1990Rage Flag Soldier

Chapter 31 Receiving goods and cleaning up

Half an hour later.

New Territories.

The entrance to an idle factory.

Zhang Ziwen parked the car, took out the iron pliers and cut the chain of the door, turned around and opened the trunk, meeting a pair of horrified eyes.

"No no no."

The owner of the eyes has been taped with tape, his hands are tied, and his wounds have been basically bandaged, like a stupid pig about to be slaughtered.

Zhang Ziwen calmly grabbed his head and pulled him off the car.

"Boom."

Wang Jinjin stepped forward to help, closed the trunk, then took out an iron rod and quietly followed the factory.

"I said."

"I'll tell you everything."

Chen Zhihao was sitting on a chair, his face was covered with bruises, his facial features were swollen and blurred, and there was blood foam in his mouth.

"faster."

Zhang Ziwen held a cigarette in his mouth and looked down at his watch: "You won't get the money before dawn."

"I'll let you shovel the Yan family!"

Although Zhang Ziwen would not do that, he must say this.

Chen Zhihao didn't dare to gamble and immediately dumped all the assets of Ye Jihuan's gang.

First of all, there are two million Hong Kong dollars in the HSBC account, but the bank card and password are all at home in the Mainland.

This is Chen Zhihao's personal asset.

Secondly, Ye Jihuan has a house in Hong Kong Island. There are various amounts of gold in the safe of the house, as well as a bag of unsold diamonds.

Not much cash.

A total of 800,000 Hong Kong dollars.

"Boss, we've got all the goods."

Zhao Jianjun directly broke into Ye Jihuan's house, took out the safe, and then used an ax to break open it.

Simple and efficient.

Zhang Ziwen took the Big Brother, nodded and asked: "How many are there?"

"Ten melted gold bricks, 500 grams each, and a lot of diamonds, two whole bags, more than a hundred."

Zhao Jianjun sounded excited.

There was a surge in gold prices in 90, and the current value of gold per gram is US$9.

Convert to Hong Kong dollars.

Five kilograms of gold is worth three hundred thousand.

The black market sells it for half the price.

Plus 800,000 Hong Kong dollars in cash.

There is also nearly one million Hong Kong dollars.

This windfall is indeed a lot, but it is not as good as the bonus, and the price paid is even greater. It seems a bit unworthy, but every opportunity to make money is missed, and sometimes it is not calculated like this.

Including Chen Zhihao's life, each person can get an extra 200,000 yuan.

The moods of Zhao Jianjun and Wang Chengcheng changed from gloomy to clear. Not only did they make enough money, they also made a lot of money.

But in theory, the biggest windfall was not cash, but more than a hundred diamonds.

These days, diamonds are considered luxury jewelery in Hong Kong, and are out of reach of working-class people. This is not an era when everyone in the future can buy one.

More than a hundred diamonds sold for over a million dollars.

But the Hong Kong Island diamond license is in the hands of Boss Zheng. The diamonds are engraved with numbers and are difficult to process. In an era when diamond factories were not yet common, selling diamonds was a hundred times more difficult than selling gold.

According to Chen Zhihao, no one wants diamonds on the black market, and gold is the real hard currency.

These diamonds were temporarily stored in Ye Jihuan's house by gangsters
"Give something to uncle."

Zhang Ziwen hung up the phone and turned to look at Chen Zhihao.

Chen Zhihao seemed to feel something, shook his head wildly, and said: "Boss, boss, I have money." "I have money!"

Zhang Ziwen nodded, and Wang Jinjin stepped forward and taped his mouth again.

When is money useful?

Chen Zhihao became even more panicked. He struggled to lift his legs, kicked over the chair, and fell to the ground without complaining of pain.

Zhang Ziwen glanced at Wang Jinjin, who took out his pistol, pulled out the slide, loaded the gun and took aim: "Bang!"

The empty factory building echoed with gunshots.

Wang Jinjin was still a little concerned about Chen Zhihao's two million Hong Kong dollars, but he understood the risks of asking people to withdraw money, and there was nothing to say in the boss's decision.

Zhang Ziwen thought more simply. Compared with the illusory two million, the half million that someone actually paid was more worthwhile.

"Take care of it."

Zhang Ziwen gave an explanation and drove away in advance.

This kind of thing can be done easily by Wang Jinjin, a veteran reconnaissance veteran, without leaving any traces.

Zhang Ziwen went to meet Zhou Minghua again.

"I have already called my friend in Haojiang and asked him to take care of Deng Weiguo first, and then arrange a boat to pick him up tomorrow."

"The whole thing has been settled."

"The sales of gold are no problem, the market price is 50%, but no one is willing to accept the diamonds."

There is a lot to clean up.

As a company executive, Zhou Minghua arranges everything in an orderly manner.

"You won't sell it at a discount?"

Zhang Ziwen was very surprised and even wondered if he heard it wrong.

He thought that Zhou Minghua might not be able to sell the goods that Ye Jihuan couldn't sell.

Later generations often joke that diamonds are sold at a 10% discount when they leave the store. At worst, they can be sold at a 10% discount, and they can get hundreds of thousands more.

"Can't sell it."

Zhou Minghua shook his head tiredly, his face full of numbness: "I asked my close friends, diamonds are very important about the source of supply, even gold with unknown origins is half price, the limelight is tight, the noise is big, the middlemen even Dare to shout 30% off.”

“No one will accept dirty diamonds, and it’s not expensive for shops to get goods from Chow Tai Fook, so there’s no need to take any risks.”

"On the contrary, the jewelry merchants who touch these diamonds may not be able to do diamond business in East Asia."

Zhang Ziwen's face turned ugly: "Pick out some big ones."

"No matter how big or small, we won't accept anything."

A large, top-grade diamond must be at least five carats. No one would dare to ask for it, regardless of whether they are in the bag or not.

Small diamonds are piecemeal and have no profit margin.

Zhang Ziwen breathed out and said: "Don't sell the gold and diamonds. Give the money to the brothers according to the market price. I will go to see Director Zheng tomorrow morning to receive the bonus, and send the things back as a favor."

"You are really good at business." Zhou Minghua understood clearly, with appreciation in his tone, and then sighed again: "Killing a few people from Pioneer Company this time can be regarded as enmity with the people from Pioneer Company."

"Gui Lao has always been ruthless in doing things. You have to be careful in the future, not only on the battlefield, but also in business and politics."

The reason why Gui Lao can monopolize public services on Hong Kong Island and gain the upper hand in the capital market is because he does not follow the rules.

Starting a feud with a ghost guy is the path that every Chinese boss must take, whether it's sooner or later.

"understood."

"I'll sleep in a hotel downstairs. Call me tomorrow morning." Zhang Ziwen waved his hand and took the time to take a shower and sleep for a few hours.

The next day.

Seven o'clock.

Zhou Minghua called: "Director Zheng asked you to arrive at the company at half past nine."

"It's about nine o'clock. You're on the phone at seven o'clock. Are you dizzy?" Zhang Ziwen was shirtless, lying on the bed, and glanced at the wall clock sleepily. He must have been a little angry.

Zhou Minghua only said: "Accept the money, whether you love me or not."

"wait for me."

Zhang Ziwen got up, picked up his clothes, drove back to the apartment and put on a suit, then styled his hair to make sure he was full of temperament, and then drove to pick up Uncle Zhou and go to the New World Center.

(End of this chapter)