Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 405 After-sales Service
"Do you have many helicopters like this here?"

The young man withdrew his gaze and asked casually.

"Not many actually, because there aren't many places where it's needed. It can't carry people, so it's of limited use to us. The UH-60 general-purpose helicopter, or Black Hawk, is our large-scale armed helicopter, and we use it more often."

The employee who was driving the car said as he controlled the steering wheel.

The Asian young man did not continue the conversation. He only knew about these PMC companies before, and had some cooperation with Clover Jungle due to his family's business. As a result, a company called White Dove Security suddenly emerged in Africa. This company even controlled the entire Mali government, which surprised him greatly. Driven by curiosity, he investigated and found out that the founder of this company was actually a Chinese, and in terms of power in Africa, it had far surpassed old PMCs like Clover Jungle in a short period of time. Moreover, this company was just a subsidiary of a group called RFG.

However, these had nothing to do with him. He just checked out of curiosity. If nothing unexpected happened, the two sides would not have any intersection at all. After all, their family’s cooperation with Sanye Jungle in African business was quite pleasant, and there was no need to change a company. But what a coincidence that his beloved sister suddenly asked him for the contact information of a PMC company, and this company happened to be the White Dove Security Company.

He didn't think too much about it at the time. Although he was confused, he still gave it. Who knew that his sister would go crazy and insist on hiring the employees of this company as bodyguards. She also wanted them to reach a cooperation and insisted on telling him how good the employees of this company were.

This is absolute nonsense. He has come into contact with so many of these PMC employees, how could he not know what kind of people they are?

He just happened to save his sister. It's okay to express some gratitude and to reach some cooperation, but is it really worth spending one million dollars a month to hire a team of nine bodyguards?

The personal bodyguard of the President of the United States is only a team of six people!

But he couldn't stand his sister's coquettish offensive, so he decided to come and investigate in person. If they were really good and strong enough, he wouldn't mind reaching some cooperation with them. For example, their family was preparing to acquire a titanium mine in Kenya, and the progress was going smoothly. If nothing unexpected happened, it would be finalized within this month. He originally planned to let the people from the Three Leaf Jungle do the security work, but now the situation has changed. If the employees of White Dove Security are not inferior to those of the Three Leaf Jungle in terms of quality, he doesn't mind hiring them.

The vehicle stopped under the office building, and the two young men were led in by the employee. The interior of the entire office building was very military-style, with only two words emphasizing simplicity, and almost no decorative embellishments.

It was not the first time for him to enter the office area of ​​a security company. He had visited the headquarters of Clover Jungle once before. The decoration style there was actually not much different from that of ordinary companies. Inside and out, there was a strong atmosphere of an advanced city. The White Dove Security was simpler, but it gave people a sense of solemnity. Perhaps this was the difference between being built in a chaotic area and a peaceful city.

"Please wait a moment sir, the supervisor will be here in a moment."

The employee led them into the reception room, poured them two cups of coffee, and then left.

"Master, if the young lady needs a bodyguard, we can find Cloverleaf Forest. They also have this business. There is no need to take the risk of finding a company we don't know."

After the employee left, the Asian bodyguard frowned. This company gave him the feeling that it was too tough. When he followed the young master to the Three Leaf Jungle headquarters, he was not asked to remove his weapons. However, this company pointed two KORD heavy machine guns at them as soon as they arrived. The feeling that his life could be taken away at any time and was completely out of his control was terrible. Naturally, he could not have a good impression of this company, even though the other party's boss was Chinese like him.

Moreover, as a person from the PLA, he naturally cannot have a good impression of any mercenaries, especially Chinese mercenaries. He has even more bad feelings towards them. What's more, the other party is a mercenary leader, and it seems that he has done something serious.

"Okay, Brother Li, be patient. Now that you are here, don't you want to see the difference between a mercenary company founded by the Chinese and other mercenary companies?"

The young man took a sip of coffee and signaled the other party to be patient.

"Humph, they are all the same. There is no difference. War profiteers are all war profiteers regardless of their nationality or race."

Brother Li scoffed at this. He would never have a good face towards such mercenaries without faith. No matter what nationality or ethnicity they were, they were all the same in his eyes.

"Ah, you..."

The young man shook his head helplessly. He could understand Brother Li's attitude. After all, every soldier from the PLA was a warrior with firm beliefs. They always looked down on soldiers from Western countries who fought for money, not to mention mercenaries with no bottom line.

Click.

"Hi, gentlemen, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

When Brother Li was about to say something, a voice filled with iron and blood came in. The two turned around and saw a white man with a strong build, a tough face, and who looked to be in his 40s pushing the door and walking in.

"This must be Mr. Joseph. Don't apologize. We didn't notify you in advance."

The young man stood up, a smile on his face, and held out his hand to Joseph.

"Hello, my name is Joseph. I am the head of HR and head of Africa for RFG Group. What is your name, sir?"

Joseph stretched out his big hand and shook it.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, look at my memory, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Guo Fusheng, I am a Chinese businessman. I have heard that your company's business capabilities are leading in the industry, and the boss is my compatriot. So, as soon as I arrived in Africa, I couldn't wait to rush over, and I didn't even have time to call to make an appointment first."

Guo Fusheng always had a smile on his face, and his official tone was clear and flawless. Although he was only about 30 years old, he was not lacking in skills at all.

"Mr. Guo, sometimes you can't trust all the rumors from the outside world. You still need to see it with your own eyes. Of course, in terms of business capabilities, we can indeed be the best in the industry. At least in Africa, as long as you are willing to pay in US dollars, we can help you with everything. If you are attacked, you can make a phone call and our Black Hawk will take off immediately. Believe me, as long as the god of death doesn't find you before we arrive, then you don't have to worry about it after we get here. You can even set up a stove on the spot and eat barbecue while watching the guys who dare to attack you being chopped up!"

Joseph was very good at bragging, even saying things like grilling meat on the spot. Obviously, he was not much worse than Sean in terms of shamelessness. "Well... Of course, I personally believe in your company's strength, so I came here this time to reach a certain cooperation with your company. We are about to acquire a titanium mine in Kenya, and we need a group of armed security personnel. You know Joseph, Africa doesn't have much of anything, but there are more desperate people who take risks. We don't want to lose everything in the end."

Guo Fusheng was stunned by the other party's boasting, but he quickly returned to normal. He didn't dwell on this issue too much, but directly talked about one of the purposes of this trip.

"Oh? I wonder how many people Mr. Guo needs?"

Hearing this, Joseph's eyes lit up immediately. He originally thought it was just a small order with no profit, but he didn't expect it to be from a wealthy man!
There is a mine at home, it’s true!

"That mine isn't too big, but it's not small either. We'll need about thirty people. We need people with sufficient combat qualities, but the price can't be too high, otherwise we'll lose money."

Guo Fusheng raised three fingers.

"Of course, sir. Our ordinary employees are all veterans with excellent combat qualities. They are all veterans from the battlefield. The fees are not high. And most importantly, if they encounter an enemy attack, they can call for air support at any time. Our planes can rush to the sky above the mine at any time. Of course, the cost of air support needs to be paid by you, sir. If the mine is really lost, we can invest more combat personnel and weapons and equipment to help you retake the mine. And once this happens, you don’t need to pay a penny more for the subsequent personnel. The hiring fee will be fully borne by our company. Of course, you need to pay for the consumption of weapons and ammunition."

Joseph licked his dry lips. This kind of order is definitely a popular order for any PMC company. It is a long-term order that can last for a long time. But the most important thing is that even if a battle really breaks out with this kind of order, the intensity of the battle will not be too high. Most of them are African refugees who are blinded by money and gather together to take risks. It is too easy for them, the veterans on the battlefield, to deal with such guys.

Their weapons are simple and backward, and their combat skills are very low. When they encounter opponents who can be easily defeated, they will show the worst side of human nature. However, once they encounter a tough bone to chew, there is a high probability that they will fall into rout.

To them, military discipline, combat ideas, etc. do not exist at all, and their thinking patterns are very simple.

I will beat them if I can, but if they meet someone they cannot beat, they will try it first. Once they find that they are no match for them, they can run faster than rabbits. They are typical bad guys among bad guys.

fall?

This situation is simply impossible. With those black African guys, there is no way such a thing could happen.

If you win, smile; if you lose, MMP.

This is their truest portrayal.

"That's very kind of you, Monsieur Joseph, you've saved me from all the trouble!"

When Guo Fusheng heard that he could call for air support at critical moments, and heard about the follow-up plan after the mine was lost, it really hit his G-spot. This was equivalent to adding another layer of insurance to the mine. Even if it was really lost due to a large force, with the size of Baige Security, it would only take a few minutes to take it back.

This kind of "after-sales service" is not available in Sanye Forest.

"Mr. Guo, you are too polite. Helping customers solve their problems is our company's service tenet. Our boss said something that I deeply agree with. I think he is right. This is also our company's service principle."

As soon as Joseph saw the other party's look, he knew that the matter was most likely to be successful, and he immediately smiled. His naturally hard face was forced to soften a little.

"Oh? I wonder what words your boss said that you still remember so clearly and regard as your service tenet?"

Upon hearing this, Guo Fusheng cooperated very well and showed a hint of curiosity on his face. In fact, he was indeed a little curious about what kind of words this compatriot, whom he had never met before, could say that would be remembered by this foreigner who talked nonsense.

"He told me that customers are God and we should treat our customers like serving God, so that they will choose us without hesitation the next time they need something. I think he is right, and our company has been doing this all the time. Facts have proved that he is completely right."

Joseph shook his head, as if he really took it as the truth.

"That's really good. This sentence is completely correct. It's just a pity that I didn't have the chance to meet him. I think we can definitely become good friends. I hope Mr. Joseph can help introduce me to him next time."

Guo Fusheng chewed over this sentence and immediately felt that it made a lot of sense. It was not only applicable to PMC companies, but also to any industry as long as it involved Party A and Party B. Of course, this was not the first time he had heard this sentence, but not many people could implement it. Most of them just talked about it. It was obvious that this compatriot whom he had never met did just that. Of course, he would not be naive to think that the other party really regarded the customer as God.

The so-called customer is God, or more accurately, money is God. On the surface, we are serving customers, but in fact we are serving money nakedly. This is the correct answer.

What's the point of saying that the customer is God? If he dared not to pay, he had no doubt that the first reaction of this foreigner, with whom he seemed to be having a good chat, would be to attack him.

Because it’s simple, if you don’t pay, you are not a customer.

"By the way, Mr. Joseph, I came here for one more thing."

As if he thought of something, Guo Fusheng suddenly put away the smile on his face. He did not forget why he came to this company today to discuss cooperation. If someone had not used the method of acting like a spoiled child, he probably would not have come at all.

(End of this chapter)