King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Joe Ga's idea of 'branding' wasn't just a spur-of-the-moment thing!

He had long thought that making AKs with the Omnipotent Toolbox was a waste of resources. The Toolbox should be used to make the top guns in the market.

Just like Eric could sell a WA2000 for 300,000, in the eyes of those who know their stuff, top products mean top prices.

Colonel Ka's arsenal hasn't been touched till now, and although the tourism company in Ad-Damazin had officially acquired the gun license, they still showcased only AK series, which really isn't befitting.

Joe Ga needed a high-quality, reliable, traceable product to fill the shelves of his gun store. What's better than customized shotguns with the company's mark?

In his heart, he saw the tourism company as legitimate business, and it was most ideal to make every aspect as legal as possible.

The 'Professor' and Yuginebert Company came along just in time because as the number of people around Joe Ga increased, he also needed to find a plausible source for his arms, or at least one that he could casually explain away when someone curiously asked.

Once the small exhibition hall was set up, 'Walnut' and his team all switched into suits and took up their weapons, occupying critical positions in the villa…

Somehow, Joe Ga instantly felt that this place had a bit of a big movie villain's lair vibe.

The butler watched as those soldiers drove away the villa's property-provided security guards and took up armed positions at the door. He found Joe Ga, who was adjusting the exhibition samples, and said anxiously, "Sir, this is a bit too conspicuous. If the police come by, there might be trouble."

Joe Ga laughed and replied, "As exhibitors at the Tunisia Defense Exhibition, we're contributing to Tunisia. Don't worry. Our paperwork is complete, and someone has already notified the police station."

The butler, still not completely reassured, pointed to a soldier carrying a heavy machine gun upstairs to find a shooting position and stammered, "But, but this is…"

Joe Ga laughed heartily and said, "Don't worry, the security here, other than the handguns, all other weapons are unloaded."

With that, Joe Ga winked at the butler and said with a smile, "I just want to tell my clients where my weapons can be most effective.

You should understand why I rented this villa. So, if there is anything not done well, you can just say as you did now, and we'll discuss and resolve it."

After speaking, Joe Ga pulled out a stack of 20 US Dollar bills from his pocket, totaling about two hundred.

He quietly slipped it into the butler's hand and said with a smile, "I'm not too familiar with Tunisia. Do you think there's anything else that can be adjusted?"

The butler took the bills, stuffed them into his pocket, took a step back, and nodded slightly. "I'll report to the company. You are a valued guest here, and since your papers are in order, I can assure you that the police won't disturb your business."

After saying that, the butler glanced at the huge yard and said to Joe Ga with a wink, "Your idea is good, but it lacks a relaxing atmosphere. I think you need some ladies here.

I know a few agents who have many beautiful girls under them. For 100 US dollars each per day, they can create a lively atmosphere in your house.

The people coming to the defense exhibition like that kind of atmosphere…"

Joe Ga was amused by the butler's sly smile, a lifetime servant knowledgeable in distinguishing and entertaining guests in his own unique way.

In this regard, Joe Ga, a poor second-generation, didn't quite understand; fortunately, he was an adaptable person. After all, it was just about spending money. One hundred dollars a day to hire ten girls in bikinis to roam around the big villa indeed could make heads turn.

Just as Joe Ga was about to nod in agreement, Anna, who had appeared behind him at some unknown point, gave his shoulder a pat and said, "Do you need some help? I can help you with that."

Joe Ga turned around, frowning at Anna, and asked, "Do you know what kind of help I need?"

With a look of disdain, Anna gave Joe Ga a once over and said, "Isn't it just about making the villa lively?

I know a model agent who's currently in Tunisia, bringing a group of models looking for business opportunities."

As Anna observed Joe Ga's increasingly puzzled look, she said irritably, "Don't misunderstand, they're here for the defense exhibition's business, but they usually only need to work half a day. The rest of the day they're free.

I initially wanted to pull a few people to my father's booth as models, but if you need, I can invite them over as guests. They would definitely prefer it here."

Joe Ga didn't respond to Anna immediately but turned to look at the butler.

The old butler nodded slightly and said, "If you have your arrangements, that's best. Behind the villa, there's a small building where the workers live. I can arrange for it to be tidied up; it should accommodate about 20 people."

Joe Ga knew his tip had worked its magic. He thanked the butler and then turned to Anna, "How much is their appearance fee? It can't be too expensive, otherwise I'd rather go out and pull people off the street."

Watching Joe Ga like he was a fool, Anna said, "This is Blue and White Town, do you know how much it costs to stay here overnight?

You're inviting them as guests, with food, drinks, and fun included. Why would they charge you?"

"Believe it or not, just announce the address at any university gate, and you'll attract a bunch of pretty girls."

Joe Ga gave Anna a thumbs up, urging her to contact her friends.

After Anna had left, he pulled 'Professor' aside and said, "I'm starting to understand how you feel. If it were my daughter wanting to give up tennis to become a model, I would be devastated.

"You should find Anna a devilish coach, someone who will train her ruthlessly; otherwise, this girl is bound to go astray!"

'Professor' nodded with a heavy heart and said helplessly, "It's all my fault. Anna only wanted to go to Italy and enter the modeling world because she was worried about me.

"But you're right, Anna's future shouldn't be in modeling. I despise those pretentious folks; they just want to sell my daughter for a good price."

Joe Ga himself did not actually look down on models, but that circle was indeed hard to describe.

What he had said just now was quite subtle, actually. If he were in 'Professor's position, he might have done something even more extreme, who knows?

But by that time, Joe Ga had come to understand 'Professor' quite well; an honest man like him had reasons for plunging headfirst into the arms trade.

Both the modeling circle and the arms trade are quagmires. If I don't jump in, my daughter will have to, so what's there to hesitate about?

If you really love being a model, then at least wait until your old dad has the ability to protect you before you try it."

Finally feeling empathetic with 'Professor', Joe Ga patted him forcefully on the arm and said, "Don't worry, I think we will succeed!"

While the two were talking, Lieutenant 'Walnut' approached.

After glancing at 'Professor' beside Joe Ga, 'Walnut' hesitated for a moment before saluting and saying, "Kovacevic and the others are here."

'Professor', a bit uncomfortable, glanced at Joe Ga, then forced a smile and said, "Then let's proceed as Mr. Pas instructed."

Just as 'Walnut' was about to nod, Joe Ga pulled 'Professor' aside and said, "Let's go greet them."

As Joe Ga gestured for 'Walnut' to lead the way, he whispered to 'Professor', "Buddy, you need some trustworthy people. Those soon-to-be-retired soldiers from Brigade 63 are the best choice because they are, like you, on the fringes of the company.

No matter how things turn out in Tunisia, try your best to secure their jobs at the state-owned enterprise. If you can't keep everyone, I'll handle the remaining ones."

"You need to get it together, make them trust you, rather than become the scapegoat the company uses to fire them. Don't let them end up hating you.

Their demands really aren't that high!"

'Professor' fell silent for a moment, then said uncertainly, "But what can I do for them?"

Joe Ga sighed and said, "You can write reports. As a vice president, once your business in Africa turns a corner, you'll have the power to build your own team.

You need comrades who are completely aligned with you. Do you really expect your company colleagues to help you wholeheartedly?

Brother, don't be naive. Protect your interests in Africa, and only then can you provide the life Anna wants."

As soon as Anna was mentioned, it was as if 'Professor' suddenly saw the light. He nodded vigorously and said, "I understand now, just like starting a project in university, I need my own team. A good team can double the efficiency of the work."

Joe Ga nodded and said, "You're right. There's a book titled 'If You Can't Lead a Team, You'll Work Yourself to Death.' You've already grasped the essence."

"Remember to smile later, even making a few premature promises is okay.

Keep in mind, I've got your back. As for those soon-to-retire soldiers, however many are left, that's how many I want."

'Professor' expressed his gratitude by patting Joe Ga on his back, and then, looking at a ragged group of old soldiers standing outside the door, he straightened his collar, gave a light cough, went and shook hands with a white-haired old soldier leading them, spoke a few sentences in Sevillese, and then started leading these people inside the villa.

As he passed Joe Ga, 'Professor' took the initiative to introduce them…

"This is Mr. George Pas, my important client now. He has already purchased our sample of light weapons, and he will also order a batch of hunting rifles soon. Our initial mission has already been accomplished.

I will write a report when we return, and I will help with your transfer applications as much as I can.

I don't know much about the company's personnel, but I assure you, you won't be jobless."

Lieutenant Kovacevic, clearly skeptical about 'Professor's promise, nodded, and reaching out, he firmly shook Joe Ga's hand, saying, "Sir, my name is Alan Kovacevic, Lieutenant of the Sevillian 63rd Brigade, codename 'Cannon'."

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