After the Yuanxin factory was destroyed, the biggest losses were caused by the three major communities in Hong Kong, Taiwan, Japan, South Korea, Southeast Asia and other major customers.

Let’s not mention foreign customers for now.

Xiangjiang.

A restaurant with integrity.

"Brother Biao", the leader of the Daquan Gang, was wearing a white shirt and was sitting on the main seat. He sighed worriedly: "Awu."

"More than a thousand tons of goods have been lost on the market this time. The entire territory of Hong Kong will be out of stock within a week. In the long run, we will lose a lot of money."

Wu Zhaonan wore a green gown, swaggeringly tasting rice wine and shouting: "What are you afraid of?"

"The market supply and demand are here. Reducing the supply of goods will only make the price of goods higher. If you make more or less, you will make money."

Daquanbiao sighed: "Ice can sell well mainly because it is cheap and caters to the young people market. If the price goes up, many people will not be able to afford it."

Wu Zhaonan sneered: "What are the rules for telling a dead Taoist friend?"

"I have already told my men to mix more wall dust into the ice cubes. The price per gram will remain the same. Whether you want to buy it or not, I don't have to worry about selling the goods now."

Daquanbiao grinned and said unbearably: "Too much wall dust will hurt your lungs..."

"If you don't sell it to them, they will be sad!" Wu Zhaonan shouted: "What's more, if you have money, you will pay a high price to buy A product. If you don't have money, you will have to suck ten grams of wall dust and one gram of powder!"

"If anyone dares to cause trouble, I'll ask him to suck the glass shards."

Daquanbiao shook his head: "It's better to sell fans. The supply in the Golden Triangle is stable every year, and the price will be lower when the weather is good."

"Of course, it doesn't matter how many guns are in other people's hands or where they are." Wu Zhaonan put on plastic gloves, broke off a braised pigeon, and bit into the pigeon meat with his teeth: "Yuanxin Group is building a big drug village in China.

, looks majestic, but in fact he will die sooner or later."

"It's already great after five years of operation. I knew they were going to be in trouble. In the first half of the year, they stored a batch of goods in the warehouse, which was enough to supply them for a while."

Daquan Biao's eyes lit up and he asked tentatively: "How much?"

"Haha, can this be said?" Wu Zhaonan smiled mysteriously, pulled the pigeon's leg and said: "I'm determined to make profits, as for the market?"

"Southeast Asia is such a big market. If someone leaves, someone will come. Don't underestimate the Jianghu people. I bet that within three months, new manufacturers will definitely appear."

The reason why white flour has been on the market for decades and hundreds of years has not been eliminated. While the technology has improved, the supply of supplies has also been stable.

All drug dealers in the world who want to sell powder can always find their goods by driving into the Golden Triangle with cash in their cars.

Unlike ice, other new products have high technical barriers, difficult to obtain raw materials, and are often out of stock.

A complete industrial chain is a huge advantage. The Golden Triangle and the planting industry are complementary and influence each other.

In addition, "ice-making technology" has a formula, and the technical barriers are true, but the underlying chemical logic is not difficult. Determination and talented research for a period of time will definitely yield results.

It is nothing more than a matter of yield and purity. Once there is a vacuum in the market, new manufacturers will definitely emerge. Whoever can contact the new manufacturers in advance and reach cooperation is also the key to seizing profits.

After another year and a half of market testing, ice prices will generally return to rationality. Although there may be a certain increase, they will not be so high.

Right now, whoever has the most goods in the warehouse and whoever masters the technology first will be able to make huge profits. Perhaps after the news is broadcast, one, several, or even a dozen workshops will start research.

money.

Never be afraid that no one will make money.

Daquan Biao understood the truth, but he was in trouble at the moment and had to save people. He thought about it and said: "Brother Wu, if there are enough goods in the warehouse, can you give them to me evenly?"

"I can buy it at a higher price than the cost price. The key is that some places don't have the goods, and even the drinks will be included. The lady's business will be much worse."

"It's a huge loss."

Wu Zhaonan said in surprise: "A Biao."

"Are you out of stock?"

Daquanbiao sighed: "Some time ago, I also felt that the wind was tight, and there were relatively few goods coming in. I thought of doing it bit by bit, but in the end there was only a little left."

Wu Zhaonan threw away the back of the roasted squab and only ate the pigeon legs. He joked: "Then I really have to thank you. I can increase the value again."

"Forget it about evening out the goods. The brothers under my command are all crying for food. If you knew I was giving you the goods, I would definitely blow your mind."

"You also know that those who do this in the club are the most difficult to control. I have to give some face. After all, I have to make money for the club with my head on my head..."

Daquanbiao said helplessly: "Okay!"

"I admit my loss this time."

"The shop sells some flour, and other items will be out of stock immediately. We will wait for new sources of supply. The bad guys will not make any money, and the rich will naturally buy flour."

Wu Zhaonan took off his gloves, twisted up a towel, wiped his hands and said, "Actually, I guess there are a lot of goods in Xinji. You can ask Mr. Xiang for help."

Daquanbiao shook his head: "I have inquired about it. There is indeed a lot of goods in the Xinji warehouse. It is not difficult to distribute them. However, it needs to be distributed. To take ten kilograms of ice, five kilograms of flour need to be mixed. I have my own channels for selling flour. Why?

Do you want to work for Xinji?"

"Only a few clubs in Haojiang are looking for new reporters..."

"Now I'm really envious of Heyi for not being a fan anymore. He doesn't have to worry about political affairs at all. At least he's happy and relaxed."

Wu Zhaonan ate the food and whispered: "Speaking of He Yi, I heard that this matter has something to do with He Yihai."

"ah?"

Daquanbiao looked shocked. He quickly turned his head, glanced around, and said softly: "I didn't receive the news."

"Wind?"

"When the wind comes, the roof will be blown away, and the wind will blow back!" Wu Zhaonan cursed: "Some time ago, the red oil business of Yihai Group and Yuanxin Group stopped supply for two months."

"Then, something like this happened in less than a month. Tell me about it." He tapped the bowl with his chopsticks and understood.

Daquan Biao hissed: "It's such a familiar trick. Boss Shen doesn't seem to have long left."

"snort!"

Wu Zhaonan said: "That's when I bought a few more batches of goods, increased my efforts, and tried to make a final profit."

The more Daquan Biao thought about it, the more frightened he became. He slapped his head and said regretfully: "How could I not have thought of this!"

"Even if Boss Shen had guessed about this matter, he wouldn't be able to come up with any reason, let alone lose face."

Wu Zhaonan said: "Actually... if you really want the goods, there is finally a way to try it."

"Brother Wu, please give me some advice." Daquan Biao said respectfully.

Wu Zhaonan: "Go to Da Bohao from Heyihai and fish out some of the goods from the police force. It doesn't take too much, just a little bit can solve the problem."

Daquan Gang's heart skipped a beat: "Brother Hao and I have some friendship. If we sell them abroad, we can exchange them for U.S. dollars and give them to He Yihai..."

"Everyone in the police force can be divided, there is a chance." Wu Zhaonan agreed.

night.

Li Chenghao had just left the company and was about to visit the studio when he received a call from Daquan Biao with a surprised expression: "Brother Biao."

"Do we have to talk in person?"

Daquanbiao replied: "Yes, you decide the time."

"OK."

Brother Biao still needs to give him face.

Li Chenghao said: "Monica's Bar at ten o'clock in the evening."

"OK."

Monica's Bar.

Li Chenghao took the takeout from the tea restaurant, finished eating with Ah Mei, and returned to Mong Kok on time for the appointment.

Daquanbiao stood in his position. When he saw someone coming, he took the initiative to step forward and shouted enthusiastically: "Brother Hao, come on, come on, please sit down."

Li Chenghao sat generously on the chair, crossed his legs, and said loudly: "Brother Biao, if you show your courtesy for nothing, you are either raping or stealing, you are not interested in me, are you?"

He took a sip of wine and said bluntly: "So, how can I help?"

Daquanbiao gave a thumbs up and said happily: "Brother Hao is so cool!"

"It's like this. Recently, the society has encountered some financial problems. I hope Brother Hao can help build connections to get a batch of goods, that is..."

Li Chenghao frowned, waved his hand and said, "Are you short of money?"

"No shortage!" Daquanbiao said quickly, "I can offer a high enough price."

"Since you are willing to invest money, things will be much easier to handle." Li Chenghao patted him on the shoulder and said proudly: "Take out 20 million Hong Kong dollars and buy four more T72 tanks to send to northern Myanmar."

"ah?"

Daquanbiao was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that things went smoothly beyond expectations. Wasn't it just the customs clearance fee of 20 million Hong Kong dollars?

As long as the goods from the police warehouse can be fished out, let alone 20 million, 50 million is a small effort.

You can make a lot of money if you fish out one-tenth of the 20 million, but...

Brother Hao directly exchanged the money for tanks, which is interesting.

"no problem!"
To be continued...