King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 806 - 731 Shooting While Talking Business
806: Chapter 731: Shooting While Talking Business
806 -731: Shooting While Talking Business
Sayyid led the applause, expressing immense respect for Joe Ga’s miraculous performance…
This hedonistic prince was also an enthusiast of shooting, knowing full well how incredible Joe Ga’s consecutive shooting display was just moments ago.
While applauding, Sayyid quickly walked over to Joe Ga, embraced him tightly, and exclaimed, “Hu Lang, this is unbelievable, how did you do it?”
Joe Ga, having calmed down completely, revealed a slight smile and said, “Stay calm, then aim the gun at the target and pull the trigger.”
This technically meaningless response somehow seemed profoundly rational coming from Joe Ga at that moment.
Sayyid earnestly nodded and replied, “Although I feel like you’re brushing me off, however…”
Joe Ga patted Sayyid on the shoulder and said with a smile, “Buddy, I’m not brushing you off.
Whenever I need to calm myself, I hold a gun.
The gun calms me down, and being calm makes me perform better…”
Sayyid seemed to notice something unusual about Joe Ga and curiously asked, “Has something happened?”
Joe Ga waved his hand dismissively and explained, “It’s not related to you, a friend of mine suddenly had a heart attack, I’m flying to America this afternoon to check on him.”
Hearing this, Sayyid exclaimed in surprise, “America?
Has something happened there?”
Joe Ga gestured for Xiao Hei, the server, to reload the shooting machine, then chuckled and shook his head, “I’m not entirely sure yet, but it shouldn’t be anything too serious.
You stay here and have fun with the princes…”
As Joe Ga spoke, he watched three ‘champion girls’ drive up to the platform in a cart loaded with shotguns, and he cheerfully said to the princes, “Let’s start, this game is quite fun…”
Hamandan, prideful and somewhat awkward, beckoned his attendant over, took out an excessively expensive-looking gold and silver inlaid shotgun from a fancy case, then hesitated before saying to Joe Ga, “Hu Lang, your shooting skills are exceptional; I can’t match that…”
As he spoke, Hamandan patted his shotgun and added, “But with this, I can…”
Tahnoon selected a double-barreled shotgun from the Constellation Shotguns, felt its weight in his hands, and commented, “This is a fine gun, I’ll give it a try too…”
Joe Ga, now more relaxed, took the opportunity to talk about bonds with the princes and set up a meeting time with Abu Dhabi’s Tahnoon.
Over the years, under high pressure, Joe Ga had received ample training, and the most valuable lesson he learned was not the ‘chef logic’ he had formulated, but to stay calm in all situations and never make decisions when angry!
Eric was currently in danger, beyond his immediate reach, and wild thoughts wouldn’t solve anything; he could only decide after assessing the situation upon arrival.
The flight from Central Africa to America provided enough time for Joe Ga to quietly sort out the situation there.
Rather than worry needlessly, better to focus on the task at hand…
Financing bonds was just one aspect; Abu Dhabi’s investment plans in Iraq were a bit more valuable.
Until the dirty bomb was found, Iraq would remain a focal point!
Joe Ga had the capability to integrate the various interests surrounding Iraq, gradually accumulating chips.
With enough chips, Joe Ga could leverage his control over Iraq to pry larger benefits.
In the futures market, blocking the old lady was just the beginning…
Smiling, he gestured everyone to draw lots to decide the shooting order, trial two rounds to get a feel before the competition; whoever first missed a target, would be eliminated.
Joe Ga initially intended to join in the fun, but Eric and Carl adamantly kicked him out of the competition.
Having witnessed his recent shooting performance, no one wanted to compete with Joe Ga in this arena.
Challenge was fun, but seeking a beating wasn’t!
Being kicked out of the game didn’t dampen Joe Ga’s spirits; he comfortably sat under an umbrella, discussing the performance specifics and care needed for the shotgun in his possession with Tahnoon, while also confirming their meeting time in Abu Dhabi…
Abu Dhabi’s investment in Iraq was to curry favor with Iran, but Joe Ga needed to know how much sincerity they could offer before he would negotiate with the Iraqi Government.
Tahnoon couldn’t decide on this matter alone, yet he was very grateful for the unhesitant help Joe Ga provided, and warmly invited Joe Ga
to visit his yacht when the time came…
Speaking of ships, Joe Ga casually mentioned the Type 056; the sales proposal offered by China Shipbuilding was quite suitable for Abu Dhabi.
China Shipbuilding would build the hull, France would be responsible for remodeling the electronic systems, and the weapons system would fully align with NATO standards.
About 300 million US Dollars for a 1300-ton Missile frigate, which really was quite a bargain for these often overcharged tycoons.
Tahnoon couldn’t commit without seeing the actual product, but he explicitly stated that once he returned, he would invite China Shipbuilding to bring a frigate to Abu Dhabi’s Defense Expo in February next year.
If the Type 056 truly met the United Arab Emirates’ needs, they might attempt negotiations.
The deal couldn’t go directly through China Shipbuilding without America’s nod, but it could potentially be purchased through Joe Ga’s hands.
P·B would take the order, then act as an integrator—purchasing hulls from China and remodeling them in France to meet the United Arab Emirates’ requirements.
This was Tahnoon repaying a favor!
Joe Ga didn’t ask for anything in return for the deal in Iraq; he was merely selling a small boat and even presented a secure sales plan, making it difficult for Tahnoon to refuse.
Joe Ga was satisfied with that…
As long as the people in Abu Dhabi loosened up, the subsequent matters had little to do with him anymore.
However, for this ‘mutual agreement’ play, if both parties wanted to make it more convincing, it could not get around him.
If successful, it could make billions; if not, selling one type 056 ship could still net tens of millions.
Just running errands and moving the mouth is much easier compared to waging war, investing, or pulling people into partnership.
After confirming the future plans with Tahnoon, the remaining North Kivu bonds were simply too easy.
Tahnoon from Abu Dhabi, Hamandan from Dubai, Al Sani from Qatar not only had their own wealth, but also had authority in the royal investment funds.
Sayyid swore and assured that North Kivu was definitely prime industrial capital, and that the bonds were indeed valuable…
Gami planned to seek $500 million in financing from major institutions, but Joe settled it during the chatter of guns and boasting.
The wealth of these Middle Eastern tycoons came from crude oil, and changing crude oil into US Dollars without spending or investing meant it was just a pile of waste paper.
The ‘tycoon’ in Middle Eastern tycoons, on one hand, is of course because their money comes easily…
But on the other hand, it also stems from their correct understanding of the US Dollar.
A large amount of cash or bank figures only has meaning when converted into valuable goods and assets.
‘Saving’ would only cause their wealth to shrink, whereas investing could expand their wealth scale and influence.
North Kivu, as a region rich in rare mineral resources, as long as the situation remained stable, their issued bonds were valuable, backed by industries and with much higher interest rates than US bonds, definitely worth investing in.
Gami waited until Joe and several princes had roughly confirmed the investment amounts before he gave up his ‘athlete’ identity and sat next to Joe…
Then watching the always smiling Joe, who would even applaud and appreciate whenever someone scored a beautiful double-shot…
“My plane landed at dawn, it won’t be ready until this afternoon, what exactly happened?”
Joe glanced at Gami, reined in his smile, and said, “Eric suddenly had a heart attack and was admitted to the hospital, Monica is now guarding there with others, she is very panicked now…
Eric is actually a key figure for our American election opportunity, without him I even don’t know what happened.”
Speaking of which, Joe looked at Gami whose expression had suddenly turned solemn, he shook his head and said, “Do you believe that Eric would suddenly have a heart attack?”
Gami shook his head, then closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, saying, “I warned him to not frequently contact Donald’s election team.
He was originally Rashiri’s man, once he was discovered contacting Donald’s team, Rashiri would definitely be nervous, because Eric knew a lot about her…
Once these things are brought up in the final stage of the televised debate, Rashiri will be very passive!”
Joe slightly shook his head and said, “Eric has been at CIA after all, though he screwed up there, he still has basic confidentiality awareness.
There must be something we don’t know about that resulted in the need to silence him!”
Speaking, Joe pinched his nose bridge and said, “This method is very professional; I have a premonition that similar incidents will happen again…
If it really was that old woman who sent someone to do it, then before things are clear, even you have to be careful.
You stay in Central Africa, just go and handle the bond matter.
The plan to strike the futures market continues, but this time ‘Pirate Fund’ will not enter the field, I will find some external money to strike them.”
Gami expressed surprise, saying, “External money?”
Joe nodded and said, “Yes, external money!
Now is not the time for us to expose her yet…
We are unable at the moment to continue to attract allies, so creating a few enemies for her, shifting her attention, is also good.”
This time Gami didn’t ask more but slightly nodded and said, “The attack on Eric is very strange, we must find out clearly, we need to know if it really was Rashiri’s doing, if so, how much does Rashiri know about our situation?
This way we can make the correct decisions afterwards.”
Speaking, Gami shook his head and said, “If the attack on Eric indeed was Rashiri’s doing, then we have no way out.
If Donald loses…”
Joe shook his head with a wry smile and said, “We have had no way out for a long time…
Since the second time Rashiri betrayed Steven and let Halliburton meddle in my Iraqi business, we have had no way out!
The difference is just whether to jump out and openly confront her or to hide in the shadows and shoot cold arrows to put her in a deadly spot.
But this time, I can afford to lose, but she definitely can’t!”
