When David saw that the call was from Captain Santos, he was so nervous that he didn't even dare to answer it.
After Ephraim offered several words of encouragement, David reluctantly answered the call.
“Why is my goods being detained in Jordan?”
As soon as the call was connected, Santos was greeted with questions that were not yet angry.
"Captain Santos, uh, yes, there was a little accident." David defended vaguely.
"Let me ask you why my goods are in Jordan? Wasn't it sent from Italy?" Captain Santos continued to question angrily.
"You don't have to worry about this. They are now placed in a transit station in Amman and are very safe. My team and I are trying to figure out how to solve the problem." David explained.
"You haven't answered my question yet, why did my gun end up in Jordan?" Captain Santos roared.
David didn't know how to respond at all. He held on to the phone for a long time and couldn't make a sound. Ephraim snatched the phone away.
As a director of AEY, continue to communicate with Captain Santos.
After first comforting and stabilizing Santos' mood, Ephraim then discussed: "Do you know about the Crow TP19 pistol?"
Ephraim wanted to change to another gun and get over this hurdle first.
"Don't try to fool me with scrap metal made in Brazil. The contract says Beretta, and I want the Italian Beretta." Captain Santos emphasized.
"Sir, please understand me..."
"I'll just say it straight."
Captain Santos interrupted Ephraim and said in a stern tone: "I am now in the most difficult environment in the world, working hard for your freedom, and you want me to understand you?
Look, I don't care if those Berettas are in Oman right now. Or maybe you're just trying to do whatever it takes to keep yourself from profiting from it.
No matter what, you have all affected my mission. I want to cancel my cooperation with you and ban you. "
The military's blockade is equivalent to a death sentence for arms dealers.
Ephraim was really panicking now and used his Hollywood acting skills.
I am crying because I have an 80-year-old mother to support, and I am crying because my 8-year-old son is in the hospital. Blocking them is tantamount to letting their family die.
I hope Captain Santos can relax for a few more days so that he can find a way to solve the problem.
result.
Captain Santos was not affected at all and hung up the phone neatly.
Ephraim is emotionally drained!
There was a burst of wailing and screaming, but no one solved the problem. Instead, David's girlfriend was attracted out.
Efram was also heard yelling about a damn Beretta pistol as he vented his anger.
Now Izzy understood everything.
He turned around and ran back in anger.
When David saw something was wrong, he chased her back and tried to find a way to explain to his girlfriend.
While David was away coaxing his girlfriend, Ephraim reacted to his emotions and finally made a bold decision.
That is to go to Jordan in person and find a way to get the goods out.
As long as the goods can be delivered to Baghdad before the end of the contract and the transaction is completed without breaking the contract, Captain Santos cannot block him.
Sit down when you think of it.
Ephraim rushed directly into David's house, interrupted David and his girlfriend who were arguing, and asked David to take his passport and go out with him.
Then I called Dragon Wars and took the earliest flight straight to Jordan.
The advantages of the American passport are vividly demonstrated at this moment. There is no need to sign in advance. Just get on the plane and sign on arrival.
When they arrived in Jordan, they went straight to the customs to find out what happened to the goods.
As a result, Jordanian Customs said that the permit had expired. If you want to take the goods out, you need to apply for a permit, which takes six weeks.
When Ephram heard that it would still be six weeks, his face suddenly fell.
He is short of time now!
The goods need to be sent to Baghdad as soon as possible. It is impossible to wait for that long, let alone six weeks, even one week.
In order to solve the license problem, Ephraim and David had no choice but to find a way as soon as possible.
The U.S. Embassy basically cannot provide any help in handling customs issues.
Efram had to do it himself.
Although Long Zhan had many ways to help Ephraim get this batch of goods out, he had no such plan.
It's better if something goes wrong, so that Long Zhan can see Ephram's true level.
Anyone can play the tailwind game.
Being able to make a comeback against the wind is the real skill.
Through his connections, Ephraim contacted a broker in Jordan who specializes in all kinds of gray hookups and has people in the government.
The two parties arranged to meet in a small town, and Ephraim directly handed over the receipt for the goods.
He got straight to the point and said to the broker: "We know you have people in the government. Can you help me get the goods out? Money is not an issue."
The broker also said readily: "Your license has expired and you need to apply for a new one. It will take at least 6 weeks."
Ephraim slapped his forehead and said in pain: "That's the crux of the matter, we don't have that long."
David also chimed in: "We must get the goods today."
Ephraim went on to say: "Although I don't want to play the role of a rich American right away, I know very well that at this point, it's time for me to express myself, right?"
"certainly."
The broker curled his lips and shrugged.
"OK."
Ephraim didn't hesitate, took out a handful of money from his pocket and started counting. After counting a bunch, he said, "Is 2,000 US dollars enough?"
"Good, you're going to get your gun today."
The broker grinned when he received the money, and his smile was particularly bright.
The per capita income in Jordan is only over 3,000 US dollars, and a broker can earn 2,000 US dollars in one transaction. For him, this is simply a money-making business.
"The money should have been taken out a long time ago."
Ephraim smiled and asked, "When will we be given the license?"
"You go back and leave your phone number. I can get you done today, no later than tomorrow. You can rest assured that I will do the work." The broker said confidently.
"OK, waiting for your news."
Ephraim did not expect that things went smoothly than he imagined, and he happily bid farewell to Junke and left.
"Sometimes it's not good if things go too smoothly. I suggest you find another one. You don't have much money anyway. One more company and one more insurance." Long Zhan suggested.
"I won't waste money. Instead of wasting 2,000 US dollars, why not go to a local bar tonight and find an exotic girl to play with." Ephram said with a lustful smile.
"All right."
Long Zhan didn't try to persuade her any more. He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Girls from Middle Eastern countries must have different tastes, but you can really go and have fun with them."
"Let's go then, what are you waiting for?"
Ephraim became excited. (End of chapter)
