"We have a problem with the bullet, and there is a big problem with his production location." David said anxiously.
"What's wrong with the production site?" Evram still didn't understand.
"Cailizi Country, all of our bullets are from Cailizi Country." David said.
"How is this possible? We were watching the spot when inspecting the goods. Do you remember? We checked the bullets together." Evram said.
"I don't know how to tell you that we were all fooled and deceived by those bastards." David said.
"etc."
Evram felt something was wrong and asked, "How do you make sure that those bullets are from Caili? Then has anyone told you?"
"The boxes are all written in Chinese. Believe me, they are definitely produced in Cailian." David said confidently.
Looking from his perspective, the bullets of the truck that had been loaded were written in Chinese on the box, which looked very conspicuous.
“Holy shit.”
When Evram heard that he had changed the goods, he instantly rushed over his head and immediately called Henry Gilal. As soon as he answered, he squirted: "Henry, you deserve this, are you lying to us? We are in big trouble now."
"I'm listening, let's talk." Henry said calmly without any haste.
"Those AK bullets are all produced by disassembly, why don't you tell us in advance?" Evram asked.
"What? Do you think those American soldiers basking in Djibouti are concerned about which country the bullets were produced?" Henry didn't care at all.
"They don't care, but the Pentagon bastards care a lot. Don't you know that the US military does not need to dismantle things produced by putty? The US government has an embargo on dismantling."
After roaring, Evram felt that he had not yet arrived, and then said, "You only asked your subordinates to show us a box of Albanian bullets..."
"I'm sorry, disturb me."
Henry Giral interrupted Evram and said in a sarcastic tone: "No one sincerely stopped or disturbed you at that time. Haven't you ever thought about asking where the bullet originated?
This is your own mistake in your work, what does it have to do with me?"
"Who the fuck would ask these questions? I ran to Albania to buy bullets, who could have thought that you would sell me bullets for dismantling.
What is in front of me now is the illegal Chinese bullets sold to us for 100 million. Don’t you find a way to tell us how to solve it?"
“It will be solved as much as you can.”
Henry Giral roared impatiently: "The US government will turn a blind eye, don't add anything to it, just send it over.
Also, now that the goods have been sold to you, you should figure out the difference between the trouble you have and the trouble I have.”
After saying that, Henry Giral hung up the phone.
"Fake!"
Evram was so angry that he almost smashed his phone, but he had no choice but to use Henry Giral.
The two of them can only find a way to solve the problem themselves.
As a result, two days passed in a blink of an eye, and neither Evram nor David could do anything.
Cailizi's bullets turned into scrap copper and iron, so they could only find ways to contact other suppliers, mainly from the Eastern European generation.
Because the main manufacturers and suppliers of the AK series are basically located in Eastern Europe.
If anyone can provide 100 million bullets in a short time and is a standard AK intermediate power bomb, it can only be a supplier to these Eastern European countries.
Unfortunately, I didn't get anything after two days.
This kind of bullet that only Russian weapons can use, put aside the big head of Russia, it is a niche bullet in the whole world.
If you want to get 100 million bullets in a short time, no supplier can get them all.
Long Zhan was about to faint when he saw David, but he had many ways to solve it, but he just didn't say it, and he had to test their emergency response skills.
As a result, on the morning of the third day, Evram flew over without saying a word.
As soon as he met in the hotel, Evram announced excitedly in person: "I have a way, I have a way to solve the bullet problem."
"What's the solution?" David asked anxiously.
"I have a good idea. You can repackage the bullets. What do you think of this idea?" Evram said excitedly.
"Package bullet?"
David didn't understand.
"Everam is really a talent. He actually thought of this most perfect solution. He is indeed a smart fat man."
Dragon Zhan secretly amazes in this game, and he loves Evram's abilities more and more.
"Yes, we repack the bullets and remove all traces of the vegetable pears. Isn't the bullet problem perfectly solved?" Evram said.
"That's 100 million." David emphasized.
"David, this is not impossible, and it can also reduce our cost of shipping. We can replace the big and heavy wooden boxes with lightweight cartons and make an extra extra shipping fee," Everam explained.
"But he is still a bullet made by Cai Putty."
David didn't understand it well yet, so he got into the dead end and didn't get out.
Evram grabbed a towel on the table and pointed to the label on it and said, "Take this towel for example, it is made in Turkey. I tore off the label and said it was just an Albanian towel. Is there any problem?
Only by putting it on the outer packaging is that it is made of vegetable ions and it is made of vegetable ions. If we replace the packaging, who knows it is made of vegetable ions?”
Evram explained very clearly and thoroughly, and David finally reacted.
There was a surprise on his face, and finally he said worriedly: "But it is illegal to do this."
"We have only two options now..."
Evram looked at David seriously and said, "Or repackage and send the bullets out, we will make the $20 million together.
Either say goodbye to this big order, and you have to pay millions of deposits to return to the pauper.
Your house and car will be auctioned by the bank. Do you think that's what you think?"
David has enjoyed the life of rich people and has lived a happy life in luxury houses and cars. He can't even imagine what would happen if he lost money.
therefore.
The two choices placed before him actually had no choice for him.
There is only one way to go.
That is to find a way to replace the bullets with packaging, and then send them to Djibouti according to the contract and hand them over to the US military base there.
In order to complete this missed plan, they must first find the most core key-
Chapter completed!