My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 131 The company doesn't have the budget!

"Sorry, the conditions are difficult, and there is no hot water."

In the temporary office in the factory, Ma Guohua smiled awkwardly at Gao Jun. All the tools for entertaining guests were shattered by the cannon.

There wasn't even a sofa in the room, just a few chairs that looked older than his father were wobbly.

When Gao Jun sat on this buttock, he almost fell down in a daze.

"It's okay, Mr. Ma, don't be too busy. I know what Senegal's conditions are. Let's talk about business." Boss Gao waved his hand, "You have 32 people here. According to food expenses + security standards, it is 50 US dollars per person per day, so the total is 1600. US dollars, a total of 11200 US dollars, including 6 wounded, these people need medicine, each of them will add 50 US dollars, what do you think?"

Ma Guohua's eyebrows trembled when he heard the number.

Although the national foreign exchange reserves exceeded 1991 billion U.S. dollars in 200, the money is not my own. It would be nice if the Thirteenth Bureau can get a little money in it, and I have to make a report...

Leaders don't have this budget!
"Yuri, can this be exchanged for other currencies?" Ma Guohua asked hesitantly.

"Of course, in addition to US dollars, British pounds, Swiss francs, etc. are fine, oh yes, no rubles, I have enough in the toilet at home."

"Then do you charge RMB?" The other party asked hurriedly, looking at him eagerly.

"This kind is rarely popular in the market, and it does not preserve value." Gao Jun spread his hands, frowning, and pondered for a while, "Well, if the settlement is in RMB, I need to charge an additional 5% fee."

This person can only bow his head under the eaves.

Gao Jun handed the written order to him, "The total is 12075 US dollars, how about it, wipe out zero, 12070 US dollars, according to the latest exchange rate, it should be 5.3227, then 64244.989, you just give me 64245 yuan at that time. How about it?"

More than 1991 in 6...

Ma Guohua seemed to have seen the scene where the leader yelled and cursed when he saw the budget, but after thinking about his colleague who was still seriously ill, the subordinate who saw that he couldn't do it, he gritted his teeth and signed his name.

Nobody matters in the future!

At worst, he will be expelled from the sea!
"Is that all right?"

Gao Jun admired his decisiveness, glanced at the name, pointed his index finger at the name, "I'm missing an official seal."

"The official seal... I lost it."

"How about this, make a fingerprint." Seeing the other party's eyes flickering, Ma Guohua was about to bite his finger for fear of another accident, but was held down by Gao Jun, "Don't worry, I'll ask someone to bring a box of ink pads over, this cut the wound , there are so many bacteria here, tetanus is worth a lot of money."

You can run a monk, but you can't run a temple!

If you don't give me money, I will go to the embassy and put up big-character posters to see who doesn't want face.

"Okay." Ma Guohua nodded, biting his finger was also very painful.

"By the way, can you invoice me?"

Gao Jun looked at him, startled, and smiled: "Of course, how much do you want to drive? How about 10 RMB?"

"No, no, no, I don't take kickbacks, Yuri, I'm a decent person, and I won't make mistakes." Ma Guohua said angrily as if he had been insulted.

"It's just a little mistake, everyone makes it."

"If the 4 rebate is a small mistake, what is a big mistake?"

"It's a big mistake to be found out."

Ma Guohua's face darkened, and he cursed in his heart, this fake foreign devil knows a lot. In fact, it's not that he doesn't take kickbacks, it's just that in Senegal, what do you eat?
Eat RMB?Or eat dollars?

CFA francs are not enough.

His monthly subsidy plus salary is only about 2000 yuan a month, which is already a high salary. The domestic average salary is 195 yuan.

Where a person stands depends on where he sits.

If you are an ordinary worker, what you want is not to get kickbacks, but to work hard, because you can't get kickbacks at all, you can only eat engine oil.

You eat too much engine oil, and the boss says you are wasting it!
So, if you are killed, you will not work!

Part-time workers have to be "beaten to death!" by the boss

Gao Jun smiled when he saw that Ma Guohua had such a "bottom line", and he didn't force it. The two of them had just started their business, so they must have concerns, which is understandable.

Not everyone is like a black dog, as long as there is a bite to eat, they will pounce on it, regardless of whether there is a pile of shit hidden underneath.

After the two discussed things again, Gao Jun walked out of the office and waved to his colleagues standing beside him.

"Boss." Tonikov and others hurried over.

"Bancroft, Boris, you go to the airport to bring a batch of goods over, and we will stay here during this time."

The two responded, exchanged the magazines from Tonikov, and slipped out while it was still raining outside.

"Mr. Yuri, are the two of them enough?" Ma Guohua asked worriedly.

"On the battlefield, the more people there are, the more danger it represents, right?" Gao Jun looked at Lu Wu on the other side. looked at him, then looked at Ma Guohua, nodded, "In theory, yes."

"Don't worry, I pay attention to word-of-mouth when I do business. There won't be any problems. It's best to buy insurance when you go out in the future. If you need it, you can find me. I'll help you solve it. I'll make a call first." Gao Jun said casually, Signaled Tonikov to bring the phone over.

I called Scottis himself and asked him to get the goods ready first.

But the phone rang two or three times, but no one answered, Gao Jun couldn't help but frowned, "What is this guy doing? He didn't answer the phone?"

...

Scotis raised his hands and stared at the two black men holding weapons in front of him. The phone rang next to him, but he didn't dare to move.

Who would have thought that, damn, there would be kidnappers at the airport under the French administration?
That's right!

As soon as these two black men came in, they "armed" and kidnapped the entire plane. Scottis and the others were still too "young". The picture of the mustache is gone, the home is often lost, let alone a small airport?
"Where's that Asian!"

One of them questioned, the Beretta 92F pistol in his hand was pointed at Leonid's head, and the Soviet guy stared.

"Tell me! Where are the others?"

"Damn it, can you speak Russian or English?" Leonid yelled, the two of them couldn't match each other, the black man was stunned by the yelling, and when he recovered, his anger level went up Chung, kept asking loudly in French.

This made Master Leonid feel agitated, and when he got up, he gave a fucking uppercut, which hit the chin directly. With such force, Scottis could hear the sound of the opponent's bones being tempered.

But he also reacted quickly. Taking advantage of this moment, he walked briskly, grabbed another black man's wrist and gave it a hard farewell. The other party was in pain, and naturally let go, and then strangled his neck with his backhand, locking it tightly!

"Fuck! Learn Russian! Learn Russian! Learn Russian!" Leonid grabbed the other party's hair roughly, and smashed it hard on the ground, bleeding directly from the stem, and passed out.

"I hate people who speak French the most. You only need to learn French to surrender, and you also have to babble!"

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　ps: This is the second update yesterday, and I will continue to write in the evening.

　　
　
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