The Strongest Arms Dealer Chapter 75

Do business?

These three words have been equated with the US dollar.

Tang Dao's eyes instantly flashed: "$$".

The Italians are notoriously "friendly". They didn't want to let the world suffer, so they shot down their marshal's plane with their own hands, and successfully dragged the Germans' tracks, keeping them busy on the front line Wipe your ass, after World War II, people gave you the nickname: "The boy who spreads money!"

Perhaps feeling the fiery eyes behind him, John asked, "Oh?" He also pretended to cooperate with his small facial movements to show himself very interested.

I heard that Delta is the ace special forces of the U.S. Army, and they will also participate in some very unpopular training, such as human behavior, psychology and other complex subjects. The special word "special forces" is not only reflected in their physical fitness, but also in their mastery. dozens of skills.

"I want to hear what business it is?" John asked with his left hand in his pocket.

"Here?" Cecilio pointed to the next four weeks.

John looked around, tilted his head, and spread his hands, "Why not?"

Seeing his request, Cecilio could only agree, pressing his dome cap to his mouth, and said in a very soft voice, "Our company has four natural mines in Somalia, but the internal situation is chaotic recently, and the head office feels that it needs to equip some safety deposits. personnel."

"You mean, hire us?" John asked back.

"No, no, no." Cecilio quickly waved his hands, "We have contacted MPRI, and they will provide us with a three-year security guarantee."

QTMD!

MPRI?

Military career resource company?

The legendary "non-staff special forces?"

The vanguard of the old beauty?

Tang Dao immediately died down, and it seemed impossible that the bill would belong to the savior, so why did the Italian come here? Show off? He can't be that boring.

He still waited patiently for Cecilio to continue.

"But MPRI's supply lines in Somalia are not yet fully established..."

"So, you want us to provide nourishment for them?" Tang Dao standing behind finally couldn't help but speak.

Cecilio was slightly stunned, and looked at John. The latter didn't speak, but moved a step to the side. This little move surprised him. Could it be that the Asian who spoke was someone? Cecilio smiled, "Yes, because there is probably no more powerful arms dealer in Mogadishu than Mr. Nicholas."

"But what I don't understand is, why does your company need to come forward in the matter of MPRI? This...is not logical, sir."

"Because I am also one of the shareholders of MPRI." Cecilio replied.

Suddenly everything made sense, another **** related account!

"Then what can our company get?" Tang Dao asked directly, he still had some hope, but who knew that Cecilio was completely shameless, pointing at himself and said, "MPRI's friendship."

Falk squid!

Fuck you, friendship without dollars is empty!

Tang Dao rolled his eyes and spread his hands, as if to say, "Sir, are you joking?"

Even John found it funny, and he almost understood what the boss was thinking. He shook his head and interjected, "Thank you very much for MPRI's recognition of us, but I'm sorry, we can only guarantee our own route supplies, I think, Mr. Cecilio, you should go to the safe area, there will be someone to help you."

Safe place?

UN humanitarian aid?

Cecilio, who calls himself a gentleman, is also furious, but the layout of MPRI in Africa is related to the future of the entire company. Most of them are General Yingjiang retired, so their relationship in the military is very strong, otherwise, the order worth 30 million US dollars during the Gulf War would not be their turn.

The past few years have been a period of rapid development for the company, and the company has set its sights on Africa, the land of gold mines.

If it weren't for the delivery of materials that couldn't keep up, why was there a need to find a "collaborator" in Somalia?

"Mr. Nicholas, I really came here with sincerity. In fact, if you have any requests, you can tell them." Cecilio asked, still licking his face.

"Can you make the decision?" Tang Dao asked.

"Of course, the company granted me this authority."

Tang Dao turned his eyes and started to leak water again. How can we squeeze some oil out of this Italian? Have you ever seen a dog's face? His expression changed very quickly. As soon as he heard that it could be profitable, he stood up and stretched out his hand, "Let's get to know each other again, Mr. Cecilio, Nicholas."

Uh?

Cecilio was immediately confused. He glanced at John, who stood behind Tang Dao with his hands tied. He immediately understood, dumbfounding, "Sir, you... you really know how to play."

Tang Dao didn't feel blushing, so he took the Italian and walked back to the office, took out the hidden cigars in the lower drawer, put them on the table, and took out the red wine on the wine cabinet, filled them up, and touched them lightly while holding the glass. Yes, and said with a smile, "I apologize to Mr. Cecilio. The supplies you mentioned are of course acceptable, but I only have two requests."

Cecilio straightened his body and put down his wine glass, "Please speak."

"First, all your company's weapons and equipment in Somalia must be purchased from me, including bullets. Of course, I will give you a lower than market price."

As soon as this condition came out, Cecilio was obviously very resistant, and his face was immediately unhappy, but Tang Dao raised his hand and blinked his eyes, "Please let me finish, second, in Somalia, we have formed a mutual aid alliance , to safeguard our own interests together, if you agree, I can reduce the supply cost by 60%, and we can rent dozens of weapons including the Hind helicopter to you without deposit~www.mtlnovel.com~price Preferential, of course the damage must be compensated."

In fact, Tang Dao is most concerned about the second item.

This friend who came from afar from the United States must not be wasted. How good is it to be a thug?

I just lack the strength to gain a firm foothold now, while the opponent currently lacks weapons. If the two sides can cooperate, this is the best result.

Most importantly, MPRI's reputation is relatively good. Why is the Blackwater company so famous later? It's not how awesome he is, but his scandals are really serious, prisoner abuse, indiscriminate killing, QJ and so on emerge in endlessly. If they weren't in the United States, they would have been killed by concentrated firepower.

Are they not terrorists?

Just criticize his pen on their own people.

Cecilio frowned and shook his head, "This is not possible, we have a contract with HK Company, we must use their weapons."

"Is it firearms or everything?" Tang Dao asked unwillingly.

The Italians immediately understood the meaning.

"We still have infantry vehicles here. If you are interested, you can find out." Sure enough, Tang Dao smiled happily. Anyway, the price of firearms is too low, and they are completely sold out. Large items such as infantry vehicles are different. The value can be great.

But this condition makes Cecilio still unacceptable, buy from him? Wouldn't it be that he has the final say on how much money, and completely handed over the initiative to the other party, which is absolutely impossible.

Can try to rent? !

Cecilio was still a little moved, and suddenly his mind moved, and he pressed his elbow on the table, "Mr. Nicholas, do you have any plans to establish a PMC company?"

"Of course, the African market is huge, and I want to make a fortune!"

Chapter end