Mercenary’s War
Chapter 1381 - 1363: Do You Want a Plane?

Chapter 1381: Chapter 1363: Do You Want a Plane?

The agreed meeting place with Kucher was a café. The café itself had nothing special, just an ordinary one by the street, and its only distinctive feature was that it was particularly deserted inside. As Gao Yang, Li Jinfang, and Eileen walked into the café, they instantly saw Kucher sitting in the corner.

Kucher was wearing casual clothes, and with him was another middle-aged man in casual attire. Upon seeing Gao Yang, Kucher stood up, waved at Gao Yang, and smiled, "Over here."

Gao Yang walked over. After a warm handshake with Kucher, Kucher pointed to his companion who had already stood up and said, "Peter, this is my friend. You can call him Selin. Selin, this is the Peter Yang I’ve mentioned."

Selin proactively extended both hands to Gao Yang, smiling, "Hello, Mr. Yang."

No full names introduced, no background or position mentioned—clearly, Selin wanted to conceal his identity.

Whether someone is a soldier can be discerned at a glance, and people like Gao Yang are particularly sensitive to it. A mere look was enough for Gao Yang to know Selin was definitely not a soldier, and even if mistaken, Selin could only be a civilian.

Kucher and Selin both came alone, while Li Jinfang and Eileen were playing the role of bodyguards. Gao Yang felt that having Li Jinfang and Eileen stand behind him was not only too attention-grabbing but also somewhat impolite.

After shaking hands with Selin and exchanging polite greetings, Gao Yang said to Li Jinfang and Eileen, "You guys sit down and have a cup of coffee while waiting for me."

After Gao Yang finished speaking, Selin immediately said, "No, don’t order coffee, it’s terribly bad here, otherwise it wouldn’t be this clear."

Once Selin spoke, Gao Yang could confirm two things: first, Selin definitely spoke English, because he spoke just now in English; second, Selin was not a professional businessman. He was someone who pursued life, had requirements for details, and had taste, yet his finances didn’t allow him to live the life he wanted.

Selin was quite young, around thirty-plus years old, quite handsome. His clothes, shoes, and watch were all ordinary—not exactly cheap, but certainly not expensive. However, Selin’s hair was well-combed, his collar and cuffs were snow-white, his shoes were shining, and his watch was a budget brand, but it matched his outfit well, especially with his slightly stubbled face, which was groomed beautifully.

Gao Yang was somewhat unsure of Selin’s background. After making some mistakes with Rebrov, Gao Yang was in a cautious phase, so he decided to lay low this time, not rushing to speak or express himself, and see what Kucher and Selin wanted.

Indeed, there was no coffee in front of Selin and Kucher, but each had a bottle of beer. Drinking beer in a café was quite odd, but Gao Yang decided to follow suit.

Kucher smiled at Gao Yang and said, "Today my treat, what would your mates want? Let me pay."

Offering a bottle of beer and making a point of it was very common in Europe, unlike Gao Yang, who would gift a hundred thousand or two hundred thousand US dollars as a meeting present, hence why he was so popular.

Once Gao Yang had taken his beer, Kucher finally decided to move on to the main topic. He put down the bottle, rubbed his nose, and using the motion of rubbing his nose to cover his mouth, leaned close to Gao Yang and whispered, "Selin is my friend. This time, he has a large transaction he wants to make, but hasn’t found the right buyer. Once I knew about it, I thought this deal suited you. You guys can talk."

After Kucher finished the introduction, Gao Yang raised his beer bottle towards Selin, smiling, "Mr. Selin, I wonder what kind of goods you’re looking to sell?"

After Gao Yang asked, Selin appeared slightly nervous. He unconsciously shifted his seat forward, leaned his body forward, hesitated a moment, and as if making a newfound decision, sharply lifted his head, and in a low voice said to Gao Yang, "Mr. Yang, I’ve heard you’re someone who does big business. I want to know, how big is the business you can handle?"

Gao Yang spread his hands with a troubled expression and said, "That’s a hard question for me to answer, Mr. Selin. It depends on how you define the concept of big business."

Selin replied in a deep voice, "Business worth tens of millions of US dollars, can it be done? Only cash! And it has to be paid in full at once!"

Gao Yang had brought cash totalling twenty-seven million US dollars precisely prepared for such a situation. Therefore, he snapped his fingers and smiled, "Ten million? That’s nothing."

Selin clearly took a breath of relief, but he still uneasily said, "Ten million cash—it’s at least ten million, and must be provided all at once. Surely there won’t be any issues, right?"

Gao Yang seriously replied, "There definitely won’t be any issues!"

Selin hesitated for a bit, then cautiously said, "Well, Mr. Yang, I’ve heard you buy any kind of goods, correct?"

Gao Yang smiled and said, "That’s right, as long as it’s valuable, I buy it."

Kucher smiled at Selin and said, "Brother, I’ve told you, Peter is someone who does big business. Your worries are entirely unnecessary. Don’t overthink it anymore; tell him what goods you have for sale. Whether the business succeeds is secondary, you must first tell the person what the goods are, right? Rest assured, he’s a professional; even if the trade fails, he absolutely won’t spread it. You can definitely rest easy."

Upon hearing this, Gao Yang immediately realized there were intricacies involved and thus instantly replied seriously, "Mr. Selin, you can completely trust my professional ethics."

Selin gritted his teeth and said solemnly, "Want planes? Transport aircraft, An-32, twin-engine medium short-range transport aircraft."

Gao Yang instantly responded, "Transport aircraft? New or old? What’s the price! If it’s reasonable, of course I’ll take it!"

Selin took a breath, picked up his beer, took a sip, and whispered, "Like I said, ten million!"

Gao Yang immediately smiled and said, "That’s impossible; you’re joking, that’s exorbitantly expensive, absurdly expensive."

Selin chuckled, then said through gritted teeth, "Forty aircraft! Ten million for forty!"

Gao Yang, while lifting his beer bottle, almost sprayed his beer out, turned his head, coughed twice, and then looked at Selin and said, "What did you say?"

"Forty An-32 aircraft, all together for ten million!"

An-32, no matter how cheap, should be worth several million dollars per unit, right? Now ten million for forty units, it’s like gold bricks falling from the sky, isn’t it like this?

A pie falling from the sky is alright, it won’t kill someone, but gold bricks falling, although it might make a fortune, they could also kill someone. Gao Yang was actually scared of things being too cheap, and he shamefully chickened out once again.

Gao Yang repressed his excitement and a faint vigilance in his heart, and said solemnly, "Sounds great, but please explain in detail."

Selin swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in a low tone, "Forty An-32, belongs to the Indians, sent to Ukraine for maintenance. If you can and dare take them, pay ten million and they’re all yours." (To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to recommend votes, monthly votes at Qidian (qidian.com), your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com)