Chapter 566: Make a fortune with a fake

"So he started practicing the black method since he was a child, and when he grew up, he became a famous head lowering master in Malaysia?" I couldn't help but ask. Kaohsiung nodded, saying that anyway, the rumors said that the ghost king was a typical six relatives who did not recognize, and often said that as long as he was willing to pay enough money, it was okay for him to surrender to his own father.

I've heard this before, and I thought to myself that if a person reaches this realm, it is really invincible.

Azan MAN charged 75,000 baht for Mr. Tang's thorn talisman, and the rest earned 10,000 yuan, and I split the account with Kaohsiung, and each earned 5,000 yuan. In the evening, I invited the three of them to KTV to sing as usual, Kaohsiung can only cooperate with Huang Chengcheng here, the two of them have fun singing, and I sit on the sofa with Wu Di to drink beer and watch the excitement, and occasionally come up to two songs, of course, it must be in the interval when Gao Huang and Huang are tired of singing and go to the toilet to release water.

When Mr. Tang returned to Guangzhou, I stayed in Bangkok, and the apartment in Kaohsiung was safe and cleaner than before. In a nearby mobile phone store, I saw a new LG mobile phone, the appearance is very fashionable and beautiful, according to the young female clerk said that it is currently the hottest seller, the whole mobile phone is like a carefully polished mirror, the back shell is still metal. At that time, it was rare for the mobile phone shell to have metal materials, and the price was more than 3,000 when I asked, and the V3 in my hand was already a little old, and I fell twice, and I often couldn't get a call, so I simply replaced it.

What happened to Mr. Tang later was also learned by me one after another. He actually got in touch with Huang Chengcheng and began to peddle fake Buddhist cards in Guangzhou, of course, he couldn't open a store, but only released it privately in his circle of friends. Therefore, Huang Chengcheng understands Mr. Tang's dynamics much faster than me. Mr. Tang's business is a fake certificate, since the assassination, may want to change, but also feel that the profit of fake certificate is low, so he began to change his career to make fake wine. He united with several accomplices and pooled millions of yuan to rent equipment to specialize in making famous wine, which was then sold in online stores and large, medium and small supermarkets.

It is said that Huang Chengcheng provided a lot of technical support to Mr. Tang, and although it was all verbal, it also benefited Mr. Tang a lot. Two people who specialize in counterfeiting smell like each other, and I am very disgusted. But out of curiosity, I asked Huang Chengcheng to tell me if he had any news about Mr. Tang.

This business front is quite long, from beginning to end for more than half a year, in order to ensure integrity, I will finish Mr. Tang's affairs first.

It was two months later, and I happened to be still in the Bangkok jewelry store. At lunchtime, Huang Chengcheng said that Mr. Tang had not been looking for him to buy goods for a long time, and he heard that the tobacco and alcohol business was doing very well, and fake cigarettes and liquor were sold all over the south, and they were in short supply. He sighed: "I didn't expect this Yin Dharma Thorn Talisman to be effective, now I call Boss Tang, he ignores it, saying that he doesn't have time to help me sell Buddha cards, and someone asks for tobacco and alcohol every day, so he can't be busy at all!"

"Certificates are not needed by everyone, and tobacco and alcohol are different," I said, "Chinese love to smoke, love to drink more, wherever there are Chinese, there is no worry about sales, it seems that this Mr. Tang is difficult not to get rich." Huang Chengcheng nodded in agreement, his eyes full of envy. I said what do you have to envy, the business of the jewelry store is not enough for you to eat, do you want to do fake tobacco and alcohol business, that is a lack of great virtue, fake cigarettes are fine, fake wine can drink people to death and drink blind.

Huang Chengcheng said: "Don't worry, Boss Tian, I am a law-abiding merchant bank, and I must not sell fake cigarettes and alcohol!" I thought to myself, you are not much better at selling fake jewelry. While eating and chatting, I always feel uneasy, if it is really the effect of the Yin Law Thorn Talisman, then Mr. Tang sells so many fake cigarettes and wine, am I not an accomplice? That is what is called making any money, as a brand dealer, should I make this kind of money? For me, it is a profit of 5,000 yuan, and Mr. Tang has made more than tens of thousands of dollars in the past few months of fraud, and how many people have been cheated.

To be honest, I regretted it a little, and after dinner, I called Kaohsiung in the dormitory, told me about Mr. Tang, and said half-jokingly: "I really want to ask Huang Chengxin to inquire about Mr. Tang's nest in Guangzhou, so I simply called the Industrial and Commercial Bureau and reported him!" I thought Kaohsiung would support it, but I didn't expect him to strongly oppose it, saying that this kind of thing must not be done.

I was a little stunned and didn't understand what he meant, and Kaohsiung told me: "For brand dealers, customers are God, and their information must be kept strictly confidential." The most important thing is that customers can do business with you because they trust you, otherwise who can make a payment before they see anyone? How many normal people are willing to spend money to invite home this kind of thing? This is the kind of money we earn, or we will starve to death! If you want to report something illegal when you see a customer doing something illegal, it will gradually become a habit, and where will anyone dare to look for you in the future?"

These words made me think about it for several days, and I felt that it seemed to make sense, and I was very conflicted. As Kaohsiung said, most customers are not normal, of course, not the abnormal kind of psychopath, but abnormal desires. Either you are not greedy enough, or you are carried away by unrealistic emotions, or you are either stealing or cheating, or you are treacherous or stealing. If I don't do this kind of business in the future, then I will hardly have anything to eat, and the kind of customers who share their lives and just want to wear a genuine card to make their lives more colorful are really few, and most of them have excessive demands.

Contradiction is contradiction, and in the end I was knocked down by reality, and continued to be my card merchant, taking over my business, making money from those customers, and soon forgot about it. I got Mr. Tang's news again, or through Huang Chengcheng. That day, I traveled from Shenyang to Bangkok to help an old classmate do the Lushi empowerment, and when the classmate returned to Shenyang, I stayed in the jewelry store for a few more days. In the evening of that day, Huang Chengcheng came back from outside in a hurry, and Wu Di ignored his greetings and walked straight into the bedroom. I came out to look at Wu Ho, and I all walked to the bedroom door and looked in through the gap.

This bedroom door is also old enough, just the most ordinary wooden door, there is no need to pick the lock at all, and anyone who weighs more than one hundred and fourteen can break it with his shoulder. The door crack is also more pronounced, at least two millimeters wide. Wu Di's head and I went up and down, and we both approached the gap and looked in, and found Huang Chengcheng sitting at the small table, taking out a paper envelope from his leather bag, and pulling out two banknotes, judging from the color, it should be 100 yuan yuan. He looked at the two coins repeatedly, front, back, and backlight, and looked at them with a magnifying glass, nodding his head as he looked.

"It's good, it's good!" Huang Chengcheng sighed. Suddenly, I leaned forward and pushed the bedroom door open, but it didn't lock it. Huang Chengcheng was startled, almost sat on the ground from a small stool, and quickly hid the two coins behind him.