Ephraim thought that the matter was settled. He would go back to a bar to pick up girls tonight and have fun, and he would be able to get the goods from the customs and set off tomorrow.
As a result, neither he nor Long Zhanmao felt happy at night.
In a Muslim country where women go out completely covered with only one eye exposed, it is very difficult to find a woman in a bar.
There were only a bunch of bearded men in the bar, drinking and drinking was no fun.
It would be better for David, who has a girlfriend, to talk to his girlfriend on the phone alone in a hotel, and at least he can still hear a woman's voice.
His girlfriend Izzy is still angry!
I didn't find a beautiful girl to have fun with in the evening, but the next day was even worse.
Because I didn’t receive any news from the broker that night, it was a little different from what I promised, and there was no news when I woke up.
The broker who received the money did not call them or ask them to go to customs to pick up the goods.
Ephraim called the phone, but the other party said that he was handling it for him and asked him to wait.
There is no other way.
Ephraim could only find this broker, but he could not find anyone else to help him. After all, there was no other manager in Jordan.
David and Ephraim had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to wait.
As a result, one day passed.
Still no response.
Ephraim was really anxious this time and called the broker again, but this time he couldn't get through and the broker couldn't be found.
A blink of an eye.
It's the third day and still no news.
"MD Fak, he deceived us, he is a damn liar." There was no news for three days, and Ephram became furious and cursed.
"Don't worry, hasn't the call been connected yet? Maybe it's something else."
David was also anxious, but he could only be patient.
Because the broker is their only hope. If the broker can't help them get things done, Captain Santos will definitely be doomed.
Once Fengsha is unable to accept orders, he will not be able to complete Long Zhanzhan's 5 million mission.
You will lose 100 million by then.
Cutting out all the intermediate links is equivalent to whether Captain Santos' contract can be completed, which is related to whether he can earn 100 million US dollars in the end.
The price is so high.
How could Ephraim remain calm?
"No, I know what it feels like to fool others, and I also know what it feels like to be fooled, so we must have been fooled by that bastard." Ephraim roared.
"Hey, man, it's useless to be angry. Find a solution quickly, otherwise..."
Long Zhan reminded Ephraim that the meaning of his words was already obvious.
If you want 100 million, you have to be more awesome.
If you only have this ability, then you definitely cannot be my partner.
Although David has just entered the industry, he has worked in the service industry after all and has endured various difficulties from customers. His mentality is actually more calm than Ephraim.
Seeing that Ephraim was furious and emotionally broken, he tried to persuade him with good words: "Calm down, there is no use in being anxious."
"How do you want me to calm down, David? We are in a Muslim country now. Let alone feeling happy, there is no one who wants to give me a blowjob, but things are going badly. How do you want me to calm down?" Ever.
Ram said angrily.
"It's indeed a bit messy to accept money and not do anything, but I suggest you find someone else. In such a big country, there can't be just one middleman." Long Zhan suggested.
"Where the hell am I going to find it? Damn it, if I see that bastard again, I..."
"Ding-a-ling, jingle-a-ling."
Before Ephram finished speaking, the phone in the room suddenly rang.
Ephraim and David Long Zhan looked at each other, and they had a premonition that it was the damn broker calling, so they hurried into the house.
He picked up the phone and heard a voice that sounded familiar to him.
"Are you Ephraim?"
"Yes, it's me."
Ephraim, who was shouting curses a second ago, was smiling broadly.
"We are already downstairs." The broker replied simply.
"Okay, I'll come right away."
Ephraim hung up the phone, clapped his hands and shouted excitedly.
"is it him?"
David followed up and asked.
"Yes, it's already downstairs." Ephraim said excitedly.
"OK, let's get down quickly."
David also became excited, grabbed his clothes and walked towards the door.
"Dragon King, let's go, it's time to do business."
Ephram greeted Long Zhan and followed David towards the door.
A group of firemen came down from upstairs. The one with long hair was already standing in the hall. When he saw Ephraim coming down, he waved his hand and walked out the door.
There was a truck parked on the right side of the hotel entrance, and the broker walked directly to the truck and stopped.
When Long Zhan and his party strode over, he pointed into the carriage and said, "Look, I've already got the goods you want."
"What is it? Isn't it a license?" David said in confusion.
"Don't you want these guns? I have already taken them out for you. What you have to do has been done. Is there any problem?" the broker said with a shrug.
"Faq, we want to get a license, and then transport it through regular channels and transport it to Iraq by plane, understand?" David had no idea.
"I'll go up and take a look at the goods first."
Ephraim stuck out his big butt, climbed into the car with the help of Long Zhan, lifted the tarpaulin on the lid and started to inspect.
"What license do you need? I've already brought the car for you. You can just drive there. You don't need a license at all, okay?" the broker said matter-of-factly.
"The logic is totally fine. This broker is quite interesting, haha." Long Zhan said with a secret smile.
"You want us to drive to Iraq with so many guns?" David's eyes bulged out, he couldn't believe this was true.
"Why not? Marlboro is the best smuggler in all of Jordan."
The broker pointed at the turbaned man he had brought, rubbed his index finger and thumb and said, "You only need to give him a small amount of money, and he will send you there safely."
"Just him?"
David looked at the dry middle-aged man who was as thin as a monkey and was over 40 years old. He was stunned and said: "He is the best smuggler in Jordan? Are you sure you are not kidding me?"
"Of course not. You are going to Baghdad. He has to go back and forth to Baghdad three or four times a month." The broker said confidently.
"Oh my god."
David was completely speechless. He covered his head with his hands in pain and turned around and said, "Efram, don't you just say a few words?"
Compared to David, who is more calm and rational, Ephraim is more challenging and adventurous.
As long as the task can be completed, it doesn't matter how it is done.
Ephraim, who had already checked the goods and found them correct, asked directly from the carriage: "How long does it take to drive from here to Baghdad?"