Chapter 135: Selling War Is the Real Profit
Many people feel that the constant occurrence of various shootings in the free Western world is a blow to the arms industry.
After all, there was something wrong with the gun you sold, which caused a tragedy.
Even if there is nothing wrong with it legally, it will at least be attacked by public opinion.
But the reality is just the opposite.
In countries where guns can be freely owned, the more shootings occur, the more it encourages people who originally did not have guns to buy them.
Because when facing a bad guy with a gun, the only way to protect yourself is to have a gun yourself.
As a result, everyone fell into internal competition.
The arms industry is experiencing significant positive news.
Jiang Wanxing leaned back on the sofa and said lazily, "Several major gun associations in the United States are getting together to continue their campaign to sell guns. I'm wondering... should Gray Iron Delta join in the fun."
After hearing what she said, Rong Shuyan was confused.
"Such an important decision is made by you?"
"What do you think?"
Jiang Wanxing glanced at him.
"I'm really awesome. My words are my final say. I have the final say on this matter!"
Rong Shuyan looked at her again.
In fact, Rong Shuyan can now guess that Jiang Wanxing may be one of the 21 chief instructors of the Gray Iron Delta.
But such an important decision should not be made by one person.
Jiang Wanxing looked at the night sky outside the window, repeatedly thinking about the pros and cons of this matter.
In fact, what she said just now contained a bit of bragging.
The reason why she made the decision alone was because she was not online when the vote was taken today.
There are 21 chief instructors in the Gray Iron Delta, and they voted on this matter.
Ten people think that they shouldn't join in the fun, and ten people think that they can make more money by losing their conscience.
Now only Jiang Wanxing has not voted.
And her vote played a decisive role in this matter.
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Wanxing said, "Actually, I know this isn't a good thing. After all, we're not selling guns to chaotic areas. Those who get hurt or even die are civilians."
Rong Shuyan narrowed his eyes and said, "If you don't sell now, they will find someone else to buy it. After all, even if all arms dealers in the United States stop selling guns now, most of the people who will be harmed are people who don't own guns."
Things like arms are different from drugs.
Drugs are harmful and have no benefits, so of course the less you eat, the better.
In countries where gun ownership is legal, most people use arms as a weapon for self-defense.
When you don't have a gun, the bad guys win by just pulling out a gun.
Jiang Wanxing asked, "So, do you think we should sell it?"
Rong Shuyan nodded very naturally.
"You have to think clearly about the cause and effect of the matter. The reason why American people rushed to buy guns this time was not because they wanted to hurt others.
Rather, they were frightened by the shooting, so they took precautionary measures in advance."
Hearing this, Jiang Wanxing smiled a little helplessly.
"If this matter were so simple, would I be so entangled now?"
"Hmm?" Rong Shuyan raised his eyes and looked at her.
Jiang Wanxing said seriously, "Not everyone buys guns out of panic and a desire for self-defense. Many people buy guns out of rebellion because they think the US government wants to restrict citizens from owning guns."
After saying this, Jiang Wanxing continued talking to himself.
"But American arms dealers are really, really rich. Many people say that 10 percent of the people control 90 percent of the wealth.
America’s super-rich have hidden $7.8 trillion in various institutions in Switzerland and the Caribbean to avoid taxes.”
Jiang Wanxing narrowed his eyes with a smile on his face.
"How much is this money exactly? Take a guess."
Rong Shuyan looked at her without saying anything.
Jiang Wanxing subconsciously touched his pocket, but found that he didn't bring any cigarettes today.
So, she continued with a smile: "This amount of money accounts for 7 to 8 percent of all household wealth in the world."
Rong Shuyan nodded again, "Almost."
Jiang Wanxing's eyes shone with a cunning glint. "Then guess again, how much of this money comes from the arms trade?"
Hearing this, Rong Shuyan seemed to think for a moment, then asked tentatively, "One tenth?"
"Damn, you guessed it right!"
Jiang Wanxing patted Rong Shuyan's shoulder.
"According to my information, approximately 11.6 percent of this money comes from the arms trade."
One tenth may sound like a small amount, but it depends on how big the base number is.
That’s one-tenth of $7.8 trillion!
And these are not all the assets of the rich.
The arms trade is not a highly profitable industry; the profits are only slightly higher than those of ordinary industrial products.
War-mongering is the real profiteering.
It can influence the fate of a war or even a country.
This is the real way for arms dealers to make money.
Rong Shuyan didn't talk much, so Jiang Wanxing told him everything.
"In fact, when I went to those chaotic areas to sell arms, I didn't feel any psychological pressure at all. I just died. Even if I didn't sell them guns, they would still kill each other with knives.
But when guns flow into peaceful areas, I feel a great deal of psychological pressure."
Rong Shuyan said in a calm voice, "Actually, you can't think of it that way. It's not the arms dealers who are causing the proliferation of guns, but local policies.
Gun ownership is legal in the local area. When people heard that the government was going to restrict citizens from owning guns, they immediately rushed to buy guns. Why should the arms dealers worry about something they themselves don't care about?
Legal gun ownership is a right granted to citizens by local officials, and purchasing guns is their freedom. This is a consensus reached by everyone.
If you don't sell them, there are plenty of people who do. You say you're doing this for the safety of ordinary people, but in reality you're violating their right to freely bear arms."
"..." Jiang Wanxing: "If you say that, I'm going to break down."
Rong Shuyan: "That's the reality."
Jiang Wanxing: “…”
That’s fucking awesome!
So magical!
Jiang Wanxing no longer hesitated, leaned back on the sofa, and looked at Rong Shuyan with a smile on his face.
Rong Shuyan didn't understand why.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Jiang Wanxing asked, "Has Huo Yaojie come to see you again these past two days?"
"No." Rong Shuyan shook his head. "He should still be staying in Ningcheng. I just don't know what the purpose of his trip is."
"Okay, I know now."
Jiang Wanxing sneered, "He's coming for me. The US market is so huge, the Gray Iron Delta products must be sold there first. He might want to place an order with me."
In many areas, weapons are not available just by having money.
Peacock...also known as Sangbo, has been in Southeast Asia in recent years. Although weapons are sold there, the quantity and caliber of the guns are strictly limited.
If the Gray Iron Delta increases the number of guns it sends to the United States, it will inevitably reduce the share it sells to them.
As for buying from someone else...
Sorry, Southeast Asia is too close to the Gray Iron Delta.
Anyone who dares to sell there is tantamount to slapping the face of the Gray Iron Delta.
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