King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Chapter 107 Got to Try

Seeing the astonished expression on Ivanovich's face, Joe Ga was now one hundred percent certain that this guy was no longer favored in their company.

Public data indicated that Yuginebert Company's business had focused exclusively in West Asia and Europe over the past few years.

Someone had intentionally kicked Ivanovich to Africa, sending him to develop a wasteland, and yet they were endlessly giving him a hard time, trying to get rid of him.

In Africa, Ivanovich couldn't handle legitimate business, and entrusting him with illegitimate business would cost him his life.

However, this guy did indeed meet Joe Ga's needs—honest, reliable, and backed by a large company. As long as he supported him to stay in this position, Joe Ga could obtain a constant supply of arms.

No matter the quality of the arms, they were surely better than those old AKs with their rifling worn smooth that were circulating in Africa, and the sources were definitely legitimate.

As for the destination, once they arrived in Africa, wasn't it up to Joe Ga's needs? There were some difficulties, but there was always a way to overcome them.

Having thought it through, Joe Ga asked Ivanovich about the problematic port, then he smiled, took out a pre-paid phone, typed a message, and sent it to a number from the 'smuggling bible.'

A few minutes later, there was a response from that number.

Joe Ga looked at the content of the message with a smile curving his lips, then he took out a piece of paper with a bank account number from his pocket, slid it across the table to Ivanovich, and said, "Transfer 10,000 euros to this account, and then tomorrow you can go there and get your cargo ship moving.

Oh, be careful when you're making the transfer; if you're not sure, find a professional accountant to help.

Your company's finance department must have dealt with this kind of situation before; they certainly know how to handle it."

Upon hearing this, Ivanovich's expression turned awkward as he shook his head, then he turned and walked into the room. In a few minutes, he returned with a black briefcase.

"This is my expense fund; no one told me how to use it before, but now I think I understand its purpose."

Saying this, Ivanovich opened the briefcase to reveal fifty thousand euros and fifty thousand US dollars in cash. He looked at Joe Ga curiously and said, "Is ten thousand euros really enough?

In the past, our Middle East manager always complained about not having sufficient funds...."

Joe Ga looked at the excessively honest Ivanovich with a weird expression and said through gritted teeth, "If you want your daughter's dream to come true sooner, I think you could also frequently complain about insufficient funds.

And I'm sure that once you complain, you'll find yourself respected in the company, and everyone will treat you as one of their own."

As he spoke, Joe Ga tore up the note on the table, gestured for Ivanovich to close the briefcase, and then, shaking his head, said, "So take the cash of ten thousand euros. I'll give your number to the dockworker, and he'll contact you. You pass the money to him, and someone will take you to handle the formalities."

After hearing this, Ivanovich nodded gratefully, glanced at the briefcase, and after hesitating, picked up a stack of bills. He spoke in an awkward tone, "I don't really understand the rules here, but I've heard that middlemen always require a fee..." Discover stories at m,v l'-NovelBin.net

Ivanovich was awkward, and now Joe Ga was even more so. He waved his hand and said, "I don't need money; I need you to answer some questions for me."

Upon hearing Joe Ga's words, Ivanovich first breathed a sigh of relief, then stood up very formally and extended his hand in invitation, "If it's about work, then please come with me to the study. I can answer anything I know for you."

As he spoke, Ivanovich seemed to find his confidence. He turned to his wife and said, "Ginaa, please bring our dinner to the study; I'd like to have a talk with Mr. Pas."

Valentina looked at her husband, who had suddenly become the 'Professor', and smiled apologetically at Joe Ga's weird expression, then said helplessly, "Then you two go talk. We'll eat dinner outside, and I'll bring your meals to the study."

Joe Ga's Greek passport bore the name George Pas, but it still felt awkward the first time someone addressed him so formally.

However, he wasn't there to eat, so he nodded with a smile and said, "The 'Professor' will certainly be able to answer my questions, as he seems like someone who had done all his homework before joining the company."

As he spoke, Joe Ga nodded towards the seemingly invisible Nis and Karman and, following the 'Professor's' direction, made his way to the wooden house's study.

Compared to the awkward atmosphere in the living room, Ivanovich showcased the essence of the phrase 'If I'm not embarrassed, the embarrassment is on others' to Joe Ga.

This fellow had a mentor-like aspect about him, not the kind that liked to lecture others, but one who was eager to share knowledge, as if it gave him a sense of being and confidence.

Joe Ga felt a bit embarrassed, but once he asked his first question, the awkward feeling was gone.

Some people are naturally gifted teachers because when a teacher dedicates themselves wholeheartedly, an eager student will naturally concentrate.

The two talked from half-past eight until almost midnight, with Joe Ga emerging from the study holding a large stack of handwritten notes, a look of satisfaction on his face.

Ivanovich appeared quite content as well. He walked Joe Ga and his companions to the door, then grasped Joe Ga's hand and said, "Thank you for your help. If you attend the defense exhibition in Tunisia, be sure to call me, and we can talk some more.

There are some questions I can't give precise answers to for the moment, but I will use the company's channels to gather information, and I will soon organize the stuff you need."

Joe Ga bowed slightly in acknowledgment, solemnly responding, "I will certainly go. I'm no newcomer to the industry, but indeed, there are many issues that truly require professional explanation.

I'm very grateful for your enthusiasm and expertise, Professor. If you encounter any problems before the defense exhibition, please be sure to call me."

After bidding farewell to the 'Professor's' family and walking on the road, Nis curiously looked at Joe Ga and said, "You seem very happy. Is it because you made a new friend?"

Joe Ga paused, then shook his head and replied, "Making a friend is one aspect, but more importantly, I've learned a lot.

The Professor may be a bit odd, but he knows a great deal.

Can you imagine a nearly fifty-year-old, before switching careers to become a salesperson, reading through the company's last ten years of transaction reports?

He might not be able to become an excellent salesperson overnight, but in a month, he turned himself into a 'professional' by leveraging his knowledge.

His position as deputy general manager was indeed earned through his ability, but sadly theory can't help him adapt quickly to this dangerous industry."

Nis nodded in realization and then curiously asked, "Who was it you were contacting before?"

Joe Ga shrugged his shoulders, smiling as he said, "People from the smuggling list, an employee from the Italian Customs."

Upon hearing this, Nis reacted with surprise, "We haven't tried that; are you sure that guy can really help the Professor?"

Joe Ga laughed and showed the information on his phone, then said, "I wasn't very sure at the beginning either, so I thought I'd have the 'Professor' confirm it for us."

Continuing, Joe Ga looked at Nis's wide eyes and chuckled, "Don't look at me like that. I'm this confident because the Professor's goods are all legal, and his Seville Country corporate background ensures he won't have any trouble.

With a 'Bible' in hand, I had to try it out to see if it was the real deal, right?"