The rain was pouring outside the window, and the house was a little cool.

Outside the huge wooden complex, many black-uniformed special operators patrolled, and beyond that, there were groups of training in the rain.

There was a loudspeaker hanging from a towering tree, and the loudspeaker played "Athletes' March".

Obviously, those foreign special fighters are used to listening to this tune.

Just like the students at the beginning, they gathered on the playground as soon as they heard the music.

The horn was hung on the board, and the music was also picked by him.

In Bancun's words, this is called cultural export.

A breeze blows in, and the air smells of earth and greenery.

Li Yan and Jiang Yang chatted about work, lying on the sofa and playing with the snake on the mobile phone, playing is called a serious one.

"It's too poor."

Jiang Yang muttered after hearing this and took a sip of tea.

Li Yan nodded and sighed, "Compared to before, it's a bit poor."

"No, no, no."

Jiang Yang shook his head: "I mean, Laos is too poor."

After that, Jiang Yang put a piece of information in front of Li Yan.

"This is Laos' total GDP in 2002."

Jiang Yang pointed to the string of numbers above and said, "The annual GDP of the entire country is less than 2 billion US dollars."

"It's just a piece of chicken feathers."

Jiang Yang said helplessly: "It's hard for me to imagine that a country's GDP is not as much as the money that our company makes in two months."

Li Yan said: "Then you have to develop hard, this is not asking for hardship."

Jiang Yang smiled bitterly: "I originally wanted to find a soft persimmon to pinch."

"Who ever wanted to find a rotten persimmon."

"It's more than soft."

Jiang Yang pinched his eyebrows: "It's just a weak lump of cotton."

Li Yan smiled after hearing this, "I take back what I just said."

"It seems that the money we have left is enough for the output value of the whole of Laos for three years."

"It's no wonder that the capital here is always close to you, and it will satisfy you for almost anything."

Li Yan said, "I was a little confused when I first came, but now I finally understand."

"You alone have more money than their entire country."

"What a country that is truly rich!"

Li Yan sighed.

Jiang Yang said: "This kind of country, it is not interesting to be invincible."

"The crux of the matter is that we have too little cash on hand right now."

Jiang Yang pointed to the map, looked at Li Yan and said, "The entire 11 countries in Southeast Asia, with a total population of only 6 or 700 million, if you expect to make a fortune from these people, it is not really in our country."

"So."

Jiang Yang's pen circled several sea areas on the map, and said: "The Bay of Bengal, the Andaman Sea, Jakarta, etc., including the sea area connecting Timor-Leste to Victoria, will build our own wharf, and we now need a large number of cargo ships, as well as oil tankers."

"Boats."

Jiang Yang said, "We need to build a lot of ships."

At this time, the map of China is like a rooster, and the countries of Southeast Asia are like the claws of a rooster extending out.

Further beyond the claw, there is a vast sea.

"Global trade has just begun, and everyone is exchanging tentatively."

"When this exchange is over and you really start trading, someone has to think about some practical issues."

"For example......

Jiang Yang's pen tapped on the map: "Transportation."

"Selling domestic products to Southeast Asia is just one of our strategies."

"Occupying this place and looking across the sea is our real goal."

Jiang Yang held his chin: "We think so, and those merchants on the other side of the sea must think the same way."

"As it stands, ocean logistics companies are expensive and costly."

"Those businessmen have to worry that the price of logistics will rise at any time, and the shipping company is worried that there will be empty warehouses and run at a loss."

"So there aren't many people who do shipping now, and most of those businessmen choose air logistics."

Jiang Yang said in a low voice: "The point is that there is a very fatal problem for them."

Li Yan looked at Jiang Yang and listened carefully.

Jiang Yang said, "Pirates."

Li Yan was shocked: "Hai ...... Pirates of the seas?"

For a while, he stammered.

"Yes."

Jiang Yang nodded: "Pirate."

"Those people make a living by robbing ships, and often squatting near some weak countries or on the high seas to guard ships, especially commercial freighters, have become their special targets for robbery."

"Those guys are doing murder and extortion."

Jiang Yang said: "This is a headache for all shipping companies."

Li Yan was speechless: "It's too scary.

Jiang Yang shook his finger: "But we don't have to worry about this."

After that, he pointed to the special operators who were training outside, and said, "The Black Eagle International Security Company is specialized in cleaning up the pirate trade."

"Those pirates meet them like rats meet cats."

Jiang Yang said, "So we have unique conditions."

"Just think about it."

"If we penetrate domestic products into the whole of Southeast Asia, and then open up channels for those countries across the coast to transport them out from various ports."

"At the very least, this ensures that our own shipping companies and vessels can meet our day-to-day business needs."

Jiang Yang pondered: "On this basis, we can also take over the shipping business of various countries."

Bancun was lying on the sofa, listening to the chat between the two and becoming interested.

He sat up, looked at Jiang Yang and said, "Brother, you have always said that shipping is just the same as those logistics companies, just one runs on the ground and the other runs in the water, one is a car, and the other is a ship."

Jiang Yang nodded, "Yes."

Bancun didn't quite understand: "Why is our business still getting more and more backwards."

"Brother, you said that we finally got mixed up until now, what kind of high-tech, finance, we have also done it."

"If you don't do so much bullish trading, why do you have to do logistics?"

Itachi scratched his head: "How cheesy this thing is."

Jiang Yang looked at Bancun and said, "Cheesy is cheesy, but it's very profitable."

I don't believe it: "You can make a lot of money by running a logistics, it's better to build a car and a mobile phone."

Jiang Yang sat on the sofa and said, "You are very wrong."

"The reason why you understand this way is because you don't know anything about shipping."

Jiang Yang said: "Things like freighters are more profitable than you think those so-called profitable businesses, and far more profitable than you think."

Bancun still doesn't believe it: "How profitable?"

Jiang Yang thought for a while and said, "I once understood that a super freighter with a full tonnage of 300,000 tons, if it is calculated as a trip every half a month when there is no shortage of containers, then in less than three months, the net profit can be about the same as the GDP of a small country like Laos in a year."

"We have limited financial strength, so we will calculate it according to the standard of 100,000 tons of full load class."

"Your brain circuitry is also limited, so I'll give you a simple example."

Jiang Yang looked at the board and continued: "I spent 200 million US dollars to build a cargo ship, and I can earn back 2 billion in a year."

"In other words, if I build a boat, then it is equivalent to having a country like Laos that works for me all year round."

"If you build one like this, then what about ten, twenty, or hundred?"

"Isn't it cool enough if there are 100 countries like Laos that generate all the GDP for the whole year?"

Ban Cun's saliva came down: "Cool."

Jiang Yang leaned back in his chair, stared at the map and muttered to himself, "Of course, the premise of all this is that we have to constantly have business, needs, and ensure our own safety."

"And to do that, we need more cash to pave the way."

"Trouble."

Jiang Yang frowned and threw the pen on the table.