Felwood Scoe didn't want to recommend Chen Zhao's private plane.
In fact, the plane manufacturers found out that Felwood Scoe was building a private airport for a rich person.
That was why they asked Felwood Scoe to recommend Chen Zhao.
These manufacturers promised that if Chen Zhao bought their planes, they would give Felwood Scoe a generous commission.
But Felwood Scoe was very clear about this.
His main business was construction, not the commission for selling planes.
That was why Felwood Scoe only agreed to recommend Chen Zhao.
Therefore, Felwood Scoe only agreed to help with the referral. He didn't recommend any plane.
Referral and recommendation were two different concepts.
What the referral meant was, "This is my friend who sells XXX products and wants to be friends with you."
Recommendation was much more direct. My friend sells xxx products. You can consider their products.
No matter how generous the plane manufacturers were, Felwood Scoe wouldn't put the cart before the horse.
After all, what Chen Zhao gave him was the foundation of a construction company.
It wasn't a small profit like the commission.
After all, a private plane was only tens of millions of dollars.
The plane manufacturers wouldn't give him a commission of 10% or more.
But the projects Chen Zhao gave him all had a profit of 20% or more.
Also, he had the initiative in this kind of cooperation.
After all, Felwood Scoe was confident that his projects would be of high quality.
But the quality of the planes the plane manufacturers sold to Chen Zhao was controlled by someone else.
"What time?"
"Tonight. If it's not convenient, Mr. Chen, we can reschedule."
"Tonight? Sure."
Chen Zhao accepted the invitation.
Although he didn't really like these gatherings.
Still, he was very satisfied with the cooperation with Felwood Scoe.
So, he gave Felwood Scoe some face.
Chen Zhao chatted with Felwood Scoe for a while longer.
Felwood Scoe promised to finish before the end of the year.
Of course, if Chen Zhao needed to rush the deadline.
He could also think of a way to build in stages and use a part of the airport first.
This was all because he treated Chen Zhao differently.
As long as Chen Zhao needed something, he could satisfy it.
Felwood Scoe was a busy man. Chen Zhao had things to do too.
Then, Chen Zhao headed to the city.
Ami Street. It was an old street.
Most of the facilities were from the 70s and 80s.
They looked rather old.
There weren't many cars on the streets.
Most of the shops along the street were closed.
Even if they did open their doors, most of them had broken signboards.
Chen Zhao drove back and forth on the street.
After some time, he finally saw a gun shop.
There was no sign at the door. If he hadn't seen the inside, he wouldn't have been able to find the gun shop.
In fact, most of the shops on this street were supported by regular customers.
Regular customers didn't need a signboard, and strangers wouldn't come here anyway.
There were some guns hanging on the counter and walls of the gun shop, but most of the space was empty.
It seemed that not only was the business bad here, but it was also about to close down.
Seeing Chen Zhao come in, the owner lifted his eyelids.
"The one on the left is 80 dollars, the one in the middle is 120 dollars, and the ones over there are 200 to 300 dollars. The ones with labels are all legal, and the ones without labels are all illegal. Choose for yourself."
"Don't I need to register?"
In the United States, one needed a gun license to buy a gun.
If there was even the slightest violation of the law, it would be canceled.
Simply put, if the government thinks you're dangerous, then you can't carry a gun.
Even if they could buy a gun, they would need to register it.
The gun's model, caliber, production date, certificate, as well as the buyer's identity.
"You drive such a good car, you must be a rich man. A rich man coming here to buy a gun is definitely not to buy a gun through the legal channels, or maybe he's not here to buy a gun at all," the shop owner yawned and said in an extremely lazy tone.
The shop owner was obviously an experienced man. He could basically tell the background of the buyers who entered the shop with just a glance.
But looking at Chen Zhao, he didn't really understand.
After all, no rich people had ever come to his shop.
Even if rich people really needed illegal guns, they'd get someone to buy them for them. They wouldn't have to buy them themselves.
So, the owner was more inclined to think that this Asian was here to buy information.
"Ethan recommended me. He said that you can give me some information I need."
The owner looked Chen Zhao up and down.
"You know that my fees are very expensive."
"Cash or check?"
"Card is accepted." The owner took out the POS machine and placed it before Chen Zhao. "What information do you want?"
"Is the wild boar king dead or alive?" Chen Zhao asked.
"Are you his friend or enemy?"
"Is there a difference?"
"My fees are very fair. If you're his friend, it's very expensive. If you're his enemy, it's even more expensive."
"Ha … It's indeed very fair. We're friends," Chen Zhao said. "I left L.A. for more than 20 days. When I came back, I suddenly realized that L.A. seems to have changed. I can't contact the wild boar king either."
"One hundred thousand dollars." The owner pushed the POS machine to Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao swiped his credit card on it.
"Dead."
Chen Zhao's face darkened.
"Are you messing with me?"
"I said that my fees for information are all public," the owner said nonchalantly. "I didn't force you."
"Then what about his wild boar?"
The shop owner saw the POS machine being delivered to Chen Zhao again.
"It's dead too."
"How? That boar has thick skin. It won't die so easily. "
"Even a Terminator would be destroyed if it's being shot at by a dozen machine guns, let alone a pig."
Chen Zhao didn't know how he should accept this.
Victoria was the name Morgery had given it.
But Chen Zhao was the one who created it.
Although Victoria didn't belong to Chen Zhao.
However, Chen Zhao still had deep feelings for it.
If only he could predict its current ending.
Perhaps Chen Zhao would take Victoria back.
"How did Morgery die?"
"Air crash."
"You're saying that the gangs in L.A. have the ability to cause a plane crash?" Chen Zhao didn't believe the shop owner.
What a joke, causing an air crash was basically as difficult as starting a war.
If the LA gangs could really do it, Chen Zhao wouldn't have to deal with them. The government would be the first to eliminate them.
"Of course it's impossible to cause a plane crash in Los Angeles, but what if it was in Africa?"
"Africa? You said Morgery went to Africa? "
"Morgery received news that there was a diamond mine in Sierra Leone that was occupied by the rebels. The rebels did not intend to develop it. Instead, they sent out invitations to wealthy businessmen from all over the world to auction off the diamond mine. Morgery was attracted there, and then a plane crash happened."
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