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Chapter 32 I'm only interested in money! (Please read, first update!)

Years of experience in life and death made Ahmed and the other two perform the same action almost at the same time.

That is to keep a distance from Lin Yi. At the same time, the three of them formed a combat team. The young Ahmed stood in the front, while the two older bearded men behind him had already shifted their gaze to the surrounding objects.

Prepare to find two suitable things to serve as weapons.

But after looking around, the three of them suddenly realized that the most suitable things to be used as weapons in the room were the glass cups on the tea table.

The three of them had already distanced themselves from the glass because of their previous actions.

If he tried to grab the glass now, he would only be one step slower than Lin Yi.

If you want to seize these glass cups and use them as weapons, you must get past Lin Yi.

If this were outside of this country, they would have already taken action, but this is not a place they are familiar with.

What's more, they don't know the origin of the person in front of them, nor do they know his purpose. Once they take action, they are likely to be passive.

Once they fall into a passive position, death is likely to await them.

The two older bearded men took another half step back, then walked out from behind Ahmed, looked at each other, raised their hands and placed them across their chests, bowed to Lin Yi, and greeted him in Arabic:

"Hello, my friend!"

On the sofa opposite, although Lin Yi still had that lazy look on his face, his heartbeat had already broken through 100 and reached 120.

He was actually quite panicked.

In his original guess, the people he could contact should be some professional purchasing personnel.

But no one expected that the actions of these three people just now clearly showed that they had received very professional training, and they had probably been on the battlefield.

Such a person came to do procurement, this...

is it necessary?

Life is like a play, it all depends on your acting skills. Next, I have to learn from Uncle Benshan!

Looking at the expressions and actions of the three people opposite him, Lin Yi raised his hand and pointed at the sofa opposite, motioning them to sit down.

After the three people opposite him sat down on the sofa again, he leaned forward, picked up the cup of tea on the table, gestured to the opposite side, and then drank the tea in one gulp.

He put the cup down, leaned back on the sofa, and said lazily:
"In order to do foreign trade business, I learned several foreign languages, Arabic is one of them, you don't need to worry about it."

"I'm not interested in your background. I'm only interested in money."

"Here we are, when guests come, we have wine; when jackals come, we have hunting rifles."

"And I think you three are very good guests!"

"Now, can we have a nice chat?"

The ambiguous words were spoken in Arabic with a strong Chinese accent. It took the three people on the opposite side a while to finally understand the meaning of the words.

The two older bearded men looked at each other. Finally, the bearded man on the left gritted his teeth, nodded to Lin Yi, and introduced himself:
“You can call me Mohammed Ali Mousavi!”

"This one next to you, Khalid Sami Juburi!"

"We are here to purchase some special, portable pressure vessels."

“The electric pressure cookers on your booth perfectly meet our requirements.”

"Therefore, we would like to inquire about the corresponding price and output quantity, if the price is acceptable and the output quantity is sufficient."

"Then we can make bulk purchases."

"I just don't know if Mr. Lin is willing to cooperate with us."

Hearing the other party bring the topic back to the product, and so happily, Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

He wasn't interested in whether these people were from Iraq, as they claimed. He just wanted to make money. The Middle East, that hellish place, had been ravaged by war for thousands of years, with England, France, America, Russia, Israel, Iran, and Türkiye stirring up trouble.

Trying to distinguish between right and wrong, good and evil, is nothing but wishful thinking.

After all, most people there have a special liking for seaweed egg drop soup, and they will do anything to eat it.

But when they actually ate the seaweed egg drop soup, they were unhappy again.

In this regard, Lin Yi can only say one thing - win!

He naturally opened the briefcase he was carrying and took out a document from it, which was a promotional document for two electric pressure cookers for sale.

When the promotional document was handed over, Ahmed took it first. He checked it before handing it to Mohammed.

Mohammed gave him an admiring look at his caution, then opened the document and examined it carefully.

The more he looked, the more his bearded face wrinkled.

He looked up at Lin Yi quietly, and then handed the document to Khalid.

Khalid's expression grew increasingly tense as he looked at the document.

But when they thought that Lin Yi could understand what they were saying, the two of them could only keep what they wanted to say in their hearts.

After a while, the two men's brows were tightly furrowed, and their faces, half covered by the beard, began to turn red.

Red and warm!
Seeing them like this, Lin Yi picked up the teapot and filled his cup with water. Then he stood up with his briefcase and teacup in hand, nodded to the three of them, then turned and walked out of the private room, leaving the space for the three bearded men.

The door closed, and Ahmed rushed to the door and put his ear to the back of the door.

After listening to the noise outside the door for a while, he turned around and made an OK gesture to Mohammed and the other man.

After finishing the action, he turned his head and continued to put his ear against the door.

Ahmed's action made Mohammed and the others feel relieved.

The stone that weighed on their hearts dissipated, and the two immediately started a heated discussion in low voices:
"Could he be a member of the government army?"

"Iraq can't control this place, and neither can America."

"Is he from the Chinese government?"

"do not know!"

"What should we do then? Do we really have to reach a cooperation with him?"

"I'm afraid this is the only way!" Khalid tapped his finger twice on the promotional picture of the electric pressure cooker. As he did so, his bearded face was instantly filled with worry.

"In his safety promotional video, the amount of ammonium nitrate he used definitely did not exceed one kilogram."

"But the effect of the final explosion definitely exceeded the amount of 5 kilograms of ammonium nitrate."

"There are only two possibilities for this situation. One possibility is that his video was edited and he placed 5 kilograms of ammonium nitrate somewhere that cannot be seen in the video."

"Another possibility is that they knew from some channel that we needed some new weapons."

"Then they pulled out a small thing from their own technical reserves."

“So, this meeting happened!”

"I prefer the second possibility!"

Mohammed was very surprised by Khalid's statement, especially when Khalid supported the second possibility, which made him at a loss as to how to complain.

After hesitating for a moment, he asked the question in his mind:

"Why do you think it's the second possibility?"

(End of this chapter)