Fang Lang could understand his uncle Fang Xinshui's eagerness. In fact, Fang Lang also wanted to get in touch with China as soon as possible. The group with the closest connection with China abroad was obviously the Hongmen in the United States.
"Uncle, this time I hope you can contact the American Hongmen in the name of your gang. What do you think?"
Fang Lang nestled comfortably in the sofa, looking at Fang Xinshui who was sitting opposite him.
"Is that the Hongmen you told me about last time, whose influence is spread all over the world?"
Ever since Fang Lang and Fang Xinshui talked about the history and size of the Hongmen last time, Fang Xinshui has always had a desire to find out more about this organization. He didn't expect that this time Fang Lang would ask him to come forward and have direct contact with this organization.
"But we are such a small gang, will they bother to pay attention to us?"
The more he knew about the Hongmen organization, the more he knew how powerful it was, so Fang Xinshui had no idea whether he could meet the person who was in charge of the other party.
Seeing his uncle's expression, Fang Lang knew that the Hongmen he introduced last time was too powerful, which made his uncle feel a little inferior. So he smiled and said:
"Why did uncle suddenly become so unconfident? We are here to discuss business! We are not asking them to do anything for us. If someone comes to give you money, would you refuse it?"
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Fang Xinshui looked at Fang Lang's calm demeanor and the confidence he exuded, which made him a little dazed for a moment. The nephew in front of him looked a little unfamiliar to him, and he could not tell at all that he was a twenty-year-old young man.
Fang Xinshui admired his nephew's maturity from the bottom of his heart, and was willing to follow the footsteps of this junior. That was why he dropped his work and flew directly to New York to meet Fang Lang as soon as he received Fang Lang's telegram.
"Business? What kind of business can we do with them?"
Fang Xinshui knew Fang Lang's ambitious goals, so he was a little confused about doing business with the Hongmen gang.
"You guys are definitely not needed in legitimate business! What kind of business can there be between gangs?"
Fang Lang smiled and picked up the water on the table and took a sip.
After hearing Fang Lang's answer, Fang Xinshui's first reaction was the hemp leaves that he and Fang Lang had talked about.
"Didn't you forbid us from touching drugs?"
Fang Lang was very upset at his uncle Fang Xinshui's reaction and said helplessly:
"You don't think there's no other business between gangs except drugs!"
Fang Xinshui was very familiar with the gang’s traditional industries. After all, he had been in this industry for so many years.
"Prostitution, gambling, and drugs are the fastest way to make money! But we don't have the resources in this area!"
Seeing that his uncle's thoughts were going astray, Fang Lang pulled his thoughts back and said:
"Uncle, let me tell you this! You are a gangster, but I don't want you to really become a gangster! Do you understand what I mean?"
"It's a gangster but it can't be a real gangster. What does that mean? You've got me confused!"
Fang Xinshui looked confused and had no idea what Fang Lang was talking about.
"Do you know why I asked you to contact them?"
Uncle Fang Xinshui is still very important in Fang Lang's plan, so he hopes that his uncle can have his own ideas and thoughts. He doesn't want him to be careless forever. After all, you need brains to survive in the underworld.
"Of course there is money to be made!"
Since you want to do business, isn't the purpose simple? So Fang Xinshui blurted out without hesitation.
Fang Lang shook his head slightly and looked at his uncle with a firm gaze.
"Making money is secondary! My main goal is to immigrate from China to Brazil through their channels."
After hearing Fang Lang's words, Fang Xinshui looked tangled and said with some embarrassment:
"Gangster immigration. You mean the trafficking of... people! That's not good! Will my son be born without an asshole?"
Fang Lang slapped his forehead and was almost pissed off to death by his own uncle.
"Uncle...you!...I, what can I say! Who says we have to sell it? Can't we open a labor dispatch company and recruit workers in China? Can't we set up an immigration agency to help Chinese people who want to immigrate to Brazil? Can't we open an employment agency and introduce Brazilian jobs to Chinese people?"
Seeing Fang Lang's defeated expression and hearing Fang Lang's answer, Fang Xinshui suddenly realized and slapped his thigh and said:
"Hey! Now I understand what you said. Isn't this still a legitimate company?"
"We don't care whether they are formal or not, as long as we are formal, our goal is to increase the number of Chinese in Brazil. This time I have a new channel that allows us Chinese to directly become naturalized in Rio Grande do Sul in the form of immigration.
For Chinese people with a certain level of economic power, we can help them buy land and farms in Rio Grande do Sul and help them settle down. For workers without economic power, we can open labor-intensive industries in Rio Grande do Sul to provide them with jobs.
For those with professional skills, we can invest in them to help them start their own businesses, and we can also introduce them to suitable jobs. Isn't that good? As long as they can settle down, the proportion of our Chinese population will increase, and we will not be as helpless as we are now, right? "
Seeing that his uncle really didn't understand the twists and turns here, Fang Lang could only tell him what was on his mind.
Fang Xinshui expressed his agreement and understanding for Fang Lang's idea, but still couldn't help but voice out the doubts in his heart.
"But if this is the case, they can make money, but we will lose a lot, right? Isn't this a losing business?"
Facing Fang Xinshui's questions, Fang Lang had to explain everything to him clearly. Otherwise, he would be the one to implement it, and if he himself didn't know how to do it, it would cause a big mess.
“Who said we would lose money? Don’t we charge any fees for citizenship for rich people, or for buying land or farms? Don’t we charge any referral fees for providing jobs to workers? Of course, they may not be able to pay right away, but they can pay it back slowly after they get a job! Aren’t these all income?
Of course, we need to figure out how much money to collect and how to divide it with the Hongmen. It would be best if we could achieve a win-win situation for the Hongmen, us, and our fellow immigrants. If that is not possible, we can even not make any money, as long as we can achieve our goal!"
I finally understood Fang Lang's work ideas. Since I can achieve my goal and make money, what else can I say? Just do it. I can do this kind of thing myself! Why do I have to cooperate with Hongmen?
"I understand. Then can't we just do this business directly? Why do we have to cooperate with them?"
This could indeed be done by himself, but as a person from later generations, Fang Lang knew very well the domestic situation after the surrender of the Japs, and that he did not have much time to carry out large-scale immigration, so he had to rely on the power of the Hongmen.
"How many of us are there? If we rely on our own strength, we don't know when we can find enough immigrants."
Fang Xinshui finally understood the issue of immigration, but as a Chinese, he was still worried. Even if the Chinese population in a place really reached a certain scale, who could guarantee that everyone would stand with you? After all, there are many different kinds of people.
"Okay! But are you sure that after all our efforts, we will get the rewards we want?"
In fact, Fang Lang was not sure whether the immigrants could agree with him, after all, there were still too many banana people. However, his way of immigration was very different from those banana people who sneaked to the United States to seek freedom.
Moreover, I have a plan for the future of Chinese people in Brazil. I can learn from the Japanese who came to Brazil later! Opening a school for Chinese people in a Chinese community will never let Chinese people in Brazil forget their ancestors and their culture.
Of course, this is a later story. Fang Lang also has his own ideas about the current group of Chinese immigrants.
"Uh! Okay! I understand what you mean, so we need to provide pre-job training to all immigrants, conduct MLM-style brainwashing, and make them aware of the historical mission they shoulder.
There is no rush for this. We will open a training class and arrange several instructors trained by us on each immigrant ship. It takes almost two months to get from China to Rio Grande do Sul. I don't believe that we can't wash out a group of our own people.
As long as our thoughts are unified, our actions will certainly be unified. When all of us Chinese pull together, our strength will be extremely strong.”
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