Nie Zhenbang, who is deeply trusted, suddenly felt that life began to be full of sunshine.

Immediately go to recruit people to return to work.

Gao Jun, on the other hand, wandered around the factory area, which contained almost all light industrial products, and even found a liquor manufacturer.

The smell in the main air is strong.

I followed the taste and came over.

When the other party heard that he was here to talk about cooperation, he was overjoyed and invited them to the office.

"Mr. Gao, take a look, this is a new wine designed by our design department, the dragon and phoenix are auspicious, it looks very noble, the Yankees like this, and the King of Prussia shopping center has cooperation with us..."

Gao Jun glanced at what he was wearing, shabby.

Can you still work with large companies?

What people care about most is the façade and qualifications, just this small factory, you are setting up a stall with a roadside homeless man, and people dislike you for not paying taxes.

"How many degrees are these?"

“56°”

Boss Gao shook his head when he heard this, "It's too low, I want a batch of 68°, the amount is very large, how much price can you give." ”

The manager looked at his expression, and he was a little unsure, "It's big?" ”

"Hundreds of thousands of bottles, of course, long-term cooperation can also be achieved."

"Gollum."

The manager swallowed, this is a big customer, if this order is opened, the winery can continue to live for a long time.

"Our U.S. local prices..."

"Don't tell me about these vain, just say how much I can give me." Gao Jun was aggressive.

Why don't you talk about Afghan prices?

"What? Can't tell? So I said, how about 24 bottles in one box for $5? Agreed, I will directly place an order for 5,000 boxes of primers. ”

The manager's face has changed, people are bargaining, you are cutting people.

"Boss, if you do this, we have no money to make, this is originally a small profit but quick turnover."

In fact, according to the estimation of slightly better quality liquor, the net profit margin can reach 30%-50%, which is already very profitable.

"Yes, you can, you can't, you can't, I have heard a lot of other words, I am also a businessman, I still know how to do it, so, Manager Yang, if you nod, we will make a decision, I will pay a deposit, this is not a business, I want to do it for a long time."

"My request is simple, as long as it can reach 68°, it's fine." Gao Jun came to such a sentence meaningfully.

If this fat man understands, then understand, don't understand, does he still say, you can add some industrial alcohol to me?

Manager Yang's ability to comprehend the intention is good, this tight brow instantly expanded, looked at Gao Jun in surprise, and began to think in his heart, if this is the case, there will be more operations in it.

pretended to groan, and it seemed that he had been struggling psychologically for a long time before he nodded very "hard".

"Yes, when?"

"A week?"

"Okay, but there's a $600 deposit."

This amount of money can be taken out of Gao Jun's wallet, and the other party can write a receipt and stamp it with the official seal.

The main Gao Jun was afraid that his temper was not very good.

After sitting and chatting for a while, he refused Manager Yang's lunch arrangement, Gao Jun left his phone number and left, and the other party personally sent it to the door, watching him go away like a father.

"Quick! Lao Chen, let people work overtime, the machines are all turned on for me, by the way, what about the industrial alcohol that we didn't use up last time, yes, yes, all of them. ”

…

"How much does it take to charter a flight from the United States to the USSR?" Gao Jun turned his head and asked Ambrera.

Several people looked at each other.

"Okay, okay, when I didn't ask." It's all poor, how can you know the price of the charter flight.

He intends to go to the Baltic to purchase a large batch!

With so much cargo, you can't stuff a passenger plane, right? Everyone has regulations, so charter a ship?

How long did it take to get from the USA to the USSR?

One month?

You have to ask about this price, but if Gao Jun is not mistaken, the charter flight is quite expensive, and you have to charge by the hour, and you will hate less money when you use it.

Back at the cannery, it was crowded.

They are all yellow, lined up with blank eyes, while Nie Zhenbang is busy registering and in good spirits.

Seeing this, Gao Jun asked Ambrera and a few people to come over to help maintain order.

It was busy until more than two o'clock in the afternoon, and everyone was deleted, most of them were skilled workers in the old factory, and they could do it when they came up, and when the machine was running again, Nie Zhenbang's face showed a smile.

"Cousin, you can choose a name for this factory."

"I'll leave it to you, you can take care of it, I won't interfere, but you have to remember that the accounts must be straightened out, and don't let the IRS people smell it."

"Don't worry."

Gao Jun patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Good job!" ”

Nie Zhenbang's salary didn't ask or say anything, anyway, the money in the account is fully responsible for the other party, which is enough.

He also planned to stay here for a while, Gao Jun took people back first, the air in this industrial area was very uncomfortable, and when he drove and was about to reach Chinatown, he heard Ambrera who was driving.

"Boss, there's a fight ahead."

Gao Jun sat in the back, poked his head out, and saw that at the door of the archway, dozens of people were fighting against each other, most of them Asian, and a small number of black people could be seen, holding watermelon knives.

You know, what was Gao Jun's first thought?

Such a lack of means of fighting?

What about weapons?

What about shootouts?

In this part of the United States, gunfights between gangs are not uncommon, and it is not unpopular for you to cut each other with cold weapons, okay?

But when he came up with the idea, he heard a gunshot.

Jump!

Gao Jun hurriedly pressed the pillow with both hands, poked his head out, and saw that one of the young men was holding a Type 54 pistol nicknamed "Black Star" in his hand.

Lying in a pool of blood.

The side that fired the gun pursued the victory and slashed at the other party, and the entire Chinatown gate was covered with blood.

This kind of almost primitive fighting makes people's hormones rise even more.

By the time the police came, they were all done.

Here's a word of interest, Gao Jun saw that in the sentry box outside Chinatown, there was a small policeman sitting, quietly... Look.

People are also smart, they usually bully and bully "lonely" Asians and blacks, what should they do if they encounter this kind of group of people who are still cutting people, and they will be hacked to death?

When the support came, he was alive again.

The yelling began to chase the "gang members" with his colleagues.

"Boss, are we going to get out of the car?"

Gao Jun crossed Erlang's legs, held a cigarette in his right hand and knocked it on the palm of his left hand, "Don't worry, let these policemen mop the ground." ”

Ambrera answered, and sat quietly.

At this time, Gao Jun was thinking...

There are a lot of AK47s in Afghanistan that are still on the assembly line, and the Asian gangs in San Francisco obviously lack enough firepower.

You can bring it in.

But...

Will you be caught?

Two words flashed through Gao Jun's mind: "Cooperation!" ”

Give the local community a reserve price and sell it to them, what do you get?

money and the "friendliness" of local Asians.

Of course, he wasn't going to get involved in the club, he was just an arms dealer, and all he wanted was a partner in San Francisco and the whole of California.

Money, you have to earn it together, you can earn more!

Of course, don't evade taxes!