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Chapter 45 Military Supplies Store? Feng Chaoyang's Friend
Yuanxiangju is a famous private restaurant with an elegant environment, making it very suitable for banquets and gatherings.
Because the business is so popular, you need to make a reservation in advance if you want to dine here.
Feng Chaoyang has a wide circle of friends, and the owner of this shop, surnamed Wang, is also one of his customers.
I also enjoy collecting antiques and the like, partly as a personal hobby and partly as a way to invest and preserve value.
The things I bought weren't expensive; the most expensive one was only two or three hundred thousand.
That's why he wasn't invited to this high-end, small-scale auction.
However, Feng Chaoyang would contact Boss Wang whenever he found a good item at a reasonable price.
And they wouldn't deliberately try to cheat him with counterfeit goods, so after two years of dating, they've become good friends.
If Feng Chaoyang had any clients he wanted to entertain, he would come here.
The food was delicious, and the elegant environment was perfect for conversation.
"This looks good, try it!"
"I know you like meat, try this!"
"Yes, let's act like we're eating at home!"
Chen Huai'an picked up a piece of beef and put it on Lin Wan's plate, showing absolutely no politeness.
Knowing that this girl liked to eat meat, and worried that she might be too shy to pick up her chopsticks, I kept putting food on her plate.
To outsiders, this intimate behavior is simply a boyfriend's tender care for his girlfriend, a sign of affection.
After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, everyone started chatting.
Feng Chaoyang and Zhou Hongsheng were chatting animatedly, their arms around each other's shoulders, and even President Zhou next to them curiously joined in.
"Is the environment and facilities at that venue really as good as you say?"
"Absolutely, Lao Zhou and I are both VIP members, and we even formed a team."
"I also enjoy playing paintball. If it's available where you are, I'd love to join!"
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhou, our team is the strongest!"
"Is there anything else I need to prepare to join?"
Chen Huai'an, who was listening nearby, realized that they were discussing a live-action CS (Counter-Strike) field base.
This type of game, which evolved from online games to real-person offline battles, is very popular.
People of all ages, from sixteen or seventeen to over fifty, enjoy playing this game.
He used to be very interested in this kind of game.
In the last few days, I've handled an M1911 pistol and even a Type 37 submachine gun, all of which are real weapons.
Looking back at the water guns that I used to think were really cool, it's like an adult playing a children's game, and I immediately lost interest.
The field base that Feng Chaoyang mentioned was located in the suburbs.
It covers a large area, including not only abandoned indoor buildings but also jungles, mountains, and other environments.
However, the membership fee is quite high, making it a bit difficult for ordinary wage earners to play.
However, the people at the table are all high-status business owners who are not short of money. They wouldn't go if it were too cheap and the environment was bad!
When Feng Chaoyang heard that President Zhou was interested, how could he possibly pass up this opportunity to win over a client and build a closer relationship?
He tilted his head back, took a sip of wine, and began his enthusiastic introduction.
"The base will provide equipment such as guns and protective gear."
There's nothing wrong with the water guns; the ones from the base will do.
However, I still recommend buying military uniforms and protective gear yourself outside.
Besides being clean, it also looks better and more realistic.
In pursuit of realism, our team even bought our own bulletproof vests!
The bulletproof vests provided by the base were just props; you wouldn't feel anything when you wore them.
In order to pursue authenticity, our team purchased the US military "Dragonscale Armor" bulletproof vests from outdoor military surplus stores.
This isn't some counterfeit product like those on Taobao; it's a genuine military-grade bulletproof vest that can stop 7.62mm rifle bullets!
Mr. Zhou raised an eyebrow, a look of surprise on his face: "Is it really military grade? I asked at a military surplus store, and they do sell it, but you need a security company or other formalities to purchase it."
Bulletproof vests are military uniforms and cannot be bought or sold privately.
However, bulletproof vests do not fall under the category of "weapons," so according to relevant laws, ordinary citizens can legally possess civilian bulletproof vests.
However, they can only be legally sold in authorized military surplus stores under certain circumstances.
Moreover, there are many counterfeit bulletproof vests and stab-proof vests on online platforms nowadays, which are provided for military enthusiasts to collect.
When worn, it's impossible to tell whether it's military or civilian.
However, purchasing the U.S. military's "Dragonscale Armor" body armor is not so easy.
If a stranger went to a military surplus store to ask, they would definitely be told they didn't have it.
Mr. Zhou is also a military enthusiast, and he has collected quite a few military equipment models at home.
Now that he heard it was the real thing, he couldn't help but move even closer.
Feng Chaoyang laughed smugly, "I'll take you to my friend's military surplus store another day. You can buy whatever you like there, and even pre-order models that aren't available. It's guaranteed to be authentic, and he'll handle the paperwork. Don't worry, Lao Zhou!"
Mr. Zhou raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Lao Feng!"
The two exchanged a smile and even changed how they addressed each other.
The friendship between men is so simple and unpretentious. After a few drinks and some shared interests, they can immediately become best buddies with their arms around each other!
Chen Huai'an's eyes darted around, and he said, "Brother Feng, could you send me your location too?"
"Brother Chen is interested too?" Feng Chaoyang smiled in surprise and took out his phone to send a location.
He patted his chest and promised, "Mention my name, Lao Feng, and I'll give you a 20% discount. Anything you can't buy elsewhere, my friend can get it for you!"
After thinking for a moment, he added, "However, this kind of thing is illegal after all, and you'll be fined if you get caught, so you should keep a low profile when you go in, and it's best to talk to him privately."
Chen Huai'an nodded solemnly in agreement: "I understand!"
We're all people of the underworld; we all understand the intricacies of it all.
Some things are fine to do privately, but if you bring them out into the open, it doesn't look good for anyone.
Lin Wan quietly ate her meat, appearing indifferent and simply enjoying the food.
From her appearance, she looks like an innocent young girl who has never experienced the ways of the world.
But beneath his seemingly indifferent exterior, his ears were receiving all the information on the table.
Especially when they heard about bulletproof vests, they even subconsciously tilted their little heads in that direction.
As an undercover worker, I am particularly sensitive to these things.
The Republic of China also had bulletproof vests, but they were all made of special steel, making them bulky and only able to protect against handgun bullets.
If you are hit by a rifle bullet, it will still penetrate your body.
Even so, only a few wealthy people and high-ranking generals had such guards.
So when she heard that it could protect against 7.62mm rifle bullets, her little hand holding chopsticks paused.
A curious thought popped into my head: "I wonder what future bulletproof vests will look like?"
The meal wasn't finished until around 2 PM.
Chen Huai'an's destination was just two streets away, so he politely declined Zhou Hongsheng's offer to take them there.
He turned and smiled, "Let's take a walk to digest our food. I'll take you to a fun place!"