Great Entrepreneur of the Universe

Chapter 159 Why work?

In Stanley, a group of eight people including Dang Hall, Short, and Stoker arrived at a large store under the leadership of A Bing, the chief of the custody department.

In the prison cell with three rows of bunk beds, Lan Guiqing, Bai Maoxiong, Da Tou Quan, Chui Shui Qiang, Sanfen brother Wang Fugui and others all looked at the eight black and white ghost guys with strange expressions.

Especially Lan Guiqing, who whistled to Section Chief A Bing, "Brother Bing, what's going on? Why are there eight foreigners in our prison?"

This A Bing is Section Chief Guo's confidant, and before Lan Guiqing was imprisoned, he was with Viper Bing. Everyone knows their relationship well, and there is no courtesy in daily life.

Lan Guiqing is not only curious about the origins of these ghost guys, but also curious about why they all have their hands on their hips and have obvious outwardly-shaped facial expressions. Could it be? ?

Brother Bing smiled a little and couldn't help laughing, "A group of dragons crossing the river who offended the good master were all picked by Doctor Yu. They are now eight orphan warriors. Please comfort them."

"To put it bluntly, just like Master Liang ordered, we don't have any big grudges, just a small misunderstanding. Let's make peace if we can. Please take more care of them during this time."

"Does anyone understand English? If not, I will transfer a translator from another prison."

A group of dump truck drivers and the little brother who came in from the testicle removal mania case looked at each other in confusion, testicle removal, solitary testicle warrior? Small misunderstanding...

Still confused, Brother Sanfen raised his hand and said, "I know a little bit about it. I worked as a taxi driver for a few years and made a lot of money by driving European and American tourists. And I have a girlfriend who is an English teacher."

A Bing nodded, "Then I'll leave it to you. Hall and the others are quite calm now, so they probably won't go crazy."

How can you still calm down after having one picked off? After all, the bait was hanging. If Adolf outside had tried the medicinal wine and was several times more powerful than before, Hall and others could only place their hopes on the medicinal wine to make up for some of the dignity they had lost as men.

Picking them all, as long as one can really be greater than three, this misunderstanding is not impossible to solve.

After a few polite words, when A Bing left, Brother Sansan said, "Brother Bing, prepare a table of delicious food to welcome the newcomers."

Chief Bing didn't even look back, "I know, let's see what my arrangements are. Let's eat Western food today, in case they don't get used to it."

Lan Guiqing had already waved his hand, instructing several younger brothers to help Hall and his party pick up basins, toothbrushes, cups, etc., and help them clean the empty bed.

Brother Sansan also looked at the crowd curiously and said in English, "You have offended Mr. Liang? You just lost one and turned into an orphan warrior. It seems that the situation is very minor."

Hall, Short and others looked at each other in confusion. If things had not developed to this point, they would not understand the thinking logic of this group of Hong Kong people. Why do everyone think that losing one is a trivial matter?

Brother Sanfen said with emotion, "It is indeed a small matter. My nickname is Brother Sanfen. I am famous for doing things in less than three minutes. I am still infertile. I just helped Liangye do such a small thing, and now I am more than relaxed." Minutes, and a son and a daughter.”

"After six months of squatting in Stanley, I took leave to visit relatives and got my wife and girlfriend pregnant. It's been more than five months now."

Hall, Short and others looked at each other in confusion again. A few dozen seconds later, Hall sat on the edge of the bed and asked curiously, "After being in jail, can I still go out to visit relatives and ask for leave?"

Brother Sansan patted his thigh and sighed, "Look what you said, jail is jail. Our penal system in Hong Kong is very humane. As long as you really behave well in the cell, change your ways, and let the warden see you." With good qualities, it’s not difficult to go out and take three or four days off in one or two months.”

He pointed at Da Tou Quan, Chui Shui Qiang and Lan Gui Qing and said, "We brothers should all go out for a vacation so that our families don't have to worry about us."

Hall glanced at the group of boys again and said to Brother Sansan, "Could it be that this is a private prison?"

This group of fierce men has been active in the African battlefield over the years. In fact, they are all retired elites from Europe and the United States.

They lived in Europe and the United States for the first half of their lives. To be precise, six of the eight retired from North America and two retired from Hans Cat.

Even if Hall has never been there personally, he has heard about the treatment experience in private prisons in North America.

Brother Sansan's eyes widened, "How can it be a private prison? Can a prison be private?"

Short interrupted, "What work do we need to do after we come in?"

Brother Sansan looked at him doubtfully, "Why do you have to work when you are in jail based on your ability? On a daily basis, we just read, play cards, and play basketball, relax in the sun, brag and chat, and eat and drink."

When they first came in, they needed work. Section Chief Guo contacted Wang Shouliang in August last year, and Brother Sanfen came in in May.

Section Chief Guo was transferred once in September last year.

Even after Lao Guo was transferred back and promoted, the living conditions of these dump truck drivers also completely changed.

Isn't it possible that Xiaote will be punished? If he goes to jail based on his ability, doesn't he need to work? There are so many prisoners in European and American prisons. What kind of big animals are they? Aren't they being exploited by various capital groups?

Let’s just say that those private prisons only accept inmates who are in good health and have no bad habits. They are just for easy exploitation. They will not accept you if you have a serious illness or a bad drug, etc.

At this time, Lan Guiqing brought out a bottle of red wine and a bunch of disposable cups, "Brothers, you are welcome to join us and have some drinks? By the way, does this small operation of yours not prevent you from drinking?"

He spoke in Cantonese, and Brother Sansan hurriedly translated.

In the past, the bad ghost Qing was very bad. In July last year, the testicle-removing maniac Lao Yu came out for the first time. When Ah Qing was chosen to win the lottery, he had eaten one meal without finishing the next, and he also owed a bunch of gambling debts.

After winning, he not only cleared his debts, but also became a little big brother in Stanley. Due to the problem of the number of people in the prison, he didn't have many little brothers here, but when he went out to have fun, groups of people would come in turns to honor him. Brother's.

Moreover, outside the prison, every time Viper Bing went to Moscow to do business, he would set aside a small profit for Ah Qing to keep. He also left the profits of two bars for him in Causeway Bay, Wan Chai.

Those who have saved up now have several million Hong Kong dollars.

Especially last time, the poisonous snake Bingbing took him out to fly to Tokyo and gave Yanagani Group a little excitement in the business war negotiations, which caused a certain senior executive to be shot eight times in the back.

Just that time, Brother Qing received a dividend of HK$50.

He is not very rich, but he has achieved financial freedom.

When Brother Qing opened the bottle and poured the wine, a group of European and American white and black guys were confused and confused. Where did the red wine come from? Are we sure we're in jail?

And looking at the expressions of Bai Maoxiong, Da Touquan and other Chinese prisoners, they all had very natural and unsurprising reactions...

Brother Sansan also took a picture of himself, "Chui Shuiqiang, bring me my cigar box!"

Chuishui Qiang chuckled and took out a box of cigars from under his bed. Brother Sanfen laughed and said, "I quit smoking and drinking for half a year to treat my illness, but now that I have children, everything will be fine."

"My two younger brothers gave it to me. They say they are authentic Cuban cigars. A single cigar costs over a thousand Hong Kong dollars, one to two hundred US dollars. How about one?"

Hall was completely speechless, "Really or not? Is your brother so rich?"

Even they couldn't just smoke a cigar worth a hundred or two hundred dollars apiece. Just like Wang Bao complained about him, they were all semi-anesthetized on the operating table. When they wanted to leave a testicle under the knife, he I can only afford 300 million US dollars...

Brother Sansan nodded, "That's right, my third brother is the pride of my Wang family. Relying on the platform provided by Mr. Liang, he can now earn two to three million US dollars in profit every month. I still say after tax."                                    Earning 20 to 30 million dollars, do you think you are rich?"

Even if Wang Jianjun started running the insulin trade in July last year, he has only been running it for 7 months and less than a year. At the beginning, he only made more than 9 million Hong Kong dollars in profit a month. Later, he made more and more as he continued.

But that doesn’t stop Brother Sanfen from being proud of him!

Hall and others are still very messy. They say they are ruthless people, their personal assets are really limited, and they wander around the war zone and risk their lives to do things? That’s not much money to make.

Make an order and divide it among nine people.

It’s not uncommon to encounter situations where you get cheated or get things done and your employer disappears.

Hall lit up the cigar and took a puff. It hit the right note. He asked curiously, "What kind of business does your brother do? He can't make so much by killing people or something like that, right?"

Brother Sansan's face had a glimmer of glory, "He is a good person who helps diabetic patients in North America take cheap medicines and provides help in times of need."

"A 10ml insulin in mainland China costs less than US$1. The retail price in North America is now more than US$40. The price difference is dozens of times. As long as the goods are delivered, there will naturally be a lot of money for millions of patients in North America. It’s needed every day.”

Short was shocked, "Damn, it's so dark?!"

He couldn't help but look at Hall, "Boss, did we get into the wrong industry before?"

Stoke also spoke for the first time, "If this three-pointer didn't lie, we were indeed in the wrong industry before."

"I never thought that the pharmaceutical industry would have such a terrifying profit gap."

If I had known this earlier, who would have gone to Africa?

Stoke looked at Brother Sanfen, "Isn't this business difficult to do?"

Brother Sanfen said happily, "My brother was delivering goods to places like Toronto and Vancouver in Massachusetts. For a while at most, it became as chaotic as Africa. But after a few months, the top management in Massachusetts couldn't handle it anymore. Just give in and watch them gain blood."

Stoke, Short, and Hall looked at each other in confusion again.

Then, a group of boys came to deliver the food pushing various food carts, dinner plates, etc.

After coming in, the spirited young men from Stanley greeted each dump truck driver and Brother Qing and Brother Xiong enthusiastically. They arranged the dining carts into a long table and left a pile of delicious food behind.

When Brother Sansan and others treated the newcomers to a meal in their daily routine, Hall stared in disbelief and cursed, "It's so lawless! Am I in jail??"

Even private prisons in North America aren't so wasteful, right? No, there should be hope, as long as you have money.

………………

May 1992 arrived.

Hong Kong Haowan, Xingmatai, including the island and Korean media, were all arrested by Matsumoto and Miura, the two earliest backbones of Mediterranean gangsters. They were first arrested and successfully released on bail after hiring a team of lawyers. They also had several court trials, lawyers and prosecutors. The performance of the gunfight was completely covered.

This Mediterranean vote is so crazy!

The first was a series of armed robberies on Hong Kong Island. The next time their companions were arrested, Miura and Matsumoto absconded. The photos of their appearance were published in many newspapers and magazines, including news reports.

Follow the crazy crime in Tokyo.

Now, the situation is that from the previous photos of the Mediterranean, comparing the body shape and height, even if the two people have gained weight, anyone with vision and knowledge can roughly determine that they are the earliest backbone of the Mediterranean gang, the leader.

But, apart from this, you have no other evidence!

The main points of debate among the legal team were: one was that Miura and Matsumoto had long hair; the other was that a bunch of perjurers were pulled in to give them false confessions and testimonies to help them prove that these two were not at the scene of an armed robbery; and the second was to repay Huge debt to the bank? Rich woman...

Even if they robbed the Yamaguchi-gumi, Sumiyoshi Kai various gambling stalls, and the ecstasy cave, they still left no evidence.

Despite insufficient evidence, they were successfully released on bail and a series of lawsuits made the two famous in East and Southeast Asia. Countless media took the initiative to interview and report on them.

While continuously swiping the screen, it also has a dream linkage with Taro Kitagawa's twenty-something Mediterranean gangsters!

Just when the big case lawsuits were the most attractive, Taro Kitagawa's group of people committed another robbery in Tokyo for the fourth time, taking away 3000 million U.S. dollars in banknotes. Good guy, they committed the crime four times and stole million U.S. dollars.

No evil is done in this way.

When this shocking giant melon detonated the world, Hairuxue Hair Growth Serum also took advantage of the trend to enter the Hong Kong Haowan market and promoted it to retail terminals. As for Stars, Matai and Daohan, they are still in public relations.

Wang Shouliang started attending dinner parties in April. At those dinner parties, he not only lobbied the relevant departments of Hong Kong Island, but also got to know many Chinese tycoons and wealthy people who were also influential in Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand, and South Korea.

Including some ghost guys and devils, and South Korean rich people.

Miura and Matsumoto were at the forefront of the controversy. They did not directly say what they used to grow their hair. No matter how the outside world asked, they kept it secret.

This will definitely attract the attention of premature bald and bald patients around the world, and some media have begun to take the initiative to ask questions, but they won’t tell them.

Yanagiya still wanted to grab this halo. Miura and Matsumoto did not deny it to the public. It was just after Yanagiya took the lead that he encountered several enthusiastic negotiation techniques from Wang Bao's sales team.

We really can't let Miura and Matsumoto directly tell the public that "Fa Ruxue" is a brand, and let them vigorously promote "Fa Ruxue". In that case, the commercial promotion of "Fa Ruxue" will be attacked by a lot of negative materials.

But if you maintain a sense of secrecy and hungry marketing, even if it lasts for a year and a half, and the strong winds and waves cover up a lot of things, Fa Ruxue's sales will naturally skyrocket.

Given the medicinal efficacy of the product, Wang Shouliang was not in a hurry to sweep the global market within a month or two. Even Melatonin was bombarded with advertisements for more than a year before he planned to make money from the stock market.

The task of Wang Bao and others is to make a profit by selling as many bottles as possible in a year!

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May 5th, Youth Day.

Wang Shouliang woke up in the big villa in Pengcheng and felt that Jiang Yunyun was having sex and Qiao Simei was still adding fuel to the fire, so he had no choice but to show a doting smile.

"Okay, don't be too greedy. For today's dinner, I have an appointment with He Sheng from the Philippines, so I still need to walk around a few more times."

Qiao Simei winked and acted cute, "That's why I cheer for you."

(End of this chapter)