The Life of a Gangster That Started In a Gun Shop

Fred didn't even look at the gun on the workbench.

He looked a little awkward, got up and shook Ye Qing's hand. Then, he took out a business card with only his name and phone number from his pocket and gave it to Ye Qing.

After doing all this, Fred left.

He didn't say a word of extra words, maybe he had acquiesced in the shattering of hope in his heart.

"Are you sure?"

After sending Fred out, Luca hurried back and asked Ye Qing.

"Try it, it won't break any more, will it?"

Looking at the rifle lying quietly on the workbench, Ye Qing suddenly got a little excited.

820,000! I can buy two of the latest Ghosts, and now I have a lot of authority to "surge" on it, this feeling.

It's like a car mechanic who suddenly finds himself involved in a Rolls-Royce design one day.

The sense of accomplishment that self-worth is recognized, and the excitement of being exposed to top products in related fields are intertwined, which is even more enjoyable than "hehehe" at night! Even more cool!

"Well, you're right. There's a straight pipe opening that needs help!"

Luca looked at Ye Qing who was getting excited, a little helpless.

This friend of mine is usually fine, but when he sees his old job, the feeling of being an **** will come back immediately.

No way, who let the gunsmiths in this factory make themselves unkempt at every turn, with all kinds of iron filings and oily mixture on their bodies.

Luca felt that his nose and eyes had been devastated since taking over the project.

"Of course, Nuo, cut this barrel for me. Also, of the same material, make me a smooth bore!"

When Ye Qing heard Luka's words, he naturally didn't have any reason to be polite to him. The equipment I use now is all from Sig Sauer. To be more precise, this order was also undertaken by Sig Sauer and subcontracted to me for execution.

If it weren't for this, Fred would not be able to just throw 820,000 directly here.

He did it only because he knew that he would be refilling his contract with Sig Sauer as soon as he went out.

"Hey, you! I'm not your worker. I think you should give me the respect that the director of the big-name weapons company deserves!"

Watching Ye Qing remove the barrel of the gun very casually, and then threw it to himself like a bone. Luca feels offended!

"Yes, yes. I have great respect for you, dear Director Luca."

With a casual reply, Ye Qing started to disassemble the metal kit.

"Don't be stunned, and hurry up to work. By the way, let a few people come in by the way. I need to pack some equipment and take it away. I have class tomorrow. I don't have time to spend it all the time."

"Oh, one more thing. Pack a cutting rifling machine outside for me, too!"

While speaking, Ye Qing put the disassembled rifle into the gun case. Looking at the two gun barrel bags reserved on the lid of the gun case, Ye Qing nodded secretly.

It seems that it is possible that Fred is his own fan. He actually destroyed a barrel of such an expensive gun, so that there is no spare barrel to replace now.

Thinking about his own gun that broke the sky for $100,000... The other party bought it and built it well, and it seemed to make sense.

"Hey, why are you standing there? Get moving! What, are you angry?"

Ye Qing, who was thinking about these things, suddenly caught a glimpse of Luka who was standing there dumbfounded not far away.

"You've changed, Ye! Two months ago, you weren't like this! I've been on IMD for two months. I don't know how much knowledge I've learned, but you've got the style first."

Luca shook his head speechlessly, how could he get angry so easily. The size is also the director of a big weapon company, tactical back.jpg. .

"Oh? Is it? How, do I look like a big boss now? Come and do it with me, dear Luca~"

Seeing that Luka was not angry, Ye Qing also smiled.

Although they have only met for two months, the two have known each other for almost two years. Two people who usually get along very well, when there are no outsiders, it is common to joke with each other.

"My annual salary is $500,000, not for performance, not for bonus, not for share..."

Faced with Ye Qing's half-joking, half-serious "poaching" words, Lucapi said silently without a smile.

"Beautiful! So, why are you standing here? Hurry up to work, I'm in a hurry!"

Just kidding, I have the highest annual salary now, and the year-end bonus is less than 150,000... Good guy, you just poured all of them.

Can't stand it, can't stand it.

Ye Qing repeatedly interrupted...

"Fake squid!"

Facing Ye Qing with a dog face, Luka just silently stretched out his middle finger, then turned to go out.

Get the **** out of here, **** it.

Taking advantage of Luca's time to contact the truck and the porter, Ye Qing slipped outside and made himself a cup of instant coffee. Then the old **** leaned on the chair on the ground, took two sips of cigarettes, and drank a sip of coffee, how beautiful.

Thanks to the old antique Vigo, the whole process of making guns is made by handcraft more than 100 years ago. Otherwise, Ye Qing really can't take this order now, after all, IMD classes can't be missed.

"Huh, I'm exhausted... Thomas, what would you like to eat? Shredded pork in Jingjiang sauce?"

"No, I want to eat Kung Pao Chicken!"

Three hours later, together with the two of them, they moved the equipment and some raw materials needed to be used in the living room of the apartment~www.readwn.com~ Ye Qing sat on the sofa and asked while pulling out her phone.

Apparently, these are again two strong white men singing conquest under the Chinese tablecloth.

I set off after having breakfast in the morning, and it's almost three o'clock when I come back. Damn Luca doesn't even care about meals! Ye Qing, who was ordering, secretly complained about an unscrupulous director.

Taking advantage of the time before the meal was delivered, Ye Qing went to take a bath first, and then came out just in time to eat.

Naturally, Ye Qing didn't need to worry about picking up trash.

After he finished eating, Ye Qing slipped back into the room and closed the door. He plunged into the system training ground and began to practice the characterization of barrel rifling and the carving of surface patterns.

It sounds a little sad and bitter.

Originally, when he saw the disappointed expression of Mr. Fred, Ye Qing was going to buy the raw materials directly from the system mall, and then assemble it for others.

But after thinking about it, I can't explain it at all.

A gun with an annual output of less than 15 has suddenly appeared, and the production process is not bad. It's hard not to raise suspicions.

Besides, the gun that originally cost 820,000 yuan, according to the system's urination, must get at least 1 million yuan and go up. How much do you sell yourself? Can't say it~

But that's not bad, albeit a little bit tiring. But the harvest is yours

In case one day the system detaches, or crashes or something like that. Don't be overwhelmed yourself!

Arms are no better than other businesses, and doing other businesses is a big deal. Going bankrupt

But if an arms dealer suddenly cannot produce a product, or loses its core competitiveness

The consequences would be unimaginable, even if he was just making firearms now.