My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 58 It's Almost the 21st Century, Still Using a Machete? ! (sent in advance)

Nie Zhenbang, who was deeply trusted, suddenly felt that his life began to be full of sunshine.

Immediately go to recruit people to return to work.

Gao Jun, on the other hand, wandered around the factory area, which contained almost all light industrial products, and even found a wine manufacturer.

The main smell is strong in the air.

Just follow the taste.

When the other party heard that he was here to discuss cooperation, he was ecstatic and invited them to the office.

"Mr. Gao, take a look. This is a new wine designed by our design department. The dragon and phoenix are auspicious on the top, which looks very noble. Yankees like this kind of wine. The King of Prussia Shopping Center has a cooperation with us..." The round face The manager said impatiently.

Gao Jun glanced at his clothes, he looked shabby.

Can you still cooperate with big companies?

What people care about most is the appearance and qualifications. Just this small factory, if you set up a street stall with the homeless on the road, people will dislike you for not paying taxes.

"How much is this wine?"

"56 °"

Boss Gao shook his head when he heard that, "It's too low. I want a batch of 68°. The quantity is large. How much price can you give?"

Seeing his expression, the manager couldn't grasp it, "It's big?"

"Hundreds of thousands of bottles, of course, long-term cooperation is also possible."

"Gollum."

The manager swallowed his saliva. This is a big customer. If this order is opened, the winery can last for a long time.

"Our domestic price in the United States..."

"Don't tell me these nonsense, just tell me how much you can give me." Gao Jun was aggressive.

Why don't you talk about the price in Afghanistan?

"What? You can't tell? Then let me say, how about 24 bottles in a box for 5 dollars? If you agree, I will directly place an order for 5000 boxes as a base."

The manager's face has changed. He is bargaining, but you are killing people.

"Boss, if you do this, we won't make any money. This is a small profit but quick turnover."

In fact, according to estimates of slightly better quality liquor, the net profit rate can reach 30%-50%, which is already very profitable.

"If you can, you can. If you can't, you can't. I've heard a lot about other things. I'm also a businessman, and I know what I'm doing. So, Manager Yang, if you nod, we'll make a decision and I'll pay the deposit. Isn't that right?" A business, I want to do it for a long time."

"My request is very simple, as long as it can reach 68°, it will be fine." Gao Jun said this meaningfully.

If this fat man understands, then he understands, but he doesn’t understand. Did he still say, can you add some denatured alcohol to me?

Manager Yang's ability to comprehend intentions was good, his brows furrowed instantly, he looked at Gao Jun with surprise in his eyes, and began to think in his heart, if this is the case, there would be more things to do.

Pretending to ponder, it seemed that he had been struggling mentally for a long time before he nodded "difficultly".

"Okay, when do you want it?"

"one week?"

"Okay, but a deposit of $600 is required."

This amount of money can be taken out of Gao Jun's wallet, and he asked the other party to write a receipt and stamp it with the official seal.

The main reason is that Gao Jun is afraid that he has a bad temper.

After sitting and chatting for a while, he rejected Manager Yang's lunch arrangement. Gao Jun left his phone number and left.

"Quick! Old Chen, let people work overtime, and turn on the machines for me. By the way, we haven't run out of industrial alcohol last time. Yes, yes, bring them all."

...

"From the United States to the Soviet Union, how much does it cost if you charter a flight?" Gao Jun turned his head and asked Umbrella.

Several people looked at each other.

"Okay, okay, pretend I didn't ask." They are all poor, how could they know the price of the charter flight.

He's going to the Baltic Sea to buy a big batch!

With so much cargo, it can't be stuffed into a passenger plane, right?Everyone has regulations, so charter a ship?

How long does it take to get from the US to the USSR?
a month?

The price has to be inquired carefully, but if Gao Jun guessed correctly, charter flights are quite expensive, and they have to be charged by the hour, and the money will be spent when it is used up.

Back at the cannery, it was crowded.

They were all of yellow race, eagerly queuing up, while Nie Zhenbang was busy registering, full of energy.

Seeing this, Gao Jun asked Umbrella and several people to help maintain order.

I was busy until after two o'clock in the afternoon, and then I deleted all the people. Most of them were experienced workers from the old factory, and they were ready to work. When the machine was running again, Nie Zhenbang had a smile on his face.

"Cousin, please give this factory a name."

"I'll leave it to you to take care of it, and you'll be in charge. I won't intervene, but you have to remember that the account must be straightened, and don't let the IRS gang smell it."

"do not worry."

Gao Jun patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Do it well!"

Nie Zhenbang didn't ask about his salary, and he didn't say anything about it. Anyway, the other party is solely responsible for the money in the account, which is enough.

He planned to stay here for a while, so Gao Jun took his people back first. The air in this industrial area was very uncomfortable. When he was driving and was approaching Chinatown, he heard Umbrella who was driving say.

"Boss, there is a fight ahead."

Gao Jun sat in the back, poked his head, and saw dozens of people fighting each other at the entrance of the archway, most of them were Asian, and there were also a few black people holding watermelon knives.

You know, what was Gao Jun's first thought?
Fighting methods are so scarce?

What about weapons?
What about the shootout?
In this part of the United States, gun battles between gangs are not uncommon. You are unpopular when you cut each other with cold weapons, okay?
But when he came up with this idea, he heard a gunshot.

jump!
Gao Jun hurriedly pressed the pillow with both hands, poked his head out to look, and saw that one of the inch-headed youths was holding a Type 54 pistol nicknamed "Black Star" in his hand, and this shot directly hit the opponent.

In a pool of blood.

The side that fired the gun took advantage of the victory to pursue and slashed at the opponent. The entire gate of Chinatown was covered in blood.

This almost primitive fighting made the hormones rise even more.

By the time the police came, they were all done.

Here is a word, Gao Jun saw a little policeman sitting in a sentry box outside Chinatown, quietly... watching.

They are also smart, they usually bully and bully Asians and blacks who are "alone".
After the support force arrived, he was alive again.

The yelling and drinking began to lead colleagues to chase "gang members".

"Boss, shall we get out of the car?"

Gao Jun crossed his legs, tapped a cigarette in his right hand on the palm of his left hand, "Don't worry, let these policemen mop the floor."

Umbrella responded and sat quietly.

At this time, Gao Jun was thinking...

There are quite a lot of AK47s still on the assembly line in Afghanistan. The Asian gangs in San Francisco obviously lack sufficient firepower.

Can it be shipped in?

but…

Will I be caught like this?
Two words flashed through Gao Jun's mind: "Cooperation!"

Give the local community a reserve price, and then sell it to them, what can you get?
Money and the "friendliness" of the local Asians.

Of course, he wasn't going to get involved in club activities, he was just an arms dealer, and all he wanted was a partner in San Francisco and even the entire state of California.

Money, you have to earn it together to earn more!
Of course, don't evade taxes!

　ps: Brothers, chapters 20 and 36 have been polished to a certain extent, marked as modified, you can go and have a look~~Thank you.

　　Hehehe, restrain yourself, restrain yourself.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)