My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 101 There are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests!
Geek!

Could it be found?
Or was there too much industrial alcohol, and there was an accident?
Gao Jun's heart skipped a beat, but he still pretended to be nonchalant, "What's the matter? Dude?"

"It's great! I haven't had such a comfortable baijiu in a long time. It's great, and my boys are very happy." Diegoski cheered from the other end.

Boss Gao was silent for a while, and then immediately heaved a sigh of relief, followed by hahaha, "It's fine if you like it."

I had also checked with Manager Yang of the winery before, and the other party told him very clearly that most of it was edible alcohol. Of course, it could not be burnt sorghum, or it might be rotten sweet potatoes, sugar cane, etc. Add some "other condiments", and nothing will happen.

As long as it's less than 5 mg, it's generally not that bad.

And with the size of a Soviet, what's wrong with taking an extra sip?
Drinking industrial alcohol, they have a "criminal record".

On November 1941, 11, 5 soldiers died of methanol poisoning in the Urazov area; on January 30, 1943, a certain artillery company was poisoned by drinking alcohol, and 1 people died. On the same day, the 21th Guards Division and the 12th Guards Division In August 38, when the Soviet army occupied Arad in Romania, a group of Soviet troops drank too much industrial alcohol, resulting in the death of 58 people.

"We need more baijiu, the goods you sent are gone!"

Gao Jun shuddered, "General, I remember that I transported more than 16 bottles of liquor..."

"This can only solve the temporary troubles. Yuri, the Soviets who lack alcohol, lack combat power." Diegoski said very cautiously, "Even if the angel is the enemy, the Soviet soldiers who drink alcohol and wear sea soul shirts will never die." Undefeated!"

During the Soviet-Finnish War, the Soviet army, which lacked warm-keeping equipment, was deeply trapped in the extreme cold of Karelia. After trying all ways to keep warm, the last thing the Soviet army thought of was the vodka that had accompanied them for many years—the one called "Water of Life" drink.

Perhaps it was because of the climate and the fact that they were rotten alcoholics in their bones, which made them irresistible to alcohol, and there were even many problems within the Soviet army.

During the Battle of Hungary, the Soviet army invaded Budafok, which is famous for its wine making. During this period, soldiers drank wildly and swam in the "sea of ​​wine" absurdly, and some soldiers drowned in the wine; more The most terrible thing is that a group of drunk soldiers also killed Gorelov, the deputy commander of the 8th Guards Mechanized Corps of the Soviet Army, because he prevented these drunk soldiers from looting and making trouble.

An alcoholic is an alcoholic!

When the Soviet Union was strong, they could not be contained, let alone after it weakened now, because of insufficient domestic supply, some people even stole aviation fuel, and even heard that some people stole antifreeze, but there is no specific research on this.

However, the soaring combat effectiveness of the Soviets who drank too much was indeed powerful.

For details, please refer to…

A brown bear with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"How much do you need?"

"Yuri, don't ask such stupid questions, we can deal with all the wine you sent." Diegoski was very confident, and after a pause, he said, "The last shipment was great, I need The minimum is 50 bottles. In the Soviet Union, you can skip food, but you can’t skip drinking.”

Such a big appetite?
So full of breath?
Gao Jun immediately knew that the other party must have found a buyer. After exchanging state-owned assets (weapons) for liquor and other necessary daily necessities, he would sell these items to businessmen, who would then get more benefits.

This has long been a complete industrial chain.

Gao Jun pondered for a while, walked to a small bench at the entrance of the law firm and sat down, "Of course, but I want to change to something else now, the AK series market is saturated, and my customers told me that they As soon as they open their eyes, all they hear is 7.62mm sound, a little tired, they want to hear something else!"

"You know, men are always tired of the same woman." He joked with a smile.

Diegoski frowned, "What do you want?"

"Can you sell nukes..."

Gao Jun heard a sound of falling and a crash on the other side. After waiting for a while, he heard Diegoski on the other side getting a little excited, "This is not funny at all, Yuri!"

"OKOK, I just mentioned it casually."

Who knew that the other party was so frightened that he looked like a dog.

No humor at all.

"I want an Il-76 transport aircraft..." Gao Jun has long coveted this guy, because it is the most successful heavy transport aircraft in the world, and it is also the only strategic transport aircraft that can be bought. Converted into tanker and air early warning aircraft.

Of course none of this matters.

The important thing is that its load capacity can reach 60 tons. If you install tanks, even a medium tank like T62 can’t hold two tanks, but if you put "Hind", you can put nearly 8 tanks!
Gao Jun has long wanted to build his own transportation system.

Even if you have a cargo ship "World" in your hand, the speed is really slow, which will affect customers' negative reviews.

Gao Jun absolutely does not allow the client to waver to his profession.

Diegoski was silent...

Boss Gao thought that the other party was thinking about the price, and was about to play a bomb to scare the other party. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the other party say, "Yuri, can you afford it?"

Both sides fell silent.

Brother, if you speak so bluntly, can we still be good friends?

However, the maintenance of the IL-76 does cost money.

$30 a year is almost guaranteed!
In addition to the maintenance fee, fuel is also added here, and your plane has to stop. Do you build an airport yourself?
It all adds up to cost.

With Gao Jun's current status, he may not be able to play well. If there is a problem or a major repair is needed, he will have to do several business trips for nothing.

When the Soviet Union disintegrates, you can buy one from Ermao for 4 U.S. dollars, yes, that's the price! (Men readers, when you buy one, take me for a ride.)
But your maintenance is not based on second-hand goods.

Mao Xiong is also a professional at cheating people. Look at the third brother next door, his pants are about to smoke.

"In fact, if you just want a transport aircraft, you can lower your requirements. Two civil aviation companies in Tallinn have gone bankrupt. They are selling some aircraft, including An-2, An-10, An-12, and An-22, ranging from short-range to long-range. The price is not expensive, and I can make a match for you.”

"Do they only accept dollars?"

"Of course not, civil aviation also has a national background..." Diegoski explained.

Gao Jun immediately understood that some people had already resold these assets recklessly, and now they didn't bother to hide them.

"I guess I'll have to come and see for myself."

"This is of course the best. If you can give me 10 bottles of liquor, I can help you get an An-2 transport plane. It's cheap, isn't it?"

That nickname: Colt
It can transport up to 1240 kg.

嗏

I can use it in the United States. For example, the goods are sent to Mexico, and then the general ammunition is transported to the airport through formal and legal air procedures. This is the way Armando, the king of the sky, takes.

"Wait for me to come and have a look."

Diegoski also knew that the business could not be confirmed over the phone, so he just urged him not to forget to bring more liquor, "Tallinn hasn't seen a drunkard for many days!"

After the chat, the Soviet guy hung up the phone hastily.

The cigarette in Gao Jun's hand had just been lit, and his legs were crossed, but he was thinking about how to expand the production scale. He happened to see little Emily getting out of the car with a teddy bear in her arms, and ran over obediently. , called out to him.

For this little girl, Gao Jun still likes it very much. He hugged his knees, looked at Umbrella who happened to come out of the driver's seat, and said, "I'm going to the Soviet Union in a while, you can contact Mr. Yang from that winery. , Ask him how much stock he has, I want it, the most basic thing is to get me 80 bottles, in addition to these, you can expand the purchase quantity according to the list we purchased last time."

"Do you want to improve other types? I heard that cotton coats and toys are also the most sold in the Soviet Union." Umbrella offered to put forward his opinion. He now positions himself as the manager of the fire company.

Naturally, you can't be an answerer.

Most importantly, he also knows that the boss also likes to think proactively.

Many people are angry at the injustice of this world, but those who can use their brains will not starve to death even if they don’t get food. It is ordinary people who pursue suffering.

The most ordinary group of people are doing nothing and walking dead.

Gao Jun doesn't like such a paralyzed life, and he doesn't like such a person. He always feels like seeing his former self.

He looked up, motioning for Umbrella to continue.

"American products are too expensive. We can look for overseas markets. Japan and India are the world's factories. It will be cheaper to buy from them. Moreover, I heard that Chinese products are more expensive and better."

Europe and the United States are not expensive in raw materials, but in labor costs.

Naturally, these costs will be spread on the buyer.

"Actually, Boss, I think overseas purchasing is more suitable for you..." Umbrella just wanted to say something, then patted Emily and said with a smile, "Go and play inside."

The little girl nodded, and obediently ran into the law firm with the teddy bear in her arms.

Gao Jun stepped aside halfway, motioned for him to sit down and said.

"Easier to launder money."

Umbrella continued, "Our big purchases will attract the attention of the U.S. government. Those people like to stare at other people's pocketbooks. If they find out that you have unknown large amounts of cash, they are like hearing Kennedy was as happy as being beaten to death!"

In this world, the only people who stare at other people's pockets are the Americans, except for the robbers. Oh, they are also capable of robbery. The British have to learn their arithmetic well first.

Many people think that it is because they did not learn mathematics well that they are so weak that the sun never sets. After all, the cost of robbery is too high and the calculation is wrong.

After listening to Umbrella's words, Gao Jun realized that he seemed to have really forgotten this experience. He had been in the United States for several years, and his neighbors knew about his family conditions. will report.

The main thing is not to cause investigations by relevant departments. The most important thing is to use complicated methods to cut off their clues to trace the source of funds, clean up the money laundering, and turn it into legal income. This method is very common.

Guzman, for example, likes to use his money to buy gold bars and nuggets, then send them to American jewelry stores for recasting, making the gold untraceable, and then set up a leather bag company in Mexico, and the jewelry stores sell the gold to this company. company, and issue formal invoices, so the money will be clean?
Of course, in addition to this common one, there are also casinos, film and television dramas, physical stores, and even lottery tickets. For example, I spent 550 million to buy lottery tickets from the lucky winner of 500 million. The money is clean.

Of course, you have to pray that the lottery you come across is real.

I heard that there are a group of people in Colombia and Mexico who do this. They take a huge amount of money to Las Vegas to gamble, and use the boss's money.

"What do you mean?" Gao Jun looked at him and asked.

"I think we can launder the money through underground casinos and then spend it."

This is called prudence!
What do you think Boss Gao is doing?

What you sell is a business that can't get on the table.

Being caught, at least indefinitely, he has several lives under his hands, he has to be careful every step he takes, and he must, must not be caught.

Catch it and it will be confiscated.

"Leave this matter to you, and wash the money I took out before. It's best to have a serious invoice. I don't want to go to jail." Gao Jun took the last puff of his cigarette and looked around. , inserted into the flower bed behind (who hasn't done it?)
He got up and patted his butt, "You can't do it alone. Taylor won't be here until January. You recruit some reliable people yourself. I think your instructor is very good. I'll keep Victor to help you."

"There is only one request, be obedient!"

Gao Jun looked at Umbrella, "Arrested people will make people look guilty. We are not walking in darkness, we are darkness itself, are you right?"

He patted the other person on the shoulder. There is still a little difference in height, but in terms of aura, the boss is the boss after all.

"I'll take care of it."

Gao Jun nodded in satisfaction and walked into the law firm.

He can't do everything alone.

Sooner or later you have to trust others!
No matter how ruthless a wolf is, it is only one wolf, but if you have a wolf with many robbers, murderers, rapists and political prisoners, then you can call it: America.

Umbrella looked at Gao Jun's back and murmured, "Boss, we are liberating America!"

Gao Jun waited in the yard for his cousin to express his views on life outside of Abang before he stood up and lifted the latter to bask in the sun.

"How much stock does the cannery have now?"

"About 60 cans. I found more than a dozen warehouses in San Francisco and hid them all. What's the matter? Cousin, do you want it now?" Abang asked, looking at Gao Jun's serious expression.

"Give me another 100 million, and I will go out when the Chinese New Year comes."

"Aren't you going back with us for the New Year?" Ah Bang cared about this first.

"When business comes, don't refuse it. This may be God's test for you. He wants to know which one you choose between your thoughts and interests. Although I really want to go home, I don't want me to go home. When I was dressed in rags..."

Nie Zhenbang said, "But you are rich enough now."

"If you can't buy the whole world, then you are still poor. When the time comes, transfer the money to my parents and remember to exchange it for RMB." Gao Jun said with a smile, he raised his spirits, "Before returning to China Get me what I want."

"Okay, do you still have to send it to the dock?"

"I'll charter a flight then."

Using a boat...too slow!

"Abang, Wenwen is here to look for you!" Aunt Biao's loud voice sounded in the front yard, and she saw Nie Zhenbang having a headache, "Got it!"

He whispered, "Why did you come to me again, really."

"The little girl likes to be with you, aren't you happy?"

"But I really don't like her."

"Go and see the electric pole in front of your house. You poked a hole in the pole yesterday by calling her name."

Nie Zhenbang blushed, "No way!"

He coughed to hide his embarrassment, his eyes wandered, and when he walked to the front yard, he saw Wu Wenwen dressed very neatly, and when he saw him, he smiled happily.

this life…

Maybe, there will always be someone who cares about you so much.

To the world you are one person, but to that person you are the whole world.

"Here's a ticket, are you... free today? How about we go to the amusement park?"

Just as Nie Zhenbang was about to refuse, he felt several murderous auras coming from behind. He shrank his head and nodded, "Okay! Where are your friends?"

Wu Wenwen smiled happily, "Aying is busy finishing the work and making other plans. Today, there are only two tickets." She looked at Gao Jun as she spoke.

"Go and play, I still have a headache."

"Thank you cousin!" Wu Wenwen laughed, her eyes were crooked, like a moon.

Nie Zhenbang took his clothes, and the two walked out the door side by side.

Standing at the door, he could still hear his rambling voice, "Why do you wear so little? Are you not afraid of the cold? Are you going to become a little popsicle? Promise, I'll wear it for you."

"are not you cold?"

"Me? Real men rely on anger to survive the winter, Ah Choo!"

Gao Jun stood at the door, watching this scene with a smile on his face.

I will definitely never meet such love.

When interests and money corrode yourself, you will find that love is really naive, but there are many people who want to taste it.

Just as he was in a daze, Victor's voice sounded behind him.

"Boss, there's a call."

Business is so busy!

I also thank Bell for inventing the telephone. If the message is sent by the messenger, the corpse will be cold. Information dissemination is an important factor in modern economic development.

He answered the phone and was about to serve with a smile. The smile on his face gradually faded, and his brows gradually wrinkled together.

"Okay, I'll come to you."

……

Telegraph Hill, San Francisco.

There is a 210-foot Coit Tower, similar to a huge ancient Roman stone column, which is also a landmark building, and dining and entertainment are developed around it.

On a food truck with Stark written on it, a chef wearing a clown mask is busy making burgers. There is a long queue in front of him, and a few kids holding balloons are waiting anxiously.

"Mr. Stark, can you hurry up? The adventure of Super Mario Brothers is about to start, we are waiting to go back and watch it." A little black baby with curly hair shouted.

"Don't worry, Super Stark is working hard!" The chef replied in a muffled voice, but he was still grumbling softly, "Damn it, should the burger be put in chili or tomato juice?"

He kept his eyes on the cafe in the distance.

Or maybe it was the two men sitting near the glass.

"I didn't expect you to come." Gao Jun looked at the person in front of him and said in a deep voice.

"Surprised? Or scared? Or surprised?" Edward said with a smile, his face relaxed.

Gao Jun received the call from him and asked him out to meet him. He was shocked at the time!
don't you know...

Animosity between the two sides?

I cheated him a lot.

"Tomanby is dead." Edward looked up at Gao Jun and said, the latter's eyelids twitched, "This is really bad news."

"You don't seem surprised at all."

"There are many surprises and inconceivables in this world. The biggest difference between Bush and Mustache is that the latter relies on votes." Gao Jun said calmly.

Edward took a deep look at him and said with emotion, "Yes, there will be many surprises. Have you seen that burger shop?"

Gao Jun looked in his direction.

"In 30 seconds, he will be hit by a car!" Edward said confidently, and raised his watch to count down.

Gao Jun was not in a hurry, and just watched quietly. When the group of children left with hamburgers, just as the chef was about to rest, he heard a scream, and then an out-of-control car swayed left and right, but It flew the fast food truck very accurately, and the chef fell to the concrete floor abruptly, was crushed by the truck again, and was crushed to death.

"Exactly 30 seconds." Edward said with a smile.

The customers in the cafe who heard the movement all looked outside, and at the same time, other pedestrians also approached, and OMG kept ringing.

It was definitely arranged by him.

superpower?
Do you think I look like a badass?

Gao Jun didn't ask, and looked very patient. Edward shook his head, "You are so calm and scary."

"In San Francisco, no one can scare me. God, I have to be quiet. I don't like noise."

Edward stared at him, and continued to look at the scene of the car accident, "That's the FBI, he's been staring at me for a long time..."

"Aren't you afraid of their revenge?"

"It was an accident, wasn't it?" laughed Edward. "Like Tomanby's accident."

The two looked at each other.

"You asked me to come, didn't you just let me watch an accident?" Gao Jun asked first, then changed his posture and said.

"I want to work with you."

"Cooperation?"

Gao Jun felt that he must have heard it wrong, or he forgot to wear his ears when he came out, and his expression was very surprised.

"The purpose of war and death is for profit, and you are a very qualified collaborator."

Hearing this, Gao Jun laughed, almost to the point of tears, and leaned back, "Paul and Tomanbi are my collaborators, but they are all dead, do you think I am still qualified? "

"Aren't you afraid, is there an accident?"

Edward's eyes flashed, "People are the most damned when they are most useless. Now they are still alive, but they are still useful. Paralyzed patients are creating wealth for the hospital, hard-working workers are earning luxury cars for the capitalists, beggars Add sympathy to this desolate world, they can still use it, and we can create greater value through cooperation."

this word...

It's so realistic.

"When there is a gun battle in San Francisco every day, 31 people have died in San Diego. Murder is a specialty. I know you have a channel for Soviet goods, and I have a channel for American goods. We can replace each other."

"Aren't you afraid that I will occupy your market?" Gao Jun grinned, "At that time, you will be useless."

"There are 70 billion people in this world. A gun for everyone is the dream of the White House. My dream is very simple. There are 2.5 million people in the United States. As long as 5 million guns can be sold."

You can dream more than I can.

"The world is big, and we are small enough to eat a bigger cake through cooperation, don't you think so?"

It has to be said that Edward really had the guts to come to San Francisco with a few horsemen, and he was about to discuss cooperation with Gao Jun. The other party must be wondering how Tomanby died.

The death of a gang leader can bring out enemies in the reinforced battalion.

Adorable Edward's intuition told him that the possibility of this Asian was as high as 80%. He survived countless adventures, relying on many intuitions.

"How to cooperate? Do you represent each other?"

"This is not a good way. I can introduce you to customers who need Soviet products. If your customers need American products, they can also find me. If you buy from me, I can give you 30% cheaper market prices. what do you think?"

Gao Jun began to calculate an account in his mind. According to the FIM-43 red-eyed individual air defense he bought from him before, it cost 220 US dollars a piece, and if it was 30% cheaper, it would be 154 US dollars.

At this price, I can earn something.

If you sell it to Africa, you can double it by 3 to 5 times!
"Deal." Of course, Gao Jun had no reason to refuse. He admitted that Edward was right, making money together sounds good, but everyone is taking advantage of each other.

Two hands are held together.

When the business negotiation is successful, the atmosphere will naturally become very pleasant.

"After Tomanby died, his uncle was very angry and said at the funeral that he would find the man and kill him."

"We need to understand the grief of an old man who lost a loved one, right?" Gao Jun said.

Edward nodded, "In San Diego, his uncle has status, but he's not the most powerful. There are many people who want to replace him. Tomanby is dead, and fights happen every day in his territory."

"The world is like this, it won't be suspended because of someone's fall, but because you are fat enough to want to bite on your corpse, so we have to keep accidents out, I don't want to change another Collaborator."

"Don't worry, Santiago is forgotten by God. There, the criminals are the masters, and I am one of them."

Two dangerous men reached a consensus.

When Gao Jun came out of Monica Cafe, he took a special look at the scene of the car accident. The driver had been restrained, and the body of the FBI had been transported away. Except for the cleaner who was clearing the blood stains, no one else was there. Pedestrians have also rejoined their busy lives.

After getting in the car, Tonikov, the co-pilot, glanced at him in the rearview mirror.

"Do you have anything to say?" Gao Jun still had a headache from drunkenness, he opened his eyes and asked.

"Boss, can that Edward be trusted?"

Gao Jun shook his head, "Of course not, but if you want to succeed, you only need to know two things, who is what I need, and what that person needs."

Tonikov opened his mouth, but in the end it all turned into a nod.

"Boss, where are you going now?"

"Of course I'm going to relax. I'll take you to the lady and call Huo Bingkun." Gao Jun said, and Tonikov took out his mobile phone and dialed it as instructed.

"Hey, Akun, let's go out for a stroll. It's almost Chinese New Year, go wash your hair, it's almost rusty, okay, let's go to a wealthy family, the women over there have good figures and good faces, see you later."

...

East Bay Tilton Regional Park.

On the Redwood Valley Sightseeing Train, Nie Zhenbang listened to Wu Wenwen screaming next to him, his eyes lost.

elder sister…

There is no such thing as a 20-yard stroller.

What a fart you are!
It's not exciting at all, he wants to feel something that can spit out bile.

"Big head, isn't it fun?" Wu Wenwen grabbed the handlebar, turned her head to look at him suspiciously, her small eyes were still shining.

The sun pierced through the dark clouds and shone down. For a moment, the sun remained on the little girl's face greedily. With that smile, the world was drunk, and even Nie Zhenbang was slightly in a trance.

"Hey! Big head!"

Nie Zhenbang quickly regained his senses, and saw the little girl waving her hands, her face flushed, "What are you looking at?"

"It's okay, it's okay, the car is here, let's get out of the car." Abang said nervously, he was obsessed with this little girl's film just now, no, no, no, he must be delusional.

Seeing the car stop, Abang stepped over after all the children in front opened the doors and got out of the car.

"Shall we go play that?" Wu Wenwen grabbed his hand and pointed at the jumping machine in the distance.

The sudden softness of his palms and the scent from the tip of his nose made Abang tense all over.

Are you kidding me?
I'm a seasoned veteran, why would I be nervous?
Why is the heart beating so fast?
He just passively led him away, and was pushed by Wu Wenwen to rush towards the chair, and she still shouted from behind, "Come on, big-headed Mickey Mouse, take the seat."

When the wind blows, it brings a curly smile.

The corners of Abang's mouth couldn't help but open.

When he got on the jumping machine, he grabbed him with both hands, and when he turned around, he saw Wu Wenwen's little face turned pale.

"Are you afraid? Why don't we sit down?"

"No, sit! Ah Bang, you like the jumping machine the most. When we were young and we went out to play together, you didn't sit until you cried, crying."

Nie Zhenbang opened his mouth, but he...had no memory.

At this moment, the alarm sounded, signaling everyone to leave, and then the jumping machine slowly rose, and the feeling of being suspended gradually came to my heart, and the tourists below became like little ants.

You can feel Wu Wenwen's nervousness.

When it reached the top, the jumping machine fell rapidly, and the excitement made the back of Abang's head feel cold.

I couldn't help but screamed loudly along with Wu Wenwen.

The children below looked curiously, they must be laughing at their timidity, and their eyes were a little eager to try.

"Abang!" Wu Wenwen shouted suddenly, her voice blowing into her ears along with the wind.

Nie Zhenbang turned his head.

"I like you, can you be my boyfriend!"

The girl boldly said what she liked, but the boy stared, his mind blank.

When the jumping machine stopped, the two held hands tightly and looked at each other. There was still a little nervousness in Wu Wenwen's eyes, and she lost the boldness just now, "Is it possible?"

Nie Zhenbang opened his mouth.

He didn't know how to answer.

A sentence that I said when I was talking with my cousin at night suddenly sounded in my brain, "There are so many towns in the world, and there are so many pubs in the towns, there will always be someone who can't help but walk into your heart."

"What is love?"

"It's better to be with you for a long time than to be happy at first sight!"

"You still called this Wu Wenwen by the name when you were holding the telegraph pole yesterday."

"I see you are destined."

"Silly beep, wild dogs can tell that the girl is interested in you."

"If you hold hands and feel warm, soft and like it, then you are in love."

……

Nie Zhenbang repeated these words in his mind, and when the girl's eyes gradually dimmed, he swallowed, "But... you can try."

Wu Wenwen raised her head and smiled.

Abang deeply remembers this smile, she is really beautiful.

"Hey! It's time, and you're still not coming down?" The machine administrator rudely interrupted the exchange of glances. The two shrank their heads, hurriedly opened their seat belts, and ran out holding hands.

"Scared me to death, I thought the administrator was going to eat me."

"Don't worry, I have practiced martial arts, and I will protect you." Nie Zhenbang made fists and embroidered legs, and Bruce Lee roared from his mouth, which made the little girl laugh.

The two snuggled up and bounced into the center of the paradise. There were more people here, and there were noises and cheers everywhere.

You can also see puppets walking around.

The little girl ran over happily when she saw something, stayed here for a while, and played there. After a while, she took a lot of things in her hand.

"Wow, there's an ice cream truck there!" Wu Wenwen pointed to the distance and said, jumping on the spot excitedly, "I want to eat, I want to eat."

"All right, I'll buy it for you." Nie Zhenbang saw a woman standing in the distance, with curly hair, who looked like Eurasian, wearing work clothes, and lowered her whole face.

"No, no, I'm thirsty. There's something to drink over there. You can buy two bottles. I'll buy two ice creams. We'll meet here later."

"It's fine, don't lose it, I'm afraid that if you lose it, you won't be able to find your way home later."

Wu Wenwen wrinkled her nose cutely, "Hmph, who do you underestimate, I won't cry, I still remember someone crying."

Nie Zhenbang raised his head with a haughty look, and after joking around, the two walked in different directions, but the sky seemed to be divided here, with a clear sun on one side and dark clouds on the other.

When Abang walked up to the vending machine, he turned his head and saw Wu Wenwen in a light yellow dress pointing at the ice cream truck through the gap of the crowd.

Nie Zhenbang smiled knowingly, having a girlfriend is really nice.

After queuing for four or five minutes, he finally got to talk about him. He stuffed the steel box, took two bottles of Coca-Cola, and walked to the position just now, but found that the little girl hadn't come yet. He looked around in surprise, but didn't see the same thing. At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the ice cream truck had disappeared.

It seemed as if it had disappeared flat.

Now, Nie Zhenbang finally panicked, "Awen, Awen!"

He yelled loudly, and hurriedly searched for it in the paradise.

...

Wealthy people.

in the private room.

Gao Jun was being massaged on his stomach. A little girl who weighed about [-] was stepping on his back. His bones made a sound, and he also let out a long sigh, "Oh~"

"so comfortable!"

Huo Bingkun was lying on the bed next to him. There was also a girl on top of him. Looking up from below, the peaks and mountains were gathered together, and the waves were like angry waves. Looking at the river, he hesitated...

"Hehe, it's very comfortable, Mr. Gao. I used to come out for a massage when I was insomnia. This man, he will definitely not be able to sleep alone at night. Even if he holds a woman's stinky feet, it will be different."

"If only I could live as chic as you guys." Gao Jun smiled, "Business is busy and top-heavy."

"You won't enjoy this anymore. Why do you make money? Isn't it eating, drinking, whoring and gambling? Don't you save it, and when you die, you don't bring these things with you when you die, and you don't take them with you when you die. You have to enjoy them while you're alive. Go down later, I can also brag with others, I am on top, when I was majestic, I got ten chicks a night."

Gao Jun felt that what he said made sense.

You have to learn to enjoy it.

Like him, he came in the desert, went in the chaos of war, with his head on his belt, what kind of business did he do?If you want to eat peanuts, why don't you enjoy it?
When will it be enjoyed?

Could it be that you close your eyes, lie on the bed, and ask hundreds of monks, Taoist priests, and pastors to recite scriptures for you without moving?
This is for the living to see.

When he was at home before, he saw this kind of thing. The old man in the family is gone, and he spends a lot of money to hire someone to take care of it. The money is slippery.

But what about the fact?

The old man fell down at home for four or five days. Later, the body smelled bad. People passing by smelled it, and then they realized that something was wrong. They rushed in and saw that everyone was almost eaten by the dog at home.

People, what are you living for?
Elegant point: for dreams, for the world, for human beings.

Vulgar point: eating, drinking and having fun will be gone for a lifetime.

What is instant gratification?

Just don’t wait until the money is earned, people die, put it in the bank, and no one will claim it after decades, well, if you work for the bank, then your hard work will be in vain, maybe you won’t be able to die Rest in peace.

However, people in the future will definitely become more and more "smart". They know that they can't change the whole world, so they choose to lie flat. Isn't being a moonlight clan a kind of numb happiness?

No, it should be said to be powerless contentment.

"It seems that in the future, this kind of matter will still come to you." Gao Jun responded with a smile.

"Yes, yes, I know some ghosts in San Francisco like to have parties. It's fun, but you need to review your assets. If Mr. Gao is interested, I can ask for you." Huo Bingkun expressed implicitly, but slightly emphasized the key words .

Gao Jun naturally understood, he actually had a little bit of a heartbeat?
so evil.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard the phone next to him rang. He gestured to the girl above, and the other party stopped, "I'll answer the call."

Huo Bingkun responded.

Gao Jun got up and walked outside, "Hello!"

Nie Zhenbang's voice came from inside, panicked, even a little scared and at a loss, "Cousin..."

"What's the matter? Tell me!" Gao Jun asked with a frown.

"Awen, Awen is gone!"

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(End of this chapter)