Chapter 1503： Buddha
The last few days at the end of the year are too busy and can only guarantee 4,000 words to be updated. The author has only slept for more than 4 hours a day for a week, too sleepy, please comfort (灬????灬))
Yang Cheng asked about the situation in Saudi Arabia because he wanted to have an understanding of the style of doing things here, so as not to offend the other party’s culture. He also pointed to cooperation with the other party to make money by selling tanks.
Hansen did have experience with Saudis, but most of them were in the military. Soldiers and ordinary businessmen were not comparable, so Yang Cheng did not get good advice.
While they were talking, Iota’s information had already been downloaded, and Yang Cheng quickly scanned it and found that things were a bit more eye-catching than he thought.
IOTA, the company named after the Greek alphabet, travels all over the Middle East all year round. In this land full of yellow sand, IOTA is named in the Middle East as much as EO in Africa, although the nature of both Different, but the status is somewhat similar.
Moreover, IOTA and EO have a more in-depth cooperation in arms trading.
This shows the strength of Iota.
Its founder is very mysterious, and no one can tell the origin of this company. It seems to have risen in the Middle East overnight. Only a white man who claims to be a vice president stands on the bright side and takes care of the company's affairs.
Yang Cheng couldn't help but guess whether this company was also a puppet.
Just like my current self, I have accepted support from other relevant departments.
There are not many information that can be found in a short period of time. At least useful information will not be easily found by outsiders. It is also the information that Iota deliberately released, and is not afraid of being known.
After watching for a while, he put down his phone dullly, and meditated for a moment. "Next, I will focus on the relationship between Iota and Iota. I always feel that this company is not simple. Ordinary private arms dealers can stand in such a chaotic place in the Middle East. Firm your heels?"
Hansen nodded, "I also find it incredible."
Andrew, this reckless guy, doesn’t like to use his brains the most, except when performing tasks. “If you can’t, just tie up an Iota executive and pry open his mouth. Don’t you know everything?”
Yang Cheng ignored him, went straight to the bedroom, ready to take a nap.
In the afternoon, during the hottest time of the day, even in the air-conditioned room, Yang Cheng felt uneasy to breathe. The dry and hot air made the confined space into a huge steamer, in which it was pleated. Like a bun, there is no hope of turning over!
Yang Cheng just fell asleep in a daze. She was awakened by the heat. He turned the air-conditioning down again and returned to the living room irritably. Zhao Anqi didn’t know who he was chatting with. Looks listless.
Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Yang Cheng coming out, and immediately said goodbye to the other party, and said to Yang Cheng, "Aren't you going to sleep?"
Yang Cheng yawned, "Um~ it's too hot to sleep."
"Leiden came back just now, and I didn't call you when I saw you were sleeping."
"Huh? What's the situation, come back so soon?"
"I don't know, just ask him."
. . .
After a while, Hansen called Leiden back, and Yang Cheng asked immediately, "Did you see the broker?"
"I saw it, but his attitude is very clear, he needs 100,000 US dollars as an intermediary fee before he agrees to introduce clients. I dare not call the shots."
Yang Cheng frowned slightly, "I want money without saying anything? This person seems unreliable?"
Leiden scratched his head, "Many brokers are of this virtue, and don't say a word if money is not in place."
"Let's do it, you bring someone here, I will talk to him personally~"
Leiden has no problems, money is involved, he thinks more about it, Hansen’s evaluation of him is very accurate, under the rough appearance, there is a very delicate heart, "Okay, I will go now~"
Yang Cheng, the broker, is not unheard of, but he is so direct and asks for money. He is rare in every word. It seems that this trip to Saudi Arabia is not in vain!
. . .
About half an hour later, Leiden entered the room with a short winter gourd who looked cunning. He had a big beard, licked his stomach, and was holding a halal sandwich in his hand. Waved to Yang Cheng and said familiarly, "Hey, buddy, you should have water, right?"
Yang Cheng sat on the sofa and looked serious, with a slightly solemn expression and a serious aura. When most people saw this scene, they would be bound unconsciously, but the short winter melon on the opposite side turned a blind eye to it. The deputy familiar with the enthusiasm also tried to shake hands with Hansen and Andrew.
As a result, the two looked at the short winter melon like idiots, not to mention shaking hands, and they didn't kick them up. They were very restrained!
Seeing that no one took care of him, Dwarf Winter Melon didn’t care. He went to the refrigerator and opened a bottle of ice water without using a cup. He directly blows on the bottle. The posture is like drinking champagne, but he still has water storage equipment in his stomach. ?
After eating and drinking enough, the short winter melon finally sat opposite Yang Cheng, struggling with Erlang's legs, shaking his feet and said, "Introduce yourself, my name is Miller, and everyone calls me Bodhisattva. By the way, you are of Chinese descent and you know Bodhisattva. ?"
As he put his hands together, he leaned slightly, and those who didn't know thought he was a believer of the Buddha.
"You must know that, right? Anyway, everyone calls me Bodhisattva because I have a bodhisattva heart, and I like to help others. This is why my friends are everywhere.
So, talk about your question, I will definitely be able to help you By the way, remember to donate 100,000 US dollars. This is our donation to the Bodhisattva, which will be used for children in war-torn areas. This It is a good thing with supreme merit, I don't think you will refuse, right? "
This short winter melon crackled and talked about it as soon as it came up. What kind of bodhisattva, kind heart, is it not asking for money?
Yang Cheng is really speechless, where did she run such a strange thing.
"Bodhisattva? Forget it, let's call you Miller~"
called a 280-jin big fat man "Bodhisattva", Yang Cheng's shameful heart told him that he must not be called out, otherwise he would suffer retribution.
"Miller, Leighton said you are a very capable broker. You should know what I want. Are you sure that the answer you gave is worth 100,000 dollars?"
Miller put down Erlang’s legs and leaned forward slightly. A Bodhisattva tattoo appeared from the open shirt neckline. Yang Cheng didn’t understand the gods in Buddhism and couldn’t tell which **** it was, but the effect of the tattoo was very good. Looking at it from an angle, the eyes of the Bodhisattva seem to be alive, and they are not angry or prestigious when facing the front. If you change to a superstitious person, you might mistake it for the Bodhisattva's manifestation.
Don't say, this fat guy is quite good at playing gimmicks.
"Mr. Miller, I can be called a bodhisattva. In addition to having a kind heart, I also have my omnipotent intelligence network. In the desert of the Middle East, I know even a dead camel. What you want, It's just a name. If I can't give it out, you can take my nickname "Bodhisattva" off. I have no complaints!"
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Yang Cheng asked about the situation in Saudi Arabia because he wanted to have an understanding of the style of doing things here, so as not to offend the other party’s culture. He also pointed to cooperation with the other party to make money by selling tanks.
Hansen did have experience with Saudis, but most of them were in the military. Soldiers and ordinary businessmen were not comparable, so Yang Cheng did not get good advice.
While they were talking, Iota’s information had already been downloaded, and Yang Cheng quickly scanned it and found that things were a bit more eye-catching than he thought.
IOTA, the company named after the Greek alphabet, travels all over the Middle East all year round. In this land full of yellow sand, IOTA is named in the Middle East as much as EO in Africa, although the nature of both Different, but the status is somewhat similar.
Moreover, IOTA and EO have a more in-depth cooperation in arms trading.
This shows the strength of Iota.
Its founder is very mysterious, and no one can tell the origin of this company. It seems to have risen in the Middle East overnight. Only a white man who claims to be a vice president stands on the bright side and takes care of the company's affairs.
Yang Cheng couldn't help but guess whether this company was also a puppet.
Just like my current self, I have accepted support from other relevant departments.
There are not many information that can be found in a short period of time. At least useful information will not be easily found by outsiders. It is also the information that Iota deliberately released, and is not afraid of being known.
After watching for a while, he put down his phone dullly, and meditated for a moment. "Next, I will focus on the relationship between Iota and Iota. I always feel that this company is not simple. Ordinary private arms dealers can stand in such a chaotic place in the Middle East. Firm your heels?"
Hansen nodded, "I also find it incredible."
Andrew, this reckless guy, doesn’t like to use his brains the most, except when performing tasks. “If you can’t, just tie up an Iota executive and pry open his mouth. Don’t you know everything?”
Yang Cheng ignored him, went straight to the bedroom, ready to take a nap.
In the afternoon, during the hottest time of the day, even in the air-conditioned room, Yang Cheng felt uneasy to breathe. The dry and hot air made the confined space into a huge steamer, in which it was pleated. Like a bun, there is no hope of turning over!
Yang Cheng just fell asleep in a daze. She was awakened by the heat. He turned the air-conditioning down again and returned to the living room irritably. Zhao Anqi didn’t know who he was chatting with. Looks listless.
Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Yang Cheng coming out, and immediately said goodbye to the other party, and said to Yang Cheng, "Aren't you going to sleep?"
Yang Cheng yawned, "Um~ it's too hot to sleep."
"Leiden came back just now, and I didn't call you when I saw you were sleeping."
"Huh? What's the situation, come back so soon?"
"I don't know, just ask him."
. . .
After a while, Hansen called Leiden back, and Yang Cheng asked immediately, "Did you see the broker?"
"I saw it, but his attitude is very clear, he needs 100,000 US dollars as an intermediary fee before he agrees to introduce clients. I dare not call the shots."
Yang Cheng frowned slightly, "I want money without saying anything? This person seems unreliable?"
Leiden scratched his head, "Many brokers are of this virtue, and don't say a word if money is not in place."
"Let's do it, you bring someone here, I will talk to him personally~"
Leiden has no problems, money is involved, he thinks more about it, Hansen’s evaluation of him is very accurate, under the rough appearance, there is a very delicate heart, "Okay, I will go now~"
Yang Cheng, the broker, is not unheard of, but he is so direct and asks for money. He is rare in every word. It seems that this trip to Saudi Arabia is not in vain!
. . .
About half an hour later, Leiden entered the room with a short winter gourd who looked cunning. He had a big beard, licked his stomach, and was holding a halal sandwich in his hand. Waved to Yang Cheng and said familiarly, "Hey, buddy, you should have water, right?"
Yang Cheng sat on the sofa and looked serious, with a slightly solemn expression and a serious aura. When most people saw this scene, they would be bound unconsciously, but the short winter melon on the opposite side turned a blind eye to it. The deputy familiar with the enthusiasm also tried to shake hands with Hansen and Andrew.
As a result, the two looked at the short winter melon like idiots, not to mention shaking hands, and they didn't kick them up. They were very restrained!
Seeing that no one took care of him, Dwarf Winter Melon didn’t care. He went to the refrigerator and opened a bottle of ice water without using a cup. He directly blows on the bottle. The posture is like drinking champagne, but he still has water storage equipment in his stomach. ?
After eating and drinking enough, the short winter melon finally sat opposite Yang Cheng, struggling with Erlang's legs, shaking his feet and said, "Introduce yourself, my name is Miller, and everyone calls me Bodhisattva. By the way, you are of Chinese descent and you know Bodhisattva. ?"
As he put his hands together, he leaned slightly, and those who didn't know thought he was a believer of the Buddha.
"You must know that, right? Anyway, everyone calls me Bodhisattva because I have a bodhisattva heart, and I like to help others. This is why my friends are everywhere.
So, talk about your question, I will definitely be able to help you By the way, remember to donate 100,000 US dollars. This is our donation to the Bodhisattva, which will be used for children in war-torn areas. This It is a good thing with supreme merit, I don't think you will refuse, right? "
This short winter melon crackled and talked about it as soon as it came up. What kind of bodhisattva, kind heart, is it not asking for money?
Yang Cheng is really speechless, where did she run such a strange thing.
"Bodhisattva? Forget it, let's call you Miller~"
called a 280-jin big fat man "Bodhisattva", Yang Cheng's shameful heart told him that he must not be called out, otherwise he would suffer retribution.
"Miller, Leighton said you are a very capable broker. You should know what I want. Are you sure that the answer you gave is worth 100,000 dollars?"
Miller put down Erlang’s legs and leaned forward slightly. A Bodhisattva tattoo appeared from the open shirt neckline. Yang Cheng didn’t understand the gods in Buddhism and couldn’t tell which **** it was, but the effect of the tattoo was very good. Looking at it from an angle, the eyes of the Bodhisattva seem to be alive, and they are not angry or prestigious when facing the front. If you change to a superstitious person, you might mistake it for the Bodhisattva's manifestation.
Don't say, this fat guy is quite good at playing gimmicks.
"Mr. Miller, I can be called a bodhisattva. In addition to having a kind heart, I also have my omnipotent intelligence network. In the desert of the Middle East, I know even a dead camel. What you want, It's just a name. If I can't give it out, you can take my nickname "Bodhisattva" off. I have no complaints!"
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