My Arms Dealer Career

I've said so much, you don't believe me?

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

If ordinary people were told that, they would definitely panic, but who is Boss Gao?

You go out and inquire, those who rely on their mouths to make a living are talking about formal industries, not the kind of red light districts, who can compete with him in a quarrel?
"Then tell me, what am I thinking about now? What do I need?" Cambesto shook his shoulders, pressed the waistcoat on the slightly voluminous military uniform to the comfort point, and looked at him with piercing eyes, very oppressive.

Waters was holding his breath beside him, not daring to take a big breath, and Mung Dou looked at Gao Jun, afraid that he would not be able to say it, and it would be unlucky for him.

He also regrets it a little now. When he should have brought Gao Jun here, he had a side-talk with Cambesto first, which made him so embarrassed now.

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

Don't take things for granted.

Faced with this kind of inquiry that was almost finding fault, Gao Jun was not at all flustered, looking at the gloating eyes around him, he seemed very calm, "You need friends, there is a saying in my hometown that people who have more friends will get more rewards." Help, people with fewer friends lose more opportunities."

That is what it means to get more help than to get help.

"When you are sleeping at night every day, do you hear a voice that seems to be whispering, but also seems to be telling, but you don't know the specific content?" Gao Jun asked everyone with a smile.

Many people's eyes were blank, but some were frowning.

"It seems... yes." At this time, someone asked curiously. When everyone looked over, he was a little nervous, his face tightened, and he was at a loss.

But people are obedient beings, when a thing is emphasized by many people, it will become "truth", and even a few people who harbor the truth will become self-doubt.

After all, not many people can keep their hearts in the midst of many hesitation.

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

"Well, when I was sleeping at night, I felt someone talking in my ear..."

Cambesto was surprised and lost in thought for a moment.

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

Gao Jun laughed in his heart, these ignorant dogs, are they limping?

"That's God's will!" He said solemnly, his eyes swept back and forth on the faces of several people who were originally thinking, and finally settled on Cambesto.

The loneliest thing in this world is that there are always people who regard illusory things as life!
In Africa, belief in gods is a kind of life, and many presidents even think that they are the incarnation of gods.

For example, the former president of Gambia, Yahya Jammeh, is known as the cure for AIDS...

then…

More than 60% of the country's AIDS patients.

Too many wonderful things have been bred in this magical soil, so when it is related to faith, who would want to escape the gaze of "God"?
Especially Cambesto!
What this tribal chief who came to power by means of a coup d'état needs a nominal way of ruling.

Cambesto's eyes and Gao Jun's eyes met each other, flashing as shrewd as a dog. …

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

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

There are also people present who have received higher education, but as the saying goes, the books you have read for more than ten years may be able to withstand bullets, but they will definitely not be able to withstand cannons. This is roughly what it means.

However, the identity of Gao Jun, the oriental prophet, has not been certified. This is a superstitious propaganda activity, and he will be imprisoned. Do you have official certification?

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

"Okay, gentlemen, let's start the luncheon." Cambesto looked at his watch and greeted him, and after taking a deep look at Gao Jun, "You can sit with me at the table, I have something to ask you."

"Of course, I'm happy to serve you." Gao Jun bowed his head slightly to show respect.

Campesto was very satisfied with Gao Jun's attitude. After taking off his military uniform, he walked towards the head table of the banquet.

The style of this luncheon was rather oriental. There were six tables in total, all of which were wealthy families in Senegal. This should be regarded as the top class in Africa.

This luncheon was not that bad, after all, it was the first reception after taking the stage, and the food was not bad, not the rumored roasted bats.

That's poor man's food!
Cambesto shook the wine glass in his hand, which contained slightly cloudy sake. He sipped his mouth and bared his teeth a little, "This is a gift from a Japanese friend of mine. You can try it."

Japanese friends?

Are you called a little boy?
Gao Jun quietly waited for him to speak without expressing his opinion.

"You Asians have always been a group that pursues interests. Sometimes, the Jews are not as good at calculating as you." Cambesto leaned over, and the body odor on his body almost killed Gao Jun. He held back , pricked up his ears to listen to what the other party said, "He wants to get the ore mining rights from me, what do you want?"

Gao Jun glanced at the other party, and thought about it in his heart, that little devil must have obtained the mining rights, and the price he paid made Cambesto very full, so now he wants to get 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 their hands will not allow you to unify the entire country. Senegal, including the Wolo, Fulbe, Serer, Mandingo, they will not allow you to rule them, they will resist violently, you need to conquer them by force."

Boss Gao had already thought about Cambesto, he clenched his fists, and spoke loudly, trying his best to promote his theory of supremacy of force, not to mention, this really touched the heart of the other party.

When he saw Cambesto's surprised expression, Gao Jun smiled slightly, "In addition to being a prophet, I am also an arms dealer, mainly providing middle and low-end weapons. Of course, I also have purchasing services, but the main business Soviet-style equipment, of course, my arms company also produces, including armed pickups and hellfire guns."

Gao Jun's words seemed to be borrowed, and he was in a hurry to return them. There were a lot of chattering, and even Cambesto understood it.

Cambesto chuckled, "I am a weapon that needs to be considered. I plan to form another armed force of about [-] people, and there is still a gap of about [-] weapons. But you know, the new government of Senegal has just been established. 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 stingy "purchasers", if it is not themselves who are unlucky in the end, they even want to buy shotguns. Anyway, the more miserable the people are, the richer I am, and the people have leftovers panties.

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

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

Cambesto put his hand on Gao Jun's shoulder, as if he was very satisfied with his words.

"One hundred thousand dollars."

"Hold!"

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