Chapter 3581 Forced Sale
The stuff is really good. A certain country has just developed a gun. In Jock's hands, there is this batch of goods.
Freeman coveted this batch of arms, but Jock's exorbitant price was simply too abominable.
It was twice as high as the price on the black market, and this price was hard for Freeman to accept.
Just kidding.
The mercenary group also needs to make a living, and they have to be thrifty in everything they do. He can't put such a large sum of money on the arms business.
"Mr. Jock, if your batch of goods is more than 8 million, I will definitely not refuse, and this batch of goods is very timely for me."
"From the tone of your voice, are you going to refuse my business?"
"I can't accept the price you proposed, so I hope Mr. Jock can adjust it down a little bit from this number, and our business will cooperate for a long time in the future."
Freeman could have gone to talk business with Drake before, or he could have discussed the price with the arms dealer, but the person he met this time was different.
Jock knew that Edward had handed over the arms business to Xiao Yi to manage. In the future, it would not be so easy to buy suitable arms on the mercenary battlefield over there.
He was the only one who controlled the sales rights of arms, so Jock did not mind losing a business friend. He held the phone and laughed a few times.
"If you don't have the strength to come up with this sum of money, then I can only say sorry, I have to sell this batch of goods to others."
Freeman was holding back his anger. This was simply sucking blood from people. It was indeed the legendary Jock.
Doing business with such a person, you won't even get the last scraps. Jock knew that Freeman could not accept this price for a while.
"I can remind you that in the future, if your mercenary group wants to buy arms from me, the price will double this figure."
"You!"
"As the general of the mercenary group, you should know that I, Jock, have this strength. Don't blame me for not warning you in advance. I am a businessman."
Clenching his fists, Freeman did not expect that he would be forced to this extent, except for Xiao Yi.
After all, he is also a general of a mercenary group, but he is so controlled by others. After thinking for a moment, Freeman made a decision in his heart.
In order for the mercenary group to develop for a long time in the future, he can only choose to agree to Jock's request and keep this batch of arms at this price.
"Okay! Mr. Jock, I'm in trouble this time. I want all the goods brought by your people. The money will be transferred to you immediately."
Freeman was very unwilling, but he did not dare to offend Jock and create such an enemy for himself.
Jock dared to do arms business here openly, which shows that Jock does have some means. There are not many people who can challenge Edward in business.
Fourteen million, he could have bought two batches of the same arms for the same price, but he had to suffer such a big loss here.
Jock laughed on the other side of the phone. As long as he had the goods in his hands, he could completely control people like Freeman.
Soon he deposited 14 million US dollars into the account according to the account number the other party said, and purchased this batch of arms.
"Hehe... I have received the money. We will have a happy cooperation in the future. This business will be a good start."
Jock hung up the phone, and Freeman raised his fist and punched the table with anger. He wanted to kill Jock now.
Not only did he suffer a defeat, but he also had to suffer such a cowardly anger at this time. He was angry but had no place to vent.
"Damn it!"
Fortunately, this batch of arms purchased was what Freeman wanted, and he arranged for someone to accept the goods.
All the goods were moved to the warehouse, and someone was responsible for guarding them. This was more than 10 million US dollars of arms, and how many bounty missions could make it back.
Just when Freeman was angry about this, his mobile phone suddenly rang, and he took it out and took a look.
There was a notification message on the phone, telling Freeman that a sum of 8 million US dollars had arrived.
He had a good memory. Looking at the last digit of the account number to which the money was transferred, he immediately thought of who the account belonged to.
"What's going on?"
Back in the room, Freeman picked up the phone and dialed a number.
The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be waiting for Freeman, knowing that Freeman would call at this time.
Jock answered the phone calmly, and he could even guess what Jock would say to him next.
"What's wrong, Freeman? Isn't there anything unsatisfactory about the batch of arms I sent?"
"Why?"
"What do you mean?"
Freeman would not remember it wrong. The account that transferred the money to him was the one he had transferred money to Jock before.
It was originally agreed to be 14 million US dollars, and Jock returned him 8 million, leaving only 6 million US dollars.
This price is the same as in the black market. He didn't understand what Jock wanted to do and what his intentions were.
"Why did you only take 6 million, and why did you return me 8 million dollars?"
"Oh... so that's what you're talking about. I thought about it and decided to charge you the market price. This is the first business deal, just like making friends with you."
Freeman didn't even believe the punctuation marks when Jock said making friends. Businessmen like Jock are ruthless.
I wish all the money in your pocket would go to him. You wouldn't expect him to be kind at all.
Freeman is not a fool. He knows that Jock must have his intentions when he does this, but Freeman doesn't know yet why he does it.
"Making friends? Mr. Jock, you should know what kind of world I live in. There is no such thing as friends. Some are just relationships of interest."
In the mercenary world, don't trust anyone except yourself, including members of the mercenary group.
Because Freeman can make money by following him, these people will be determined to do it. Once Freeman fails, the wall may fall in the next second and everyone will push him.
There are also those allies on the battlefield who are friends with you on the front foot, but will immediately stab you in the back because of their own interests.
Freeman has seen a lot of this kind of thing, and Jock actually talking about him as a friend is like a big joke.
"Mr. Jock, if you have anything to say, just say it. I guess the eight million US dollars you returned to me will not be so easy for me to take."
Freeman said bluntly that Jock had planned to make more detours, but Freeman saw through his intentions and directly opened the skylight and spoke frankly.