King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Joe Ga looked appreciatively at the 'flexible-minded' 'Medic Officer Bird' and said with a smile, "Of course, I'm also planning to set up a diamond buying booth in the resort where tourists can sell the diamonds they find."

"As long as my buying price is lower than the park office's, then adding the income from the tent hotel and security, the park office will have a considerable revenue."

'Medic Officer Bird' wore an expression as if he'd seen a ghost and said, "If you run a business like this, what are you after?"

Joe Ga, too excited to care about such pedestrian concerns, completely indifferent to diamonds, counting on his fingers, said to the equally amazed John, "Is a national park with beautiful scenery, filled with wildlife, and even a diamond mine for a bit of luck worth the flight trip?"

John nodded and said, "Spread the photo of Namo around. If a lion rolling on the ground can come across such a large diamond, then based on my understanding of Americans, someone should be tempted."

Joe Ga bent a second finger and said, "The national park lets you try your luck for a $50 entrance fee; that's not too much, right?"

"Um, very cheap! At least cheaper than going to 'Diamond Park'!"

With a grin, Joe Ga said, "The national park is full of deadly wild animals, and you don't have a gun, so it makes perfect sense to rent a car and hire an armed guard for security, spending $300 a day, doesn't it?"

"Um, it's cheaper than Kenya and Botswana, quite reasonable!"

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga chuckled 'hehe' and continued, "The tent hotel might be a bit rustic, but it ensures your meals and sleep, letting you fully experience Africa's landscape, $150 a person isn't too much, is it?"

"Um, that's okay, not too outrageous!"

Joe Ga bent a fourth finger, smiling, "You definitely need reliable tools to look for diamonds. Buying new ones is a waste, so we rent you a set for $50 a day, that's thoughtful, right?"

'Medic Officer Bird' did some quick calculations and realized that a person staying in the tent hotel for just two days would have to spend at least $1050, and given Hu Lang's momentum, the food and drink in the tent hotel were certainly not free.

What level of spending is this? Even Disney doesn't rip people off like this!

So he raised his hand and said, "Sir, let me remind you, the chance of finding diamonds in the swamp area is very low, and the difficulty of mining them is unbelievably high!"

Hearing this, Joe Ga looked at 'Medic Officer Bird' as if he were an idiot and said, "If guests can't dig them out, are you saying we can't either?Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Is it that hard to change the photo on the 'lucky winner board' at the park entrance every day?"

'Medic Officer Bird's' face showed ghostly disbelief as he said, "But this..."

Joe Ga dismissed the concerns grandly and said, "There's no 'but.' It was you who said there was a diamond mine there, I haven't deceived anyone.

Later, that 'gem' on Namo's head will be named 'Medic Officer Bird's Stone' to commemorate your great contribution to the national park."

After hearing this, 'Medic Officer Bird' felt his heart condition coming on. Thinking about his code name being used to name a 'scam,' he felt he was letting down God and wouldn't even be well-received in hell.

Looking at Joe Ga's enthusiasm, 'Medic Officer Bird' struggled and said, "Actually, you don't have to do this. Even if you succeed, you can't benefit from it.

I think your resort plan is great. Once it's up and running, I can invite my relatives and friends to visit.

There's no need to make it so complicated when you're not making any money..."

'Business Tycoon' Joe Ga looked disdainfully at the 'short-sighted' 'Medic Officer Bird' and said, "The business models in this world are not just the American model. You control the world's best resources, yet all you've come up with is a 'Wall Street Big Casino' that lures gamblers from around the world to risk their lives.

A bunch of so-called experts came up with a mess of rules, then coined professional jargon to create a professional barrier, making it incomprehensible to ordinary people.

I bet you have to hire an accountant to file your taxes in your own country, because if you went yourself, the tax office would cheat you out of your pants.

And you're still talking to me about doing business?"

Then Joe Ga turned to John, who was visibly excited, and said with a smile, "You can feel what I'm trying to do, can't you?"

John nodded vigorously and said, "I can feel it. You're helping the locals find jobs!

Hu Lang, you're a good person!"

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga waved his hand dismissively, "That's because you haven't understood yet, this is called growing the cake!

The management is so poor they have nothing, surviving only on the hunting quotas released every year.

They talk about a nearly $2 million industry chain, but in reality, Capital Bangui takes half of it.

I have to find them ways to make money, to get Ndele's infrastructure going. A resort built next to a pig pen has no future, even if lions and elephants can be seen when opening the door in the morning – it's still just a house next to a pig pen.

The locals, unkempt and with gleaming eyes at the sight of tourists' wallets – how can that be right? We have to teach them to earn money 'gracefully.'

Let them make money, improve their image, develop industries we can't reach, like crafts and specialties, repair the roads...

Once we've grown the cake, even if we only cater to the wealthiest visitors, the base numbers will be different and so will the outcome."

I'm offering them such a great opportunity. When the guests at my resort go dig for diamonds to try their luck, you can't charge me for using a set of tools, can you?

I want my guests to enjoy the VIP priority treatment. You can't argue with me on that, right?

If there really are black diamonds or other diamonds, letting my guests enjoy a little discount shouldn't be a problem, right?"

After Joe Ga spoke, he looked around at the people gazing at him as if he were a deity, then laughed loudly,"I learned a lesson yesterday: you can't be too greedy in life.

We are lions. We only eat the parts we like best and are the most tender. Then we should be satisfied, retract our claws, and share the rest with other hungry peers. That way, we naturally earn respect and attain a dominant position.

Of course, the prerequisite is that we are 'lions,' the most fierce and warlike of lions."

John truly cared about the park and Ndele; he knew the area best and was clear that Joe Ga's 'business plan,' which sounded fanciful, was indeed viable.

The best part was that, even with the name 'Diamond Park,' not too many people would actually come here because it's too remote.

But this 'not too many' would be enough to boost local employment without causing destructive impacts on the ecosystem.

This 'genius plan' had many uncertainties, but could things here get any worse? His own Animal Rescue Center was barely hanging on!

At that thought, John realized the most brilliant aspect of Joe Ga's plan...

It was that he still only needed to do what he originally planned. By presenting a 'business plan,' he had leveraged the enthusiasm of the entire Ndele, expanding the pie!

First define your goals, then use the local environmental resources and human resources to integrate a solution that benefits all participants and naturally unites them.

John had never seen this unique business approach before, not even in the charity sector where he worked.

You're bringing everyone together to make a fortune right from the start; that's even more charitable than philanthropists!

The more the 40-year-old John thought about it, the more impressed he became. He couldn't help but applaud, "If I start calling you boss now, would I be considered one of the veterans around here?

I still have a house back home. If I sell it, I should be able to get around 300,000 in cash. If I invest that money here, could I get some shares in return?"

At this point, Joe Ga could feel the satisfaction, as if just giving a lecture had his students ready to spend their life savings on the course.

Facing the enthusiastic John, Joe Ga smiled and said, "You don't need to invest money. After all, I won't stay here for long.

When the resort is completed, it will still need people like you to be in charge. 10% - as long as you work here for a day, you'll get 10% of the resort's profit-sharing.

If you can continue to secure the 300,000 annual funding for the animal protection fund, and use it for the resort's animal rescue, I can give you an additional 5% in profit-sharing."

As he spoke, Joe Ga bent down to kiss the restless Dan Bao on the head, then looked around at the people and laughed,"Come on, admire me a bit. I'm feeling even better than I did on Mount Sangha.

Although this is just a small business that might earn a six-figure income or even lose a bit of money every year, it gives me more of a sense of achievement than that ten-digit steel industry chain business. Because here, I don't have to fight, don't have to kill anyone, warn anyone...

My mind is extraordinarily clear right now, and I've found the business code of Africa.

This afternoon don't disturb me; I have to make a round of calls, to try to market my main product. Otherwise, I would be quite unqualified as an arms dealer!"

"You're an arms dealer?"

'Medic Officer Bird' looked at Joe Ga as if seeing a ghost, incredulously asking, "An arms dealer building a resort?"

Joe Ga grinned and nodded, then gestured for Dorian to hand 'Medic Officer Bird' a business card, saying, "I'm probably not the kind of arms dealer you're imagining. Let me reintroduce myself. I'm 'Hu Lang', the boss of P·B High-Impact International Military Contracting Company.

My main business now is cooperating with the governments across Africa to fight drug traffickers. All my operations are filed with the African Union, and they've been very successful recently, earning acclaim from all walks of society."

Having boasted enough, Joe Ga looked at 'Medic Officer Bird' with a smile and said, "I can tell that you used to be a soldier, and from your codename, I gather you must have been a medic.

My company needs talented people like you. If you're interested in joining, you can apply in Sangha Town near Bangassou.

Of course, our standards are high, and you might not pass."

Joe Ga said this somewhat arrogantly, but it was his payback for 'Medic Officer Bird's initial distrust of him.

When you reach a higher level of thinking, you don't need to bare your teeth and claws to unnerve someone - aha, it's so easy...

Surprisingly to Joe Ga, 'Medic Officer Bird,' for reasons unknown, took the business card with a smile and asked, "What's the typical annual salary for a retired medic from Delta Force at your company?"

Joe Ga was about to remind him that he needed to go through selection before discussing salary when he suddenly paused, looked incredulously at 'Medic Officer Bird,' and said, "Delta Force?"

'Medic Officer Bird' just shrugged and said, "Delta Combat Support Squadron Medical Officer, E-9 Command Sergeant Major."