Chapter 108: Chapter 108 Departure

Joe Ga returned to the cabin and once again locked himself in the room. His haul for the day had indeed been substantial; he needed some time to compose himself. The professor's litany of legal jargon could be overlooked, but Joe Ga was most concerned about how both parties could achieve a relatively legal transaction. The 'Professor' had provided many examples for reference, but sadly those were too complex and politically entangled, which at the moment were beyond Joe Ga's abilities. For Joe Ga, the simplest and most practical approach was to establish a licensed international defense company in Africa, making himself an acknowledged 'end-user.' That way, the Yogeinbert Company could obtain a trade license, enabling a legal transaction between the two. Of course, once the weapons landed in Joe Ga's hands, he would be responsible for what happened next. Moreover, Joe Ga didn't have the capability to establish such a company yet; founding a defense company with a European-recognized license required not just money but also a significant network. The ideal solution would be to acquire a company that meets the requirements, though Joe Ga's bank savings might not be quite sufficient. All these required a long-term plan, not a goal that could be accomplished in just a day or two. However, aside from this method, the 'Professor' had also suggested another trading channel, which was air transport. Yogeinbert Company had some 'trade exceptions' that allowed them to circumvent the European Union's blockade and provide some goods to clients in other countries via air transport. But this involved certain diplomatic risks, hence it required the assurance of the company's higher-ups. In essence, whoever signed the contract would be the one to take the blame if things went south. Of course, this 'mishap' referred to being caught red-handed when the plane landed. After the actual delivery, they could shirk the responsibility. Corporate, especially state enterprise behavior had one advantage: individuals bore little responsibility— at worst, one would just lose the goods and get fired. And the 'Professor' just happened to be a high-level executive of the Yogeinbert Company! As an arms dealer, the 'Professor' was definitely not exemplary, but he trusted Joe Ga and was willing to use the 'trade exceptions' for him. According to him, he trusted Joe Ga and moreover, the military factories in Seville also needed the African market. To people nowadays, the 'Professor's' actions might seem contradictory, due to him appearing as an honest man from any perspective; yet, he was engaging in the arms trade without showing any sign of discomfort. This was a results-oriented rationalist at work, unpretentious, willing to do the job as long as it was legal in his own country and indeed brought benefits. The guy was like those from the old military factories in China in the 1980s; for their own survival and that of their enterprise, they could engage in some outrageous activities. After all, without business, the factory workers would go hungry. So, the plant producing nuclear bombs tweaked its production line to make ice cream ('504 ice cream'), and the radar engineers were redeployed to draw up plans and produced electric fans ('Bat fans'), along with a myriad of other bizarre situations. As long as they weren't breaking the law of their country and could feed more people, while also feeding their own families, they frankly didn't care how others viewed them. During the conversation, the 'Professor' also introduced Joe Ga to Seville's marquee product, the 'Lazar Series' armored vehicle, with a very serious tone and attitude. Sёarch* The Novelƒire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. This was his brainchild, beloved by countries like the Shah, Germany, and Sweden, and was one of the Yogeinbert Company's most important products in recent years. It was also the main reason why the 'Professor' had swiftly become the Deputy General Manager of the Yogeinbert Company! Joe Ga's encounter with the 'Professor' could be seen as a stroke of luck for both parties; two novices in the international arms trade could huddle together for warmth, for the end result couldn't possibly get any worse. Joe Ga had already decided that he must attend the Tunisia Defense Exhibition, and once there, he would take all the weapons samples brought by the 'Professor' and place a new rifle order using his own SD gun brand. Discover stories at m,v l'-NovelFire.net The number of trades certainly couldn't be too large, but anyhow, he needed to get this unlucky 'Professor' started in business, to prevent him from returning empty-handed and losing his standing. Joe Ga didn't sleep at all that night but carefully organized his notes and stored them away vigilantly. The next morning, Joe Ga went out for a run and after casually eating something, he took a short nap, only to be woken up before 10 o'clock by the 'Professor's' phone call. The 'Professor' spoke excitedly on the phone, saying that everything was taken care of, and detailed the process every step of the way... This guy had also not slept the previous night, and at 2 in the morning, he had found the company's people, who drove him over 300 kilometers to Marsala, where he then waited. The operation went very smoothly, someone contacted him, took the money, and helped him with the departure procedures for the cargo ship. The process was hardly noteworthy, but that was exactly what people in their line of business needed. Completely relieved, Joe Ga agreed to meet the 'Professor' in Tunisia, and after hanging up the phone, he couldn't fall asleep again. The 'Smuggler's Bible' really was useful, a significant boon indeed. In a great mood, Joe Ga got up to compensate for the missed lunch from the day before, enjoying a satisfying meal of black pepper steak with pasta. Just as he thought about heading back to his room to catch up on sleep, Dorian finally called. Joe Ga took the phone, walking to the wooden house's corridor to answer the call... "Boss, the detention center where old Mori is being held has been thoroughly scouted, we can take action at any time. The Owl says she's confident about taking out the imprisoned old Mori, but she'll need Devil Bird's help." Joe Ga looked at the sea not far away and said with a smile, "You guys just wait, I'm on my way." The news from Dorian, for the impatient Joe Ga, was good news. The Mori family was always a major concern; criminal organizations are different from spy agencies. Spies look only at tangible benefits, whereas criminal organizations are usually very vengeful, because without it, nobody would fear them. Once they had time to gather their strength, the hatred from the three sons lost to SD wouldn't be so easy to settle. Taking out old Mori was just the first step; as long as they had old Mori's body, there was a great chance they could find the remaining three sons and the eldest daughter of the Mori family. For Joe Ga, a war that starts with bullets must end with death! He called Nis and Karman to pack up, and the three of them started driving towards Noto City, 100 kilometers south. What Joe Ga didn't know was that soon after his departure, Anna appeared at the doorstep of the wooden house. The girl came with joy, wanting to apologize for her impoliteness from the day before, but ended up facing a closed door. After inquiring with the wooden house rental company, finding out that Joe Ga's cabin had not been rented out, Anna wrote a letter and slid it through the door's gap. Then the girl went out to the lawn, with a playful smile on her face, sticking her tongue out at the wooden house, and then skipped and jumped towards the direction of her own home. She too would be leaving; she and her mother Valentina were going to fly to Tunisia to meet up with her father.