King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 380 - 365 chapters Prince’s Ideal_2

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Although we all belong to royal families and are princes, if it’s just about introducing someone to a social gathering to see the world, then I have no problem with that. The guest list isn’t determined by Nayif; his people must show respect to Sayyid.

Sayyid hesitated only for a moment before saying, "I’ll have my butler contact Sayyid’s butler. Under what name do you wish to attend? P·B or your own?"

"Let’s use my personal name. I’m afraid using P·B might cause trouble.

FUCK, that Harlotte has some nerve...

George Pas, that’s my name."

After hearing this, Sayyid didn’t ask Joe Ga what he was up to. He gave an order to someone by his side, then said with some urgency, "Hu Lang, quickly send orders to old Karman. I can’t watch Namo living in a damned cage; it’s born to be a Lion King, it needs its own palace.

My brother Hamandan is planning to airlift all of his lions here to fill Namos harem.

Did you hear me? ’Harem.’ Namo needs a palace..."

Joe Ga laughed at Sayyid’s words; he had witnessed just how far the extravagance of the ’eat, drink, play’ culture in the United Arab Emirates could go.

They knew Namo couldn’t be taken away, so instead they devised a roundabout way of ’breeding,’ hoping perhaps the offspring would grow as robust as Namo.

These wealthy princes really go all out for fun and face!

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But building a palace for lions is a bit too extravagant, so Joe Ga said with a laugh, "Buddy, what’s the difference to Namo between a palace and a prison?

Can Namo, unable to run free on the savannah, truly produce strong offspring?

Let’s do this: I’ll have someone fence off the resort land first, and you can start construction.

I’ll persuade Karman to keep Namo within our sight, and you send the lionesses to the rescue center. I’ll have the Johns keep an eye on them.

Whenever any little lion is born, I’ll send you the photo first, and if you like it, you can take it. How about that?"

As he spoke, Joe Ga heard Sayyid breathing heavily on the other end of the line and said with a chuckle, "Buddy, Namo is the Lion King, and the Lion King shouldn’t just look handsome; it ought to stink to high heaven because that’s the lion’s spirit.

If you get it a palace and hire people to bathe and blow-dry it every day, it becomes tender and delicate. Is that the Dubai style?"

"Of course not..."

Sayyid quickly denied, then said a bit irritably, "Hu Lang, that’s not right, I’ve spent a lot of money here, and you should at least give me some special privileges."

Feeling a bit embarrassed to always be fleecing the prince, Joe Ga said with a smile, "You’re now Namo’s foster father, and I’m just offering some child-rearing advice.

But we’re friends, so tell me, what other special privileges would you like?"

After a moment of silence, Sayyid replied, "I could help Ndele rebuild an airport, but that airport would have to be named after my brother Hamandan.

I’ve spoken recently with your friends, they mentioned your ’Global Hunting Group.’

I’m very interested in this company. I am an animal conservationist too, and I never thought before that by buying out hunting quotas, we could stop large-scale slaughter.

I can invest one hundred million US dollars. Let’s start with Ndele; I want to build a modern diamond tourism town.

I can also inject more funds in support of the Global Hunting Group’s expansion. It doesn’t have to stay in Africa; we could go to South America, Nordic countries, Southeast Asia; we can build a Hunting Empire."

As he said this, Sayyid spoke earnestly, "Hu Lang, this is my own money, and I want to have a business of my own; you must help me."

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Joe Ga was stunned by Sayyid’s proposition; it was as if the guy had virtually emblazoned ’easy mark’ on his forehead before coming to him for business.

However, before figuring out a reliable model, blindly expanding the hunting company would definitely lead to losses. The more subsidiaries invested in, the greater the losses when the time comes.

These wealthy individuals don’t care about this; they seek face, and don’t mind if it’s profitable or not, but Joe Ga couldn’t be indifferent about this. ’Global Hunting Group’ was his original dream.

The resorts in Ad-Damazin and Ndele could only lose so much, but if expansion begins and big losses pile up, should he keep throwing money in?

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’Global Navigation Company’ is tasked with more than just making money; it embodies the ideals of Joe Ga and Eric. It wouldn’t be a problem for Sayyid to add his own ideals, but it can’t be done entirely his way.

Joe Ga realized from Sayyid’s tone that the guy wanted to break free from his family’s control and seek out a business where he could be completely independent.

The Dubai Royal Family had always been searching for ways beyond oil, and that city was their experiment.

As of now, it’s not conclusive whether they’ve succeeded or not, but Dubai has certainly become a globally famous tourist city.

Sayyid saw a new opportunity in Global Navigation Group, a chance to further expand Dubai’s fame.

Dubai’s investments in the financial industry had brought them huge profits but the influence they garnered was somewhat lacking.

Running a chain of hotels was too low-end for them, Sayyid wanted to blaze a new trail with a distinctive global chain of hunting resorts.

Since he put up the bulk of the money, the naming rights should naturally go to him.

Regardless of whether the business is successful or not, the Dubai Royal Family will certainly not let their ’glory-bringing’ son suffer a loss.

And as for Joe Ga, these princes were living advertisements...

When it comes to eating, drinking, playing, and enjoying life, how could normal people possibly compete with them?

After a few minutes of silence, Joe Ga finally said, "It’s fine for you to participate in the investment, but the company’s development must be discussed and agreed upon by everyone.

Buddy, we need a healthy business, not everywhere has Namo and Black Diamonds.

We have to take it slow, following my pace.

If you agree, we have a deal.

I will persuade the Central African Government, and we’ll work together to build Ndele into a brand-new tourist town. You can even change the town’s name to Dubai if you want."

Sayyid was clearly dissatisfied with Joe Ga’s ’cautiousness’ and said with a bit of awkwardness, "Fine, Hu Lang, you’re the boss, it’s your call!

But Hu Lang, our lives are limited, and we need to do something great within this limited time, you have to show some courage."

As Sayyid waited for Joe Ga to digest his words of wisdom, he lowered his voice and continued, "I heard from Eric that you guys have a ’Pirate Brotherhood’ that specializes in ’raiding’ the stocks of big companies. If this is the basis for mutual trust, then from the Dubai Investment Group, I can allocate a hundred million US Dollars to you guys."

Joe Ga was amused by him and responded with irritation, "Wishful thinking, the ’Pirate Fund’ pool is quite small, but it’s a business for making big money.

A hundred million?

If you put in a hundred million, what about the others?

If you really want to join, go find Gami, she’s the person in charge. She’ll decide how much you can invest, and that’s all you’ll be able to."

Sayyid was shocked by Joe Ga’s grand manner, expressing disbelief, "You’re actually turning down my money? What kind of fund turns away money!"

Joe Ga chuckled, "Of course, funds that are certain to win. If you’re not short on cash, joining or not doesn’t really matter.

Don’t listen to the nonsense that Eric that jerk spouts; there’s no such thing as a ’Pirate Brotherhood’."

"Who says I’m not short on cash?"

Sayyid immediately responded, "I only get a hundred million in pocket money each year, I even have to borrow from my brother to buy a plane. If I decide to invest in Ndele, I’ll have to use all the savings I’ve accumulated over the past few years.

Count me in, I’ll invest twenty million, and this is all my own money, you have to let me join."

Joe Ga nodded in agreement to the enthusiastic prince, and then he saw Monica nearby with her hands on her cheeks, looking at him admiringly, the golden light radiating from her large eyes giving him goosebumps up his arm.

Just as Monica was about to say something, Nis suddenly came over and whispered into Joe Ga’s ear, "There’s a situation at sea..."