On the other side, in Scott's Western restaurant, looking at Scott who had not expressed his stance for a long time, Lin Mo smiled bitterly and said: "Scott, I wonder what your conditions are?"
Hearing Lin Mo's words, Scott looked up at the ceiling and sighed: "Oh... this business is so difficult! It's been half a year, and there's still no way to open it, oh..."
Looking at Scott who was sighing, Lin Mo naturally understood what the other person meant. He was protesting against himself for not introducing his third uncle to him.
"Scott, no... Old Si, haha... I don't know if the scope I bought has arrived. I have to rush to deliver it to my third uncle!"
Hearing Lin Mo's obviously unintentional words, Scott continued to sigh: "Oh... this business is really difficult to do..."
Seeing this situation, Lin Mo said directly: "Scott, if we have anything to say, let's talk directly."
"You agree not to disclose my situation. Once the scope I bought from you arrives, I will take you directly to see my third uncle."
"And I can still make the decision. As long as there is no problem with your goods and there is a chance, my third uncle will take care of your business. What do you think?"
After hearing this, Scott's eyes suddenly lit up as he looked up at the ceiling, but he still didn't move because he felt that Lin Mo would definitely continue to add more money.
As expected, when Lin Mo saw this situation, he suppressed his anger and continued: "Scott, how about I order another hundred professional sniper rifles?"
"This is the culmination of my offer. If you still don't agree, don't blame me for being rude! Although you are a foreigner, I can't help you shut up!"
Hearing Lin Mo's threatening words, Scott immediately sat up and said to Lin Mo with a smile on his face: "More, if you buy me another two hundred thousand dollars, I won't reveal this matter."
go out."
Lin Mo suddenly turned pale when he heard this and shouted angrily: "Scott, don't be too pushy. Why did I buy so many weapons? Are you going to eat them?"
"Haha..." Scott laughed dryly, and then said with a shy face: "Lin, don't be angry! You can make a counter-offer. In this way, I will give in and you can buy something worth 150,000 US dollars."
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"Hmph..." Lin Mo snorted after hearing this, and said angrily: "Ten thousand dollars, no more."
"No, your price is too high! Let me give you one more step, $140,000."
"Fifteen thousand……"
"No, no, how can this be done? I gave up 10,000, and you should give in 10,000. Lin, you should pay 20,000..."
"Do you care? I can do as much as I want..."
"…………"
Finally, after fierce bargaining between Lin Mo and Scott, the price was finally set at over $60,000.
Looking at Scott who was smiling at this time, Lin Mo said angrily: "Scott, the price is a weapon of 60,000 US dollars. You have to remember to keep it secret! My affairs are not allowed to be leaked to others."
"These people include those behind you. Don't think that I don't know who are the people who can do your job."
"Haha..." Scott laughed dryly after hearing this, and then said with a shy face: "Then in this case..."
"Don't come. The price has been agreed upon. Do you want to regret it?"
After hearing what Lin Mo said, Scott shamelessly retorted: "Lin, how can you say that? Am I that kind of person?"
Lin Mo heard this and said angrily: "Then what do you mean?"
When Scott heard this, he immediately smiled and said: "Lin, I want to say that if you want to buy anything from now on, you must come to me."
After hearing this, Lin Mo waved his hand and said helplessly: "Okay, I will consider you first from now on, then I'll go."
After saying that, Lin Mo just stood up and was about to leave. Scott quickly shouted: "Wait a minute, Lin, wait a minute..."
After saying that, Scott quickly turned around and pulled out a notebook, walked to Lin Mo, and said with a smile on his face: "Lin, you haven't written down the list of weapons you want to buy yet!"
Seeing this situation, Lin Mo had no choice but to sit back, grabbed his notebook, and began to write down what guns he wanted to buy.
The first was the mobile phone. Lin Mo wrote down one hundred each of M1903 and M1911A1. These were prepared for himself and the Lin family. Then Lin Mo thought of the M1910 found from Japanese spies this time. This gun is also suitable for the Lin family.
, Lin Mo wrote another hundred M1910s.
After writing this, Lin Mo thought for a while and then wrote down one hundred M1906 pocket pistols. Lin Mo planned to give this gun to his family and other people.
After writing this, Lin Mo found that he had no other firearms to buy. After writing down the one hundred special sniper rifles he had just promised, Lin Mo began to think about what else he needed.
Seeing Lin Mo thinking hard there, Scott quietly stretched his head over to see what weapons Lin Mo had written.
When he saw the Springfield sniper rifle, Scott immediately smiled and said: "Lin, why did you buy so many sniper rifles?"
Lin Mo heard this and said angrily: "Didn't I just say I wanted a hundred!"
"No, this list has to be calculated separately..." After saying that, Scott immediately snatched the pen from Lin Mo's hand and crossed out the Springfield rifle that Lin Mo had just written down.
Seeing this situation, Lin Mo suppressed his anger and said with an ugly face: "Scott, you have gone too far. If you include these one hundred sniper rifles, wouldn't that amount be increased by tens of thousands of dollars? You
You want to treat me as someone who has been taken advantage of, right?"
Hearing this, Scott smiled and said: "Lin, don't think that I don't know what you did during this time. You were the one who killed Qingmao Trading Company!"
"This is one of the top ten trading houses in Nanjing. It is very rich. Don't tell me that you didn't get a share. I know very well how your government handles these things."
Lin Mo felt a little embarrassed after hearing this, but he still had to bite the bullet and said in a very helpless tone: "Old Si, even if we make a fortune, you won't be like this! This is not the money I just got.
Is it all gone?”
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Tch... don't fool me. I have calculated that you can get at least two hundred thousand... beautiful..." As he said this, Scott immediately realized
When he spilled the beans, he stopped awkwardly and looked at Lin Mo sheepishly.
Seeing this situation, Lin Mo was a little speechless. This guy originally quoted 200,000 yuan, but he was planning to get rid of all the money he got! What a fucking little calculation.
However, Lin Mo felt a little lucky in his heart. After all, Scott obviously didn't know about the money smuggled by Qingmao Trading Company and sent by the Japanese spy organization, and miscalculated the amount Lin Mo and the others received. Otherwise, I don't know what he would have done.
Sky-high price.
At this time, the two of them had their own thoughts, and the room became quiet for a while.
Seeing this situation, Herbert on the side was just about to persuade, Lin Mo took the lead to break the calm and said: "Scott, I can write down a list of 60,000 US dollars on this list, but I don't want this to happen.
Happen again."
"From now on, we will only carry out normal transactions, and you will help me keep my information strictly confidential. Otherwise, when the time comes, I will tie you with stones and throw you into the river, and no one will know about it."
Hearing Lin Mo's threatening words, Scott also became serious, nodded, and said: "Lin, don't worry, you keep your word. As long as you keep your promise, I will never break the promise between us.
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Seeing this, Lin Mo nodded, picked up the pen, wrote down three things in the notebook, and handed it to Scott.
Scott took the notebook and looked at it. He was immediately confused. He pointed at the first thing Lin Moxin wrote and asked: "Lin, what kind of shotgun is this? Why don't I recognize the word?"
"Shotguns are the guns you use for hunting, remember! I want thirty of them made by Winchester, double-barreled side-by-side, and seventy of pump-action types, with all kinds of bullets for me.
A few bases.”
After hearing this, Scott was a little confused and said: "Lin, why do you want such a gun?"
"Don't worry about it. If you are asked to buy it, just buy it. Anyway, this gun is for civilian use in your area, so it is not difficult to buy it."
After hearing this, Scott did not ask any more questions, but pointed to the next thing and asked: "Lin, what the hell is this Somi M1931 submachine gun? Why haven't I heard of it?"
Lin Mo heard this and explained: "This Somi is what I transliterated. The Somi M1931 submachine gun is a Finnish submachine gun. I want a hundred of these. Remember to prepare some magazines of various capacities."
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After listening to Lin Mo's explanation, Scott was a little confused and said: "Lin, if you want a submachine gun, why don't you just buy a Thompson from me? Why should you buy a submachine gun from such a small country?"
"I like it, okay."
Hearing Lin Mo's words, Scott was a little depressed, so he could only point to the last thing and asked: "What about this? What the hell is this 30-centimetre-long M1911A1 finished extended barrel?"
Lin Mo listened and said a little impatiently: "Isn't the name already obvious? I just want you to help me order a batch of 30 cm long M1911A1 barrels. I want the finished product, which is already rifled.
It can be used directly.”
After listening to Lin Mo's explanation, Scott was speechless. However, he didn't think there was any big problem with the list. He just felt that Lin Mo was deliberately making things difficult for others.
Thinking of this, Scott had no choice but to look at the list helplessly. However, after looking at it for a while, Scott immediately raised his head and said sternly: "Lin, you are cheating. These things are not worth 60,000 US dollars at all."
Lin Mo listened with a helpless expression and explained: "The Somi submachine gun is very expensive, one costs three to four hundred dollars! This is definitely enough."
After hearing this, Scott immediately retorted: "It's not enough. This one costs three hundred dollars, and one hundred guns is only thirty thousand dollars. The other guns cost up to twenty thousand dollars with ammunition, which is still ten thousand dollars short!"
Hearing Scott directly price the Somi submachine gun at the lowest price, Lin Mo was speechless at his shamelessness.