Chapter 128： :purchase

Wallace looked at Aidid's back and fell into deep thought.

Omar, who accompanied him, saw that the coffee in his cup was empty, so he got up to help him refill it. As soon as he clinked the cup, he heard the other party shout, "Mr. Omar."

"Huh? What's the matter, sir?" Omar's eyes were full of doubts.

"Who is that Mr. John Kansburg?" Wallace asked with big eyes.

"We have business dealings with us, and Mr. John's boss is the general's best friend!" The latter sentence is Omar's own opinion. Aidid called Tang Dao a vampire more than once, but turned around and carried it. I went to Boom Mountain with rpg.

Omar is not a short-sighted person. He understands that they and Tang Dao are in a mutually beneficial posture. The latter's influence in Mogadishu is getting bigger and bigger. How could he listen to such a big move when he kicked out the arms retail investors? less than?

He, Nicholas Don, is to be the king of Mogadishu!

Omar only hopes that Aidid will never conflict with the company.

Wallace made a look of sudden realization, thanking with a smile on his face, but there was a lot of anxiety in his eyes.

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Aidid opened the door, and saw John and Pierce sitting on the sofa and whispering to each other. When they heard the sound, they raised their heads and stood up.

"Don't be so polite, please sit down, please sit down, Mr. John is a distinguished guest."

Old Hei waved his hand with a smile, not caring.

But in fact, this guy cares most about other people's attitudes, otherwise why was Baba Yang attacked by him? It’s not that he disliked the other party and blocked his way to seize power, and the most important thing is that Baba sheep is easy to bully. He directly ambushed and killed 24 people, which later evolved into "Operation Restoring Hope".

Converted into one sentence: what's wrong, it's all right, you can't compete with it!

"I don't think it's been a long time since I visited the general, so I'm going into the city today to bother you and have an afternoon tea." John rubbed his hands on his legs and feet, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Of course, wait a minute."

Aidid stood up and went to the door, shouted to the guards, asking them to bring some snacks, and returned with a smile on his face, sitting on the sofa, "Isn't Mr. Nicholas here?"

"The boss has gone to Eritrea. He has a big order there and he will go there himself." John didn't intend to hide it, anyway, this kind of thing can be found by anyone who is interested.

Aidid was stunned, big order?

How big can it be?

Ten million?

100 million?

The front of his eyes suddenly lit up, and he leaned forward, moving his buttocks to the corner of the sofa, as if casually, "Eritrea? Then if the business is done, the delivery will be very troublesome."

"We have air freight, and Il-76 is enough." John explained, but he was not an idiot. Since the other party asked so deeply, he obviously wanted to be a little tricky in his heart, and raised his eyelids a little, "General, is there any more good suggestion?"

"I think it is actually more convenient to take the water route, especially starting from the port of Mogadishu and going straight down the branch of the Red Sea. The voyage time does not exceed 14 hours at most, and the transportation cost is lower than the air cost." Aidid said John was taken aback by what he said.

He and Pierce looked at each other. Is it really going to be 14 hours?

Why do you feel like this guy is talking nonsense? However, these are not important, they just looked at each other, waiting for him to continue.

"I want to ask, does your company need a port?"

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"Ah Choo!"

Tang Dao sneezed, his nose was twitching.

"Boss, did you catch a cold?" Mist, the co-pilot, looked at the mirror and asked.

"It's okay, it's just a itchy nostril."

Tang Dao woke up with a runny nose, wiped the car door skillfully, and looked out the car window, "How long is it?"

Mister looked at his watch, and checked the route and time in his mind. These are what bodyguards should do. In fact, another bodyguard, Little Angel, is the main operator. He comes from the protection department. This is an expert. .

"About eight minutes to go."

As soon as Tang Dao breathed out, he closed his eyes and folded his hands for a little sleep.

He's actually a little nervous now?

Because this is related to an order of 900 million US dollars, even if he does nothing, he is actually a thorn in the side of his competitors.

If you come, it means that you have ideas to compete, and those who dare to do this industry are bold, cautious and desperate. This cake, how do you want to eat it, how you eat it, where to bite first, who bites first, it’s all the same Pay attention.

There are no rules in this industry, but it is also full of rules.

Moreover, as long as I have a foothold in this order, the company's name can no longer be hidden.

Two cars drove into a gate, and there was a temporary entry and exit license plate on the car, so the guards at the gate just glanced at it and let it go. This European-style mansion from the outside is the administrative mansion of the Military Commission, of course. , it was just a small western-style building before, but later it was renovated and cost 10 million Eritrean nakfa, which is equivalent to more than 600,000 US dollars.

The people of Asmara are very poor, but... the government is rich.

There is also a water fountain sculpture in the middle of the mansion. A warrior in armor is looking into the distance, holding a spear in his hand, trying to stab the sky. His deep pupils make people feel his determination.

At the gate of the official residence, several cars had already parked. Tang Dao looked out along the glass and saw an acquaintance.

Lloyd was wearing a suit and tie, but Tang Dao thought of a word like this.

Wash the monkey and crown!

But this guy's methods are good, and he has a fierce fight with the people around him.

And they also saw a car coming in, so they stopped and waited.

When Mister came down from the top first, Lloyd narrowed his eyes, as if he said casually, "It turns out that the Somali Eagle is here. It seems that we really have to welcome it."

This guy has no good intentions.

If you say "Welcome" in front of so many people, isn't that putting Tang Dao's status above them? There are all rebellious people here, and everyone is out to mess around. No one is sure to be convinced. A word made everyone feel a little thumping in their hearts. Of course, some people glanced at Lloyd from the corner of their eyes and pulled their faces in disdain.

This kind of yin and yang strange words can be smelled in the air.

Don't act like everyone else is an idiot.

Mister opened the car door, wearing a suit, Tang Dao with a cigar in his mouth, got out of the car, followed by a little angel, and four employees got out of the other car, standing behind Tang Dao in unison. The height is about 1.9 meters, and the waist is bulging, obviously hidden weapons, which can still bluff people.

Lloyd said a little sourly, "What is he doing with so many people? Is he planning to kill us?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the people standing next to him quickly moved away.

Fearing that the mental retardation would be contagious, they all looked at him like a fool.

Lloyd was startled, and felt that his state of mind was not right, so he quickly shut up. If he continued, everyone would probably get tired of him. After all, no one likes to provoke dissension. When he left, Tang Dao first raised his hand and greeted him, "Mr. Lloyd..."

It wouldn't be good for him to hide any more, so he bit the bullet and laughed dryly, "Mr. Nicholas, long time no see."

"Didn't you see it yesterday? Did you forget it so quickly?"

Tang Dao said with a smile, this made other people around him look at Lloyd meaningfully, and the active people also understood the general idea. This old black kept saying bad things about him. With dirty?

The corner of Lloyd's mouth twitched slightly, and he slid over with a perfunctory smile.

Tang Dao didn't bother to talk nonsense with this guy, he shook hands with others sincerely, and introduced himself, "Nicholas."

Although they are all competitors, this basic courtesy is still there, with fake smiles on their faces.

pedal pedal...

Footsteps sounded from inside the house, and Francis came out with a dark face. He was wearing a dark green spotted military uniform, looking shriveled and lifeless. After the last stop, he looked away and said, "Gentlemen, General MacArthur is waiting for you inside. Each of you will bring a bodyguard. The others will rest in the side hall. Please follow me."

He drooped his face, as if someone owed him money, turned around and left after speaking.

This made people including Tang Dao frowned. Did this guy turn his face and deny anyone?

"Mister, stay here, and the little angel will follow me in."

Tang Dao pulled off his suit, gave a few instructions, and walked in the front with his head held high. The others were stunned with different expressions.

This arena is not about fighting and killing, but it is not entirely about the world!

A hero must start from a humble beginning, and you will inevitably touch other people's cakes. It is only a favor when you are strong, and an accident when you are weak! Tang Dao can pretend to be a grandson, and pretends to be more slippery than anyone else, but at this time, he will do his part!

"Let's go too Otherwise, who knows what this Asian will say to General Francisco." At this time, a person next to Lloyd said, his skin was dark, and he should have a little The so-called black blood.

These words reached everyone's heart, they all nodded, and walked in quickly as if the soles of their feet had been oiled.

This is the first time that Tang Dao met MacArthur, who is very taboo to Francis.

He looks ordinary, but his hooked nose is very attractive. His military rank badge is hanging crookedly. As soon as he came in, he frowned when he smelled the smoke in the air, but he didn't say anything.

He's not a big boss, he's just a member of the Eritrean military. If it weren't for the 900 million US dollars in this country, who would come here? !

The total number of troops is only 13,000, so what are you afraid of?

If someone smiles at you, it means that you are good-looking, or that the money in your pocket is beautiful. Is there anyone else who smiles at you because you are good-looking? (It seems that a girl is really smiling at me.)

"Gentlemen, let's not talk nonsense. Each of you has 10 minutes to introduce yourself, and we will choose the one that suits us best." After MacArthur finished speaking, he sat behind with the purchasing team.

They were stunned by this Tang Dao.

Why no notification?

Moreover, this procurement method is too imprecise.

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