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Beginning From Transformers

Chapter 63

Author: 战列舰i
updatedAt: 2025-05-01

On the 33rd floor of Roland tower on Wall Street in New York, Johnson ordered two Mexican barbecue rolls and a large cup of coffee at a nearby fast-food restaurant as usual and walked into his office.

    NJ international trading company, fully known as Nolan and Kipling international trading company, is a vulgar and ordinary enterprise just by looking at its name.

    But people with a little brain don''t look at it like this.

    The fact that the headquarters can be located on Wall Street with an inch of land and an inch of money itself proves the excellence of NJ.

    In fact, this international trading company, which imports and exports all kinds of equipment, is a leader among tens of thousands of arms trading companies in the United States. Since its establishment in 1971, financed by two retired senior officials of the Ministry of defense, the total amount of arms sold abroad every year has ranged from hundreds of millions to more than one billion US dollars. As an arms middleman without production, this is a very remarkable data.

    As soon as he entered the office and sat down, he didn''t even have time to use his breakfast. Johnson heard a knock on the door, "bang bang!"

    "Come in..."

    He put the breakfast he had brought on his desk and answered without raising his head. Soon after a push at the door, his familiar young secretary''s voice rang out.

    "General manager, there is an email for you to deal with!"

    Johnson looked up at the young lady who came into his office, with a surprised expression on his face. "Nena, what''s the mail?"

    "You''d better have a look by yourself..."

    The female secretary named Nena obviously had some scruples. She took out a printed document paper directly from the folder in her arms and handed it to him with a smile.

    Johnson nodded without saying anything. He has worked in NJ for several years and knows that there are many unknown rules in companies specializing in arms trade like them.

    He quickly took the printed paper, picked it up, looked at it carefully, frowned slightly, looked up and asked her, "is Mr. Smith here?"

    Smith in Johnson''s mouth is the president and chairman of the company. NJ has a perfect division of labor. He is recruited by the company to be responsible for contacting customers, managing the company and managing finance, while he generally does not intervene in specific arms trade-related affairs.

    If this email is not a joke sent by outsiders, it is really a big business, but some of the things mentioned above are really sensitive.

    Nana shrugged. "The boss went to Florida for vacation..."

    Johnson nodded. "I see. Go out first!"

    After driving the secretary out, he looked down at the document in his hand and looked thoughtful on his face.

    "8000 M4A1 rifles, 200 sets of M60 series general machine guns, 100 sets of fim-92 stinger air defense missiles..."

    Taking the paper in hand, Johnson has worked in NJ for many years, and he can''t see the fishiness.

    After estimating the risks and benefits of the transaction in his heart, Johnson soon had an idea. He picked up the phone on his desk and dialed a number.

    After the phone beeped for a while, I heard a lazy middle-aged male voice over there, "Johnny, if you can''t give me a satisfactory answer to let me understand why you disturbed my holiday. Then you have to invite me to a French dinner on Thursday..."

    Johnny is Johnson''s close name, which is naturally a joke. Obviously, the other party also knows that he will call to annoy himself. It must be something in the company.

    "I''m afraid you''ll have to treat this big meal, Mr. Smith."

    With a smile, Johnson explained in detail: "the company''s mailbox received an email. A foreign company wants to purchase a batch of goods from us!"

    "The number seems not small. What do you want?"

    Smith over the phone was obviously interested and asked with a smile.

    "Some conventional weapons, estimated at about $17.8 million. But these are small heads. The other party also wants to buy some sensitive things from us, including 500 Hellfire missiles..." Johnson said.

    This time, Smith was obviously silent for a long time before listening to his serious tone: "who is the buyer?"

    Although Hellfire missiles are the active equipment of the United States, they are not not allowed to be exported for non-sale. They are also exported to some allies.

    NJ company has a military background, so they also shoulder the task of handling some outdated equipment for the U.S. military.

    For example, Hellfire missiles, from the original agm-114a model to the most advanced agm-114mnl, span nearly 40 years.

    The US Army and air force have successively purchased nearly 60000 hellfires. In addition to daily training and war consumption, there are still nearly 40000 in the warehouse.

    Three quarters of the inventory is the oldest first generation model, which not only occupies the inventory, but also is far less powerful than the advanced new models of the second and third generations. Therefore, NJ is sometimes responsible for handling some old Hellfire missiles for the military to prepare funds for purchasing the updated third generation.

    Therefore, for NJ, Hellfire missiles cannot be exported, but the sellers have to weigh them carefully.

    "Nebrina trade import and export company, Brazilians want to buy this batch of goods..."

    "Brazilians!"

    As soon as he heard that Brazilians wanted to buy it, Smith immediately breathed a sigh of relief. "I remember that the United States has assisted Brazil with 10 Apache (plot needs)..."

    Because of the Latin American policy that the United States has always implemented, the relationship between the United States and South American countries has not been much better since modern times. Brazil should be a rare pro american country in South America. Especially after the current president came to power, he actively moved closer to the United States. Only then did the United States provide a batch of active equipment to its military before.

    If Brazilians want to buy it, I believe the military should not be stuck. At most, a number of older missiles may be selected.

    Therefore, he readily agreed, "if it''s Brazil, there should be no problem. As for the price and delivery date, please contact the Brazilians first and talk about the specific matters. I''ll talk to the Brazilians in person after my two-day vacation!"

    "All right!"

    ……

    "... well done. After receiving the goods, I''ll put the last reward into your account!"

    After hanging up the phone, sun Cheng breathed a sigh and a smile bloomed on his face.

    Although he made a big circle, he basically got the goods he wanted.

    Just a few days ago, sun Cheng has been busy with this since he decided to build a batch of Hellfire missiles and rocket launching nests and aviation machine guns to strengthen his strength.

    Because there are many sensitive items, it took him a lot of effort to get them.

    Fortunately, his invasion ability is really very good. First, he locked Brazil, a country where the United States may sell Hellfire missiles, through investigation.

    Sun Cheng then conducted a detailed investigation on several enterprises specializing in arms import and export in Brazil. Soon, when he found that an executive of nebrina trade import and export company had a large number of bad transactions and private kickbacks, he took this person as a breakthrough and took the initiative to contact the opponent for coercion and inducement.

    Finally, he successfully forced the other party to agree to contact another American company with Hellfire guide pop-up export right that sun Cheng personally investigated in the name of his neibrena trade import and export company, and completed the purchase according to his requirements.

    ps:

    Sorry, it was given to the card owner recently. It took more than seven hours to type more than 2000 words from noon to evening. Sitting in front of the computer, I just can''t type it out.

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