Soon after finishing the complimentary breakfast, an announcement came through the broadcast speaker: "Staff from the Thunder Fire Armored Kingdom please proceed to window 26 to collect your evaluation credentials, and head to the B-5 bidding office to discuss the cooperation."
Allen Zhang, accompanied by Sieg, headed to window 26 and collected the evaluation credentials from the brunette American female staff. After inquiring about the exact location of the bidding office and receiving the directions, he courteously thanked her before turning to leave.
Sieg led the way, knocking on the door; an inviting voice from inside said, "Please come in."
Upon entering, Allen Zhang saw a middle-aged white man with a crew cut, dressed in military uniform, sitting in the office with a weapon box on the table, next to an opened box of clay explosives.
Looking up and seeing the visitors, the man smiled and reached out for a hearty handshake, "Hello, I am Will, the head of the bidding department at the Roginwei Military Base. You must be the staff from the Thunder Fire Armored Kingdom, right? Please, have a seat."
Sieg gladly accepted, leading the group to sit on the sofa, and Allen Zhang recognized his shoulder insignia as that of a Major.
Sieg introduced himself, "Hello, sir, my name is Sieg Comprey, head of the Thunder Fire Armored Kingdom. I served in the Marine Corps with the rank of Captain. We are here to bid with a shipment of raw materials for clay explosives."
The Major gave a slight smile and immediately praised them, "Your clay explosives have passed our professional tests and evaluations, and the soldiers are very satisfied with them. The production process is simple yet practical. What price are you thinking of quoting?"
Sieg pondered, "I think $50,000 per box would be appropriate, not for any other reason but to provide better weapons for our soldiers."
The Major was momentarily taken aback, then seriously added, "I believe so too! Poor quality arms can’t ensure the safety of the soldiers. Thank you for supporting the Roginwei Military Base! You can go and collect the payment now."
With a wave of his hand, he signed the bidding contract.
Sieg happily took the contract and left the office, while soon after, another group lined up to enter.
Vaguely, he also heard a familiar spiel, "Hello, I am Will, head of the bidding department at Roginwei Military Base. Are you the staff from the Cobra Armed Nation? Please, have a seat. Your M24 sniper rifles have passed our professional tests and evaluations, and the soldiers are very satisfied with the quality of these firearms..."
This spiel, he didn’t know how many times he had to repeat every day.
Allen Zhang wanted to comment, but then he glanced at the content of the contract—$12 million in military spending, where a significant item was clay explosives.
Although the detailed amount wasn’t written, just a transaction amount of $350,000, a quick calculation revealed that they must be drastically marking up the prices.
How much? $4.5 million? What are you planning to blow up that needs so much money?
Wait, 75 kilograms of explosives? Are these made of gold clay or silver clay?
Then the military area would say: Little brat, don’t mess with the warlord’s cake! Flip one more page, and we’ll send you to meet your great-grandmother!
Sieg took the contract to the financial department for settlement, where the staff meticulously checked and calculated the figures, filling out a string of numbers. Opening the safe revealed stacks of green US dollars, at least $9 million in cash!
But their portion wasn’t much.
"Hello, the total transaction amount is $350,000. Please check and receive it."
The military area also used cash transactions. Sieg counted the amount, tucked it into his briefcase—$350,000 felt quite hefty.
Allen Zhang glanced at the receipt—$350,000, signed not by the Roginwei Military Base but by an unknown department. Yet, the gun store’s credit points undeniably increased again!
Without lingering, Allen Zhang asked the staff to lead the way. In the parking lot, he found his armored truck and the sand truck, collected his gear, and left the military base.
Halfway through, he took out $350,000 in cash, kept $300,000 for himself, and gave $50,000 to Sieg, letting him share it with others.
Sieg beamed with joy.
The General Sect Leader’s entire fortune had now reached a staggering $966,890.
Including the profits from Sunkist Bar and the recycling station’s revenue, he had truly become a millionaire!
After distributing the money to the Beggar Gang Disciples, the General Sect Leader was in high spirits, but he didn’t forget to scoop up another $260,000!