Moore's house was more luxurious than before, with gold utensils everywhere, and various gems were dotted in it. There were endless handicrafts, and there were even many women he raised.

He was Dada Putrajaya and got the emperor, and the throne under his butt has always been stable and even more stable.

Because Moore still has a certain wisdom, his gaze is very far-reaching. This gaze is not that he wants to seek more fields and obtain higher positions, but that he limits all his gaze to Dadabu.

Here, he can make a fortune from refugees; here, he is above ten thousand people; here, he is just a word.

Since this is the case, why do you still need to change? Climbing up represents unpredictable danger. Various open and secret struggles may make him lose everything, and even cause death. Instead of doing that, it is better to be the emperor here comfortably.

In the luxurious and rich living room, a middle-aged man in a suit and extremely sophisticated manner was sitting there tasting red wine.

This middle-aged man is a typical European and American race, regardless of whether it is hair, skin color, or pupil color. His behavior is very elegant, clearly revealing his frequent wandering in the upper class.

Simply put, this middle-aged man is a gentleman who will reveal his gentlemanly demeanor no matter what action he does. He is full of superiority and full of the arrogance that must be carried by people in the upper class.

This is what Moore called the arms tycoon, and he wanted to meet Xiao Yuanchao's real arms tycoon.

Everything was under Moore's control, completely ignoring Xiao Yuanchao's feelings. But this is the behavioral characteristics of the local emperor, and he was determined to Xiao Yuanchao.

Xiao Yuanchao was very upset about this kind of elbow that was controlled everywhere. He felt that he was now a delicate little lamb, led by someone else's neck.

But all the upset can only be suppressed temporarily, after all, this is Moore's territory.

"Mr. Brown, this is the red fierce soldier." Moore nodded very politely at the middle-aged man.

His expression, eyes, and body movements were all indifferent. This local emperor had a natural inferiority complex towards such people who were mingled in the upper class.

The local emperor? The local emperor of Dadabu is simply a local bumpkin in the eyes of others and will never be in the ordinary. To put it bluntly, he is a human trafficker who uses refugees and makes a fortune.

The arms tycoon named Brown nodded, put down the red wine in his hand, and smiled at Xiao Yuanchao.

However, he did not stand up, as if Xiao Yuanchao was just a trivial person. He could find the other party and looked down on him completely.

A simple action shows how big Brown's score is. He is facing a runaway, and it is necessary to show off his score.

This is a very normal phenomenon. In our real society, we can encounter scheming everywhere. Because everyone wants to gain a sense of respect, the easiest way to gain a sense of respect is to scheming.

When they go out to do business, they encounter too many people. All they want is the vanity of respect and attention. When they see you revolving around him and satisfying their psychology, everything will be easy to do. If they can't be satisfied, everything will be difficult to do.

In fact, when each of us reaches a certain position, we also need to show off our skills. If we don’t show off, we will be looked down upon and ignored by others.

Complex artificial psychology is definitely the way of dealing with things in society.

"Hello, Mr. Red Soldier, I know you better." Brown kept a gentleman's smile and said slowly: "In the Battle of Basra, you used mechanical exoskeletons. There is no doubt that when mechanical exoskeletons separated from the medical field and entered the military field, they will definitely be equipment that can lead the storm of the new single-soldier combat platform. Now, this kind of equipment has tended to be formed, using individual soldiers as the combat platform, integrating information collection, feedback, attack, reception, issuance of orders, reconnaissance, attack, etc. We got the mechanical exoskeleton fragments you wore at that time and found..."

Brown talked freely and kept talking about the mechanical exoskeleton equipment that Xiao Yuanchao wore outside Basra City. He was a real arms tycoon and seemed to want to discuss with Xiao Yuanchao the equipment that has been formed now.

Xiao Yuanchao stared at the other party coldly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes. He didn't want to talk to the other party about mechanical exoskeletons, he just wanted to know what the other party wanted to do to find him.

"Haha, sorry, I'm a little far. What I mean is that can I take out some things in mechanical exoskeletons and discuss them together, or can I meet with the maker?" Brown continued: "This is a field that everyone thinks is a fantasy, and they all think it is science fiction, but before I know it, the research on mechanical exoskeletons has become mature..."

"Idiot." Xiao Yuanchao spitted out two words.

"What did you say?" Brown was stunned.

"Chinese, idiot, translated into English is..." Xiao Yuanchao thought for a while and said, "**!"

The word "Silly" is translated in English without a very accurate translation. **This English word can represent many, and it can also represent the word "Silly". (Based on reading habits, the dialogue with foreigners will become Mandarin, otherwise it will be full of English, which will be difficult and not smooth.)

"You! You! You!..." Brown was furious in an instant.

"Idiot!" Xiao Yuanchao cursed again: "If nothing happens, get back. This is not the place you should stay. Also, it is not the only one who wants to ask me to dump weapons into Somalia. If I guess correctly, you should be a salesman in a weapon company."

Xiao Yuanchao easily figured out why arms tycoons found themselves through Moore, they simply wanted to dump weapons into Somalia through themselves.

Under the pressure of the general environment, the African round table rarely sells weapons to Somalia, and Somalia is definitely a big piece of fat in the arms market. Whoever can eat it will make a fortune.

Perhaps the major weapons companies on the surface follow the requirements of the roundtable, but it does not prevent every weapon company from staring at Somalia. World peace has nothing to do with them. What they need is to sell weapons to make huge profits. The issue of peace...leave it to the United Nations.

"Mr. Red Soldier, I am the African sales manager of Stum Ruger, not the salesman you said. Another thing is, don't let me down, otherwise..."

"Get out!" Xiao Yuanchao stared at the other party and roared: "There are many people who want to cooperate with me. What are you? I'll give you an hour. If you haven't left yet, then the African sales manager of Stum Ruger Company will have to replace people!"

Xiao Yuanchao was not polite to Brown. In fact, even if Brown was polite to him, he would not be polite to the other party.

Because he is very unhappy now!!!
Chapter completed!