"Ding ding ding."

The phone rings.

Lu Yu Tea House.

Daquan Biao was eating his meal absentmindedly. When he received the phone call from Ma Zai, he asked eagerly: "Sheng Zhang."

"what's the situation?"

On the phone.

Zhang Guobin sighed: "It's a mess."

"too messy."

"The entire northwest of Myanmar is in chaos, and Ah Hao can't help it. Otherwise, who would abandon the five mines and go to war?"

Daquan gritted his teeth and said, "Is it really that serious?"

"It's too serious."

"You watch the news later. Tanks, MiGs, and rockets are flying everywhere. Tens of thousands of rounds of ammunition can be fired in an hour. To be honest, if you don't fight, you won't know how expensive rice, oil, and salt are."

Zhang Guobin spoke up.

Daquanbiao stamped his feet and gritted his teeth: "I'll pay for it!"

"Pay big money."

"As long as we take back the jade mine, we will pay you any amount. Zhang Sheng, please make a price."

Zhang Guobin looked successful, smiled, changed hands on the phone, and said easily: "Oh, how embarrassing, Brother Biao."

"But war is indeed a money-consuming project. So, I will make a list for you to cover the expenses for logistics and delivering medicines to the brothers."

"Ahao promised one-third of the report last time. I will give it to you."

Daquan Biao thanked him repeatedly: "Sheng Zhang, thank you very much."

"Let's have dinner together when we have time."

In the office.

Zhang Guobin stood up, picked up his suit, hung it on his arm and replied: "You have to have some leisurely tea."

The phone hangs up.

Daquanbiao put down the phone, his face was heavy, and he took down his chopsticks faster.

Chaozhou Zou complained: "Brother Biao."

"Our Daquan Gang is a powerful dragon, not a Kaizi. Last time we just gave Da Bohao 40 million, and we have to bear the expenses of logistics and medicine..."

"The bosses have opinions on the end of the year division of accounts..."

"Snapped!"

Daquan Biao slammed his chopsticks on the table and said loudly: "Don't say 40 million!"

"That's four hundred million!"

"It's worth getting the two mining areas back. If the two mining areas are lost, the Daquan Gang will be reduced to a second-rate gang. From now on, Xiangjiang will be dominated by Yihai, Xinji, and the Number Gang."

He wiped his mouth and said: "Whoever is not convinced, let him sit in the restaurant, go to hell with the leading brother, whoever likes to be treated as such."

"It's easy to make money with your brothers..."

Daquan Biao was too lazy to eat, threw down his towel and left feeling sorry for himself.

Chaozhou Zou quickly caught up, bowed his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, brother."

"I said the wrong thing."

"Pah, pah, pah." He fanned his mouth.

Daquan Biao didn't bother to pay attention to him at all.

Who wants to be a Kaizi?

The Daquan Gang did not develop in Hong Kong until the 1960s. At first, it could only engage in smuggling business in the countryside. It expanded with the number of new immigrants, but its foundation is indeed not as good as that of local gangs.

Heyi, Xinji, the numbers help a lot, and the competition among side businesses is serious. What can you do if you don't find some serious business?

In the beginning, it was lack of funds that allowed He Yihai to join the business. Later, when mining jade mines, He Yihai was asked to get loans, and a big gang acted as his subordinates.

Daquan Biao also knows how to be ashamed.

But compared with the jobs of brothers, face is nothing!

In this era, all the big gangs have begun to look for justice.

In the past two years, Xinji has been engaged in yacht agency.

Not to mention Heyi, what do you do and make a lot of money?

The Number Gang was engaged in infrastructure construction and steel in the Mainland and was booming, but the Daquan Gang could only manage a jade business in the main industry.

If you even lose the jade mining business in northern Myanmar, it will be looked down upon!

If it is small, the loss will be nearly one billion, but if it is large, it will miss the opportunity of the times, and many partners in the mainland will be cut off from the previously planned tourism industry in Yunnan Province.

Advertising industry, health products.

Several industries will be affected.

Daquan Biao felt miserable.

Zhang Guobin breathed a sigh of relief: "My people are working hard on the front line, but you only want a third of the 40 million?"

"Ah Hao is showing off to you, but I'm not that easy to fool. After taking into account logistics and medical expenses, I can barely give you an advantage."

This is Boss Zhang’s idea.

There's a war.

There will be wins and losses.

However, Mr. Zhang fully trusted in the bravery of his sworn brothers. Armed with tanks, MiGs, and US military staff, it was difficult to lose in the poor mountains and ravines of northern Myanmar.

No matter how bad it is.

It would be a trivial matter to retreat to the base, send people to negotiate, and regain the Wukou Mine.

Mindan wants to fight with other military leaders and ensure the economy of the mainland.

Save some face.

Now, He Yihai has completely thrown away all his burdens to pursue big things. Is Mindan Department determined to throw away He Yihai?

hehe.

It's courage to go all out on the gambling table, and it's the confidence to make a comeback even if you lose all your money. The two brothers are in a sincere relationship, regardless of the distance between time and space.

It shows a tacit understanding that no one else has.

That night.

ATV evening news broadcast local armed fighting in northern Myanmar, resulting in restrictions on jade mining and the suspension of operations at many jewelry-grade mines.

More than 10,000 workers were involved in chaos on the day the war began, resulting in more than 30 deaths, and the remaining workers were dispatched to other mines.

This news was not broadcast during the political or military period, but during the economic news period. Citizens quickly reacted: "The price of jade is going to rise!"

the next morning.

Five o'clock in the morning.

There are long queues at the entrance of many Millennium Jewelry shops in Causeway Bay, Mong Kok and Tsuen Wan. Many uncles, aunts, grandpas and old ladies wearing slippers, T-shirts and shaking bamboo fans are walking along the streets in an orderly and neat manner.

Queue up.

"Brother Quan."

"Are you here to buy jade too?"

an uncle asked.

Brother Quan, who is in his sixties, spoke in Cantonese: "I'm sorry to you, grandma. The warlords in northern Myanmar are fighting a war and the mines are no longer mined. The spot price will definitely rise in the past two years."

An aunt waved her cattail fan and joined the group chat: "No!"

"The China-Myanmar border is under fire."

"I heard that my hometown is going to flatten the Golden Triangle."

Brother Quan stamped his feet and said, "Isn't it?"

"There are only a few soldiers in the Golden Triangle. Are they worthy of sending people from my hometown to bulldoze it?"

Auntie said anxiously: "Don't believe it!"

"Ask the guy in the bar who is dismantling goods. Prices have skyrocketed last month. It's clear that the Golden Triangle is going to be gone."

"hiss."
To be continued...