Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 15 Old Wolf
  No one had any objections to Sean's words, especially Ahmed and Xiaobula, who agreed with both hands and feet. As local people in Iraq, they knew very well what the cancerous PMC industry had done to this land. The harm caused to the people is that they don’t want to be that kind of person, let alone work for such a company.

Sean paused, and seeing that no one had any objections, he continued: "Now the company has just started, and it is false to say too much. If we want to become a big company like Clover Jungle and other industry giants, we still have It’s a long way to go, and the most important thing now is that I need a business license, Ahmed, you are a local, I want to ask, do you know anyone in this field?”

Yes, the most urgent thing for Sean at the moment is to register a company, even if it is a shell company with only four people. As the saying goes, even if you are a bitch, you have to build a chastity memorial arch. This is such a shame. Talent is more expensive and people are more willing to come to you, especially in a place like Iraq.

Ahmed thought for a while and said: "I do know local brokers, but I think we can have a better choice. Since we want to register a company, it is best not to be in Iraq."

Sean frowned: "You know, if I had other options, of course I wouldn't choose Iraq, such as the United Arab Emirates, but I don't know anyone in this field."

Yes, in the entire Middle East, the United Arab Emirates can be called the largest, most prosperous, and richest country. Registering a company in this country is of course more conducive to development, and there will be more and better potential customers, such as some Members of the royal family, some Arab aristocrats, these stupid guys with a lot of money are all high-quality customers. Even if his company is still very small and it is difficult for him to get noticed, people have to have some dreams.

Of course, saying they are stupid and have a lot of money does not mean that they are really stupid. It is just that their consumption concept is more bizarre than that of ordinary people. For example, normal people will try their best to get the lowest price when doing transactions, but others will think that you are selling so cheaply. , If I don’t buy it safely, they will take the initiative to increase the price for you.

Ahmed sat up and said with a smile: "It happens that I know a good friend who is now working as a broker in Dubai."

Sean's eyes lit up instantly, he walked over and patted his shoulder vigorously, and said with a smile: "Haha, Ahmed, you are really my lucky general. In this case, then you should be responsible for contacting him, it's best We can get this done quickly.”

"Damn it, you're about to knock me apart!"

Ahmed's mouth twitched to avoid Sean's "iron sand palm", then he took out his old brick machine and started rummaging around. After thinking about it, he suddenly raised his head and asked: "By the way, Sean, what do you want the name of the company to be?" What’s your name?”

Sean said: "Of course, it's called White Dove, White Dove Security Consulting Company! I like white dove because it symbolizes peace!"

"White dove...peace..."

Ahmed chewed the name carefully, then said with wide eyes: "Peace? You are a damn arms dealer, you actually like peace? Damn it, ask God, do you think this old man can do it?" I will believe your lies!"

Not to mention Ahmed, even Simon, who was as silent as stone, paused his eating hand and twitched the corner of his mouth.

A guy who sells arms and is planning to enter the PMC industry actually keeps saying that he likes peace. Not even a fool would believe such nonsense!
  Sean shook his head and said: "No, you are wrong. I yearn for peace from the bottom of my heart, but I will never go to a truly peaceful place, because only war-torn places have the soil where I should live."

Ahmed seemed to understand something: "China?"

"Yes, I long for it. It is the pure land in my heart and the only pure land in the world. But unfortunately, there is no soil for me to survive there, so I came out and will never go back."

"Hiss...fu..."

After taking a deep breath from the Tashan in his hand, Sean changed the topic and said, "Okay, let's contact the other party. The name is Baige Security Consulting Company."                   Ahmed dialed the phone with his fingers, and then Turning on the speakerphone, after three or four rings, a rough voice came from the other side: "Hi, Bull, I'm glad you're still alive!"

Ahmed's face darkened, and he roared dissatisfied: "Fake Squid, you damn old wolf, I will definitely live longer than you!"

"laugh!"

The old wolf opposite sneered and said: "My brother, today is not April Fool's Day. Tell me, you must have something to contact me for."

Far away in the presidential suite of the Burj Al Arab Hotel in Dubai, the guy nicknamed "Old Wolf" was wrapped in a bathrobe, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looking far into the distance. He held a mobile phone to his ear in his left hand and shook a glass of red wine in his right hand. The beautiful liquid flowed with it. As he kept rocking and turning, with a faint smile on his face, he covered the phone's microphone, turned his head and kissed the sexy girl on the forehead and said: "Baby, come in and wait for me in the room."

The girl winked charmingly and obediently twisted her sexy waist towards the bedroom.

In Baghdad, Ahmed said: "Brother, I need your help. To be precise, my boss, an arms dealer, needs your help."

Arms dealer? vampire?
  No, those are U.S. dollars! It's Franklin!

The old wolf's eyes lit up: "Well, it looks like you're on my lap. Tell me, if there's anything I can do for you, I guarantee your satisfaction!"

Ahmed said: "We are going to set up a security company and want to register it in the United Arab Emirates. So I thought of you. What do you think? Will you take this job?"

Security company?

As a guy who lives in a gray area, Lao Lang has some connections with the black and white in Dubai. He can still get a business license for a security company.

The old wolf rolled his eyes and said: "Sixty thousand US dollars, I promise to do a great job for you!"

Sixty thousand dollars?

Haha, this guy really dares to speak!
  Sean's face instantly darkened, and he promised that if the guy named Lao Lang was in front of him, he would definitely treat him to a bullet meal!
  Ahmed even yelled: "Faq, you damn vampire, have you lost your edge as an Iraqi soldier and become a rice insect corrupted by capital?"

The old wolf held the phone far away from his ear. He waited until Ahmed's roar subsided, then took it back and put it against his ear and said: "Hey, Bull, my brother, don't get excited yet. You should know that you need to apply for a certificate." It’s not expensive, but it doesn’t work if you don’t have enough connections, and I happen to have it!”

(End of this chapter)