The big customer did not keep the brothers waiting for too long, but actually arrived earlier than planned.
The meeting place was temporarily designated by the client - a flat land in the city that had been cleared by shells and bombs. When several luxury cars, rare in the Middle East, parked in front of Yuri, he knew that this big customer from Asia must not be aware of the dangers here.
Unless he has an entire army with him, swaggering through the city in a luxury car here is tantamount to waving flags to local armed forces who are accustomed to poverty, begging them to rob and kidnap him.
Especially when he saw a black-haired young man about the same age as Vitali walking out of the car door, Yuri strengthened his judgment - this was a young man from a rich family who was inexperienced in the world, and he didn't know where he learned private military contracting. The concept of business is nothing more than spending family money to come to the Middle East to live out the addiction of being a general.
Looking at the young guest in front of him who also wore sunglasses like the lieutenant colonel, Yuri felt a rare hint of envy.
If his father could give him such favorable conditions, maybe he and his brother Vitaly wouldn't have to stand in this war-torn land selling the remaining second-hand arms of the US military, working hard for a 10% commission. Instead, he exchanges drinks with senior officials of the Ministry of National Defense at various high-end banquets, and a few words can bring in millions of dollars in revenue.
But it's okay, when doing business with such a customer, at least you don't have to worry about the other party's check bouncing.
"Mr. Olof, seeing is better than hearing. You can call me Garland!"
The black-haired young man took off his sunglasses and hung them on his collar, revealing his dark pupils that were as clear as Lake Baikal but extremely deep. Yuri, who had only looked at him for less than a second, immediately changed his mind. .
This Asian was definitely not as simple as he thought.
Maybe Yang Tianyi himself didn't realize it, but after being in the high position of chairman of Qunxing Group for a long time, over time, his words and deeds will bring a slight sense of oppression to the other party, a kind of pressure that makes people unable to refuse his requests or demands. Deterrence.
This may be what is commonly known as the majesty of those in high positions, and it is also a unique skill that only those who have been in power for a long time can possess.
"Haha, it's a pleasure to meet you. Your name reminds me of the M1 semi-automatic rifle, which was once the best partner of the US military. For this reason, I can assure you, Mr. Garland, that all the goods you spend money to buy today will not have any quality defects."
Yuri has a passionate smile on his face. This is what makes him different from other middlemen - no one has the same ambition to establish his own business like him. Not only does he have no courage, but he also has no ability to put these things into practice. In fact, he is cooperating with the US military. customers become your own customers.
"Haha, I understand what you mean!"
Seeing Yuri take a step forward, Yang Tianyi took the initiative to extend his right hand to represent friendship. Without hesitation, he also raised his right hand to shake hands with the man in front of him, the future king of war.
"During World War II, the M1 Garand was a good partner of the US military, and so was the M16 lying in the warehouse now. Am I right?"
"You're absolutely right!"
Yuri was very happy that Yang Tianyi grasped the hint in his words, which made him understand that the other party was not only young and wealthy, but also a smart man.
And he likes to do business with smart people.
Without giving them more time to chat, a bodyguard standing guard behind Yang Tianyi leaned forward slightly and whispered at an appropriate volume: "Sir, strictly speaking, this is still a war zone, so I suggest that you and Ao Mr. Love can get in the car first, which will be safer."
"I understand, thank you for reminding me."
Yang Tianyi nodded when he heard this, with a confident smile on his face - in order not to attract too much attention, none of the more than ten security personnel responsible for protecting him this time were wearing the group's exoskeleton products, but each one was equipped with a belt. Type ion shield generator, and two fully armed combat robots are stored in the trunk of each car.
As for these three bulletproof cars, they are all copied one-to-one by the group based on historical data in the style of the 1980s. They are also equipped with ion shields and alloy armor. Even the more fragile parts can withstand several anti-tank rockets. Bombardment, in terms of sturdiness, is more reliable than the tanks of the 1980s on Earth.
In order to make these retro vehicles that have just come off the production line perfect in appearance and interior, employees from the Group’s Engineering Department traveled all over the Paradise World to collect the same materials used to make these vehicles, ensuring that Even if an automotive engineer from this world stood next to them, he would never realize that they were products from another world.
It only took the group three days to do all this.
Yang Tianyi did not waste this time. In order to make his actions traceable in the eyes of the authorities, he deliberately gave himself the identity of the son of a wealthy businessman. Then he arranged a sudden car accident for his parents who only existed in the information.
As the only son in the family, of course he could not accept this blow, so he came to the Middle East with a huge inheritance to establish a private military company and dedicated his life to maintaining world peace.
Seems reasonable, doesn't it?
As two elite combatants from the Army Department of the Group opened the front and rear doors, Yang Tianyi and Yuri sat in the back seat, while Vitaly sat in the passenger seat on the left, excitedly touching the luxurious interior of the car. .
"If I remember correctly, this Silver Halberd was just released in limited quantities last year, and the price of each one is as high as 300,000 pounds. As expected, Mr. Garland comes from a prominent family. I wonder why he purchased the weapon this time?"
Seeing that Yang Tianyi was silent, Yuri took the lead in speaking.
Compared to his less calm brother, Yuri was equally fond of this masterpiece of the Group's engineering department, but on the surface he still looked calm.
On the one hand, of course, it is because his financial resources are still several levels away from such a dream car. On the other hand, it is better for an arms dealer not to have such a conspicuous car.
"Haha, Mr. Yuri, don't be so anxious, we haven't finished talking about the topic just now!"
Yang Tianyi glanced at the man next to him who impressed him deeply. Judging from Yuri's current level, he was still far from the peak of his life.
"Americans like to abandon their partners, don't they? If you can abandon these deadly weapons for profit today, you may be able to abandon Mr. Orlov tomorrow. And will Mr. Orlov also abandon those who should not be abandoned for some reasons? Where are the people?”
Taking out a bottle of fruit wine from the inlaid wine cabinet on the leather backrest on the left, Yang Tianyi personally poured Yuri a glass of specialty fruit wine from another world with a not too low alcohol content - this was taken from Duke Edward's private wine cellar. , every bottle is a unique wine that cannot be copied.
The aroma of wine filled the car, but his slightly pointed question made Yuri frown slightly.
"If you still have doubts about the details of this deal, then when we get to the warehouse, I will personally show you the reliability of those weapons."
Considering that he and the so-called Mr. Garland were indeed strangers, Yuri didn't think much about it. He only thought that the other party didn't trust him enough, so he spoke to test him.
So he picked up the wine glass, smelled the intoxicating aroma of the wine in the glass, raised the glass and drank it in one gulp, and said with a smile: "Besides, I am actually a Russian."
"Then after the deal is over, we can have a few drinks."
Seeing that Yuri had cleverly avoided the topic, Yang Tian did not pursue him fiercely. Instead, he drank the glass in one gulp and turned to look out the window.
As the convoy arriving at its destination slowly stopped, a group of Lebanese Christian armed soldiers wearing red berets and military green camouflage uniforms came forward, holding in their hands the M16 assault rifles sold by Yuri.
"Mr. Olof, it seems that you need to have a good chat with these gentlemen holding guns before making a deal."
