"Nicholas, I have an idea about what you said, but can the price be any better?"

Yes, I met a stingy Zhou Papi again.

Isn’t eight hundred dollars a bargain?

You poor bitch, I really want to kick your ass!

Of course, Chu Zihang would not show these things, and he still had an approachable smile on his face.

"General, this is a reasonable price. Others sell it for a thousand-meter knife."

"Besides, it's quite troublesome for me to transport weapons here. I need to take care of everything so that I won't be targeted by Interpol."

"Besides, I have a group of people under me who are waiting to be paid. I have to make some money, and I can't lose money, right?"

"Ahem...what you said makes sense."

Aidid nodded in agreement, and then said: "But Nicholas, the quantity I want is a bit large, about the strength of a division, and I want to give them all Soviet goods."

"Look, can't we really get a better discount?"

"General, please let me think about it."

Chu Zihang pretended to be embarrassed, but in fact he cursed Aidid for being a poor man.

A knife costing 800 meters is too expensive?

When I sold the labor to Ahmed, I directly offered a price of several thousand meters, but now I agreed without saying a word.

In your case, do you still have to bargain?

Somali warlord?!

Shit, he’s just a pauper!

Of course, this business still needs to be done.

He still had to get land from Aidid to build the Umbrella Company headquarters.

Out of self-interest considerations.

Chu Zihang decided to take a step back. Besides, the price of an AK47 is only three to four hundred meters.

It's okay to make a little less, just 700 meters.

Then Chu Zihang got into the show, pretending to be spending a lot of money on his face.

"General, for the sake of our brotherhood, I will make less if I make less."

"A 700-meter knife, what do you think?"

"Nicholas, now that you've said it, I'll look stingy if I bargain any more."

"You pay the price you said."

"General, Kuaishou, cash or transfer?"

Chu Zihang gave a thumbs up and then took out the POS machine produced by Siemens from his pocket.

The entire POS machine is just like a brick, and can compete with its big brother.

"Nicholas, don't worry yet."

Aidid glanced at the POS machine, smiled and waved his hand.

Chu Zihang's eyes flashed and he became a little wary.

Zhuo, is this monkey trying to skip the ticket?

He immediately laughed and said: "General, your family's great cause is probably because of..."

The words are not finished yet.

Lux, who was standing next to Aidid, interrupted: "Mr. Nicholas, you misunderstood."

"What our general means is that we also need other arms."

"That's it, haha, I thought... I was the one being abrupt."

"I'm sorry General, I apologize to you."

Chu Zihang smiled sheepishly and apologized directly to Aidid.

"It's okay, I understand." Aidid was not angry at all, and waved his hand very grandly.

But the next second.

He showed a bargaining face and said: "Nicholas, in this case, can the next price be cheaper?"

"No problem, I'll give you a 20% discount!"

Chu Zihang agreed graciously, and then scolded Aidid again in his heart for being such a bastard.

"Then general, what else do you need?"

"Do you have the T80 you gave me?" Aidid went straight to the point and was very straightforward.

"General, then you are making things difficult for me."

Chu Zihang looked embarrassed and said: "I bought the T80 at a large price just for you. If you still want it, there is nothing I can do."

Aidid didn't feel embarrassed at all, so he retreated and asked, "Where's the T72?"

"Yes, a 5 million-meter sword. How much does the general want?"

Chu Zihang offered his price, and Aidid's eyes widened slightly in shock.

Then it quickly returned to normal.

"Five million dollars? Isn't it a bit too expensive?"

"General, this is the internationally unified market price. After all, this is the best tank in the Soviet Union, and it is also one of the best main battle tanks among major countries."

Aidid pondered for a moment after hearing this, then sat upright and said: "Four million meters, I want a tank company."

"this……"

Chu Zihang hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, it's a deal."

"Haha, Nicholas, you are a friend enough."

Aidid laughed and reached out his hand to shake Chu Zihang's hand enthusiastically.

"I also need some RPGs, grenades, light and heavy machine guns, and armored vehicles."

"Is there any?"

"Yes, but the general price really can't be any cheaper, otherwise I won't make any money."

"Haha, don't worry, I'll pay the price you said this time."

Aidid was too embarrassed to bargain any further and readily agreed.

…

An hour later.

"General, please stay."

Chu Zihang was at the door, with a smile on his face and pressed his hand to Aidid who was walking to the door.

"In addition, the arms you want will arrive at the port of Mogadishu at one o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

After saying that, he got into the car parked at the door and drove away.

In the dark night with bright moonlight and stars, two red tail lights gradually disappeared at the end of the street...

The entrance of the villa.

Aidid still stood there with a calm expression, looking at the end of the dark street.

The next second.

He spoke abruptly: ""Lux, how much do you think you can believe this Chinese man's words?"

Lux hesitated for a while, "Given his Chinese identity, I can probably believe it."

Unexpectedly, Aidid smiled coldly when he heard this.

Very scornful!

Chinese?

How can a country as poor as them be trusted?!

He immediately uttered a local curse word: "The words of a businessman are like a piece of dog shit. It tastes good to dogs, but smells bad to people!"

Lux, who was left with a thoughtful face, turned around and left.

Aidid did not forget to leave the sentence, "Take someone to collect the goods tomorrow."

…

A black off-road vehicle was driving smoothly on the dark streets of Mogadishu.
To be continued...