Soon, the sound of braking came from outside—the owner of Armed Nation had returned, greeted Sieg, and Allen Zhang also came out to the hall upon hearing this. He hadn't had the chance to meet with the other party last time, but this time, he saw that he was also a tall and thin middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a lawyer carrying a briefcase by his side.
"I apologize for the wait, I had some private matters to attend to. Now I have the time to help my friend handle the gun store transaction. First, I want to thank you for the favor you did for me last time, successfully escorting the shipment of military equipment to Wells Fargo Bank, which was a huge help to me. Of course, I will agree to your requests."
The owner of Armed Nation said with a smile: "Coincidentally, my friend is getting out of the business and left the weapons store for me to handle. I've told you the details already. If you don't mind, let's go take a look at that gun store first."
