Chapter 732: A Book of Ten Thousand Profits

After half an hour of high-speed driving, the road finally came to an end, not far ahead, under the inky sky, there was an endless sea, the waves undulating with the night wind, and the sound of the waves was like a wild beast roaring. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Dahao stepped on the brakes and said to Ye Linyan: "Get out of the car." Then he picked up his backpack and pushed the door open.

"What are we doing here?" There is no moon in the sky, only dozens of loose stars dotted, and the visibility is very poor, getting down from the co-pilot, Ye Linyan swept around, the black hole was empty, and no half of the figure was found, so she couldn't help asking.

Jiang Dahao ignored it, took out a flashlight and turned it on, a beam of strong light shook in his hand a few times, and not long after, two figures walked slowly from the front, as if they were hidden in the waves before.

"Brother Yang." Jiang Dahao stepped forward quickly and had a bear hug with a medium-sized man, who was the leader of the Salter mercenaries, King Yang Bin, but he didn't wear a mask at the moment, and that face was nothing special except for the sharp edges and slight vicissitudes of life.

"Shadow, why are you still planning to take this girl with you?" Yang Bin glanced at Ye Linyan behind Jiang Dahao, and said lightly, before, he led his subordinates to capture Ye Linyan alive, which can be regarded as giving the latter a small dismount.

"She is my friend, the strength of the three major specialties in Huaxia, just call her Xiaoye." Jiang Dahao briefly introduced.

"Brother Yang." Ye Linyan barely screamed, but her heart was very crooked, how could she not tell that the middle-aged man in front of her was the head of the group that captured her before, dare to be affectionate, all this was arranged by Jiang Dahao, playing tricks on herself, is it fun?

What Ye Linyan didn't know was that this was not Jiang Dahao's idea, the world of mercenaries has strict rules, before each action, it is necessary to determine the skills of all the participants, if it must be an unqualified burden, then even Jiang Dahao's face will not work, the reason is very simple, the transaction is high-risk and high-return, it is inevitable that there will be accidents, when fighting for life, who wants to bring a drag oil bottle by his side.

No one in the world is willing to lose their lives for no reason, not afraid of god-like opponents, but afraid of pig-like teammates.

Yang Bin hummed lightly, didn't show too friendliness, turned his head and commanded a few words at a person next to him, and then the man took out two flashlights and waved them in the direction of the sea.

Not long after, a cargo ship seven or eight meters long slowly approached from the sea, Yang Bin took the lead, and Jiang Dahao followed behind with Ye Linyan.

Bow your head and burrow into a makeshift cabin in the cabin, about five or six square meters, fixed with four long benches, a square table in the middle, and a kerosene lamp on the table, very simple, like a return to the countryside of the sixties and seventies.

Jiang Dahao and Ye Linyan sat side by side, Yang Bin sat opposite, and a black man withdrew with a pot of tea and closed the wooden door.

"The ship will leave now, and we will arrive at noon tomorrow, and the other side has already been contacted, and the other party has promised to sit down and talk." Yang Bin poured three cups of tea, gave Jiang Dahao a cigarette, lit one himself, and sprayed two strings of smoke from his nostrils, without shying away from the topic.

Since Jiang Dahao was able to take Ye Linyan with him, it showed absolute trust, and Yang Bin naturally would not treat Ye Linyan as an outsider.

"How sure is the situation over there?" Jiang Dahao asked.

"Grasp no more than 30 percent, the other party is composed of three parties, in addition to one side of the local armed forces accounted for 40 percent, the European side is an old family threading the needle and shadow thread accounted for 10 percent, the Ye family is responsible for capital investment and business management, monopolizing 50 percent, I heard that there have been people who want to get involved, but they are turned away." Yang Bin groaned, and a pair of thick eyebrows wrinkled: "The current situation over there is a bit chaotic, Marshal Sirka has not been in power for a long time, the foundation is not yet solid, and there are constant contradictions between the forces of all parties. ”

Jiang Dahao basically knew about these situations before, and he didn't show the slightest surprise at this time, he took a sip of warm tea, and said flatly: "It's okay, it's just a salute before the soldiers, I didn't expect it to be too smooth, in China, the Ye family naturally has to abide by the rules, but a certain country itself is a political instability, armed divisions in various places, and the truth that the weak eat the strong, everyone is just a gold digger with red eyes for the mine." ”

Yang Bin's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he smiled a little boldly: "Haha, okay, if you can negotiate cooperation, why don't you mind helping each other, take one more deposit, everyone benefits, if the negotiation collapses, then why don't we pull a small local force to cooperate, eat alone and save the outflow of fat and water, if the other party does not cooperate, then the whole thing will be collected... The other party now has a gold mine and a small diamond mine in his hands, and the profit is less than one billion US dollars a year. ”

No wonder the Ye family's cash flow is so sufficient, casually lose 400 million and Honghui to consume, just from a certain African country, a profit of 500 million US dollars a year, 4 billion soft Ming currency is just a profit of more than a year and a few months, according to inquiring, the Ye family's overseas "gold rush" has not been less than five years, and the foundation is very abundant.

"How much will it cost the government to take down a titanium mine?"

Yang Bin opened five fingers: "A total of 4 billion US dollars, 30 years of property rights, paid in three installments, the first capital of 2 billion US dollars in the initial stage, the annual profit will not be less than 600 million US dollars, six years will almost return to the capital, the next 24 years of net profits, this is still a conservative estimate." ”

Good guys, invest in a mine, 500% profit, and at the current transaction price, you know, the currency is printed by various governments, and it will only depreciate with inflation, and the ore mined underground is really non-renewable, so when the property rights expire in 30 years, it is not uncommon to be ten times the input and output, and it is a million profits!

Of course, there are many consortium forces in the world staring at the mineral resources of some African countries, but there are very few who can really get a piece of the pie, the reason is very simple, the political situation of those countries themselves is not very stable, the domestic forces are entrenched, and there will be armed conflicts from time to time.

"Okay, you're tired after a day's flight, just rest here, there will be no wind and waves at sea tonight and tomorrow, you can sleep peacefully." After discussing the general situation, Yang Bin snorted, got up and walked outside, leaving this somewhat shabby hut to Jiang Dahao and the others.

"Don't ask, you'll know when you get to the place tomorrow, take care of your spirits, this time it's not easy." Seeing that Ye Linyan wanted to speak and stopped, with a suspicious look on her face, Jiang Dahao just smiled, took out a jacket from her backpack and threw it to her: "This ship is going south, a certain country is not far from Antarctica, don't fall asleep and freeze." ”

At the end of the sentence, Jiang Dahao lay down on a bench, using his backpack as a pillow, and his body was nothing more than a thin casual suit.

(End of chapter)