After more than ten hours, the plane finally landed at New York JFK International Airport, after leaving the airport, there were already people to pick up, they were the first to come, two ordinary Mercedes-Benz cars, probably rented, the car out of the airport, directly to the Hilton Hotel in the city. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The first batch of people who came over was led by Song Jie, and as soon as he entered the room, Song Jie wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ou Ye.

"You don't have to say anything now, if there is anything to talk about tomorrow, let's take a break first, and pour down the jet lag."

Song Jie saw that Ou Ye might be really tired, so he said; "Okay boss, then you guys rest first, I'll go and order you something to eat, and then rest after eating."

After the two of them finished eating what Song Jie called for food, they went to sleep directly, and slept until the next morning, Ou Ye got on the plane from the imperial capital at two o'clock in the afternoon, and the time when he arrived in New York was also two o'clock in the afternoon, and then from the airport to the hotel, and then finished eating, it was only about five o'clock, and they slept for more than ten hours at once.

When they got up in the night, Song Jie also prepared breakfast.

"Boss, you eat something first, I'll report to you when you're done."

Ou Ye sat down and said; "Just say it, I'll just listen."

"Okay boss, after our investigation for a period of time, there are more than 500 large scrap car yards in the whole United States, and there are even more small ones, these scrap car yards are operated by some small gangs, including in various Chinatowns in the United States, there are also some scrap car yards, these are run by Chinese, we have got in touch with them, they heard that we are from China, they are still very enthusiastic, and they also promised to sell us scrap cars."

"We also contacted some other small gangs, but they didn't agree to sell us scrap cars, as if these small gangs have some big gangs behind them, and we just got in touch with them for the time being, and we didn't have in-depth contact."

"Don't worry about those for now, go to the Chinatown of this place after eating, collect the scrap cars in each Chinatown first, and talk about the rest slowly, we can't eat so many scrap cars at once." Ou Ye said while eating;

"Okay boss, then I'll contact the Tang gang here now, and I'll take you to see the scrap yard later."

After Song Jie finished speaking, he went to call, Ou Ye and they continued to eat, the food of this rice country was really unpalatable, Ou Ye didn't eat much, that is, he ate some casually.

"The boss has been contacted, when will we get over?"

Ou Ye wiped his mouth and said; "Then what are you waiting for, let's go now, but you don't need to go to so many people, just Song Jie and Xiaobao accompany me, and the others can do whatever they want."

The three of them got into a Mercedes-Benz and left, with Song Jie driving, because he was more familiar with this place, Ou Ye and Li Xiaobao were completely blind, and they didn't even figure out the southeast, northwest, and northwest.

Mercedes-Benz soon came to a scrap yard, heard Song Jie say that this is one of the largest scrap yards in New York, is run by Chinese, see this scrap yard, Ou Ye only knew what it means to pile up, a scrap car to hundreds of acres of land are piled up, this is not the most important, the most important thing is that these waste cars are not one by one on the ground, but stacked together, a car stacked with more than a dozen cars.

Just when Ou Ye looked at this scrap car yard, a few people came from a distance, among which the leader was a middle-aged man, and after Song Jie's introduction to Ou Ye, he knew that this middle-aged man was the boss of the gang in New York's Chinatown.

Before he could reach him, he opened his mouth and shouted; "Mr. Song, I'm sorry to be late."

Song Jie hurriedly said; "Hello Mr. Li, it's early for us. Come to Mr. Li, let me introduce you, this is my boss, Mr. Ou Ye. After Song Jie said hello to this Mr. Li, he hurriedly introduced Ou Ye.

"Hello Mr. Ou, welcome to Chinatown."

"Mr. Li is polite, let's take a look at these cars first." Ou Ye didn't talk so much nonsense, because he saw that just a few workers put a good car on a machine, and in an instant a car became a piece of scrap metal, which made Ou Ye feel distressed, this is all money.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect Mr. Ou to be so happy, okay, then let's look at the car first, but can I take the liberty of asking, what does Mr. Ou want so many scrap cars for?"

"Mr. Li, I'm really sorry, I can't say this." Ou Ye really didn't know how to tell him, saying that he was selling scrap iron, and he didn't even believe it.

"It's okay Mr. Ou, I also know that I asked abruptly, I'm really embarrassed." This Li gang leader hurriedly explained;

"It's okay Mr. Li, you still want to introduce me to these cars, how are you going to sell them to me?"

"Mr. Ou may also know that these waste cars are not worth much at all in the United States, if it were not for the laws of the United States, many people would throw these waste cars on the road, we just came to the door to pull these cars back, and then pressed the briquettes and sold them, to be honest, except for the mess, we can't make much money, just let everyone have something to eat."

"If Mr. Ou really wants, I will tell you a real price, everyone is Chinese, I will not say anything imaginary, these cars after we press the briquett, after the average, about 300 US dollars per car, if Mr. Ou wants, there is no need for us to trouble, I will give Mr. Ou cheaper, 260 US dollars a car you think?"

Ou Ye heard this offer, to be honest, he was still very excited, 300 US dollars a car, it was too cheap, 300 US dollars was only more than 2000 yuan, it was really cheap, he came to the United States this time, and brought 2 billion US dollars, if he bought scrap cars, how much would he buy, but he also knew that it was impossible, because to repair these scrap cars, a lot of gold is needed, not the gold sold outside, it is the gold given by the guy Jiling, that is to say, he has to buy a lot of scrap copper and rotten iron.

I look at a lot of them, but in fact, there are not many, and if I can buy a million cars, I will laugh, I should say that I am smiling when I sleep.

"Mr. Li, I think it's cheaper, so let's do it, I'll give you $500 for a car, and then you can get me more."

"Mr. Ou, you're not kidding, are you?"

"Do you think I'm joking?"

"Mr. Ou, although the price you give is very attractive, but I can't promise you, you also know that these scrap yards are run by various small gangs, if I rob their business, this matter may be a big problem, my own I sell to you, no one can say anything about this, but if I let others sell it to you, I'm afraid someone will come to me for trouble."

"Why don't I understand what you're talking about? I spend money to buy it, others sell it, why is there someone looking for trouble? ”

"Mr. Ou may not know that our scrap car yards used to sell these briquetted waste cars to a person, and this person can't afford to provoke the truth, it can also be said that he is a second-class dealer, after he collects these waste cars, he will sell them to some large steel mills, he is using this to make money, if I let others sell it to you, you think about what the consequences will be."