Chapter 196 I Will Sell All My Goods to You

"Why?!" The girl pushed the submachine gun in her hand again and put her finger on the trigger. "Are you looking down on me?"

"Uh huh!!!" Luo Meng's tears were about to fall. The gun barrel in his mouth would go off if he was not careful. He didn't want his brains to be scattered everywhere and become a cold corpse.

The more the girl thought about it, the angrier she became: "Why don't you say anything! I asked you last month that you were not willing to do business with me. This month I come every day, and you also said that there is something! Something! Something! Something! Something! Yours The thing is to do the Japanese futures business?! Why don’t you do mine?”

"Uh-huh," Luo Meng said vaguely, and he could probably hear words like "easy". He really had tears and snot falling out of his nose.

Kitahara Sosuke wanted to laugh when he saw this scene, and tried his best to hold back his laughter, which looked very painful.

"You want to laugh? What are you laughing at?" The girl looked over fiercely, "Huh?"

"Madam, you blocked Luo Meng's mouth with a gun. He...he couldn't give a reason even if he wanted to." Kitahara Sosuke suppressed his smile and reminded him kindly.

"Yes." The girl pulled the barrel of the gun out of his mouth, "You stupid American, why didn't you remind me?"

"I" Luo Meng just felt his head twitching and felt like he couldn't communicate with her. He had been having a similar feeling since last month, but he didn't expect that the other party would be brave enough to rush to him like this.

"Close the door and tell dad that if we can't do business today, I won't go back!" The girl held the submachine gun to her chest. The man in camouflage clothes immediately pulled a chair over to do it for her. She kicked her legs and sat down. , pointed his gun at Luo Meng's head, "Tell me, why do you do business with the Japanese and not me?"

"Ms. Friedman, we are willing to cooperate as long as it is futures business." Luo Meng said with a wry smile. Is he still allowed to object now?

Kitahara Sosuke looked at the two of them and didn't quite understand the reason. It seemed that Luo Meng had been shirking the Soviet girl's business, which prompted the other party to come directly to the door with a gun.

Speaking of which, she calls herself Russian, which is worth pondering.

"Huh? You've obviously never been willing to do business with me. I want to buy oil futures. Dad and the others said this would make a lot of money, but you refused to buy it for me. You're lying!" The girl shouted with her mouth bulging, "Yesterday I came to find you, but you said you had something to do, and you didn’t even want to see me!”

"It's true that something happened. This is Mr. Kitahara Sosuke from Japan. I went to the airport to pick him up yesterday. I was with him all day, so I didn't have time to spend time with you, Ms. Friedman." Luo Meng looked innocent. .

Kithara Sosuke frowned. This American, at this time, began to want to get himself on board. As expected, these people are not worthy of deep trust.

"Okay, okay, then you just said you are willing to do futures business with me, then come on." The girl put the gun back and looked like she didn't want to talk to Romondo anymore, "Well, I want to buy 100 How can I buy Yimi Gold’s crude oil futures?”

10 billion meters of gold!

Kitahara Sosuke couldn't help but show a frightened expression. Is this Russian girl kidding?

10 billion meters of gold is now two-thirds of Buffett's assets. If you don't count the family wealth, there are only a handful of people in the world who can spend so much money.

And it is invested in the futures market with its own leverage!

Even if the margin is only 10%, this is a trading volume of 100 billion meters of gold!

"Ms. Friedman, please stop joking, 10 billion meters of gold, 10% deposit, do you know what that means?" Luo Meng smiled bitterly.

"Do you think I'm joking?" The girl picked up the submachine gun beside her with one hand and gestured with an unkind expression.

Kitahara Sosuke gently poked Luo Meng with his elbow. What kind of amount does this idiot care about at this time? Anyway, it is the customer's money that he is losing, not the funds of his futures company. He can take out 10 billion meters of gold in one breath. Russians are well-known in the Soviet Union and generally do not default on their accounts at futures trading companies in the United States.

The key is to look at this girl's appearance. If I don't help her with the crude oil futures transaction today, she won't leave.

If the gun went off, wouldn't it be unfair if I had to explain it here for no reason?

"Romon, since Ms. Friedman is willing to pay to enter the crude oil market, you can help her open an account and build a position." Kitahara Sosuke winked at him.

"That's right, this Japanese is smarter than you!" The girl couldn't help but nodded, "Hurry up and open an account for me!"

"I would like to help her handle it, but...but...she has no money!" Luo Meng secretly said to Kitahara Sosuke in Japanese with a wry smile.

The girl's hearing was very keen, and she suddenly shouted while holding a submachine gun: "What are you secretly talking about? Are you regretting it again?"

"No, no, we are discussing how to deal with this business. Your amount is a bit large. It is very troublesome to operate and will take some time." Luo Meng waved his hand quickly.

"She has no money?" Kitahara Sosuke was also stunned, "You said she has no money?"

"Not a cent!" Romon sighed.

"Why do we have to discuss it in Japanese? Are you lying to me?" The girl was very smart. She jumped up from her chair and pointed at Kitahara Sosuke and said, "Anyway, if you do it for him, you have to do it for me."

"Ms. Friedman, to open an account and open a position, you must have initial capital. Our company can't afford such a large amount of money." Luo Meng's face almost turned green, "10 billion meters of gold, our company can't even get 10 I can’t get any money out of it.”

"Then how much money can you give me?" The girl scratched her head and realized that the 10 billion meters of gold she casually mentioned might be a bit too much. "How much does this Japanese person need?"

"We can't leak the client's personal information at will." Luo Meng shook his head. Kitahara Sosuke was still here. It was unprofessional for him to expose the other party's net worth in person.

There was a distressed expression on the girl's face, she twitched her fingers, and then said: "Then, how much can you give me if I sell those things I mentioned to you?"

"Here, we can't accept your goods here." Luo Meng resisted the urge to hold his forehead.

"The Japanese, what do you want? I can sell it to you cheaply, and then you give me some money, and I can buy futures." The girl suddenly clapped her hands, feeling that she had found a way, "Let's go, I'll take you with me Go see the goods."

Without waiting for Kitahara Sosuke to react, two big Russian men, one on the left and one on the right, forced him to go outside with guns in hand.

"Yamada-kun, help me take care of Ji Xiang." Kitahara Sosuke knew that he couldn't shirk anymore, so he had to leave a message, and then he and Luo Meng were taken outside.

A military green off-road vehicle parked outside the building, and the girl and her people blatantly put the two people into the vehicle and drove away.

The three of them were sitting in the back row. The girl looked excited and stretched out her white and delicate hands: "How are you, Japanese? My name is Victoria Friedman, and what about you."

"Kitahara Sosuke." Kitahara Sosuke also stretched out his hand and shook her gently. The girl's hand was very smooth and soft, not like a hand that had been holding a gun. It seemed that she had put a lot of effort into taking care of it.

She looked silly and clumsy, but she was actually very careful. She knew to cut off all communications first. She rushed into the futures company without causing any casualties. She just smashed something and deliberately asked her subordinates to cover their guns when she came out. She was not stunned. Green head.

The off-road vehicle sped along, and after a few hours, we arrived at a suburb of Seattle. The forest here is dense, and you can occasionally see some country villas, which is completely different from the bustling metropolis.

The car stopped next to a rusty warehouse. Victoria jumped out of the car and rushed to the warehouse with Sosuke Kitahara in tow.

"Look, I sold them all to you, how much do you want to pay me?" Victoria asked her men to open the warehouse door.

The midday sun shines in.

What was displayed in front of Kitahara Sosuke was an entire warehouse of various arms——

Pistols, grenades, submachine guns, RPGs and more.

There were many weapons that he didn't recognize at all. There was a dazzling array of weapons, and with boxes and boxes of ammunition, they could probably equip a platoon of soldiers!

Kithara Sosuke took a deep breath. No wonder Luo Meng said that there was no deal. Daqing, this girl has no money, only arms?