King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 381 - 366 Chapter - The Newcomer’s Anxiety

Joe Ga believed that no one would come to trouble him at this time…

If there were prying eyes at sea, they would definitely be targeting the people inside this villa.

Glancing at Monica who suddenly became reserved, Joe Ga shook his head with a chuckle, ignoring her. He stood up, taking Nis by the hand, and while walking toward the villa, he said with a laugh, "Let ’Spur’ and the others go ask around later to see if there’s a villa for rent.

I like this kind of house; we should have some private space."

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Upon hearing this, Nis nodded and said, "If you like it, just buy one. I’ve heard that investing in real estate is a way to make money. With such a beautiful house and scenery, it should become more valuable over time."

Joe Ga hadn’t expected Nis to know about investing in real estate. After thinking for a while, he still shook his head and said, "We probably won’t come here often…

And just me liking it isn’t enough. If you like it too, I would be motivated to spend a lot of money here to set up a business. Otherwise, what’s the point of an empty house?"

Upon hearing this, Nis smiled gratefully, then looked at Joe Ga’s profile and said, "You could keep a few women in the house. That Monica isn’t bad."

Joe Ga stopped in his tracks, touched Nis’s forehead with his hand, and said, "Have you lost your mind? Encouraging your boyfriend to keep mistresses, what sort of move is that?"

Holding Joe Ga’s hand, Nis replied with a smile, "I just don’t want you to be distracted by a woman. And the best way to avoid distraction is for you to have her.

It’s really not a big deal. My father, uncles, and brother all got through it this way."

Joe Ga, embracing Nis’s shoulders, shook his head and said, "Then, do you think your mother, aunts, and sister-in-laws are happy?"

Nis said with a dreamy look in her eyes, "I don’t know. I think they should be happy.

Because they’ve stuck with their men through disasters until the end, they’ve gained respect from their men.

I want to stick with you till the end. If you don’t stop fighting, I won’t stop either.

Joe, you need someone to have children for you. Your ideals, career, wealth, and surname all need someone to inherit them.

I don’t know when I will be able to…"

Joe Ga waved his hand to stop Nis from continuing and laughed, "If you consider me a comrade-in-arms, then I think your behavior is somewhat normal.

But if you see yourself as my girlfriend, then you should follow your own heart.

You should get mad at me for being attracted to other women instead of helping me spread their legs.

If you behave like this, what are we? A gang of thugs?"

Nis, staring with her bright eyes at Joe Ga, said, "So you actually enjoy the feeling of ’not getting’? Doesn’t that bother you?"

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"What is all this about? Are we even on the same page?"

Saying this, Joe Ga saw Gino not far away, bringing a dozen beers to the guarding ’Spur’, then grinning as he pocketed a five-dollar tip…

Watching the boy smugly put the tip into his sister’s pocket, Joe Ga, with Nis in his arms, laughed and said, "Let’s not discuss this anymore…

I’m just not ready for a kid yet. It’s not bad to get some practice with these two children first.

As for you, the only thing you need to do is not to wrong yourself. If you don’t show jealousy, how would I know how important I am to you?"

As he spoke, Joe Ga paused, then incredulously pointed at his nose while gazing into Nis’s big eyes and said, "Could it really be that once obtained, it becomes worthless?"

Joe Ga’s strange expression made Nis laugh, and holding his hand she said, "I’m just very satisfied!"

Then, Nis, pulling Joe Ga, went to Adel’s side, picked up the sluggish little girl, and while heading to the second floor, she said with a laugh, "I’ll take her upstairs to see the ocean. You go to the control room. Those young people are quite good, very dedicated…"

Joe Ga, not understanding Nis’s attitude and unable to figure it out after a long thought, could only watch her go to the second floor, then he headed to the first-floor storeroom-turned-control room.

’Spur’ and his crew were quite professional. Deciding to turn this place into a ’safe house’ at the first opportunity, they set up surveillance cameras around the extensive seaside estate.

Previously, ’Orange Cat’ and ’Dart’ alternated duties here. Now, with the arrival of a few young people, they were finally free from this dull job.

A group of five, four men and one woman, had temporarily elected their leader, Tony. Upon seeing Joe Ga enter, he stood up promptly and respectfully greeted him with a "boss".

Joe Ga nodded, gestured for the others to continue working, then looked around the cramped storeroom and said with a smile, "This isn’t good. It’s too uncomfortable for so many people to be crammed in here.

Arrange for people to take turns on watch here, and let the rest find a comfortable place to continue working."

Tony and the others were quite intimidated by Joe Ga and were a bit disconcerted by his sudden kindness as they exchanged glances.

Tony, looking at Joe Ga, cautiously said, "Boss, we’re fine here."

Joe Ga, seeing Tony cringe, could guess the young people’s mental states, so he smiled and said, "You work for me, not as my slaves.

You receive a salary, and you can absolutely think of yourselves as tech staff at some high-tech company.

Labor laws in Central Africa are not that great, but I can pay you for overtime."

Joe Ga snapped his fingers several times in front of a few confused young people, bringing them back to their senses, then said with a smile, "Hey, legally speaking, you’re all free people.

It’s just that you can’t find a job in America now, so you joined P·B in order to put your learning to use.

Does that make you feel a bit better?"

Joe Ga’s words didn’t make them feel any better, they instead made the blonde girl cry...

This vulnerable girl covered her mouth, sobbing, "Boss, when can we call our families? They’ll be worried if they can’t contact me."

Joe Ga looked at a few equally downcast young people as if they were idiots, then pointed to the smartphones on the table and said, "What are you thinking?

P·B is a legitimate company, and you’re just employees. When the hell did I ever restrict you from making phone calls?

You’re only going to Central Africa for work, not being sold into slavery. How the hell should I emphasize it for you to believe?"

With that, Joe Ga pointed to his nose and added, "I kept you out of jail, you acknowledge that, right?"

"Yes!"

"So, it’s reasonable for you to work for me for three years, isn’t it?"

"Yes!"

"And if you want to leave, it’s fair that I ask you to train someone for your position to replace you before you go, correct?"

"Yes!"

"Then why do you keep giving me looks like you’d give a butcher? I was only counterattacking, I’m the victim here.

I’m taking out the people who wanted to hurt me; don’t you think that’s reasonable?"

Tony and his companions exchanged glances, then asked tentatively, "Boss, will you really let us go after a few years?"

Joe Ga nodded, "Train a few more people who can handle the work, and then you can go home anytime you want."

Saying this, Joe Ga felt something was off. Shaking his head, he exclaimed, "I’ve gotten caught up in your nonsense.

I never stopped you from going home; if you want to go back, just take a break, and when you’re rested, come back to work.

As I said, P·B is a legitimate contractor. It’s just that you’re working off debt.

Look, if you really don’t want to work for me, just pay me $300,000 as a ’lawyer’s fee.’ I can hire suitable people at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology with that money."

After Joe Ga finished speaking, Tony blinked in disbelief and said, "Boss, if we follow what you’re saying, will we be getting a hundred thousand US dollars per year after three years?"

Joe Ga looked at the odd expressions on the young people’s faces and spread his hands, saying, "To be exact, a hundred thousand after taxes. Plus, there’s free room and board where I am, as well as two months of paid vacation each year.

Fellas, don’t doubt P·B’s strength and sincerity. P·B’s people should be lions, but right now, you’re acting like mice."

Having said this, Joe Ga turned around, pulled Gino, who was eavesdropping by the door, into the room, then laughed and said, "I guess you guys wouldn’t dare make requests to anyone else. From now on, if you need anything, just go straight to Gino.

Except for drugs, he can provide you with anything you need."

Gino looked up at Joe Ga, pointing to his nose, "Me?"

Joe Ga shook his head, chuckled, and patted Gino’s head, "I’m picking up the tab!

From now on, these people are your responsibility; you’re in charge of their well-being.

Make a note of any equipment they need, then go find, well, just pick anyone...

As Joe Ga said this, he ruffled Gino’s head as if he carried a heavy responsibility, then laughed, "But to become a good manager, the first thing you need to do is learn.

I suggest starting with observing surveillance..."

After finishing, Joe Ga winked at Tony and the others, then smiled, waved them off, "I hear there’s something going on at sea, let’s go outside to talk. This place makes me uncomfortable..."

At that moment, Tony and the others truly recognized Joe Ga’s attitude. Excited, Tony stuffed a phone into the blonde girl’s hand, then swiftly packed up a laptop and a tablet, taking along a bespectacled Xiao Hei and followed Joe Ga out of the storage room, into a large reception room.

Seeing Joe Ga sit down, Tony, like an efficient secretary, came up to him, opened the computer, pointed at a photo of a yacht on the screen, and reported, "Boss, this is what we captured with the drone.

Henry has checked the yacht’s information and confirmed that it belongs to a Mexican import-export company. After comparing the data of that company, we suspect it’s related to the Gulf Cartel.

Boss, the people on board are also using drones for scouting, I would like to request to purchase a few jammers so that we can..."

Joe Ga listened, then magically pulled out a smartphone from his clothes and stuffed it into Gino’s hand, saying, "Your time to prove yourself has come. Write this down...

They want jammers, note the model and source of purchase. I’ll cover the costs, you’re responsible for getting the equipment."

Upon hearing this, Gino saluted eagerly, grinned, and declared, "Yes sir, mission will be accomplished."