My Arms Dealer Career

Chapter 81 Cheers (Cheers)
Taylor's office.

The decoration is very simple, not as magnificent as the hall.

Gao Jun, however, prefers the fish tank in the corner, in which there is a strange looking fish swimming leisurely.

"It was given to me by an Asian friend who was doing business here. He said it was called Feng Shui Fish, which can change fate." Taylor walked over with a smile, holding two goblets in his left hand and a bottle of XO in his right.

"Is it effective?"

"Very good. The day after he gave it to me, he died in a car accident."

Gao Jun has black lines all over his head, good guy, did he change his life against the sky?

He looked away, turned around and sat on the sofa, took a magazine casually, looked at the cover, if he went out, he would at least be beaten to death in the square.

"It seems that there are many Asians looking for you to do business."

"Make money regardless of skin color, occupation and gender."

Taylor opened the bottle, poured it into the glass, shook his head and said, "How can there be so many rules, I used to be the most disciplined, Yuri, guess what I used to do?"

"teacher?"

Seeing Taylor shaking his head, Gao Jun continued, "Doctor?"

"I used to be the chief of the Colombian border guard, in charge of smuggling and catching illegal immigrants."

The answer was indeed unexpected, "Did you have an accident?"

"I used to be more ruthless than everyone else. In order to catch a few drug dealers, I was shot 6 times. I was rescued in the hospital for 17 days before I survived. What did I get? I couldn't sleep because of the pain, and when I was discharged from the hospital, the gang of drug dealers also came out of the prison, and it was still the same, so I realized that I am a small person!"

Taylor pushed the wine glass in front of Gao Jun, "I was young at that time, and it was right to have ideals, but when I was old, the family needed money, and I had nothing. The rules couldn't let my children go to school, and couldn't let my wife get a job, but as long as I I nodded, I will have everything, Franklin can sleep on top of my head every day, and the toilet in my house can be made of gold."

"Later, I understood that the roots of that country were rotten, and their big men were high above them. I followed my duties like an idiot. What could happen? I can fight for my ideals, but my child can't. This is the way of the world. I I don’t want him to be like me, only following the rules with passion.” Taylor was emotionally stable, but there was still deep sadness in his tone.

This world is wonderful, what kind of wonderful?

Unpeaceful twist.

Sometimes, you can't have your cake and eat it too. If you want peace, then you can't have freedom, and vice versa.

Well-protected quails, don't think that the sky is something you can conquer, but you don't know that falcons and eagles are patrolling the sky.

Of course, the two people sitting in this room chose another path.

Gao Jun picked up the wine glass, flicked the glass with his left hand, and said softly, "ideals are desires, and desires are the reason for living. In this world, there is no right or wrong."

"cheers"

The wine glasses touched lightly, and the two took a sip.

"Yuri, I said so much, but I actually want to tell you that we are the same kind of people, and we can cooperate more deeply. If you make money, I can make money." Taylor said sincerely.

"Then you can come and help me." Gao Jun's words were so sudden that the other party was dumbfounded. I earn you more money, and you want to poach me?
"Brokers don't have much sense of participation, and they only get a meager salary. Don't you think, selling arms sells more than you? How much can you get from my commission? 2 US dollars? 4 US dollars? Or $10?"

"I don't think your boss is that generous!"

Tyler didn't want to get into it, "Yuri, I don't want to think about changing jobs right now."

"Do you know who owns the most guns? Is it the military? Unfortunately, wrong, civilians. Sixty percent of the guns in the world are in the hands of ordinary citizens, one in ten people. Percent Thirty-seven of the guns belonged to the army, and the rest belonged to the police. The anti-government armed groups reported by the media don't even account for [-]% of the guns in their hands. You can understand how big the market is. Share? And, I feel, a new era is coming, and you are hiding in this dirty, small corner of the earth..."

Gao Jun himself was laughed at by this description, "I'm sorry, my words are not standardized, don't you think I'm wasting my life? Since you have already chosen to give up the rules, why bother to eat and die here?"

"I plan to set up a foreign trade company. I need someone to help me. I think you are very good, and you are in the United States. You can bring your wife and children there. Isn't the education there better than here?"

The last sentence still speaks to his heart, and his children and wife are now his weaknesses.

"What do you mainly do?" He couldn't help asking, telling himself in his heart that he only asked out of curiosity.

"Help me contact customers, maintain customer relationships, and occasionally travel. It's very simple. The annual salary is 6 US dollars, which may be less than yours, but I promise to provide basic insurance for you and your family, and if you find customers , you have a 5% commission, as long as this customer places an order, you have every order, how about it? Is this very sincere?" Gao Jun said with his legs crossed and his palm dragging the bottom of the wine glass.

He certainly will not give the company shares.

Are you kidding me?
If you are a person, you will be given shares. Then, as your boss, you can work for others in the future. At most, you can get a commission. Of course, in the future, you can exchange benefits with other consortiums after you want to develop into a large company.

嗏

That's too long.

Now, he is even just an ordinary arms dealer.

Do you think selling dozens of tanks is a big arms dealer?
Don't make trouble, the five big streams... Except for the mobile vendors, there are a few other capable thugs, such as North Lockheed, Nantong, East Airbus, West Boeing, and what are the bosses and so on.

In addition to these, the third tier is professional state agents.

Like Gao Jun...

It should be regarded as the second-to-last stream, much better than the three-no personnel who just entered the industry with no connections, no resources, and no goals, but not much better.

Arms dealers are not about fighting and killing, but about people's sophistication.

Now I can fight for a while with bravery and ruthlessness, but in the future...

why not!
That's okay too.

If you dare to touch me, I will die with you. Few people would provoke this kind of lunatic.

"I need to think about it."

Gao Jun nodded, "Of course, I will stay in Jubail during this period of time. If you have an idea, you can tell me."

Taylor nodded and thanked a few words.

"By the way, I still have more than a dozen T55s. You can find a way to help me solve it. It's too laborious to transport the goods. It's cheaper. You can buy five and get one free. You can pack them for 20 US dollars and take them all away."

The most important thing about ammunition is the trouble of transportation. I am inexperienced, thinking that someone will want it if I pull it over.

In the future, I will not hoard goods, even if I hoard, I will not hoard old goods. This is not an antique.

"Come on, cheers~"

The boss drank to his heart's content.

Umbrella and the others over there...

It was shocking.

(End of this chapter)