Chen Lan followed her husband back home: "Brother Qiang, this business is not easy to do."

She could see Xiang Qiang's heartbeat.

Xiang Qiang took off his black suit jacket and handed it to his wife: "I'll think about it again."

Deep water step.

Outside the villa, the tide surged and it was dark and deep.

"Snapped."

Xiang Qiang sat next to the sofa, crossed his legs, and lit a cigarette.

Zhang Guobin drove back to the apartment.

Regarding the matter of handing over the money laundering business to Xiang Qiang, it is completely based on fairness, reasonableness, mutual benefit, and the risks are all explained. Whether the other party takes over the business depends on their own choice. If no one in Xiangjiang takes over the business, you have to spend some money to do it.

The last amount was sent abroad to be laundered.

Doing business requires credibility.

Three days later...

Xiang Qiang called: "Sheng Zhang."

"oh?"

"Young Master Xiang." Zhang Guobin was sitting in the office, holding his mobile phone and crossing his legs.

"I took this business," Xiang Qiang said.

"Thank you, Mr. Xiang." Zhang Guobin smiled: "It's a pleasure to cooperate."

"It's a pleasure to cooperate." After all, Xiang Qiang could not resist the temptation of huge profits from the money laundering business.

This is an opportunity for rapid financial expansion. If ICAC hadn't been there to help, how would he have had the chance to become stronger? He is the youngest son of the Xiang family, and even in terms of seniority, he wouldn't be able to get his turn!

Although there are huge risks in committing crimes against the odds, risks and income coexist. Xiang Qiangtai is eager to make some achievements, prove himself, and gain family status.

Zhang Guobin immediately called Fanshucai and asked Fanshucai to deliver the money laundering business to Yongsheng. The number was passed in advance, and both parties carried out the transaction at the same time.

In the afternoon, Li Chenghao entered the office with a document and said: "Brother Bing, the company sent someone to discuss cooperation with Feida Audio."

"Feida is willing to hand over independent agency."

"That's enough." Zhang Guobin nodded.

Feida is an international audio group founded in 1981, with Jewish capital behind it. It has registered trademarks in North America, Europe, Hong Kong, Japan and South Korea, and enjoys intellectual property protection that radiates around the world.

It has been one year since it entered Hong Kong, and it will enter the mainland in three years and become the number one selling audio brand in the mainland.

Even if an electrical appliance manufacturer operates directly, it cannot open a few stores. It must find local shops to sell goods. Zhang Guobin used Feida speakers in his previous life. After some market research and screening, he quickly chose the Feida brand.

With Yihai's wealth, it is not difficult to win the agency right. Even if Feida has Jewish capital behind it, it is just a nascent brand in Hong Kong, and there is no benefit in offending Yihai Group.

Li Chenghao said angrily: "But people from the marketing department have done a survey and found that Feida's supply price to Xiangjiang is 100% higher than that of Japan and South Korea."

15."

"Is Boss Feida going to collect Chinese taxes in Hong Kong?" Zhang Guobin's expression suddenly flashed with displeasure.

How can a store make money without cutting costs?

The profits of Zhengxing's business must be controlled step by step, and no link can be overlooked. Li Chenghao asked: "Brother Bing, do you want them to talk?"

"Definitely!"

Zhang Guobin held a pen in his hand and tapped the document: "Hong Kong has preferential tariffs and is cheaper than Japan and South Korea. Why is the price higher than Japan and South Korea?"

"We are doing honest business, not taking advantage of you!"

"Do you think we are fools?"

"Just do it!"

It had been a long time since Li Chenghao had seen an angry look on the boss's face, and an evil fire surged in his heart: "Of course I'll ask them!"

"Um."

"Go and bring the price down!" Zhang Guobin said: "Those who want to charge us Chinese tax don't need to be polite to them."

"Yes, Brother Bin." Li Chenghao turned around and walked out of the office, called the two boys and gave a few instructions in a low voice, and then the two boys turned around to do their work.

night.

Li Chenghao, dressed in a white suit, stepped into a van.

"Oh!" Datou Kun pulled the car door, wearing a red shirt, and turned around and said: "Brother Hao, the investigation is clear."

Li Chenghao spread his legs, leaned over and sat in the middle of the car seat, clenched his fists fiercely: "Then let's go!"

He doesn't have any excessive understanding of how to price, and simply understands it literally. Compared to Bing Ge's honest temper.

He makes things easier!

When you need to get angry, you get angry, and no one can stop you!

If the same stereo is sold by a dealer in Hong Kong for a 15% higher price, and Yihai wants to maintain the same profit, the citizens of Xiangjiang will have to buy the same stereo at a price that is 15% higher. The Hong Kong dollars earned by the citizens will be invisible. It depreciated by 15% in a short period of time, and eventually the 15% increase was earned by Jewish capital.

Why should the citizens of Xiangjiang have this amount of blood sucked away?

If Yihai Group does not choose to raise prices, it will have to reduce its profits, and the money will also be made away.

Li Chenghao thinks that the term "Big Brother Chinese Tax" is used very well.

The ghost guy is just sucking blood!

Three vans drove out of the parking lot and rushed straight to the entrance of a nightclub in Central. Inside the nightclub, there was red light and wine, and the atmosphere was warm and ambiguous. Ghost Hunter Hunter was leaning on the sofa, hugging a pretty girl, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and his face was full of laughter. Looking drunkenly at the dance floor.

A voluptuous, good-looking woman with heavy makeup was wearing a sequined dress and dancing around a pole.

Several young men entered the venue with sharp eyes and circled around to stare at Gui Lao. Gui Lao even raised his wine glass to toast to the colleagues beside him.

The boys looked at each other, and instead of messing around in Xinji's place, they found a young lady with good temperament, stuffed a roll of Hong Kong paper,

Fu Er whispered to the young lady a few times, and the young lady returned to the dressing room, changed into a set of clothes, retouched her makeup, held up a glass of wine and sat casually next to the ghost man. When the ghost man finished drinking and glanced aside, he pretended to rub his feet. Take off your high heels, revealing the rosy soles of your feet under black stockings.

The light shined on a young lady with black hair and a silver dress, which illuminated a pair of murder weapons exposed when she leaned over. She rubbed her soles a few times,

Then she noticed that someone was looking at her, and she covered her chest in panic like a deer, but the soles of her black stockings were still resting beside the sofa, faintly revealing the graceful curve of a long leg.

The young lady raised her head, revealing a pure face, but she glared at the ghost man as if angry.

Gui Lao was so aroused that he quickly raised his glass and stepped forward to apologize in a suit.

In these ten minutes, Ghost Hunter undoubtedly found the superiority of being a white-skinned person in the scene. He held a beautiful girl in his arms, caressed his delicate back with his palms, and pushed the girl up against the wall in a daze, groping and playing with her all the way to the bathroom. Nightclub back door.

Hunter pushed open the door, with a triumphant smile on his lips.

Several subordinates cast envious glances at their boss, who was in his fifties and still in good health. They were not surprised by the flattery of Hong Kong girls. They raised their glasses and turned around to hunt for her.

The next moment, the pretty girl pushed the ghost guy away and slapped her hard: "Pah!"

The slap was loud.

Feida Xiangjiang President "Hunter"'s voice buzzed in his ears. The lady raised her high heels and stepped hard on his instep, scolding fiercely: "

You damn guy is as white as a corpse, and he still wants to fuck me, but he’s not afraid of dying on the bed!”

"Poof!" A baseball bat was immediately hit.

Hunter was knocked directly to the ground.

A tall figure enveloped his sight. The strong man in a white suit stretched out his hands, grabbed the ghost man's chin, and said loudly: "Tell me,

The tariff in Hong Kong is so cheap, why is a stereo 15% more expensive than abroad?"

Hunter opened his mouth and looked at the person in front of him with a horrified expression: "Si, what did you say?"

"You won't say it, right?"

"Then I'll hit you!" Li Chenghao took the baseball bat from his hand and said with a ferocious expression: "Do you really think our business is easy to cheat?"

Li Chenghao looked at the ghost guy's look and realized something in his heart. I'm afraid that the other party didn't understand his background, but knew their background and came here to trick people. He was completely treating him as a fool, thinking that he wouldn't go to the club to do business.

Learn about foreign prices.

There are no more or less ghosts who look down on others, and he just happened to meet one.

"Bang!" Li Chenghao raised the baseball bat with both hands and hit him hard on the back!

The next day, early in the morning.

"This price is good, five percent lower than the supply price in Japan and South Korea." After checking the cooperation, Zhang Guobin said with satisfaction: "Brothers have made a profit."

Li Chenghao curled his lips with disdain on his face: "Who the hell said that ghost guys are civilized, have quality, are all slick, and can be more cunning than us?"

"There is no businessman without treachery." Zhang Guobin said with a smile: "This sentence makes sense, but the ghost guy comes to Hong Kong to make money from the Chinese, so he cannot treat the Chinese as fools."

"From now on we can cooperate with peace of mind."

He asked with concern again: "You didn't go too far in negotiating the price, did you?"

"Don't leave your hands behind!"
To be continued...