My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 76 Sponsorship

Inside the hotel room.

Gao Jun took off his suit, with his left hand in his pocket and his right hand holding a cigarette, standing by the window, looking left and right at the newspaper.

He frowned, very upset.

Being let go of pigeons, I lost at least hundreds of thousands of dollars, and the transportation costs and time were wasted.

"Hold!"

He threw the newspaper on the sofa angrily, and grumbled, "Is this area so peaceful?"

If it doesn't work, I can only go to Afghanistan once.

but what the hell are you...

Go there to sell Soviet weapons.

Aren't you going to South Africa to sell gold?
In fact, it is normal for buyers to skip orders, such as sudden peace and the signing of a ceasefire agreement. These are all accidents, so what arms dealers hate most is peace.

Angry is angry, but what can be done?

You can't really buy and sell by force.

Arms dealers are businessmen, not bandits.

But Gao Jun always felt that something was wrong, as if... someone had pried the corner of the wall?Because Nasser said he had found a buyer.

He narrowed his eyes.

In that case, I have to take a good look at which "superior" cut off my money.

take a look...

Is it something I can provoke.

I am high on someone's order, do you dare to grab it?

Gao Jun exhaled a smoke ring, which was a bit interesting.

However, if you want to meet a big client tomorrow, press this matter first.

He is a stubborn head.

You can suffer losses, but you can’t suffer big losses. Suffering losses is a blessing, which is just a self-consolation of the bottom-level people.

If you can't afford to pry the corner of the wall, you will be at a disadvantage.

If you can afford it.

How many ashtrays can your head take?
A poisonous snake stared at the night sky of the entire desert, opened its mouth, and bit the sky. After biting it off, it was discovered that the smell of dollars was quite fragrant.

……

The next day.

Gao Jun went to the exhibition early in the morning, with heavy circles under his eyes and complicated worries. He lost a large order and lost money. He got angry all night and his mouth was blistered.

At this point, the exhibition was very empty, and there were scattered mercenaries stopping in the firearms area. The people sent by Taylor yawned and introduced weakly.

Gao Jun felt that he still lacked talents in this area. He couldn't do everything by himself. After returning to the United States, he had to start a company and find a few people who knew the basics.

It's better not to be that kind of very principled.

He admires this kind of person, but he is unwilling to cooperate with this kind of person.

"Umbrella?!"

As I was walking around, I heard a loud and rough cry, and almost everyone in the entire exhibition hall square followed the sound.

Gao Jun raised his head and saw a few people standing not far away. The one who spoke was a white man wearing a sea soul shirt and dark green nylon pants. This outfit would be called fashionable by the French.

"Miller!" Standing behind Umbrella also shouted in surprise, glanced at the boss, the latter nodded, and he trotted over.

Gao Jun glanced at Scotis, and the latter leaned over to introduce, "Joseph Miller, we worked together for the Afghan rebel organization before, and after the organization disbanded, we dispersed."

"But I heard that he belongs to NOCS, the Italian dignitaries protection group, but I don't think it's credible. A security force of that level won't simply let you quit."

"He formed a mercenary group by himself?" Gao Jun looked back and forth at the few people behind him.

"Yes, Armed with God."

Gao Jun nodded, muttered a few words, and saw Umbrella walking over with him.

"Boss, this is Miller."

"Mr. Yuri, I've heard about you, and it's a pleasure to meet you."

Gao Jun frowned, and said with a smile, "Am I that famous?"

"I don't know about other places, but in this border area, you are very famous. Not every arms dealer can be wanted by the Iraqis."

"Fame comes with danger."

"But it also represents wealth, doesn't it?" Miller asked back.

Gao Jun looked at the strong man half a head taller than himself in front of him, and said to Umbrella, "Your friend is very interesting. This is my business card. If you ask me to buy weapons in the future, I can give you a 8% discount."

Miller took the business card, but obviously he didn't want it very much. Seeing that Gao Jun was about to leave, he hurriedly shouted, "Mr. Yuri, I have a business here, do you want to think about it?"

Boss Gao turned back, "Can I help you with anything?"

"I have a business idea that we can discuss."

"I don't think we are in the same business. You can only work for one side on the battlefield, but I want both sides to lose."

"No, no, my business is that you can invest in us." Miller said quickly, "You only need to provide us with bullets and introduce business, and we can engrave your company's name on our flag."

Excuse!
Is this sponsorship?
But Gao Jun heard two words: "Whore for nothing!"

"Mr. Miller, with all due respect, your flag may not be as famous as the white flag of the Italians. If I was born in World War II and surrendered on the battlefield of hundreds of thousands of people, if they need sponsorship for such a big scene, I will definitely be happy. " After Gao Jun finished speaking, he looked at the other party. As an Italian, Miller was very calm about such insulting words.

Instead, his team members were dissatisfied.

"50%! As long as you can help us introduce customers and provide weapons, I can share half of the order profit with you."

It's plausible to say that.

Only then did Gao Jun become interested, "Find a place to sit down and talk slowly."

Miller hesitated, then nodded in agreement.

A group of people came to a cafe outside the street. It was very cold inside. They found a place to sit down and ordered coffee. Gao Jun pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and lit it on his own.

"I'm very interested in what you said, but I want 85%." With his elbows on the table, he looked at the other party and said.

Miller's expression was instantly ugly.

"Don't rush to refuse, just listen to my plan. I won't take this money for nothing. I can sponsor any weapons for you. That's right, except for guns, rocket launchers, tanks, and even armed helicopters are fine."

Having said that, even Umbrella and the others were surprised.

Oh, the boss has changed?

"However..." Gao Jun made a long voice, lit the ash on the ground, and glanced at Miller, "We have to have an internal evaluation, I plan to divide it into four levels of S, A, B, and C, the lowest level of sponsorship 2 US dollars, B-level 4 US dollars, A-level 8 US dollars, S-level 20 US dollars!"

"Of course, the money can only be exchanged for corresponding weapons and other supplies. The bullets are free. However, this is only temporary. It won't be long before the sponsorship will increase. What do you think?"

Does this look like...

Operation of security labor dispatch company?
I will give you a piece of clothing, and then teach you to stand guard, talk, and patrol. This is called investment. If you give me 3000 yuan for the property, I will give you 600 yuan. This is called a commission. If you have an accident.

Not necessarily insurance.

Of course, here refers to informal.

but you see...

Is Gao Jun legitimate?
You don't need to pay a basic salary, just give some weapons. For arms dealers, you can't buy goods worth 2 US dollars, or even a cannon, but if they live long, they are not destroyed by the regiment.

You can draw a commission every month!
The upside is that you don't have to worry about logistics, and you don't have to wait for the market to pick them.

As a mercenary, you will also encounter employers who do not pay you.

What can you do?
Anti-fucking?

What else to do but hasten the downfall of employers?
And if you change to someone with a background, it's easy to ask for debt.

Providing war services to people is also one of the jobs of arms dealers.

Still hesitant, Miller said, "We need to think about it."

"Of course, I'm not in a hurry. However, it's very passive to go out and fight alone. If you want to, you can contact me. I will stay in Jubail for a while."

Gao Jun took out 100 US dollars, pressed it on the table, and said with a smile, "Drink slowly, and you can get some more food. I have something to do, so I will leave first, sorry."

After speaking, he walked towards the door.

Umbrella turned her head and pointed at Miller.

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(End of this chapter)