District 9

On the wine table.

Qin Yu thought about it for a long time, then asked Han Tong with a smile: "Can I ask where Xiang'er comes from?"

"European Region III, goods from Kemanlu Military Industry." Han Tong did not deliberately hide it, but said truthfully: "The shipping method is definitely irregular, but basically nothing will happen to us."

"Then your relationship is quite strong, haha." Qin Yu said with a smile.

"It's not hard or not. The overall environment now is not good, and foreigners have to eat abalone and drink good wine." When Han Tong said this, his words became a bit vague: "They want to make money, and we have some channels. In addition, my company has always had some foreign shares, so I decided to do some business like this."

"Oh, that's right."

"Xiao Yu, others do it for one price, but you do it for another price." Han Tong continued: "You have long-term experience in running medicine lines in the area to be planned. To put it bluntly, from Jiangzhou to Songjiang You have already made the journey, and the goods will arrive at the destination in less than twenty days after leaving Nanhu, so based on this alone, I can give you another 10% off."

Qin Yu was silent.

"We ship a batch of goods every three months, and the purchase price for each batch is two million. Once you sell it, you will make a profit of more than two hundred. If you do four issues a year, you can make nearly a thousand with your eyes closed." Han Tong turned around. Looking at Qin Yu, he said with a smile: "After working for a few years, you will become stronger. In fact, you don't need to rely on anyone."

"Haha." Qin Yu smiled: "It's not that simple. As far as I know, it's a little difficult for your freight to leave Nanhu."

Han Tong was stunned: "Are you talking about Mr. Liu?"

"Yes." Qin Yu admitted frankly.

"He can't." Han Tong smiled and waved his hand: "As long as you agree to do it, I will be responsible for delivering the goods to Jiangzhou for you. You don't have to worry about anything. You can just load it into the car and bring it back to sell."

"So confident?" Qin Yu was a little surprised.

"For Mr. Liu, selling ringers is his livelihood. If he doesn't sell the goods for a year, he will starve to death. For us, this thing is just a side job. Making money is secondary, and making friends is our pursuit. ." Han Tong said with a smile: "Do you think he is a rival?"

"Yes." Qin Yu nodded in agreement.

"You don't have to rush to reply to me. You should think about this carefully." Han Tong raised his glass and said with profound meaning: "I still hope that we can get closer in private."

Qin Yu felt that the second half of Han Tong's words had an ulterior motive, but he didn't understand it after thinking about it for a long time. But he didn't feel comfortable asking, so he just raised his glass and said in agreement, "Okay, I'll think about it."

"It's done." Han Tong had a good capacity for wine and drank it all in one gulp.

…

Shengyuan suburb.

Mr. Liu stood in the factory with his hands behind his back, looking down at the cargo boxes, frowning and saying, "There is a lot of backlog of goods this month."

"The price has been reduced slightly, but the shipment volume is still very slow." The young man next to him said in a low voice: "The goods from outside the area still have a big impact on us. The quality is not bad and the price is also very superior. Many security companies have replaced I choose them for all the equipment.”

"Don't drop the price any more. I'd rather not sell for the time being than dig a hole for yourself." Mr. Liu said briefly: "But we can give it on credit. Contact old friends and ask who is out of stock. We can let some out. .”

"I understand." The young man nodded.

"Sixth Master, Zhan Nan is here."

At the door, someone shouted.

Master Liu turned around, pointed to the stairs upstairs and said, "Take him up first."

…

A few minutes later, Mr. Liu finished checking the warehouse and walked to the small office on the third floor.

"Sixth Master." Zhan Nan sat on the sofa and said to Sixth Master with a smile: "You look so energetic in a little Tang suit!"

"Little boy," Liu Ye's attitude became much more friendly when he faced Zhan Nan alone: ​​"If you don't come to me, I still want to find you."

"What's wrong?" Zhan Nan handed Liu Ye a cigarette, lit it for him, and asked with a smile.

"well!"

Mr. Liu let out a long sigh, took a deep breath from his cigarette and said, "Damn it, the goods have been hard to sell recently, which cost me a lot of money and made me angry."

"Shall I give you some support?" Zhan Nan expressed his stance directly.

"I can still handle it." Mr. Liu crossed his legs and said softly to Zhan Nan: "I want to find you because I want to ask Qin Yu how the discussion went?"

"He hasn't given me any confirmation yet," Zhan Nan replied truthfully: "He's considering it."

"It's okay to think about it, but the question is how long will it take to think about it?" Mr. Liu frowned and said in a slightly humorous tone: "If we delay it any longer, District 10 will be fucking finished."

"It's hard for me to say this, let alone push it." Zhan Nan scratched his head: "Gu Yan has already told me that it's best if we can cooperate. Don't look bad if you can't cooperate."

"Then do you think Qin Yu can agree?" Master Liu asked again.

"It's hard to say." Zhan Nan thought for a long time before replying softly: "Qin Yu looks careless on the surface, but he knows very well in his heart. It's not easy for others to guess what he is thinking."

Master Liu took a deep breath from his cigarette: "The other side is probably also contacting him, and I heard that the Han family still has a relationship with him, so if Qin Yu chooses...?"

"Sixth Master." Zhan Nan immediately interrupted: "I've already told you, Gu Yan means that even if you don't cooperate, don't make it too ugly, so don't think of other ways... Gu Yan We have known each other for a long time, and I know him well. He seems to be very easy-going and careless, but in fact he is more serious about some things than anyone else. You ask him to pull the strings to persuade Qin Yu, and let’s go back to the matter If it doesn't work out, if you try to mess with his friend, then Gu Yan will definitely fall out."

Master Liu blinked and replied expressionlessly: "Qin Yu doesn't have to cooperate with us, but he can't open the door of Songjiang to me. This is my bottom line."

…

After the banquet.

Qin Yu declined Han Tong's offer to see him off, and took a taxi back to the college.

On the road.

Han Tong glanced at his watch while sitting in the car and asked softly: "How long until Su Zhengdong arrives?"

"There's still one hour." Han Yu replied.

"Let's pick him up at the airport," Han Tong lowered the car window a little, "I just sobered up, and it gave me a headache."

"Brother, do you think Qin Yu can agree?" Han Yu asked with a smile.

"From the perspective of profit, he has no reason not to agree. After all, this industry is similar to printing money. For people like Qin Yu, this matter is perfect as primitive accumulation." Han Tong After thinking about it carefully, he replied: "I don't know why, but when I was chatting with him at the wine table just now, I always felt that he wasn't excited enough about this matter and didn't seem to want to talk about it in depth."

"I don't understand what you mean," Han Yu frowned and asked, "What do you mean by not being excited enough?"

"There is no greed in the eyes." Han Tong turned around and said: "Think about it, if you were Qin Yu, and now there is an opportunity to make a thousand dollars a year in front of you, how would you react?"

Han Yu was stunned: "Hey, if you say that, he really isn't excited enough."

…

On the car.

Qin Yu sent a text message to Coco and asked scornfully: "I will give you 10 million a year and make you a traitor. Do you think so?"

"Can I give you a hundred yuan a year and be your mother?" Keke replied sharply: "Are you mentally ill and sent the wrong text message?"