Chapter 3267

The man is of medium height. Although he is in his fifties, his features are very strong. He has a black beard. The years have not left too much mark on his face. He has the unique Russian gentlemanly demeanor and the Jun people's Brawn in every move.

Gong Jie buttoned up a black politeness and pushed the door open. When he came to him with youYou in his arms, a strange color flashed across Dimon's face. He looked at the small milk bag perplexedly, with a little look on guard. However, out of courtesy, he still reached out his hand friendly and the two men shook hands politely.

"Mr. Dimon, the goods are ready for inspection."

Dimon nodded his head, his expression relaxed, but his eyes flashed a sly color. "Are all the goods I want on board?"

"Nature."

"The contract and the transaction money have been prepared, but before that, may I have a prior inspection of my goods?"

Gong jieguan'er: "of course."

Dimon smiled and looked at each other. Two of his men went to the warehouse to inspect the goods.

Gong Jie also immediately ordered people to take the samples of the goods for this transaction, and the boxes were opened together. He picked up a fnfnnc submachine gun and went to Damon's face, smiling and explaining in familiar Russian: "it's a great honor to show you the equipment for this transaction. The FN rifle is improved by the design of fncal. It adopts 30 M16 standard magazines, which can be semi-automatic, three-point or fully automatic. The rotary bolt gun is similar to AK-47 design, with high accuracy and high lethality. "

You are slightly surprised.

Unexpectedly, he can speak Russian.

Russian is extremely difficult, second only to Arabic.

What he didn't know was that of the five languages that Gong Jie mastered, Arabic and Russian were the most proficient.

Dimon calmly took the rifle with both hands. The guy was really heavy. He held the gun in one hand and gently stroked the gun body in the other. The metal texture and workmanship were fine. At least at one glance, it could be distinguished from inferior products. Such a gun was priced by the black market ammunition dealer at a price of 151, and the hurricane hit a price of 1000. The price was very high.

The weapons of hurricane are excellent in all aspects. Damon is very satisfied. He puts down his rifle, studies the desert eagle on one side, takes it up, weighs it in his hand, pulls the trigger against the ground, and "bang" is powerful.

However, after a while, several of his men came back and nodded to him, indicating that the goods were complete.

Dimon lowered his head and casually played with the pistol. He ordered in a low voice, "sritov, sign for the delivery."

His subordinates nodded, took out two contracts from the briefcase and signed the contract with Gong Jie.

Gong Jie sent people to open two small suitcases, which were full of two US dollars. After checking, he found that they were only six million US dollars.

"Gong Shao, the transaction amount is wrong!"

What? incorrect?

Gong Jie turned around doubtfully, and his men hurriedly came forward, checked it again, raised their heads and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Dimon, you are sure there are eight million dollars in it."

Dimon squinted and looked at her deeply, a little dissatisfied: "according to the market price, six million, it is already very high."

Gong Jie couldn't help but pick up his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips raised a mocking smile. "Mr. Dimon means to bargain with me?"