The next day, early in the morning.

Chinatown entrance, Aunt Ma's breakfast shop.

Gao Jun held fried dough sticks and drank porridge, and the only familiar breakfast that could be late in a foreign country was Chinatown.

Of course, you can also see ghosts.

Nie Zhenbang took out the money and stopped Gao Jun, who was about to pay, "Cousin, how can you make you pay." ”

Turning his head and smiling, he said, "Aunt Ma, how much." ”

"$1."

Ah Bang put the money on the table, Aunt Ma looked at Gao Jun who was sitting, lowered her voice and said, "This is your relative?" ”

"My cousin."

Aunt Ma looked at Gao Jun, "It looks quite rich." ”

"I don't know about this, the money is here, you are busy." Nie Zhenbang waved his hand, obviously not wanting to say more about this matter.

Looking at their backs, Aunt Ma pursed her lips.

This heat and jealousy cannot be hidden.

What is Chinatown called?

In fact, it is a group of "bottom" people from China who live together, forming a unique situation, do you want everyone to live in a small western-style building? No kidding, do you really think that foreign countries are full of gold?

It's almost the same all over the place.

Nie Zhenbang walked beside him, and couldn't help but be curious, "Cousin, how big is your business now?" ”

"Just started, the customers are relatively scattered, all of them are retail, all overseas, and they want to find a long-term cooperation."

It's all a little minions, I don't know when it will be exterminated, at least find a warlord, you can't load the ship on your own side, good guy, you said you surrendered.

Arms dealers are the most taboo about stability, but they also want customers to be stable the most.

Of course, if you have money, if you don't have money, you might as well die.

"Where's that cannery factory?" Gao Jun didn't want to tell his cousin more, and when this guy really got up, he had to follow him.

Anyone can die in the next second.

War never picks the dead.

The purpose of your cross and amulet is to make people recognize the corpse as you.

"You lead the way, you are the co-pilot."

Nie Zhenbang looked at the two headlights of the Toyota Corolla GT-S flashing, and said enviously, "Cousin, this car is yours?" ”

"Like it? I like to take it open when the time comes. ”

This car is rented, with a deposit of 4,000 US dollars, and I must not know how many hands I have, so I can drive it if I like it.

Although Nie Zhenbang wanted to, reason told him that this kind of "big toy" was too expensive, and shook his head, "No, no." ”

Gao Jun was not reluctant, got in the car, the back was a little more crowded, Ambrera drove and drove towards "Market Street".

…

San Francisco Market Street is a collective term for the Chinese people.

Many factories are located here.

I can see the yellow man with a servant face, tired squatting in a dark corner where the sun does not shine, and looking at the pedestrians coming and going around him sluggishly.

In this kind of coolie, it is rare to see white people, and if there is, it is the management, the proud "gentlemen", who say that the yellow race has taken their jobs, in fact they would rather be vagabonds than go to work.

In the bones of the robbers...

What good seeds can be produced?

"It's inside." Nie Zhenbang is familiar with the road, "My mother used to come here to play mahjong, and I have been here a few times. ”

At the entrance of the deepest part of the factory, there is a signboard: "John Cannery".

This brand is not small, and it has been degummed.

It was quiet inside, but there was a dog tied to the door, and the telescopic door was closed, so Nie Zhenbang knocked on the door when he went up.

"Who!" An impatient voice came, and he saw a person coming over, and when he saw someone coming, Nie Zhenbang was also stunned, "Uncle Abin." ”

The man was wearing a suit, he looked very cheap, with a pair of eyes, two eyebrows raised upward, and his whole face looked slightly obscene, like a restricted actor-Charlie Cao.

"Abang, it's you, why are you here?" The other party's tone was softened, but his brows were still frowning.

Nie Zhenbang also felt it, and said directly, "My cousin came to talk to you about business." ”

The other party looked over and looked Gao Jun and the others up and down.

"Hello, Mr. Wu." Gao Jun smiled and stretched out his hand.

On the way here, I knew that the other party's name was Wu Guobin.

"Hello, but my factory is ready to be transferred, business is not good, and the workers are scattered."

When Gao Jun heard this, his eyes lit up.

"Are those devices still there?"

"It's all in there." Wu Guobin pointed to the factory, suddenly seemed to think of something, looked at him, Gao Jun smiled, "Let me see, if the equipment is okay, I can take over." ”

Anyway, if you want to produce rotten cans, as long as the equipment is in place, you can put a dog to supervise it.

Wu Guobin hurriedly opened the telescopic door, and the dog lying on his stomach got up and barked wildly, and he kicked at the opponent's void, "Get out." ”

Standing on one side, lest Gao Jun and them be bitten by dogs, after watching them walk in, they trotted to catch up, "This plant has more than 600 square meters, there are 2 sets of equipment, if the raw materials and employees can be satisfied, about 40 cans can be produced in one minute." ”

So a production line can have 57,600 cans without stopping for a day, and two are close to 115,000.

Good yield.

Gao Jun stood at the door, looked at it and felt that it was really big, and it was well maintained, and there was no dirt on the ground.

"Business hasn't been doing well lately?" He asked casually.

Wu Guobin laughed, "The price of raw materials has risen, the canned food market is also saturated, and I plan to return to China." ”

"Uncle Abin, you want to go back to China?" Nie Zhenbang said in surprise.

"Yes, everything good outside is not as good as home, and people think that you are doing well outside, but in fact, ...... The tooth is lost, the swallow is in the stomach, and only you know the suffering, and those who are floating outside and don't go home have their own difficulties. ”

A foreign country with no place to live.

Gao Jun glanced at his cousin, he lowered his head and looked sentimental.

Young people, you still don't have exercise, you will believe what people say?

"How much are you going to transfer?"

"$100,000!"

When Gao Jun heard this offer, he looked at Wu Guobin, and Nie Zhenbang's eyes widened.

"$20,000, if you agree I will give the money, if you don't agree I will find someone else, this factory, I see that you are not the only one."

What 100,000 US dollars, dare to shout!

It's not worth that much money to bury Kennedy's skull in your factory.

Wu Guobin opened his mouth to speak, but Gao Jun was about to leave, so he immediately agreed.

"The raw material supplier also provided it to us."

"Okay, you guys wait, I'll go and call the management here and sign a contract." Wu Guobin seemed to be afraid that Gao Jun would regret it, so he prepared all the formalities immediately.

"Cousin, what did you buy this place for? Nothing to use. ”

Gao Jun looked around, "It's quite big." ”

It's good to put weapons here in the future, and it's okay to use it as a warehouse.

"There is a great demand for canned food in the Soviet Union, and I can also sell it to Afghanistan, where people have no food to eat every day, and canned food is cheap, since Mr. Wu wants to transfer it, I will take it over."

Who says arms dealers necessarily sell arms?

As long as the front-line army needs it, anything can be sold!

Condoms, lunch boxes, and even body bags can be sold.

Don't think these don't make money.

In the war zone, everything is worth anything, but life is not worth anything.

Think about it, when you are in a low mood at war, and an original version of "Playboy" is delivered to you, can you press the M60 with one hand?

I bought it for $6 and sold it to you for $160, which is a bit more expensive, do you want that $100?

Canned stuff...

Sent to the front, 100 cans for 1 dollar, not expensive, right?

Wholesale prices are not included.

Ten minutes later, Wu Guobin came over with a white old man, signed the contract by both parties, and Gao Jun wrote him a check.

"This works, right?"

"You go to the bank to redeem it, if it doesn't work, come to me, I have been staying at Abang's house for the past two days." Gao Jun glanced at him and said.

Wu Guobin nodded, didn't stay long, gave him the key, and left, the dog still barked at him, and after thinking about it, he took the dog away.

"Don't you want to have a career? In the future, how about you take care of it here? Gao Jun handed the key to Nie Zhenbang and said.

Find him something to do, and laugh at him following his thoughts.

"I... I. The cousin was stunned and shook his head hurriedly, "I can't." ”

"How can young people say no, try it, don't be afraid of failure, it's a big deal to start all over again, you go and arrange for the resumption of work, get it done within two days, and then work overtime to fix it out for me, I will put $30,000 on the account, it's up to you."

"The goods we have here are not sold internally, remember, not internally, and besides, we will put one star fruit and put more sugar water in the others." Gao Jun also found a reason for his stinginess.

"People abroad have a relatively high glucose tolerance, so it's okay to eat more sugar."

Listen to it.

Is this human talk!

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