Chapter 68 [Meet the Big Coffee One]

After thinking of the strategy, Yang Yong grabbed the mobile phone on the desktop and called Harden. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info "Is there anything wrong with the boss calling me?" When the voice of the microphone came from the phone, Yang Yong asked slowly, "Where are you now, Harden!".

Yang Yong's question made Harden confused, and he didn't understand why Yang Yong called him at this time. But Harden was serious about this, and he knew that Yang Yong had called him to specify something, so he asked patiently. "Boss, I'm at the hotel right now, Chris and Smith are going to downtown Harrisburg, what's the matter with you?".

Hearing that Harden didn't go out for a stroll, Yang Yong relieved himself and said with a laugh. "You happen to be in the hotel, so you don't have to run back and forth, you come here, I'll discuss with you the strategy of auctioning the warehouse tomorrow, and study the details of the work. ”

As soon as Harden heard that it was a work matter, he quickly agreed, "Which boss I'll be there in 5 minutes," after hanging up the phone. Harden hurriedly packed his luggage, then changed into a more comfortable regular clothes, came to Yang Yong's room on the 6th floor with the key to his mobile phone wallet, and knocked on the door.

After knocking on the door a few times, Yang Yong opened the door, sent a text message, and then went to the kitchen to get a cup and gave him a cup of mellow and delicious green tea. After the master and servant sat down, Yang Yong wanted Harden to confess his long-planned work strategy, and explained the reasons in detail, which Harden listened very carefully.

Just after Yang Yong finished talking about his strategy, Harden was silent, his mind was spinning quickly, and he sat there in a daze without saying a word. Yang Yong didn't bother him or drank tea silently, waiting for Harden to finish thinking about his results, and after a few minutes, Harden breathed a sigh of relief, then picked up the teacup on the table, took a small sip, and then looked at Yang Yong, and said with admiration.

"Boss, no wonder you can make a fortune, you think about it too perfectly, we have more than a dozen big people. Uniforms appeared at the scene of the warehouse auction, who didn't look numb! This is going to the auction warehouse, this is going to play with life. It's not that the mafia doesn't need to be so ostentatious, making enemies everywhere, hitting walls everywhere, how can you do business in this way! ”

"But we have to make an appointment in advance about the code of the action, or the gesture, what kind of gesture indicates the start of the bidding. What kind of gesture is a unified action to flank the other party, and what kind of gesture is to stop bidding? ”

Ginger is still old and spicy, although Harden lives at the bottom of society, the standard grassroots class, but where is the life experience in his 40s. Occasionally mentioning an opinion can make yourself feel uncomfortable, which is why Yang Yong values Harden so much. Harden is not only loyal, but also a little smart, the most important thing is that Harden is his subordinate, the only normal person, who to consult with if he doesn't consult.

Harden, the only normal person, has to take part of the responsibility. The two men touched their heads and muttered and discussed for more than half an hour to establish what the 10 gestures meant. These 10 gestures were created by Yang Yong and Harden, and only two people understood the meaning.

For example, clenching your right hand into a fist and counting the second index finger towards the sky means bidding. And it is a bidding standard of $100, two fingers rushing into the sky is a standard of $200 bidding, and all the way to Wuzhi Mountain, that is $500. Each bidding, $500, in the warehouse auction industry, belongs to the sky-high standard, it cannot be said that there is none, but it rarely appears.

After discussing the gesture that only two people knew what it meant, Yang Yong divided the hands of the two people again. Harden with four stevedores in a group, Yang Yong with Chris and Johnson, plus new driver Statham in the second group. The two small units formed independent units, did not interfere with each other, and the Chinese side contacted each other by gesturing and cooperated with each other to take down the target warehouse at the lowest price. When it was really necessary, the two sides began to play double reeds, raise the price of each other, and scare others away.

Although this trick is a little inferior, it is shameless enough, but there is no way that the business field is so cruel, everyone is based on their own interests. There is no code of conduct, whoever is strong enough can survive, so Yang Yong has no psychological burden at all when he uses these indiscriminate tricks.

Time flies quickly, and when I woke up and opened my eyes, it was already 7 o'clock the next morning, Yang Yong took a shower and cleaned up Lisuo, and called all the employees up with the walkie-talkie. At 7:20 a.m., we met in the cafeteria, and it was explained on the intercom that everyone must wear their own regular clothes, and they were not allowed to wear their own work clothes.

As for what to wear, it's up to you to decide, jeans and T-shirts are anything you want. Even Yang Yong wears a shirt and cropped pants, leather sandals, a baseball cap and toad glasses, and carries a Dunhill satchel.

After breakfast, the Ford RV took the lead and used GPS navigation to go straight to the suburban warehouse company. Due to the early action of Yang Yong's team, when they arrived at the storage company, there were no vehicles or pedestrians nearby. In order to hide his identity, Harden boarded the No. 1 Mercedes-Benz van early and led his team to sit in the truck compartment to sort out his salary.

Yang Yong is here for Chris to organize the tools in my car No. 2, and Yang Yong is in the room in the RV. opened the car safe and took out 50,000 yuan in cash, distributed 25,000 to Harden, and carried $25,000 with himself.

As soon as 8 o'clock passed the warehouse area, many professional warehouse diggers who drove trucks came one after another, as well as staff who drove cars. At 8:10, thirty or forty people had gathered at the gate of the storage company.

Yang Yong led his team, holding a mini cigar here, and blended into the crowd in a low-key manner. Wandering around, suddenly, Yang Yong's eyes lit up, near the gate of the warehousing company, there was a team of 4 oriental faces.

Approaching and hearing that the language they spoke was Chinese, which he was extremely familiar with, Yang Yong was very excited at this time. In the warehouse treasure digging industry, there are really not many Chinese people to see. Yang Yong is also an old man in this circle, he has never seen a Chinese counterpart, and he looks very kind today.

So Yang Yong stepped forward to say hello with a smile and opened his mouth in standard Mandarin, "Hello everyone, it's really nice to see you here?" As soon as the other party heard Yang Yong speak Mandarin, he knew that Yang Yong was a standard dragon descendant. Since it is his own person, a few older Chinese people certainly have to say something, and they are stepping forward to shake hands with Yang Yong and introduce themselves.

It may be a little strange to everyone that Yang is always a standard Chinese-American young man, born and raised in the United States, but Yang Yong's Chinese language level is very solid. There is no problem with listening, reading and writing, and even in terms of Chinese education, Yang Yong's level can reach the level of graduating from high school. This Yang Yong can speak Chinese very well understood, after all, Yang Yong is a purebred Chinese, and his mother graduated from college, teaching Yang Yong to speak Chinese and write Chinese characters is not yet hand-to-hand.

Both sides are fellow countrymen and peers, and they are both descendants of dragons. In addition, Yang Yong is young and generally helped by several Chinese big brothers, these Chinese, as local snakes, have the obligation and ability to answer some insider stories about the Harrisburg warehouse auction industry for Yang Yong.

even told Yang Yong an extremely dangerous character, that is, not far from Yang Yong, on the other side of the gate, forming a small team of several people. The leader of them was a white man with a bald head, tattoos on the sides of both arms, and a living scorpion in particular on his head. This person is a big name in the Harrisburg auction industry, and he is also an extremely dangerous person, and he is also an unscrupulous despicable person, a white strong man nicknamed Scorpion.