Chapter Seventy-Five: True Trend, You Still Have Trademarks in Your Business
"Luo Maosen came to the door by himself, Brother Luo, you also know. And Liansheng Huoniu guards the field for the elderly, and the most powerful thing here in Dajiaozui is you and me. That's why he came to me and asked me to help you buy goods. ”
Xiaobawang accompanied the smiling face and took the cigarette handed over by Wang Zuluo.
Wang Zuluo was relieved, thinking that Xiaobawang had found Luo Maosen and wanted to cooperate in the powder business.
It turned out that Luo Maosen hired Xiaobawang to stand on the platform, and then Xiaobawang's head twitched and he was ready to take the opportunity to sweep his field in Tai Kok Tsui.
"Bandage Brother Overlord, I didn't get the money saved, Brother Overlord is bleeding to death."
After Wang Zuluo got what he wanted, he didn't stay anymore. But before leaving, he deliberately gave another order to the rotten life.
The little overlord who was smoking with his head tilted next to him suddenly coughed.
What does it mean to bleed to death without getting the money, which means that you can't live without money?
"Brother Luo, wait a minute, if the accountant of the gambling stall says that the money is deposited in the bank. You tell him that I'm a little bully at Edinburgh Secondary School to pick up his children and take them home, waiting for money to get a ride...... ”
Without waiting for Wang Zuluo to open the door, Xiao Bawang immediately shouted from behind.
Wang Zuluo didn't look back, and directly opened the door and left. The rotten life in the back kicked the little overlord off the chair directly.
It's all at this time, and the bastard of the little overlord is still fucking tricky.
arranged for someone to go to the place that Xiaobawang said to withdraw the money, and Wang Zuluo called Ah Hua again and asked him to find someone to inquire about Luo Maosen's news.
As soon as he put down the phone, the little brother who was watching the restaurant found Wang Zuluo and said that a man in a suit came to the door outside.
Walking out of the box, Wang Zuluo saw Luo Maosen walking into the restaurant with a smile. He was followed by the poisonous snake Bing, carrying a suitcase in his hand, and walked in front of Wang Zuluo to open it, and there were stacks of banknotes inside.
Seeing this scene, Ah Ji and the others, who were eating in the hall, also came to Wang Zuluo and stood beside him, watching Luo Maosen's performance.
"Brother Luo, I saw the wrong person before, and I hope Brother Luo can accept this point."
Wang Zuluo glanced at the suitcase that he opened, which contained not a big golden bull with a face value of 1,000, but a small amount of Hong Kong dollars in various denominations.
The sum of these money can be about 500,000, and it seems that Luo Maosen really came with sincerity this time.
"Since Mr. Luo has a heart, I'm welcome, let's go, I'll invite Mr. Luo to have afternoon tea together."
Asked the younger brother to put away the suitcase, and Wang Zuluo led the person into the private room of the restaurant.
I didn't eat just now, and now I happen to eat with Luo Maosen, but I want to see what this guy wants to do.
He didn't believe that Luo Maosen had taken a fancy to the batch of powder goods found from the disc factory, although there were many of them, but they were not enough to make Luo Maosen so concerned.
There are fishing families who are fans on Hong Kong Island, not to mention far away, Heichai in the Yau Ma Tei area and Ni's family in Tsim Sha Tsui can get the goods.
He Luo Maosen came to the door once or twice for the sake of this mere three million fans, and he must be tired.
"Brother Luo, I came here this time to talk to you about that shipment. I think Brother Luo is also a cheerful person, in a word, I will pay, you will ship, and we will continue to cooperate. ”
Luo Maosen smiled very sincerely, sat on the seat and picked up a glass of wine and gestured to Wang Zuluo, and drank it dry.
"I do have it, but I definitely won't sell it."
Wang Zuluo picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then continued: "I have long let out the wind that I don't touch powder, and I don't sell goods in the field, and you let me bring the goods to you now, and I will be known that I am shameless." ”
"Brother Luo, Hong Kong Island is so big, many people will still do it if you don't do it, you can't control it. Everyone comes out to make money, and money is not guilty, so why not do it? ”
Luo Maosen suddenly raised his hand and stopped the poisonous snake Bing who suddenly took a step forward when he saw Wang Zuluo not giving face.
"I don't care if others do it or not, but I can control myself. You also said, money is not guilty, now, I have a business, if you want to buy shares, you will be counted. Don't worry, I promise you'll make money. ”
Wang Zuluo didn't even raise his head, this is his own territory, Luo Maosen didn't dare to blow up if he had a little brain.
"Tell me about it." Luo Maosen heard Wang Zuluo say that there was a profitable business and became interested.
He deliberately asked someone to check Wang Zuluo's origin, but he couldn't find anything except that he knew that he was Lin Weilong's wife's lawyer before.
But Lin Weilong's business involves smuggling and arms, both of which can make a lot of money, and if he takes a ride, it is nothing if he doesn't sell powder.
Of course, ocean trade is also good, in recent years, Hong Kong Island's materials have all relied on imports, and the money from ocean trade is not rolling in?
I just don't know what Wang Zuluo is going to talk to him about.
"Make milk tea!" Wang Zuluo took a few bites of food, and said vaguely: "Now the main consumer force on Hong Kong Island is young people, milk tea is a thing that no matter whether it is male or female, as long as it is a young person, it will definitely like it, you will definitely make a lot of money if you take a stake in my milk tea shop." ”
"Milk tea?" Luo Maosen was a little surprised, and then asked, "Is that the ...... Something similar to Coca-Cola? ”
"Brother Luo, now Coca-Cola is no longer good, there is no coca leaf powder added to it, and it can't be sold much."
Wang Zuluo sneered and said: "Coca-Cola will not decline without cocaine, you don't see that it hasn't been added for decades now, and its existence is proof of this." ”
Wang Zuluo didn't want to continue to go around in circles with Luo Maosen, so he said directly: "Is there anything wrong with Prince Hongtai's goods?" ”
Luo Maosen was stunned by Wang Zuluo's sudden change of topic, then looked at Wang Zuluo deeply and said:
"In fact, this batch of goods is not Lin Kun's, it is a rising star in the Golden Triangle who came in to test the market. It doesn't matter how much it is, but being able to catch this line is what I want. ”
"You make a price, I will definitely take this batch of goods."
Luo Maosen put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and leaned back in his chair to wait for Wang Zuluo's answer.
"The most powerful in the Golden Triangle now is Kunsha, the rising star you mentioned...... Be? ”
Wang Zuluo didn't answer immediately, but asked with a frown.
"Brother Luo doesn't do this, so there's no need to know. Anyway, there is not much money for this batch of goods, as long as Brother Luo raises his hand, we all have money to make. ”
Luo Maosen took out his cigar, and Wang Zuluo raised his hand to signal that he didn't need it.
This kind of bastard who walks the powder, who knows if there is anything in the cigar.
"Let's see if there's any signs in that shipment." Wang Zuluo turned his head and ordered his subordinates to go out to do something, then took out a cigarette and lit it, and did not speak, just waiting.
The disc factory was closed, and the goods were packed up and hidden in the restaurant.
Soon, his subordinate came over with a piece of wrapping paper: "Brother Luo, look. ”
Wang Zuluo picked up the wrapping paper and looked at it, and a smile appeared on his face.
"The eight-faced Buddha? Yo, now he's coming out to go to the powder, aren't you afraid that Kunsha will kill him? ”
Wang Zuluo threw the plastic wrapper on the table and shook his head at Luo Maosen with a smile.
"Now fans are so trendy, and they have a whole brand."
"By the way, does Hong Tai know that you let the prince's waste help you take the blame?"
Prince Hongtai, a fool, now seems to be helping others take the blame.
The goods of the eight-faced Buddha are not transported in by the line of Kunsha. Through the prince's hand, and then Luo Maosen bought it back, the risk is all Prince Hongtai's.
Wang Zuluo was a little stunned, Prince Hongtai died unjustly. Even if he doesn't make a move, when Kun Sha knows the news, he will have to come over to trouble the prince.
When Luo Maosen heard the name of the eight-faced Buddha, his face became very ugly.
He didn't expect that Wang Zuluo, this guy, would actually know the eight-faced Buddha pattern, and he also knew that this pattern represented a people's faith pattern rather than a random pattern of faith made by the locals.
Now Kunsha is not dead, and he has the final say on the goods in the Golden Triangle. The eight-faced Buddha is still just a rising star, and Luo Maosen wants to take this line, not cut it.
It seems that Wang Zuluo can't stay!