Chapter 535: Tear off
Chapter 535: Tear off
Chapter 535: Tear off
The female technician looked back and saw a girl in pajamas and pajamas swaggering into the room. She seemed to have taken a shower, her hair was still wet, and she seemed to have a lollipop in her mouth. .
Kong Zhandong, who was reading the information, looked up and saw Wei Sheng who was visiting the house. He raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing?"
After Wei Sheng entered the door, he pushed open the toilet on the right hand side. Seeing the unique decoration inside, only one toilet could be placed. The toilet was a fully intelligent disposable pad, and there was a separate sauna next to the toilet. Walking inside, on the right hand side is a wooden bathtub covered by a screen. Behind the bathtub is a separate shower room. The whole room has an antique and advanced taste.
She looked at the pile of materials in Kong Zhandong's hand, "Take a company with you, so I can chat with you. I just noticed the sign at the door, this is a male club?"
The female technician standing by the bed suddenly smiled politely, "Yes, miss, this is the male club."
Kong Zhandong got up and put the stack of materials on the coffee table, undressed and asked, "So you plan to massage in my room?"
After a short while, he revealed the toned chest that he had formed through regular exercise, and he walked into the bathroom with his chest straight.
"According to each other, what is yours and mine." Wei Sheng said towards his back, then pointed to the pile of materials on the coffee table, "What is that?"
"Price list." Kong Zhandong glanced back.
"What price list?" Wei Sheng licked his face and took a step forward.
"Good thing." Kong Zhandong threw his pants on the bed, and the female technician hurriedly hung up all his clothes and pants.
Without turning back, Wei Sheng nodded, then pointed to the price list, turned around to Dong Zhan Road, who had already entered the shower room, "Can I see it?"
"Whatever." Kong Zhandong's voice came from the bathroom.
Wei Sheng was sitting at the place where Kong Zhandong was sitting. He picked up the thick price list and opened it. He was a little stunned.
This is a clear and detailed arms transaction price list, which clearly lists the quotations of various guns and ammunition. It is the first time that Wei Sheng has come into contact with such a good thing. If she can go to find out the price of these arms in the past. At that time, Li Xianzong had a small-scale arms business, but after his fall, Yuan Chunbo was able to house some of his nightclubs and casinos.
With Yuan Chunbo's strength, it is not a problem to buy some guns and ammunition in the south, but they are all expensive on the black market.
As far as Wei Sheng knows, Yuan Chunbo bought 54 domestic pistols for his bodyguards on the black market. The starting price is 1,200 yuan. This type of pistol is low in price and powerful. It is relatively popular on domestic roads and is considered economical.
But even so, it costs 12,000 yuan to make ten of them, and a price of hundreds of thousands for one hundred. Obviously, the expensive price cannot really be popularized. This is also causing small-scale gangs and gangsters to still use cold One of the reasons for the exchange of weapons.
And on this quotation, the price of 54 pistols is only 60 dollars.
At this time, the bathroom door opened, and Kong Zhandong was wearing only a pair of bathrobes at this moment. The bathrobes in the club were all disposable, similar to paper, and they rattled on his body. The same is true for Wei Sheng.
When she was able to go out, Kong Zhandong looked up at her without evasiveness, and then continued to look down at the price list, and couldn't help but twist her eyebrows.
Wei Sheng is not really a teenage girl. How could she be frightened by this kind of scene? It's impossible to go to the beach to see a group of men wearing only swimming trunks to cover their faces and face shame.
At this moment, Wei Sheng's technician had already opened the door and waited for a long time. When Kong Zhandong walked out of the bathroom, he invited the two to lie on the bed.
"The current exchange rate is about 8.27, 60 US dollars, which is less than 500 yuan." The two were lying side by side on two massage beds. Wei Sheng put their chins on the head of the bed and asked while flipping the price list in his hand.
On his side, Kong Zhandong buried his head on the bed and snorted, "Di Yawen intends to quote the price of low-priced arms higher and the price of high-priced arms lower, in order to make a big profit."
Wei Sheng was taken aback, tasting the meaning of the other party's words. This 54 is obviously a low-priced munitions, meaning that Di Yawen's price of 60 US dollars is still higher? On the other high-priced arms, the prices are extremely low, and they benefit from them.
Wei Sheng turned directly to the last two pages, and it was a bit speechless.
Fully automatic grenade launcher: US$1200/unit.
M203 grenade launcher: $2,000/unit.
38mm anti-riot launcher: US$2186/unit.
64mm anti-riot launcher: US$2320/unit.
Barrett sniper rifle: 6000 USD/unit.
M60 heavy machine gun: USD 13,000/unit.
Type 85 122mm towed howitzer: USD 400,000/unit...
Seeing this, she turned her head and looked at Kong Zhandong.
Kong Zhandong didn’t seem to understand her Wei Sheng-style humor, but just snorted, "This thing scares you? As long as you have money, let alone howitzers, I can get them even for guided missile boats and nuclear submarines. ."
Wei Sheng couldn't understand Kong Zhandong's posture of treating himself as an old man, and suddenly sneered, "Okay, anyway, I'm poor now and have money left. Mr. Kong might as well sell my missile for fun."
Kong Zhandong curled his lips and turned his head to Wei Sheng, "The range is 8,000 meters, the CEP circle radius error is 300 meters, and it contains eight nuclear warheads. If you want to get the goods, I can give you 40 million US dollars."
Seeing his appearance, Wei Sheng was itchy with hatred and kept his face cold. How could Kong Zhandong raise his eyebrows and smiled, "It's expensive? There are cheap ones. I remember an old-fashioned missile produced the year before, with a range of 1200-1800. Meters, the circle radius error is 50 meters, it can lock the target in northern India, Central Asia, most of Vietnam, and Southeast Asia. Our relationship is 800,000 US dollars to get the goods."
Wei Sheng pursed his neck and said nothing.
Kong Zhandong frowned and thought, "It seems that Miss Wei is too cheap, do you want to play with bombers? The unit price of the Russian TU22 bomber is 400 million US dollars, and I will give you a 7% discount."
Wei Sheng swallowed with a cold face and secretly swallowed a mouthful of foam, squeezed words from between his teeth, and sneered, "Kong Zhandong, the second thing I sent, I will not pretend to be a big-tailed wolf in front of me in the future, and leave Mr. Huang not to talk about the bomber. I am afraid You can't afford to sit on a plane."
Kong Zhandong suddenly chuckled, followed the technician's sign and turned over, facing up, and looking sideways at Wei Sheng, "Oh? I forgot. Miss Wei has started civil aviation now. I am afraid there is no shortage of planes. Regardless of the tank? Made in Z country, it has a movable composite ceramic armor with a power of 1,000 horses. The main gun is a 125mm smoothbore gun. It can attack moving targets with a high hit rate. The old rules are $700,000 and 9% off the old rules."
The technician serving Kong Zhandong can understand Chinese. At this moment, hearing the conversation between the two can't help but secretly stunned, and he works harder.
Seeing that she was no longer answering, Kong Zhandong glanced at her, then turned to look at the top of his head and smiled, "I think you are really poor and only have money left."
As soon as the voice fell, there were two tearing sounds in the room at the same time, and Kong Zhandong and Wei Sheng all felt cool in their hips.