle position.

"Get up..." the younger brother went over and called.

"No, just sit anywhere. We're here to cheer, not to cause trouble." Gao Jun stopped him, smiled at those people, and walked to the side.

After the big guy sat down, the boys behind sat down in unison.

"Agan, who are these people?" A girl nervously asked one of her companions, a little fat man with a greasy face, the other party was wearing an Armani suit and a piece of Vacheron Constantin. Said in Cantonese, "They are all bums, ignore them, do they know what a stage play is? We are here to support Ah Ying."

The girl nodded, but leaned even tighter.

These are almost conjoined twins.

Fatty loves this...

He also deliberately raised his lower arm, as if accidentally touching it.

Gao Jun and Huo Bingkun, who were on the side of the front row, were talking in low voices.

"Mr. Gao, I've ordered more than 600 AK47s here, and these..."

"Within a week, it will be shipped to the old place in Mexico." Gao Jun didn't even raise his eyebrows, and he didn't seem to care much about the quantity.

Huo Bingkun kept looking at his expression, and his evaluation of him was getting higher and higher.

"We have brought all the San Francisco societies together for the benefit of each other, and you are the most important link in it. Don't make a mistake by yourself, otherwise, I won't be able to protect you if you cause public anger. "

Boss Gao said this leisurely.

Huo Bingkun turned around and glanced at him from the corner of his head, then lowered his head and responded.

The overhead lights dimmed and music began to play on the stage.

This stage play is called "Sexy Man" adapted from the work Run For Your Wif by British comedian Ray Cooney.

The content is roughly as follows: an ordinary and romantic man accidentally meets passenger Lingling (Lan Jieying) after four months of marriage, and then secretly gets married in another place and builds another love nest. The little wife of others.

...

In fact, it would not be Lan Jieying's turn to be the pillar this time. The wireless TV station she works in wants to open up overseas markets, but she also understands the importance of her hometown, so she throws out Lan Jieying, who was hidden because of a salary increase.

In this play...

No old partner at all.

There are only a few newcomers in other roles.

As a result, the only bright spot was the moment when Lan Jieying came out in casual attire. (She's really pretty! Check out her stills).

Other aspects are a bit less objective.

Those newcomers seemed very nervous, and they even recited several lines wrong.

It can be said that the situation is full.

Many audience members below shook their heads secretly. Those who felt that they were not interested left by themselves. This is considered a gentleman, but some people like to growl.

"Oh! What rubbish! What is this show?" I saw a beer bottle being smashed onto the stage. This scene was so sudden that the leading actors jumped up and were at a loss.

Gao Jun frowned, and saw staff walking towards several black people, but those people were very arrogant, "Are you discriminating? Why do we have to leave?"

"You need to keep quiet, sir!" shouted the staff.

"My mouth gives me the right to speak, you want to drive us away? Are we not allowed to enter this kind of place?" Some black people shouted exaggeratedly.

A big parade broke out in San Francisco on Christmas Day. There was a supermarket that did not allow black people to enter, and then those black people started zero-dollar shopping. At this time, the police arrested several suspects.

then…

The black dogs began to carnival.

Gather together and demand their release.

In desperation, the San Francisco government compromised and fired several policemen, which in turn aroused dissatisfaction within the police department.

But... skin color is a big killer in the political arena.

The white staff was a little helpless, and kept emphasizing that they just shut up, but the black man stuck his neck instead.

"I can't breathe!"

This movement became louder and louder.

Gao Jun glanced at Huo Bingkun, "Get them done."

The latter nodded, stood up, and waved his hands behind him.

I saw a dozen horsemen sitting in the row closest to the blacks rush up and politely said to the white female staff, "Ma'am, just leave it to us."

"What are you doing?" the black man exclaimed.

The mouth was grabbed by someone, and he was slapped on the left and right, "NMD, you're the one who talks a lot of shit, drag it out, and continue to slap!"

The horsemen dragged the black man away, and even used a little bit of roughness to drag the black man away. The whole hall was full of screams.

The dog barked badly!
On the stage, there were horses who rushed up and picked up the fragments of beer bottles.

Lan Jieying glanced at Gao Jun, and the latter nodded like a gentleman.

"Ah Gan, Ah Ying seems to be treating that wretch..." a companion booed.

"Shut up, Lu Ting!" The little fat man turned around and glared at him and said, the other party obviously didn't bother him, and folded his hands, "You tell that boss."

Agan opened his mouth, and he wanted to go too, but this was not his territory, San Francisco Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, even if he caused trouble, he had to find out, but don't mess around.

When he was in the Philippines, he drank too much alcohol, did some things, and almost died there. If his father was not powerful enough to ask someone to intercede, he would almost be belching.

Seeing that he was not impulsive, Lu Ting smiled disdainfully.

After the stage is tidied up, the show resumes.

There are big bosses in charge of the place, who dare not say bad things?

In the stumbling, it is finally over.

After the curtain call, Agan, who had found a chance, went up with the flowers in his arms, and found Lan Jieying, smiling happily, "Aying, this is for you."

Seeing him, the other party's smile froze, but he took it over politely and thanked him.

"Do you have time tonight? I'll hold a celebration banquet for you."

Just when Lan Jieying was in trouble, she saw Wu Wenwen running up, holding a flower in her hand, "Deng Deng Deng, dedicated to the most beautiful lady tonight!"

"Awen, you are really stingy."

Nie Zhenbang held a large bouquet of flowers, proudly, "This is mine, she picked it from me."

Wu Wenwen blushed, "What's yours is mine, big head!"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll sue you for defamation!" Nie Zhenbang was taken aback and said hastily.

Awen also felt that she had said the wrong thing, snorted coldly, and hugged Lan Jieying's arm, "Cousin has reserved a seat for us, you should change your clothes quickly."

"Okay, okay." Lan Jieying looked at A-gan, "Mr. Zeng...this..."

"It's okay, it's okay, you have a friend appointment, so I won't bother you." A-gan forced a smile, took a deep look at them, and after getting off the stage, he walked out of the opera house with a gloomy expression and a dark face.

When he got into the car angrily, he was still a little upset, and took out his mobile phone to call his backer in San Francisco, a big boss who used to hang out with his father, but later went solo after going abroad.

"Hey, Uncle Guo, I'm Agan, I want you to ask someone." He briefly described the appearance of Gao Jun and Huo Bingkun, and then he heard the very enthusiastic uncle on the phone, and suddenly became quiet .

"Uncle Guo?"

"Agan, did you offend him?" The other party asked in a serious tone.

"No, no."

Uncle Guo heaved a sigh of relief, "If I don't guess wrong, you should see Mr. Gao. He is a cross-river dragon. Most of the Asian clubs in San Francisco follow him to do business, and they have to give him three dollars." Save face, if you offend him, try to find a way to escape."

A Gan stared wide-eyed, "Uncle Guo, you... can't do it either?"

"I can't do it either, but I've heard about his deeds. At that time, he shot and killed another senior at the funeral of a tycoon. Many people saw this incident. The entire San Francisco community knew it well. Even the police It’s also clear, but someone has committed the crime, remember, don’t conflict with him!”

Agan swallowed his saliva, "I see."

After hanging up the phone, he raised his head and leaned on the chair. He turned around and saw Gao Jun and his party coming out. Lan Jieying next to him was wearing a long white dress, looking like a lotus flower.

Desire flashed in A-gan's eyes.

"TMD, I bear it, you will go back sooner or later."

……

Gao Jun felt someone's eyes peeking at him, raised his head, and saw a Ferrari sports car driving away, looked back at Lan Jieying, "Sorry, just get on the car."

And very gentlemanly to help open the door.

After Lan Jieying sat on it, Gao Jun also got in the car, and the two of them sat side by side, which made the former a little nervous, "Awen and the others..."

"They got into another car."

Lan Jieying looked at Gao Jun. Because of the social environment, she had met many elder brothers, and even met many handsome men when she was acting. She found that everyone had a different temperament.

Or sunny (author), or gloomy, or proud, or calm, or wretched (dog readers!).

But none of them are as complicated as Mr. Gao, just like a gentleman.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Gao Jun suddenly asked with a smile.

Lan Jieying quickly shook her head, "No, I just think that when I see Mr. Gao, I see someone."

"Who?"

"Zun Long, your temperaments are very similar."

Gao Jun thought of the biopic "The Last Emperor" directed by Bernardo Bertolucci that he had seen in school before. It seemed that the person in it was Zunlong, full of luxury.

At that time, he still remembered that there were several female classmates in the school who were very obsessed with him.

Because Zunlong is so handsome. (Zunlong, Takuya Kimura, me, dog readers, known as: Four Handsome Asians!)

"Thank you. I like this compliment very much. He is an excellent actor, and I will become an excellent businessman. We will both shine in our respective fields." Gao Jun said confidently.

Often, self-confidence is the most attractive part of a man.

Of course, holding hair is called conceit.

"Mr. Gao, are you a businessman?" Lan Jieying asked in surprise.

"Of course, I am a participant in the industry that the United Nations focuses on. I mainly bring everything I want to some impoverished areas and help them resume production. I call this: Hope Project, so that people in the third world can also be freed from the new era. Abandoned, they also have the right to pursue freedom, democracy and wealth."

"There is only one kind of god in the world, and it is called the God of Death. We have only one sentence to say to the God of Death: "Today is not the time, please wait until they enjoy their rights!" "

That's right, arms are the focus of the United Nations.

He is right?
Of course Lan Jieying didn't believe it...

Mainly bringing hundreds of younger brothers to join in the show, this scene is not like an ordinary businessman.

"You don't believe it?" Gao Jun looked at her and said, and suddenly leaned his whole face towards her. At this moment, Lan Jieying panicked immediately, and his eyes looked at each other very close.

"Maybe, the world will forget who I am, but God definitely knows."

"However, just now I also heard God say that he praised you for being beautiful today." Gao Jun said with a smile.

Well, at this moment, God's surname is Gao.

He spread his hands, revealing a diamond necklace, which was one of the diamond necklaces he got from the Liberian buyer Hammons Sawyer, and he had someone make it into a necklace.

1.3 carat diamonds.

"Can I bring you some?"

"This... is too precious."

"No, you are beautiful to support its beauty. If you don't want it, I will throw it out." Gao Jun opened the window as he spoke.

Being held down by Lan Jieying, she hesitated and accepted it.

did you see…

Send diamonds, you can get in touch, send flowers?Isn't this proper dog licking!
When you come out to pick up girls now, there are three most important points.

Rich, rich, very rich!
The third gear is chosen by oneself, and the code is seated.

In fact, Lan Jieying is also rich. After earning money from filming TV dramas, she bought a house and was going to speculate in real estate. She was also worth several hundred Hong Kong dollars.

But women can't say no to diamonds.

It's nature!
It's like men can't resist the products of heavy industry.

Girlfriend VS Tiger Heavy Tank.

The former is soft and warm, extremely emotionally unstable, needs spiritual support, can break your heart, and you don’t just give it up, you have to protect her from harm, always forget her birthday and get angry.

The latter: cold and hard, will never betray, occasionally needs infantry support, can break through the enemy's front line, you can penetrate 150mm thick armor, as long as you can drive it, it will protect you from any damage, not a bird at all anyone's birthday.

So, what do you choose?
I choose *s***!
Gao Jun asked someone to book a table in a hotel, and there were not many people. It was like chatting with friends. Cove and others carried it into the car.

When he woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

When he came out of the room, he still felt a headache. After washing his face, he looked at the scarlet pupils reflected in the glass, and felt that what he did last night had to be remembered.

When he put on his clothes and walked out of the room, he happened to see Aqian bringing up hangover soup, "Cousin, I guess you're almost awake, this nourishes the stomach."

"Thank you."

"How did I get back yesterday?"

"You and Brother Abang drank too much, and some of your companions sent them home."

Gao Jun nodded, hesitated and asked, "Did we do anything strange?"

"You didn't, but Brother Abang hugged Zhuzi and kissed him when he came back." Aqian couldn't help laughing, "I kept calling Wu Wenwen."

Commander Gao breathed a sigh of relief.

Anyway, it's not that I'm ashamed.

He drank the hangover soup in one gulp, went downstairs, and saw Nie Zhenbang drooping his head, and his cousin chattering at him, seeing him coming down, the latter looked over.

"What are you drinking so much for? It's a waste of time, especially when you're doing business. The most important thing is to stay sane and sober. If you get drunk like this, if the other party has evil intentions, your underwear will be upside down."

Gao Jun really felt embarrassed.

I seem to be a little carried away!

Yesterday, I remembered that the little girl praised a few words, she was a little light-headed, and then drank two more sips.

Humans have vanity.

If you don't have vanity, it's because you don't have any merits.

Why even the emperor likes to listen to people's flattery?
Because, it's really cool.

Just imagine, your girlfriend compliments you on how great you are! !

Would you be proud?

Human beings have weaknesses, which is understandable, just remember the lesson.

When you start to be proud, God has already marked √ on your soul, just waiting for you to make a mistake and belch!

When Nie Dakuan still wanted to educate, he saw Tonikov waving at him at the door, Gao Jun hurriedly said, "Cousin, I have something to do, I'll be busy for a while, you tell Abang, he will tell me later .”

After finishing speaking, he bit the bullet and ran out. He could feel his cousin's angry eyes.

"Ah Jun." The cousin suddenly stopped him, walked to the table, pulled out the drawer, and handed him a folder, "The company has been established."

"so fast?"

Gao Jun said in surprise.

"For more than $20, you can line up faster than the President of the United States."

"Thank you cousin."

"What are you doing, stand still! If you dare to walk, I will break your legs!" Nie Dakuan said to Nie Zhenbang who was about to run, and the latter shrank back with a drooping face.

Gao Jun walked out the door, and saw Tonikov handing over the phone, "Diegorsky."

It turned out to be a "good guy".

He picked it up, smiled and said, "Dude, why did you call me?

From the opposite side came Diegoski's growling voice.

"Damn it! Yuri, what did you put in the liquor you gave me?"

Gao Jun's eardrums were about to be pierced by him

Forehead…

My head is buzzing!

……

　ps: I got stuck today, deleted 3000~4000 words, and re-wrote it without water, sorry, sorry, the update is late, I am a conscientious... dog author.

　　
　
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