The three men transported the batch of pagers back, then began packing them, and contacted a shipping company to deliver the goods to the port for shipment.

The money did indeed arrive.

This was definitely not a scam, and Zhang Fan immediately had an idea.

What kind of money is easy to make overseas? It's definitely the money of the rich, and also the money of those who fight wars; they all have US dollars in their hands.

However, if you want to sell certain special items, you need to understand the relevant policies.

Zhang Fan drove away, while Liu Tiezhu had already taken his second uncle to withdraw cash. Since it was US dollars, they needed to go to the bank to exchange it for foreign currency, otherwise they wouldn't be able to withdraw it.

I drove to a coffee shop affiliated with the Municipal Bureau.

Li Fu rushed over; he had just finished a meeting. He wouldn't have been in such a hurry to come over if it were anyone else.

"I want to engage in import and export trade, mainly exporting seamless steel pipes, gas cylinders, nitric acid, and other similar items."

Zhang Fan sipped his coffee; this latte was a bit bitter.

Li Fu was taken aback. Was this someone who was an arms dealer?

There's no need to guess what these things are used for.

"Did you know that Grandpa Yun is dead? The Yun family owns a private steel mill with thousands of employees. In recent years, the business has not been doing well, and it has only been able to survive by relying on subsidies."

"The current policy from above is to reduce production and then go down the merger route. But with Grandpa Yun gone, the subsidies from above have stopped, and they are unwilling to merge."

Li Fu only spoke halfway through his sentence.

Grandpa Yun is dead?

Did he die of anger?

I only just found out myself; the Shen family is truly amazing.

"If you're really interested, we can try to get this private steel mill to you from the Yun family. The government will continue to provide subsidies for another year, and then it's up to fate."

“The things you just mentioned can't be sold domestically, but they're not controlled items for export, so they can be traded after registration.”

Li Fu understood the policy; the exported goods were different from those sold domestically.

Domestic gun barrels are no good, but foreign ones are fine.

Export controls only need to be checked against the receiving country. As long as the receiving country has no problems, there are no issues. Special items only need to be registered.

"However, I advise you not to even think about trading foreign exchange. The Yun family's steel plant is worthless. If you actually take it over, thousands of people will depend on you for their livelihood. If you don't pay them, they'll tear you apart."

Seeing that Zhang Fan was thinking, Li Fu couldn't help but offer some advice.

Zhang Fan smiled. As a reborn person, he naturally knew about the domestic steel industry landscape.

Eventually, the steel mills were merged into large steel mills, and many steel mills were eliminated due to capacity issues.

Making money is a must, but it would be even more fulfilling if it could create a lot of jobs while doing so.

"Can chemicals like glycerin be exported?"

Zhang Fan looked at Li Fu.

"Well, you can even export explosives. Of course, explosives are regulated, but there's no problem with the raw materials. Right now, the domestic regulations on things that can be exported are very low. If you can make money from foreigners, then we won't interfere."

Explosives? I don't have any, but I can produce things like gas cylinders.

Now we need to see if our overseas clients have any new needs. I've already prepared a spreadsheet and given it to Liu Tiezhu, asking him to send it to that relative overseas and ask him to help recommend them.

If we get orders from overseas customers, then we could potentially acquire Yunjia Steel Plant.

"If you can solve the employment problem for thousands of people in the steel plant, that would be a great achievement."

Li Fu then looked at Zhang Fan.

One aspect of performance evaluation is employment.

Now that Grandpa Yun has fallen ill, Li Fu doesn't know what to do.

I don't know how to appease these thousands of workers.

This kid in front of me is a genius. If he has any ideas, he might be able to solve this big problem.

"Let's wait a few days, I need to wait for news."

Zhang Fan doesn't have the capacity to support several thousand people right now.

I already support several thousand people, but I haven't laid off any of the employees at the warehousing company; I'm paying them all myself.

A steel plant employs thousands of people; it needs orders to function.

Otherwise, why not just become a great person yourself? You'd need the ability to do that, though.

The Yun family was really unlucky. They helped the Shen family with 1 billion yuan, but they didn't get any benefits. Instead, the old man was so angry that he died.

It's quite a sad thing to think about it.

Following the Shen family will never end well.

Zhang Fan finished his coffee and came out.

Actually, the real money is made from selling beauty pills. It's not that we don't want to mass-produce them, it's that we can't.

These days, natural medicinal herbs are so scarce, especially the precious ones; they're practically impossible to find.

Otherwise, how could it be sold at such a high price?

There are only a few ways to make money these days; you definitely can't survive by just navigating the underworld.

There are ways to make a little money, but there aren't many ways to make big money.

I just stepped out, and my X-ray vision actually spotted Zhong Jiahao!

This kid just had a kidney transplant and he's already out?

The recovery is going well!

As far as I remember, pig kidneys shouldn't be implanted in humans, right? It would cause a severe rejection reaction, wouldn't it?

How come the pork kidneys given to Zhong Jiahao are still useful?

At that moment, Zhong Jiahao was at a convenience store in front of us, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, making a phone call.

It seemed like he was begging someone, asking some drug addicts to give him some flour. He needed to deliver this flour to a drug lord in Binhai, or he would be chopped up by that drug lord.

After being reborn, he not only gained X-ray vision, but his hearing also became much stronger, allowing him to clearly hear what Zhong Jiahao was saying from a great distance.

I never expected this kid to be involved in drugs. No wonder he's Zhong Lao's grandson; having powerful connections makes all the difference.

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