My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 51 Money is important, life is important?
Gao Jun's briefcase can't fit US dollars.

From the truck, I found a box containing 107 rocket shells. It said in Chinese: Cao County Coffin.

this wood...

Irregular!
He piled stacks of banknotes neatly on top of it, and after repeated several times, he felt backache, hundreds of thousands of dollars is like this, if he sells a big item in the future, will he have to hire someone to collect the money?

Happy to think about it.

The curtain of the tent behind him was lifted, Gao Jun looked back, it was Umbrella, and the other party said: "Boss, I asked, Mr. Bishop was killed by a shell, and his body...was taken away by the Iraqis." I can't find the cemetery."

Hearing this, Boss Gao sighed a little.

He originally wanted to pay homage to the other party while leaving.

after all…

People spent tens of thousands of dollars here and were killed by the bombing. You have to express it, but you said that Saudi Arabia is indeed "poor".

There are no white sails, candles, or ingots.

Thinking about bowing for a while, good guy, the corpses are gone.

However, his figure should be everywhere in the air.

Will always live in Gao Jun's heart.

The other party was the first to let him know that the original transaction can use gold!

"He will surely sleep peacefully in Huabak's arms." Gao Jun said something on the scene, and then changed the subject, "Is the car ready?"

"Get ready, I'll ask Nasser to buy us a plane ticket to San Francisco, and we'll leave in the evening."

Gao Jun looked at his watch. The dial was a little rubbed. He wiped it off vigorously with his thumb, "Okay, then let's go, and we can save some money in time."

"Go and call Scottis, let's go."

The money on the ground, of course, Gao Jun moved it himself, how could he bother others?

How much do you think $50 weighs?
Heavier than life.

There is something to say.

Money is important, life is important, of course it is money, can it still be life?Everyone has life, but not everyone has money.

When he came out carrying the box, he happened to see Nasser and his party.

Yuri has an unusual relationship with them now.

After all, it was a "close comrade" who had "beaten" Iraq in a battlefield, and his trust was so low.

Montasari looked at him "affectionately". Of course, the most important thing was to hope that he could deliver the goods as soon as possible.

"Yuri, next time you come, I'll introduce you to the members of the royal family of Kuwait." The fat man said while grabbing the edge of the window.

Hey, when you say that, I want to get out of the car.

But Gao Jun also felt guilty, mainly because he was talking nonsense, and he had no connections or channels behind him. What if a Kuwaiti asked himself to buy an airplane?
Are you going to Gambia to buy goods?
He suppressed the anxiety in his heart and patted the other person's hand, "Thank you, I will miss you, buddy."

Montasari twitched his chin, stepped back, and waved to him.

Big dogs are passionate.

"Next time, it seems that we have to bring some good goods. The appetite of these people is getting bigger and bigger."

Gao Jun sat in the back seat, took out the unopened package of Lucky Strike from the lining, tore off the plastic film, flicked his wrist, threw out a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and gestured to Umbrella .

The other party waved his hand, indicating that he does not smoke, but Scottis is a smoker.

"Boss, what are we going to do in San Francisco now?" The latter drove the car, looked at the mirror, and touched the lighter in the groove with his right hand.

"Go to Chisa, I have been on a business trip for more than half a month. When I was in Afghanistan, I didn't hear that I opened my eyes because I was afraid of being hit by shells. In Saudi Arabia, I hate the sand here." Gao Jun said and patted the " cash box".

"I have an uncle in San Francisco. I'm going to visit him. I can relax and make money. I have to spend it."

He has a cousin who owns a law firm in Chinatown, San Francisco. He heard that he had studied at Kutafin Law University in the Soviet Union before, and he still has contacts. Some Soviet students even had status in the army. Gao Jun wanted to ask Are they still in touch?

He wants to do some trading business.

Send some potatoes there, and then ask them to order "special products" back. It is best to have contacts, and you know where you can send them.

I heard that the people over there are short of food and clothing, so the careful and kind Gao Jun naturally wants to send some warmth.

He can't see people being unlucky the most.

...

After driving for more than four hours, I finally arrived in Riyadh and deposited all the money in the bank before it closed.

This time it was deposited with HSBC.

You cannot put all your eggs in one basket.

After getting out of the bank, I was about to board the plane. I ate something casually at the airport, and an interesting incident happened during the security check.

A pistol was found in a black man's bag.

He argued loudly, "I picked it up, I don't know."

this excuse...

Who really believes that you think that if a big dog can pick up a "button" in the desert, you can pick up a gun?

"You're racist!" Heige yelled loudly.

Hey…

Hey guys, you say discriminate against blacks in the Arab world?
The security inspector laughed, and he nodded seriously, "Yes, sir, I will put you in the zoo. The children like to watch a monkey perform and eat."

The security personnel went up and held him down, and handcuffed him away.

"He should be castrated." The colleague next to him said softly, which happened to be heard by Gao Jun.

"Sir, please put the bag on the track."

Gao Jun obeyed the arrangement, but he was also a little nervous, because there was a micro punch inside, but the two security inspectors smiled at each other and didn't even look at it. They just wanted to mess with that black man on purpose!
Gao Jun calmly took the bag and left, but felt terrified in his heart.

The security check full of loopholes will cause the "Egyptair Flight 648" incident to happen again sooner or later. If you have nothing to do, don't come here.

Follow the passengers onto the plane.

A very familiar "Welcome aboard" made Gao Jun look up, his eyes fixed, and it was Agnes.

The other party also saw him and smiled at him.

"Is this Egyptair?" Gao Jun squinted his eyes and asked Umbrella next to him.

"No, it's Saudia."

"Interesting, it seems that our Miss Agnes has changed jobs very quickly."

Boss Gao talked to himself, and couldn't help laughing at this "coincidence". He didn't believe that there were so many coincidences in this world.

and…

It happened to be my own flight.

There must be a conspiracy here!

But he walked into the cabin without changing his face, and stretched out his hand towards Agnes in a gentlemanly manner, "We have met before, God really favors me, why did you come to Saudia Airlines?"

"I was transferred to help, and I am very happy to meet you."

Agnes' eyes seemed to be eating Gao Jun, if it wasn't for the public, maybe she would hug him and kiss him.

After a short chat, he walked towards the seat, and when he sat down, he pulled down his seat belt, "Do you think there is such a coincidence?"

He asked Umbrella next to him.

"The likelihood of the shell hitting a crater is low."

Gao Jun looked at him, and he also looked at the boss.

"Yeah, it seems that when I'm in transit, I have to ask Ms. Agnes if I need help."

"Tell me, what if she lied?" Gao Jun said suddenly, but then smiled and continued, "Lawyers and judges need testimony, but we don't."

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(End of this chapter)