"Haywood, just do your firearms business. Why do you have to talk so much nonsense!" Okamoto Nikkawa said, "We know what happened back then. We don't need you to remind us of the shame of our Yamato people."
In Haywood's eyes, Okamoto Nikkawa was a piece of trash that wasn't worth mentioning. Hence, he didn't take him seriously at all.
"Looks like your Yamato democracy is still so proud." Haywood said, "Forget it. That's your disgraceful past. Let's not talk about it."
Okamoto Nikkawa really wanted to tell Haywood that if the American Empire didn't make Japan so miserable in the Pacific War, they might still have a chance.
"It's all in the past. Why bring it up again?" Okamoto Taro said calmly, "Japan and the American Empire are allies now. Why should we fight?"
Haywood smiled. "Yes, we are allies."
However, Haywood didn't think so. He thought it was ridiculous. Allies? Did the Japanese deserve to be allies?
To the American Empire, Japan was a dog. A dog that restrained Asia, a dog that could stop Hua Xia's development, a dog that could threaten other Asian countries.
The American Empire's troops in Japan were enough to prove that Japan was a dog. They didn't dare to go against the American Empire at all.
That was because the Japanese were very smart. They knew that once they lost the support of the American Empire, Hua Xia would be angry and really dare to blow up their islands.
It didn't matter if the American Empire lost Japan. They could still support other countries to fight against Hua Xia and restrict Hua Xia.
There was still Korea. Moreover, there was still the hotheaded Japanese.
However, the American Empire also knew that they couldn't support people like Japanese. If this guy turned around and didn't recognize them, it would be difficult to deal with him.
It wasn't wrong to say that Sanpang was heartless. This guy was even more pretentious than his father.
Not to mention that Hua Xia had always been good to the Kim family. They thought that they could be stable little brothers and help restrain the Japanese who were eyeing them covetously.
After all, with San Pang's brain, he would play with "sky-scraping monkeys" whenever he got angry. He wasn't someone that ordinary people would want to provoke.
In the past, they were printing fake US dollars, but in the end, the United States directly imposed economic sanctions on them. Fine, I won't play with them anymore.
Now, Sanpang's brain started to churn. There was still a neighboring country that he could scam. A wave of North Korean Hua Xia coins was printed. The technology was high, the color, feel, sound, watermark, and braille were all the same as real coins!
It could be said that the texture was clear, with a strong sense of concavity and astringency. Most commercial money detectors would be able to pass it, and it would be impossible to identify it with the naked eye. Even money detectors in consumer establishments could not do it, let alone humans.
This guy really knows how to scam his father, no, he's scamming his grandfather!
Now, not only were they smuggling drugs, they even dared to manufacture Hua Xia's currency!
Everyone knew that San Pang's father had encouraged a larger scale of gold mining at that time. However, due to the lack of normal trade channels and the need to maximize profits, gold smuggling became the Kim family's only choice.
Physical smuggling was time-consuming and laborious. It wasn't an easy business to make money quickly, and it was a headache for the Kim family. However, San Pang's father had a solution in his heart. In the 90s, he started to print fake US dollars. The technology was very sophisticated, especially in a factory called the Pyongyang Trademark Printing Factory!
However, since he was a goddamn brother of Hua Xia, he had to swallow his tears.
Look at San Pang. Private jet, Mercedes-Benz car, high-end yacht. What kind of rich second-generation heir was he! No, he was a second-generation heir! It was simply …
Haywood had already started to calculate the cost. He directly calculated the cost of all the weapons he brought with him to Okamoto Taro.
When the calculator was passed to Okamoto Taro, Okamoto Taro frowned slightly.
There were things that he needed, but there were also things that he didn't like. For example, the MP5, which could be found everywhere.
"Mr. Haywood, you're being a little unkind." Okamoto Taro smiled. "You're giving me a discount even though I don't need all these things?"
"Old friend, I don't need to bring these things back, right?" Haywood smiled slightly. He knew how to market.
This kind of packaging was the best way to do it.
It was just like some shops on the Internet. Buying clothes and giving away pants was actually just adding up the price.
Haywood also used this method. This way, he could sell more.
After all, he was a businessman. He couldn't just buy things that were easy to sell. He didn't sell things that weren't easy to sell. This was a shrewd method.
"But I really don't need it." Okamoto Taro didn't seem to want to fall for his trick.
Haywood's expression turned ugly. "Mr. Okamoto, you should know that the launcher you want, other than me, you won't be able to find another supplier, right?"
Okamoto Taro heard Haywood's threat.
"So, Mr. Haywood, you don't want to sell it to me?" Okamoto Taro looked a little unhappy.
"Stop pretending. There are plenty of arms dealers in the African continent." Okamoto Nikkawa glared at him. "If you can't do it, just take it away."
Haywood waved his hand and said to his subordinates, "Let's prepare to pack up and leave. In the future, this trading point will be canceled."
"Wait a minute!" Okamoto Taro wasn't as stupid and impulsive as his son. He knew that Haywood wasn't lying. What they could get, others might not be able to.
Okamoto Nikkawa was somewhat puzzled.
However, Okamoto Taro didn't have time to explain to his son. His thoughts were all on this batch of arms.
"We should all calm down," Okamoto Taro said. "Mr. Haywood, after all, we've worked together for a long time. You know what kind of person I am. I value integrity. I'm also someone who won't do wrong."
Haywood nodded. "That's why I brought the good stuff to Mr. Okamoto."
"It's just that you went a little overboard today," Okamoto Taro said. "Our business has always been fair. We don't force people to buy or sell."
Haywood smiled. "Mr. Okamoto, you must be joking. I didn't force you to buy it. If you don't want it, I won't force you. There are many people who want to buy it. I just don't want to go through the trouble of finding other buyers for things like MP5s."
Okamoto Taro was very unhappy. He knew that he couldn't reject Haywood.
However, he felt that there were some things that needed to be said.
If he didn't say it, Haywood would definitely treat him the same way. On the surface, it wasn't a forced sale. However, in reality, it was a forced sale. It went against the principle of sincerity in business.
"I can buy everything you have," Okamoto Taro said. "As for the money, I won't pay you less. I can give it to you immediately."
When Haywood heard this, the smile on his face became more relaxed and sincere.
"Hahaha, Mr. Okamoto, you really know how to joke," Haywood said. "I've already given you a discount."
Okamoto Taro's objective was not to bargain. "Mr. Haywood, I hope that there won't be a second transaction like this between us."
Haywood's smile froze for a moment.
"The next time we work together, I only want what I need." Okamoto Taro said, "If Mr. Haywood feels that it's not suitable, then this transaction will be the last time."
Haywood's smile had already disappeared.
Speaking of which, Okamoto could be considered a big customer.
"Mr. Okamoto, I understand what you mean." Haywood stopped smiling and nodded. "I'll listen to you."
Only then did Okamoto Taro stop talking. He got his subordinates to start inspecting the goods.
Twenty to thirty large boxes of firearms and ammunition! This was not a small number.
"I wish Mr. Okamoto success in dealing with those Hua Xia people in advance!" Haywood said with a smile. All he needed to do now was wait for Okamoto Taro to transfer the money to him.
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