World nuclear peace starts with the creation of an umbrella company

"Chinese?"

Ahmed was stunned for a moment, then said with a hint of apology in his tone, "Mr. Nicholas Yuri, you are from the ancient Eastern country. I am so sorry. I thought you were..."

"Chief Ahmed, you don't have to apologize, because this is not your fault." Chu Zihang waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.

As a descendant of the dragon, I do have some tolerance.

"As expected, you Chinese are really understanding and much better than those hypocritical Westerners."

When Ahmed learned that Chu Zihang was Chinese, his attitude was obviously different.

Although the country did not support Somali during this period, after Zhou Gong's foreign policy, even if it was poor, it would squeeze out some money from its tightened belt to support the countries in the Black Continent.

Basically, people in Black states are quite friendly towards Chinese people and will not make things too difficult for them.

It doesn't seem like they have any hostility towards Westerners.

In order to gain the support of the Black State, Duke Zhou paid a lot of attention to diplomacy.

This is also the fundamental reason why most of the votes of support for China's return to the UN Security Council came from black states.

Chu Zihang waved his hand modestly and said, "Chief Ahmed, you are too polite."

"Haha."

Ahmed laughed heartily, then stared at Chu Zihang and said, "I wonder what brings you to our Dijil tribe, Mr. Yuri?"

"Chief Ahmed, I am an arms dealer. I came here to sell arms to you." Chu Zihang narrowed his eyes and went straight to the point.

Ahmed was delighted to hear that Chu Zihang was an arms dealer.

The reason why the Dijil tribe cannot defeat the Dir tribe is because they are weak in weapons, right?

If they had the same advanced weapons, their Dijil tribe would not have been beaten so badly by the Dir tribe.

But you can't show it, otherwise it will be difficult to bargain.

Ahmed remained calm and said, "I never thought Mr. Yuri would be an arms dealer. That's totally unexpected."

"But Mr. Yuri, our Dijir tribe is strong and powerful, and it seems that we don't need any weapons."

Chu Zihang glanced at Ahmed and questioned, "Chief Ahmed, that's not necessarily true, is it?"

"From what I understand, your tribe, due to its outdated weapons, was suppressed by the smaller Dir tribe, resulting in the sacrifice of many of its members."

"Don't you want to buy some advanced weapons to avenge your dead tribesmen?"

Chu Zihang's words immediately made Ahmed's expression gradually gloomy.

The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence.

But from Ahmed's eyes, Chu Zihang could still see a hint of unwillingness and hatred.

What does this mean?

There's drama!

Then keep adding fuel to the fire and try to win it.

As a result, before he could add fuel to the fire.

Ahmed suddenly raised his head and looked at Chu Zihang, and said solemnly: "Mr. Yuri, I wonder what kind of arms you sell?"

"M16, or?"

Chu Zihang shook his head and denied it, "The M16 is too delicate and easily jams, especially in windy and sandy conditions. It's not suitable for use in Somali."

"Oh? Then what kind of gun is suitable for use in Somali?"

Ahmed immediately became interested when he heard this. It was the first time he heard such a statement.

"Of course it's the AK47 produced in Russia. This gun is suitable for any extreme environment. It is easy to operate and can fire continuously. Its firepower suppression is impeccable."

"In terms of practicality, the AK47 is far superior to the M16."

After saying that, Chu Zihang looked at Ahmed, waiting for him to speak up and give his suggestions.

Ahmed frowned and asked, "Mr. Yuri, how many AK47s do you have?"

"Five thousand AK47s, plus ten boxes of bullets." Chu Zihang said without hesitation.

boom!

Ahmed slammed the table, stood up and said, "Mr. Yuri, I want them all!"

"You make an offer."

"Chief Ahmed, that's refreshing!"

Chu Zihang stood up with a smile, extended his hand and gestured, "The price is 1000 million Midao. I won't charge you for the ten boxes of bullets. I'll give them all to you as a gift. What do you think?"

"Ten million? Can it be cheaper?"

"Chief Ahmed, this is a very reasonable price. The market price of an AK47 is several thousand yuan."

"I gave you a lot of discounts, and now I'm almost losing everything." Chu Zihang said with a sad face.

In fact, he is a liar and a big liar.

The market price of AK47 is so low that you can buy it for three or four hundred meters.

Even after the 47s, weapons such as AK16 and M were sold by the kilogram.

European capitalists are bloodsuckers, and Chu Zihang just gnaws on their bones.

It's so heartless!

"Ten million is ten million!" Ahmed gritted his teeth and decided to buy it.

With this batch of weapons, does the Dijil tribe still need to fear the attacks of the Dir tribe?

In other words, the opportunity for revenge has come!

But he had no idea that he was being taken advantage of.

Ahmed's straightforwardness was within Chu Zihang's expectations.

The weapons owned by the entire Dijir tribe are still from the World War II era, and their backwardness is self-evident.

Faced with the Dir tribe, which had the support of the West, they were naturally beaten and had no idea what to do.

Both sides are not on the same level, so it’s useless even if there are more people!

Chapter 13 My Dream is for Love and Peace

After getting 10 million, Chu Zihang felt that the arms business made money quickly.

With a cost of one million, he earned ten million.

What a huge profit!

Chu Zihang smiled at Ahmed, who was being taken advantage of, and something in his heart moved.

We have to continue to fleece this wool!

He is not merciful. As long as his pockets are full, he doesn't care whether someone is unscrupulous or not.

Money is a good thing. With it, you can ask President Sam to replace him.

Think of this.

Chu Zihang struck while the iron was hot and wanted to make more money.

It would be a waste if you don’t masturbate, right?

He said with a smile: "Chief Ahmed, in order to give back to our customers, our Umbrella Company has also launched an event."

Ahmed became interested and asked, "Mr. Yuri, what event?"

"We're offering a 47% discount on an AK that originally costs several thousand yuan, plus free maintenance oil and lifetime factory repair service."

Ahmed was shocked by this!

Oh my Allah!

Is this Chinese crazy?

50% off?

Free maintenance gun oil and lifetime factory repair service?!

What is the difference between this and pie in the sky?

If the discount is 50%, the weapon I just bought will cost 10 million.

Ahmed suddenly felt that Chu Zihang's activity was really out of line!

The other party is so sincere.

No, I feel that I cannot let Mr. Yuri do business at a loss.

"Mr. Yuri, aren't you losing money on this activity?"

"Lossing money? It's worth it even if it means making a loss in order to make friends with you, Chief Ahmed." Chu Zihang acted as if he was really trying to make friends.

Loss? Ha, not happening!

When I get 10 million dollars, I will spend half of it to buy a lot of liquor and daily necessities.

Then charter a plane to Erxiong and exchange it for tens of thousands of AK47s or even more weapons.

joke!

Will labor and management do a business that will lose money?

In addition, it can also earn Ahmed's gratitude and deep friendship.

This deal is so damn worth it!

Do you see how righteous I am?

The capitalist's rotten ass.

Ahmed would never have imagined that Chu Zihang had no other weapons except five thousand AK47s.

The activities launched now are nothing more than empty promises.

It's typical that someone has been sold out and is still helping others count their money.

as predicted.

Chu Zihang's words immediately moved Ahmed, and he developed a brotherly feeling towards Chu Zihang.

Look, this is the kind-hearted Chinese.

Much better than those hypocritical Westerners!

"Mr. Yuri, it is my honor to have a friend like you."

Seeing Ahmed take the bait, Chu Zihang's eyes flashed with a gleam of success.

"Chief Ahmed, you can call me Yuri, sir, it's too strange. We are friends now, aren't we?"

"Oh yes, Yuri, we are friends."

Ahmed was so happy that his eyes looking at Chu Zihang were softer and kinder.

Perhaps, he was tempted by the event launched by Chu Zihang just now.

Ahmed couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Yuri, how much can you provide for the next batch?"

Chu Zihang knocked on the arm of the chair: "See how much you need!"

"Another 47 AKs. It would be even better if there were RPGs, tanks, light and heavy machine guns." Ahmed rubbed his hands and said expectantly.

"No problem, but you need to pay a deposit in advance."

Chu Zihang glanced at Ahmed who looked expectant, and rubbed his fingers.

"How many?"

"Not much, maybe three million meters."

“When can the goods be shipped?” Ahmed asked.