Fanhua: We are all doing foreign trade, but you are the only one selling arms?

Cars drive on Congolese roads.

This is a novel trip for Abao, or in other words, it is a huge shock for Abao.

Here, he saw a different world.

Children of several years old were running around naked, and some seemed to be eating weeds on the roadside to satisfy their hunger.

There are still a large number of victims on the roadside.

There is almost no hint of modernity here.

Over there at the airport was perhaps the most beautiful building he had ever seen.

Outside, there were refugees, a large number of refugees, many of whom didn't even have shoes and were wearing thin, ragged clothes. poverty.

Too poor.

However, he could still see people in rags on the roadside from time to time, holding AKs in their hands.

Abao clicked his tongue and looked at it. too messy.

Is this the legendary Africa?

"Si Chen, tell me, if I collect a large amount of unwanted second-hand clothes in China and sell them here, can I make money? Abao asked.

Zhou Sichen smiled and said,"This is a trade route. I may be able to ask Kabila for you later.""

Zhou Sichen also agreed.

It has to be said that Abao has a keen sense of business.

However, his vision is too low.

Even if the second-hand clothes are sold out, how much money can be made?

Zhou Sichen wants to let Abao change his focus from clothing. Jump out from above and follow him to make arms and make huge profits.

Speaking of which, the equipment transported by Zhou Sichen arrived not long ago.

There were no accidents along the way.

After receiving the equipment, Karabi was even more cautious. Finished

"A total of ten million US dollars."Calabi held a bank card, a Swiss bank card, and pushed it in front of Zhou Sichen.

"How much?"A Bao asked as he followed Zhou Sichen with his briefcase.

Mainly because he didn't understand the Congolese language.

"Ten million dollars."Zhou Sichen said.

Abao was a little shocked.

"The previously negotiated price was 10 million U.S. dollars. In terms of our national currency, it was about 60 million. Who knew that the exchange rate had gone up a bit, and I made more than 10 million more. After conversion, now I can probably exchange it for 7,770 U.S. dollars. Around a million." Zhou Sichen explained.

After speaking, Zhou Sichen paused for a moment, looked at Abao and said meaningfully:"Abao, you can't make money with kindness. The accumulation of capital is all cold-blooded."

A Bao was a little bit sad.

Speaking of which, the most profitable thing that A Bao earned before was stock trading.

With his fleet, it was like a group of vampires who used to lie on A Bao's body, regardless of relatives and friends. Bao makes money with Bao.

The key is not to lose money.

Sometimes when he loses money, Bao even needs to use his own profits to subsidize it.

Just like when he shorted in the Shenzhen market and acted as a corpse collection team, making a lot of profits, but those profits, Most of them were distributed to those relatives and friends.

After Zhou Sichen's investigation, he found out that the funniest thing was that there was a guy with hair roots in the fleet.

This guy followed A Bao because of the huge funds and his relatives and friends, so he was close enough. 20 million.

Good guy.

Where did the 20 million come from? Even if it was relatives and friends, those friends with hair roots, where did the 20 million come from? This is not the future generation.

Basically, Abao made these money with them. Yes, it turns out that Po’s own money is estimated to be only a few million. He drinks soup for himself, but ends up giving meat to others.

Po is sometimes too kind.

Then he refuses to listen and secretly buys 20 million I bought 414 stocks and lost all my money.

In the end, I got sick and died.

As a result, Fa Gen’s son thought it was A Bao’s problem, turned his head and drove and almost killed A Bao.

The key is that A Bao can bear this.

"Ah Bao, in fact, with your ability, you can make money by yourself in the stock market. You now have more than 30 to 50 million in your hands. You make money with those snobbery, and you pay for the losses yourself. You now have 10 million in hand. Are there any?"Zhou Sichen asked, holding his bank card in front of A Bao.

The main reason is that Zhou Sichen and A Bao have a good relationship, and A Bao is one of his few childhood friends. After so many years of swords and fire, almost everyone around Zhou Sichen He doesn’t have many friends, especially heart-to-heart friends.

But A Bao is not like that.

Zhou Sichen cherishes the friendship with A Bao, so he also wants to remind A Bao

"You don't understand, there is no turning back after doing some things. At these times, I have no choice but to help them make money, they will go crazy."A Bao spread his hands

"One day, you will be dragged into the mire by them."Zhou Sichen shook his head.

The vehicle now passed through the muddy road and arrived in the city. However, the city in the Congo is just like that. In the final analysis, the city has a few more tall houses than the countryside, but it is still Everywhere is full of dilapidation. People everywhere have no clothes to wear. Walking around in rags takes up most of the place.

"So pathetic."Miss Wang looked outside the car.

At this moment, there happened to be a black woman begging on the roadside with a three or four-year-old child. She looked very, very pitiful.

Why is this happening? Why is there such a place in the world?

Abao He said:"The harm caused by war is like this. As long as there is a war, it will always be like this. Countless refugees will appear, displaced, and lose their lives. The people will live under cruel artillery fire."

Abao said, and suddenly saw a familiar tank.

The tank drove out of the city, emitting billowing smoke, and the style and model of the tank:"Is that what we sold to them?"

"It should be, one of those two tanks."Zhou Sichen nodded.

Abao breathed out, raised his head and leaned on his back, looking at the ceiling of the armored vehicle. There was confusion in his eyes.

Arms trade.

It is not only dangerous to himself.

It also brings terror to others. It seems that The danger.

Countless people will be displaced because of their weapons.

Countless people will abandon all their lives under their weapons.

This is arms.

Bao feels a little uncomfortable, very uncomfortable

"Arms equals war, and war equals loss of life, equals the outbreak of chaos, and equals countless people being deprived of food and displaced."At this moment, Abao suddenly had a deeper understanding of the arms industry.

Abao looked at Zhou Sichen and suddenly hesitated to speak. In the end, he didn't say anything.

The place where Kabila entertained them was not bad. , although the conditions seem to be very poor, Kabila lives in a huge villa in the city. There are three steps, one post, and five steps.