Xing Baohua will exit the market around 1.6, but this is a very idealized figure, and things often don't turn out that way.
Xing Baohua had been waiting for an old nobleman from the British Empire to come and talk to him, but he hadn't come even after several weeks.
Since people have already lost money, there's no point in contacting Xing Baohua again. So, being a gentleman, it's best not to meet him. If they do meet, they'll inevitably make a few sarcastic remarks.
During the period of volatility in the foreign exchange market, Xing Baohua boarded his chartered private plane and headed to Noodle Country.
Zhao Shanhai was waiting for Xing Baohua at the headquarters of Noodle Country.
When Xing Baohua arrived at the headquarters, he thought Zhao Shanhai would set up an old castle, but it turned out to be in a large building.
The profits from selling cars, plus some illicit income, were used to buy this building.
No installments, full payment.
Xing Baohua was envious of this financial power; the car only cost a few dollars, yet he could get so many dividends.
Honestly, if it weren't for Xing Baohua's identity, he would have wanted to run a black market trading network too.
According to Zhao Shanhai, the biggest trade involves reselling AKs and other similar items to people outside of mainland China.
Xing Baohua slapped his thigh and said, "I got a batch of goods from Er Mao's place. I should have let you go and pick some out. That way, next time you can just go to Andrei. He can get whatever you want except for strategic-grade goods. Also, what did you ask me to come here to see? Have you found that person?"
Instead of getting back to business, Zhao Shanhai said, "I didn't do a good job with the person you asked me to look at, so I have to give you an explanation. That person is from a certain gang, and I want you to see how he'll give me an explanation."
"I won't watch it, it's too gory. I'll give you the list later, and their families can give us more compensation," Xing Baohua said.
“No problem. You should also be careful. Several countries in the east are in turmoil. I heard the news, but I don’t know if it’s true or not. There’s going to be war in Europe,” Zhao Shanhai said, then turned to look at Xing Baohua, wanting to know if the news was true.
After all, there are some information channels that he doesn't have like Xing Baohua's.
If a war were to break out, Zhao Shanhai could seize the opportunity to intervene and make a fortune.
Xing Baohua shook his head and said, "There will be no war. Even if there is, it will be small-scale and will be over in a day or even a few hours."
Zhao Shanhai laughed and said, "You call this fighting a war?"
“That’s right. Take the battles that were recorded in Europe centuries ago, for example. They were equivalent to several villages fighting in our country. During our Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, Bai Qi buried alive 400,000 soldiers of Zhao. They can’t compare to that.” Xing Baohua said with a smile, just as someone hurried over to Zhao Shanhai and whispered a few words to him.
Then Zhao Shanhai stood up and said to Xing Baohua, "Please sit down for a while, I have to go now."
"Don't get splattered with blood, I've been having a blood splatter problem lately," Xing Baohua reminded him, knowing what he was going to do.
Zhao Shanhai, who had only taken a few steps, said, "I was thinking of finding you a few foreign girls, but since you mentioned fainting from blood, I'll pass."
Xing Baohua: "..."
Old Zhao has changed, or has society changed? He used to be such a good person! He was so dedicated to his factory. But now? He's a monster.
Xing Baohua had no idea that the dirty work he had assigned to Zhao Shanhai would lead to such a successful career.
Even if you asked Lao Zhao to stop, he couldn't. Some things had taken root in his heart and he couldn't stop them.
I'm really afraid that one day, Xing Baohua will receive news that Zhao Shanhai has died violently in the street.
What a wonderful person he is!
Taking advantage of this time, Xing Baohua called Andrei and told him to come to Rome as soon as possible, saying that he had a big business opportunity to introduce to him.
Xing Baohua waited for more than three hours before Zhao Shanhai returned. The old man took more than half an hour to take a bath and even changed his clothes.
Then, he told Xing Baohua something: the boy who escaped to the land of windmills had a wife in Venice, and they had already sent people to arrest him.
This is information that was only obtained after a gang was forced to shed blood.
Because of Xing Baohua's safety concerns, Zhao Shanhai did not invite Xing Baohua to Xiaoyao Cave for some fun. Before Xing Baohua went to the hotel, he told him that he would recommend someone to him the next day.
Andrei arrived in Rome at noon the next day, found Xing Baohua's residence, and asked, "Xing, don't keep rushing me. I've never failed to complete the tasks you assigned me before, and this time is no different. It just needs a little time."
Andrei was referring to the blueprints and engine for the White Swan.
Xing Baohua waved his hand and said, "I wanted to introduce one of my men to you. He's been doing some business outside the mainland recently and needs a lot of goods."
"What can they afford in that poor place? Just AKs and RPGs. To be honest, I've actually dealt with those, but as soon as I heard the agents there wouldn't be much money to spare, I lost interest," Andrei complained.
“You’re not interested? I am! How about we team up?” Xing Baohua said with a smile.
"Forget it, there's not much profit to be made. I'll sell you more of the bigger ones; that's a quick way to make money," Andrei said.
Xing Baohua nodded. What the other party said was true. Cooperating with him often involved hundreds of millions or billions of US dollars, which had made him rich.
It's understandable that they wouldn't be interested in a business that only makes a few or tens of dollars per transaction.
Zhao Shanhai received a call from Xing Baohua and rushed over. Upon seeing Andrei, he warmly shook hands and hugged him.
Andrei said, "Zhao, for Xing's sake, I'll give you what you want, but you have to guarantee me the quantity."
“No problem. How many AK bullets do you have that are almost worn out?” Zhao Shanhai asked after sitting down.
"There's quite a lot here. These days, even if you send those soldiers to practice target shooting, they're too lazy to go. How many do you want?" Andrei asked.
"How about a hundred million rounds first?"
Andrei paused for a moment after hearing the number, then burst into laughter, turning to Xing Baohua and saying, "Your partner is just like you, straightforward in business."
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