People are in American dramas, American Iihe

The four gentlemen of the Cali Group, probably because they consider themselves businessmen and civilized people, are different from Pablo and his ilk, and they have so many demands. They are not at all like Pablo, and they are not as straightforward as Chatan. They made a lot of demands. , You really treat this conversation as a business negotiation.

Gilbert spoke.

At first, Ding Ze was quite calm.

As he listened, Ding Ze became a little impatient.

Then, Gilbert was still talking...

Ding Ze was holding a cigarette in his mouth. He really had the urge to stop talking and just talk about nothing. He immediately sent some people from Miami to come over, called Pablo, and joined forces to destroy the Cali Group.

Working together, working so hard, like a bitch.

Ding Ze became irritated and couldn't help it, so he spoke, "Gilbert, stop, stop talking for now. You have said so much that I have a headache."

"Listen to what I have to say first."

The words were interrupted, and Gilbert was a little stunned. He paused for two seconds and nodded, "Mr. Ding, you say it."

"Our cooperation is a very simple matter."

"My negotiations with Medellin and Chatan went very quickly."

"You transport the goods to Guadalajara by yourself. Before the Guadalajara Group takes over, if something goes wrong, the loss will be yours."

"The price is the same for everyone. It's very fair. No one has more, and no one has less."

"Gilbert, the Cali Group will not have any special privileges in this cooperation."

"I think you might be thinking too much."

Ding Ze said in one breath.

Such words are a bit rude to say.

Immediately.

Chip, who was already very repelled by this cooperation, became unhappy and said, "Mr. Ding, this is not the attitude of yours to negotiate."

Ding Ze blew out a puff of smoke and smiled faintly, "Kip, you made a mistake. This is not a negotiation. What I thought was that I came over and we discussed the details of the business. We will benefit from each other."

"As a result, you have told me so many demands."

Ding Ze said, the smile on his face suddenly became thicker, "I feel like you think I'm here to beg you."

"Do you think I'm someone who would ask for help from anyone?"

This is even more impolite.

moment.

The anger on Chip's face was extremely clear, "!!!"

Miguel was a little better, but only a little better, and his expression was also very angry.

Pachu looked tense, realizing that something might happen if he continued like this.

Gilbert was a little panicked, "..."

Gilbert's original plan was to make more demands, and Dingze would negotiate the price. The two sides would go back and forth for several rounds, just like normal business negotiations...
Unexpectedly, Ding Ze didn't play according to common sense at all.

In panic, Gilbert quickly looked at Miguel and the others.

Ding Ze is the person who can bring the director of the CIA and the director of the DEA here. If he really turns his back... what will be the consequences?
Gilbert immediately imagined that Ding Ze's men, arriving in Cali in one flight after another, were cooperating with who knows how many CIA agents...

Do this.

How long will it take to die?

Gilbert was really afraid of death. The thought of being shot to death randomly, or even chopped into pieces like Sicily Falcon...

hiss~~~
Gilbert didn't dare to think about it anymore and hurriedly smiled at Ding Ze and said angrily, "Mr. Ding, there's no need to be like this, we're talking about this."

Ding Ze smiled and said, "When we cooperate, both parties are mutually beneficial and equal. No one has a higher status than the other. Only on this basis can we continue to talk, what do you think?"

Gilbert nodded, "Indeed."

that's it.

This conversation finally went on at a normal pace.

The Kali Group was also spared the destruction that would soon follow.

The details of the cooperation have been discussed.

Then came the protection link that Gilbert wanted most.

The director of the DEA, Stephen Wilson, told Gilbert very directly, "The DEA has indeed known about you for a long time and has been paying attention to you. However, it has not put it on the agenda to deal with you for the time being."

"The DEA's current target is Pablo Escobar."

"Now, you will completely withdraw from the retail business, your people will withdraw from the United States, and stop causing so many flour-related crimes in the United States. Our DEA's energy will immediately be transferred to the Guadalajara Group."

"From now on, as long as you don't show up on your own initiative and cause any big trouble, DEA will not come to Colombia again until the Guadalajara Group is destroyed."

"This is my commitment to you on behalf of the DEA."

"Here, I have to emphasize that if you continue to attract too much attention as you did before, causing higher levels of the U.S. government to issue direct orders to the DEA, then we will still have to take action."

Stephen Wilson said.

After hearing this, Gilbert breathed a long and silent sigh of relief.

This level of guarantee is basically sufficient.

Gilbert smiled and asked, "Mr. Wilson, what if you get promoted?"

Stephen Wilson looked at Ding Ze, "Mr. Ding is very young. Mr. Ding is not dead. Even if the DEA changes people, the promise will still be valid."

"If Mr. Ding dies, then there is no point in saying anything."

This is the truth.

"Okay!" Gilbert nodded and responded with a smile.

Ding Ze was also happy, "Director Wilson, don't curse me, I plan to live a long life."

Stephen Wilson shook his head helplessly, "A person like you can probably live a long life. After all, Hell probably won't dare to accept you."

What a great thing to say.

Ding Ze smiled happily.

Time flies.

The conversation comes to an end.

Everything that needs to be discussed is basically done, and there is only one thing left, the matter of payment.

"Felix, you talk to Gilbert," Dingze said to Felix without interfering, "I'll send Director Wilson back."

Felix had been prepared for this for a long time and immediately became excited, "Okay."

Dingze, Mitch, and Stephen Wilson are gone.

Felix and others stayed in Gilbert's office and continued talking.

We talked for a long time.

Felix finally negotiated the payment method successfully.

of course.

Facing the four Gilberts, Felix did not have the momentum that Ding Ze had, and the negotiation process was not easy.

But no matter what, it was finally settled.

Felix took Amado and Isabella and said goodbye.

In the huge office;
Only four Gilberts were left.

Gilbert breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head with a smile, looked at Chip and Miguel, and said, "That's it. Overall, this is a good deal."

Of the two brothers, Gilbert is in charge of the brain, and Miguel is much weaker in this aspect. When he heard this, he immediately asked, "What's wrong? We didn't fight for any of the benefits we planned." arrive."

Gilbert knew Miguel very well, and he expected Miguel to say this, so he shook his head again, "If you can have extra benefits, it's naturally best. If you don't have them, that's fine."

"Miguel, you really didn't see that Ding Ze had other ideas before, and I'm afraid he wanted to take action against the Cali Group." So, Gilbert is indeed smart.

Miguel is relatively stupid, "Do it? Can we still be afraid of him?"

Chip was even stupider, "Gilbert, you are too careful. This is our Cali. What can he do?"

Gilbert really didn't want to explain this problem more, but he had to explain, "He can mobilize many, many subordinates! He can also probably ask the CIA and DEA to send people to support!"

"The directors of the CIA and DEA are here. Do you really think they have no purpose?"

"If this transaction is successful, both the CIA and DEA will have huge benefits. They will not want the transaction to fail. In order to ensure the success of the transaction, if we do not agree, they will definitely destroy us!"

"It's true that Kali is our Kali, but when the time comes, Kali will also be our tomb!"

"They could have trapped us in Cali and killed us all bit by bit!!!"

"You want that result?"

Gilbert became more and more excited as he spoke.

Although Chip was stupid, he was not so stupid that he couldn't understand people's words. After hearing this, he was very unhappy and said, "fxxk!"

Gilbert sighed.

At this time, Pachu said, "Generally speaking, this is indeed a good thing. We have all survived and will live well. That's it."

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After Ding Ze sent DEA Director Stephen Wilson to the airport, he booked a ticket back to Miami.

The ticket is for tomorrow morning.

The purpose of coming to Mexico and Colombia has been achieved. There is no point in staying in this damn place.

Miami is better.

After working so hard for so long, he really missed Miami and wanted to go back to rest and play.

On the way back to the hotel.

"Mitch, I'm leaving tomorrow. Then you and Amado and the others will do whatever you need to do, and then we'll go back to Mexico together," Dingze said to Mickey.

Mickey nodded, "Okay."

Ding Ze smiled and said, "Is it really okay for you to stay there alone?"

Mickey smiled arrogantly, "What's the problem? Don't worry, I promise there will be no problem."

"That's good, take advantage of this opportunity to grow and develop," Ding Ze said.

"Ah."

Back to the hotel.

night.

Everyone had a dinner together.

finished eating.

Ding Ze greeted Felix and had a chat alone.

Now, the road has been paved, which means the foundation is in place...
Ding Ze was sure that Felix would swell out of control and get into trouble if it didn't take too long, so he still had to say what needed to be said.

"Felix, I have done everything I told you when I found you," Ding Ze said lightly, lighting a cigarette, "Next, there will be no problems with my 20.00%. Right."

Felix was a smart man and knew that Ding Ze was threatening, so he smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Ding, don't worry, I promise there won't be any problems."

"That's good," Ding Ze said with a smile, "I actually hate running around. As long as I get what I deserve, if nothing happens, I won't go to Mexico again."

"You run the Guadalajara Group that you single-handedly created, don't think too much, and learn to relax;"

Felix didn't like hearing this, but he still nodded and said, "Mr. Ding, you are being humble. There are so many things going on during this period. I don't think I could do it without you."

The two of them talked like this for a while.

Conversation is over.

Done.

Ding Ze strolled out.

Now that I'm in Colombia and leaving tomorrow, how can I not play with beautiful women?

Ding Ze found the biggest bar.

Without wasting too much effort, I casually spent hundreds of thousands of dollars, brought five beauties who fit my taste, left the bar, and returned to the hotel.

In this way, plus Isabella, there are six.

Really lively.

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a new day.

Dingze said goodbye to Mickey and let Amado drive to the airport.

In the car, of course, Amado asked, "Boss, what should I do next?"

"My plan is that you will eventually be fully responsible for this part of the Colombian business," Ding Ze said directly without beating around the bush.

Amado was shocked when he heard this, "Me? Boss, I thought you asked Isabella..."

"Isabella shouldn't have the ability to serve as your deputy, but you have to understand that a plan is a plan. Whether you have the ability to get there in the end depends on yourself," Ding Ze replied.

Amado was very excited, "I understand, I will do it well."

Ding Ze smiled and said, "Don't be too anxious. Come in a down-to-earth manner. Felix is ​​not an easy man. Don't underestimate him."

"I can tell you clearly that if you are not careful, he will probably kill you."

"I also told Isabella this."

Amado actually saw what Felix was like, and his expression suddenly became more serious, "Well, Felix is ​​the kind of person who knows how to burn bridges."

Ding Ze smiled, "It's accurate. He may be wary of me when I'm here, but if I'm not here, he will definitely cause trouble if time goes on."

"Whether you can survive or not depends on your ability."

"Also, I'll give you a direction."

"Boss, you said," Amado desperately needs a direction.

"The flour from Colombia...is different from the green leaves from Mexico," Ding Ze said, taking a puff from his cigarette. "The fatality rate of flour is very high. No matter how much you smoke green leaves, you won't die."

"So, flour will be withdrawn from the American stage sooner or later, of course, not too soon."

"The direction I give you is to be prepared with both hands."

"First, try your best to come up with a complete system to separate the upstream and downstream of this business and every link, so that you can stay behind the scenes and don't let anyone know about it."

"Second, don't rely entirely on the American market... The world is very big, and there are many developed countries. The United Kingdom, Japan, and South Korea are all markets. Perhaps, the benefits these markets can bring are not as big as the American market... But , it’s always good to have an alternative.”

"Can you understand?"

Amado was silent for a while, then nodded, "I understand!!"

"Boss, how long do you think flour can last in the United States?" Amado asked.

"This is a very interesting question," Ding Ze smiled, "I can tell you clearly that when green leaves become legal in large areas, the flour business will plummet. It will take three to five years."

"Okay, then if I open up other markets..." Amado said again.

"Then you can do it for more than ten or twenty years," Ding Ze replied with a rough figure.

"Understood," Amado smiled back, with a clear sense of confidence in his smile.

"Good job."

"Ah."

The two chatted all the way.

to the airport.

Amado waited until Dingze checked in to board the plane before leaving. (End of chapter)