From Arms Dealer To King of War Chapter 1060

  Chapter 1060 is all idle

  Joga was taken aback by Said's 'loss theory'...

  Who would have thought that with the development of the hunting guide company to this day, the most important KPI contributors are actually Eric, the warlord princess and Tong Tong.

  Erik led a group of female snipers to beat a group of Huaguo engineers to death, and the routines in the gym were perfected by them.

  The engineering men are not good at picking up girls, but their enthusiasm for giving money is terribly strong.

  Although there were a few guys who took away the female coaches, compared to the large group, the input-output ratio of men in science and engineering in picking up girls is really too low.

   Of course, they are not completely without gains...

  My girl didn't catch up, but she has practiced marksmanship. After returning to China, she will definitely be a god-level figure in the circle of firearms enthusiasts.

  Eric can be regarded as a slanted sword, so Princess Charlene and Tong Tong are real KPI contributors.

  Charlene set up a special tourist flight for Central Africa to divert people from Monaco to guide a large number of Monaco rich men to Ndélé for vacation.

  It's hard for ordinary people to imagine that some high-end middle-class people who are stuck in Monaco fly to Ndélé for two days a week, and then go back to work on Monday.

  In their eyes, the consumption level of Ndelai is very low, and the purchasing power of their money is magnified many times there.

  According to the price gap between the two places, when they go back, they can basically earn back the air ticket money with enough high-quality meat, vegetables, and daily necessities for a week.

  If the situation in Monaco is special, then Tong Tong is really leading the team to make a lot of money...

  Her first batch of princess clients supported 60% of the global hunting guide company's profits.

  In Afika, Boss Joe's wings set up a free sky for a group of princesses.

  Freedom is a dream for many Middle Eastern princesses!

   Now the more fun Tong Tong and the others are having, the more princess clients will be in the Middle East!

   One million people alone can't stop those princesses' longing for freedom!

  The most interesting thing is that in order to cooperate with Boss Joe, guys like Devali, Tahnoni, and Al Thani set up a small circle of three powerful princes.

  Dwali represents the Shah, Tahnoni represents the UAE and Al Thani represents Qatar.

  The current entry threshold for these small circles is to send a few girls over to show their open mind and trust in P·B.

  Boss Qiao, as the company's major shareholder, faced the loss of the rainforest resort, he spread his hands and said: "I can't help it, the battle inside the rainforest is not over yet, and the team of title sponsors spends much more time on advertising than on suppressing bandits.

  The area around the resort has been cleared up, or if you just announce the opening and make a publicity while the iron is hot, then drive away those media reporters and free up the rooms to sell for money..."

  Sayed heard this, shook his head decisively and said: "No, I will never let tourists in until all the corpses around are cleaned up."

   Said took a peek at Niss, and he leaned over to Boss Joe and said, "The devil bird was too ruthless, too many people died, and it was exposed...

   No one blamed P·B, but before changing the public's impression, it is estimated that not many people would dare to come here for vacation. "

   Qiao Jia spread his hands and said: "Then I have no choice, but I can't do a family trip, but I can go for a couple trip. The more terrifying the place, the greater the bonus to masculinity.

  The solution is always figured out by people..."

   As Qiaojia pointed at the big crocodile dragging Igor's stroller around, he said with a smile: "This big guy should be able to attract some people to come and spend."

   Said shook his head helplessly, glanced at the big crocodile that scratched the expensive wooden floor with marks in distaste, and said: "Excitement is indeed exciting, but except for P·B, I can't think of anyone who has the courage to let the crocodile pull the stroller."

  Joga stood up indifferently, rubbed his hands together and said, "Don't get me wrong, we are a hunting guide company, not just a resort.

  I have time these few days, let's go for a walk on the river, shoot some exciting fishing and hunting videos, and take the opportunity to promote it. "

   Talking about it, Qiaojia put his arms around Said's shoulders, and said happily: "The kitten is pregnant, I heard that eating fish is good for pregnant women.

   Hurry up to see if Harmandan is done. This guy is born to be photogenic. Let's take him to go fishing.

  As the big sponsor of the hunting guide company, he should do more. "

   Said touched his ordinary square face, and said depressedly: "Actually, I'm quite photogenic..."

   Qiaojia shook his head in disgust, and said, "Dude, it's no fun lying to yourself. Only by admitting the strengths of others can you make progress."

  Speaking, Qiaojia waved to Dorian and said, "Elephant, find someone to prepare the boat, and our family will go fishing nearby.

  This unlucky place is full of reporters, and it's too bad to think about the image if you want to do activities. "

  Dorian heard this, smiled and said, "Boss, how about we have a fishing competition?

   The French Ground Arms Group is still waiting at the resort, let's ask them to sponsor our competition! "

   Qiaojia was stunned for a moment, and asked curiously, "Have those people left yet?"

  Dorian spread his hands and said, "How is it possible to leave?

  People from the Dassault Group are here, and they want to talk to Tahnoni, but Tahnoni ignored them.

  Boss, as long as you get the UAE to nod, an order of 80 Rafales will allow you to support half of the French military industry by yourself.

  The people from the ground weapons group are waiting for you to help sell their synthetic battalion project. Qatar's 50 billion order is a life-saving panacea for them. "

  When Qiaojia heard this, he smiled and said, "Let's have fun, what do you want as a prize?

  French cars are not that bad…”

  When Dorian heard this, he said in surprise, "Boss, Bugatti..."

  Joga was amused by the big-hearted Dorian, he waved his hand and said: "It's a good idea, that thing costs 3 million yuan, unless you are willing to let people broadcast our games live, otherwise a fool will pay this money...

  You go and tell them, sponsor P·B six places for independent travel in France, 100,000 euros per person.

   The top three winners can take their favorite girls to have fun.

  100,000 euros of travel, not to mention ordinary girls, even men won it..."

  When Dorian heard this, he nodded heavily and said, "No problem, I'll talk to them. These people have been waiting for you to come back. In order to talk to you, they can accept any conditions."

   Qiao Jia waved his hands happily and said: "I don't care. The ground weapons group sponsored a synthetic battalion and paid a large naming fee. I have to give them face no matter what."

   While talking, Qiaojia pinched his chin and said with a smile: "It's okay these two days anyway, why don't we seriously organize a few games for fun?

  In this place where waterways are crisscrossed, find a few bendy riverways, and dragon boat racing must be very enjoyable!

  The fathers of those children have always wanted to ask me to meet, I don't want to make it too formal, let him organize a group of aboriginals, let's have a friendly match.

  Haha, Said told me just now that he was worried about the operation of the resort, but it is really not difficult to make money in the resort!

   Make the competition more intense, it will definitely attract a lot of people..."

  Dorian didn't know what a dragon boat was, but he felt that what the boss said was right, so he perfunctorily said that he understood, turned around and went to the French for sponsorship.

  While Brazil is in full swing, the defense exhibition venue in Djibouti is gradually becoming lively...

  The giant Lao Zhu is wearing a hard hat and patrolling the huge construction site under the sun.

  In fact, it is a large piece of hardened road surface, and there are several huge brick-concrete buildings. These buildings don't even have reliable roofs, and they rely on huge color steel tiles to keep out the wind and rain.

  The only commendable thing about this project is that the ground hardening is done very well. As for the buildings on the ground...

   It is a compliment to say that the post-war wind in Syria is a compliment!

  The main building of the venue is as simple as it is, and there is no basic decoration inside.

  All participating companies were dumbfounded when they arrived at the scene. In the end, people from North Industries Group took the lead and came up with a decoration plan close to the actual combat atmosphere.

  A few dilapidated walls with hooks are the display area for light weapons. Several large eight-wheeled armored vehicles are parked on the street among the one-to-one reproductions of Syrian-style buildings, and on a sandy mound, which fully demonstrates the practical use of these things.

  The most expensive thing in the exhibition area is the various spotlights on the top. Others, such as the reception tables and chairs, are all broken tables, chairs and benches purchased from small towns around Djibouti.

  Not for anything else, just to highlight the tense atmosphere and promote the signing effect.

  NORINCO's actions allowed other exhibitors to instantly get to the core key points of this defense exhibition.

  Then the entire venue becomes a place for everyone to display their magical powers. Isn't it just to get close to actual combat, so come on.

  What does it matter if you Norinco engage in Syrian style, I will directly reproduce parts of a small town in Iraq or Afghanistan.

   And explained that this is the place where the U.S. military suffered heavy casualties, and then used the large screen to repeatedly play the scene of the U.S. military attack, and then used animation to show what the situation would be like if it had its own products at that time.

  Compared with heavy weapons companies, those firearms companies are better at playing...

  They directly changed the huge firearms exhibition center into a Middle Eastern-style CQB venue, and the structure of the venue was reproduced from a Yemeni town taken by satellite.

  Each company looks for a location outside the CQB field, and arranges the platform and rest area.

  Try it when the guests come, and put on the protective clothing with your own logo printed on it. Not only will you have special coaches and sparring partners to play with you, but you will also have nice-speaking girls to cheer you up if you suffer.

  When Lao Zhu patrolled near the outfield runway, he saw various advanced fighter jets parked in several hangars without even doors...

  He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to the little black assistant beside him: "In the past two days, find someone to clean up the gravel on the runway, and put some lights on both sides.

  By the way, solve the shading problem of the auditorium, so that when people come to watch the fighter jet show, the plane will be too hot to die before watching people. "

  Assistant Xiao Hei carefully recorded Boss Zhu's request after listening carefully, and then said in proficient Chinese: "Boss, recently our workers have been dragged by those companies to decorate the booth. There are not enough manpower..."

  Old Zhu waved his hand grandly and said: "Go recruit people, there are many people from Djibouti TV station, and it will open in one month.

   Our giant infrastructure project must be launched!

  Remember, other issues can be put aside, our own infrastructure project exhibition hall, and P·B exhibition hall must be done carefully. "

   Assistant Xiao Hei listened, nodded seriously and said: "Don't worry, there are special people watching in our exhibition hall, and there is a 'professor' from Yogginbert Company watching at P·B.

  Boss, our big boss is really mean to Ugg Imbert Company! "

  Old Zhu listened, nodded with a smile and said: "That's right, our boss is a person who does big things, and he doesn't care about the old man who made a fortune with him.

   You should work harder, I will be ready to retire after a few more years of work, and the giant infrastructure will definitely find a suitable person to take over the management..."

   Just as Lao Zhu was drawing big cakes for his assistant Xiao Hei, a series of gunshots suddenly appeared in the distance...

  Old Zhu bent his back subconsciously and wanted to find a place to hide, but when he lowered his head, he glanced at the vicinity of the main building of the Convention and Exhibition Center...

  The sound of gunfire was like a starting gun, and a large number of guys in various uniforms started rushing out with the guys produced by each company.

  There are only simple barbed wire fences around the huge exhibition venue. Except for a few huge buildings near the front, the periphery and the backcourt are all venues for actual combat demonstrations.

  There are all trenches and bunkers there. When the gunshots sounded, even the salesman rushed into the position with a mobile phone and a gun...

  Old Zhu ran a few steps in the direction of Xiaolong's hangar, asked a few Bucky ST buddies to protect him, then spat at those crazy salesmen, and said disgustedly: "They are all things that have never seen the world, just a few people from the Youth Party, I don't know what they are excited about?"

  Assistant Xiao Hei looked at a guy who was holding up his mobile phone while live broadcasting the scene, and he said with a smile: "Boss, live online battles are very popular now.

   This group of people fired a few shots casually, and they dared to say that they had fought terrorists. "

  Old Zhu heard this, shook his head in distaste, and said, "What's the use? Isn't our P·B people watching outside!

   I really met the terrorists, and these people couldn't even hold their guns. "

   While speaking, Lao Zhu glanced at the members of the Bucky ST special forces beside him, and he said with a silly smile: "I didn't mention you, everyone is our own, you must be very good!"

  The person in charge of guarding the hangar is a 'retired' Pakistani SSG special forces member. A tall SSG member with a moustache smiled kindly at Lao Zhu, and then asked in a low voice: "Sir, is the salary of level 10 of the P.B Special Forces really 50,000 dollars a year?"

  Old Zhu was stunned for a moment, then nodded seriously and said: "Level 10 is just a basic salary, and there are also combat subsidies and various insurances. One year down 100,000 is not guaranteed, but 80,000 is definitely available."

  Mustache stared in disbelief and said, "Dollars?"

  Old Zhu spread his hands and said, "Of course..."

  Mustache heard this, looked at his comrades in arms, pulled Lao Zhu and said, "Sir, how can we join P·B?"

  Old Zhu looked the group of people up and down, and said with a slap in the face: "You missed the recruitment of P·B, but if you really want to, come and talk to me after the exhibition."

   As he spoke, Lao Zhu took out his business card and stuffed it in the mustache, and said with a smile: "I am the boss of Giant Infrastructure, which is a holding branch of P·B.

  You look very powerful, I happen to often go to dangerous places, you come and do it with me, and you can go directly to P·B if you have the opportunity..."

   Just when Lao Zhu wanted to make persistent efforts to fool a few powerful guys into working for him, a siren suddenly sounded from the direction of the dock in Djibouti...

  A huge plume of smoke rises near the American military pier...

  (end of this chapter)

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