After a brief moment of embarrassment, Li quickly put on a slightly stiff smile, trying to cover up his awkwardness.
He picked up the bottle, refilled his glass, and asked, seemingly casually:
"I'm sorry to bother you, Ryuzaki-kun. But judging from what you're saying, it seems you've had a conflict with the Kowloon Group?"
Lee had boasted to Amber about taking over SWORD, but that was just empty talk.
He knew better than anyone just how difficult it was to deal with the behemoth that was Kowloon Group.
But he never expected that this Ryuzaki Makoto would be so fierce, and that his purpose in buying weapons was to go head-to-head with the Kowloon Group!
Ryuzaki Makoto held his wine glass and gently shook his head.
"The Kowloon Group has always been eyeing the SWORD area. Yesterday, the assassins from the Upper Garden Association even came to my house. I'm not someone to be trifled with. Whether I can win this battle or not, I'll have to do it first."
He downed the glass of red wine in one gulp and then slammed the empty glass down on the table.
"Young Master Li, I don't like beating around the bush. I've been quite busy lately. Give me a straight answer on whether you're going to do this business or not."
Li unconsciously pinched his chin with his fingers.
In business, there's no such thing as helping or not helping; as long as you can make money, that's all that matters.
Moreover, since ancient times, making money from war has been the fastest way to make money.
He was only providing weapons; he wasn't personally involved in the fight against the Kowloon Group.
On the surface, he would not offend Kowloon at all.
What's wrong with doing this deal?
Thinking of this, Li downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, his face instantly changing to an expression of righteous indignation.
"I hit it off with Ryuzaki-kun at first sight! Brother, how can I, Li, stand idly by when you're in trouble! Just tell me how many guys you need!"
Ryuzaki Makoto's lips curled up slightly.
He didn't say anything, he just waved his hand casually.
Ishida Goro, who had been standing behind him, immediately understood.
He took out a brown paper document bag from his pocket, stepped forward, and handed it to Li.
With a touch of curiosity, Li took the file bag and opened it to look through it.
However, his expression changed after he only looked at the first page.
The further he read, the more alarmed he became, even unconsciously swallowing and stealing a glance at Ryuzaki Makoto across from him.
Wow, this kid's appetite is way too big!
This list contains an astonishing number of weapons.
Colt M1911 pistols, 100 pieces, 20,000 rounds of ammunition.
50 AK-47 assault rifles, with 30,000 rounds of ammunition.
MP5 submachine guns, 50 units, with 30,000 rounds of ammunition.
200 M26 hand grenades.
There are also some miscellaneous items such as infrared detectors, bulletproof helmets, etc.
this...
This is no longer a simple shootout; this is preparing for a small-scale war!
The number on this list is enough to arm an elite force of two hundred men from head to toe!
Li felt both excited and apprehensive.
What's exciting is that this is only the first transaction, and the other party has already made such an amazing move.
It should be noted that even within their own country, South Korea, their family's shipments at most consist of only a few dozen rifles and pistols each time.
But that's precisely where my anxiety lies.
He doesn't have that much power.
This level of transaction was beyond his ability to decide on his own and had to be reported to his father, Lee Sung-jin.
However, he is now eager to prove his abilities to his father. What would it look like if he had to go back and ask his father for permission for his first big business deal?
Just as Li was struggling internally, Ryuzaki Makoto's voice rang out at just the right moment.
"Young Master Li, is there some unspeakable reason for your trouble?"
Li's eyes darted around quickly, and he immediately put on a shrewd businessman's face and said with a smile:
"Haha, it's not that I have any unspeakable difficulties, but... Ryuzaki-kun, with this number, you can arm at least two hundred people, right? After all, this is our first transaction, and to do such a big deal in one go, according to the rules of the underworld... Ryuzaki-kun, you should know what I mean."
Ryuzaki Makoto naturally understood.
He never expected to get so many goods on his first try.
In any large-scale business transaction, the first transaction is always to test the waters and build trust.
However, he still pretended to be somewhat dissatisfied and frowned.
"Young Master Li, let's be frank. What's the maximum amount you can offer me for the first time?"
Li pondered for a moment, then held up four fingers.
"One-quarter. The first time, I can only provide you with a maximum of one-quarter of the goods on the list."
Ryuzaki was secretly delighted; this number had exceeded his expectations.
A quarter of the munitions is enough to arm a fifty-man commando team. More than enough to deal with the Upper Garden Party.
Ryuzaki Shin didn't want to waste any more time, so he just smiled.
"Great! It's a pleasure doing business with you."
As he spoke, he extended his right hand.
However, Li did not immediately reach out to shake hands.
"Ryuzaki-kun, don't rush. There's another problem. I can give you the goods, but we can't handle the customs. If you can handle the customs yourself, I can arrange the handover as early as tomorrow night."
"Moreover, as a sign of our sincerity in cooperating, no deposit is required for this first transaction. We will exchange money for goods on the spot."
Upon hearing this, Ryuzaki Makoto's smile widened even further.
"Young Master Li, you can rest assured. We will hand over the goods on time tomorrow night. Of course, I have people at customs."
Upon hearing this, Li finally managed a bright smile.
The two men's hands finally clasped tightly together.
...
At dusk, the setting sun was like blood.
Carrying several bags of fresh ingredients, Yuecheng Zhengdao walked home with an irrepressible joy on his face.
This morning, he was officially promoted to head of the Coastal Security Division.
He was already middle-aged and had given up on his career aspirations, but now he looked spirited and as if he had become ten years younger.
Originally, Sato had already decided on this section chief position.
Who knew that the unfortunate guy would be found to have shady dealings with the underworld, and would die in a bizarre shootout.
Thus, he, the perennial deputy, was naturally promoted to the position of substitute.
Tsukishiro Masamichi was overjoyed, so after get off work he bought some seafood and premium Wagyu beef that his family loved, intending to share the good news with them when he got home.
However, as soon as he reached his front door, he found a brand-new, gleaming Harley-Davidson motorcycle parked there.
Meanwhile, his beloved son, Kenta Tsukishiro, was riding on it with great excitement, lovingly stroking the shiny chrome handlebars.
When Kenta saw his father return, he immediately jumped out of the car and ran to his father like a little bird, hugging him tightly.
"Thank you for the gift, Father! I will definitely continue to study hard and live up to your expectations!"
Upon hearing this, Yuecheng Zhengdao showed a hint of doubt on his face.
Gift?
Is this a Harley-Davidson motorcycle?
I didn't buy it.
Could it be?
A bad feeling crept into Yuecheng Zhengdao's mind.
He forced a smile, handed the ingredients to his son, and did not respond directly.
"Good boy, take this to the kitchen. We're going to have a big meal tonight!"
Kenta nodded obediently and happily carried the groceries into the house.
As soon as he pushed open the door, Masamichi Tsukishiro heard his wife Miki's silvery laughter coming from inside.
Tsukishiro Masamichi took a few steps forward and, through the entrance hall, saw the young man sitting opposite his wife, Miki, in the living room.
His pupils suddenly contracted.
It's him!