The big truck stopped for a moment, put down the irrelevant people, and then turned towards the suburbs of the city.
After Chen Fang arranged everything, she stood quietly behind Chen Yang.
But she frowned, with disbelief written all over her face.
"Do you have an idea?"
Chen Yang spoke without warning.
"Um--"
Chen Fang hesitated for a moment, then said honestly: "Master, is it true that someone kidnapped women and imprisoned them as reproductive tools, just to sell their children?"
"Is this very profitable?"
She can understand all kinds of desperate risks, and even human trafficking, but she treats people as hens that lay golden eggs, and can these eggs really be sold?
Chen Fang felt that in just one day, her outlook on life was collapsing.
It turned out that this world was not as bright and glamorous as she had originally seen.
Xu Qing originally wanted to explain, but Chen Yang chuckled lightly and spoke before him:
"Actually, it's not much different from those opening pet shops."
"Pet shop?"
Xu Qing and Chen Fang were both surprised. Is this reliable?
Chen Yang continued minding his own business: "There is a question and answer on Zhihu, the topic is what other lucrative industries are there that ordinary people don't know about, and one of the answers is about raising pets.
With a principal of 10,000, I bought three American Shorthair cats as breeding cats, 5,000 for males and 2,000 for females, and the remaining 1,000 was used for cat food and other daily expenses.
A female cat can have three babies in a year, with 3 to 10 babies in one litter, and two female cats can have at least 20 to 30 babies in a year.
Counting the lowest 20, and averaging the males and females, the price is 3,500 each, totaling 70,000."
Chen Yang stopped when he said this. Chen Fang and Xu Qing are both talented people. After a simple mental calculation, they couldn't help but wonder.
This amount of money is nothing to them, but in terms of input-output ratio, it is indeed a huge profit.
Chen Yang paused and then said leisurely: "As a human being, the truth is actually the same. In the domestic market, the surrogacy business is at least 800-1 million at a time. As long as you control ten women of pregnant age, it will be 100 million a year.
plate."
He didn't say what he meant, but Chen Fang and Xu Qing could understand it.
Not to mention a big city like Shangjing with tens of millions of dollars, or even a small place like Xiajiang City, where they are about to go to each other's lair, there are probably more than 10 pregnant women imprisoned.
Xu Qing has already mentioned before that the destination of the children born is to large overseas adoption agencies.
There is no need to investigate. Chen Yang and the others know all about it, and it is estimated that all the procedures have been made to look legal. A pair of white couples who spent a lot of money to adopt a child will never know what kind of hell the real mother of the child is in.
torment.
People say that there is great terror between life and death, but in fact, there is even greater terror under money.
After a few chats, the truck drove to the outskirts of the city and stopped not far from a community called Daming Shijia.
Around the big truck, cars stopped one after another, and people in black suits and sunglasses stepped out. At first glance, they looked like professional security guards.
No fewer than dozens of people.
This was naturally Chen Fang's arrangement. Chen Yang glanced at it and didn't care, and focused his attention on the Daming Family Community.
The community was gray, the surrounding roads were not well built, and it was deserted. Not a single person could be seen entering it for a long time.
Due to urban planning or other reasons, ghost towns like this are inevitable in every city.
"Chen Fang, you are too eye-catching, please stay in command."
"Xu Qing, come in with me."
Chen Yang gave instructions in a tone that did not allow for objection, and walked towards the community.
Chen Fang looked down at her outfit and couldn't help but stamp her feet.
She is wearing a Chanel professional suit, and the things she carries with her are not jewels, but they are exquisite and indeed eye-catching.
Such people would not like a community like Daming Family, and they would have ulterior motives at first glance.
Chen Yang and Xu Qing are the most suitable candidates because they can't be found in a crowd from their looks to their clothes.
Chen Fang had no choice but to give up following and arranged for professional bodyguards to respond.
The large truck is fully functional inside and is the best command platform in itself.
After Chen Fang gave orders and gave instructions, Chen Yang and Xu Qing walked and walked into the sales department of Daming Shijia Community.
The sales department was as deserted as a newly developed shopping mall, with many more sales ladies than customers.
The deserted business made everyone feel uninterested. The sales ladies were snacking on melon seeds and checking their mobile phones. When they saw Chen Yang and Xu Qing coming in, they didn't even blink.
"My lord, is it necessary to come in person? Since the place is locked, they can't escape."
Xu Qing lowered his voice and made a last-ditch effort to persuade.
In his opinion, it was completely unnecessary for Chen Yang to take this risk. He could just sit on the chair in the command center and take a nap, and the matter would be solved.
Chen Yang also kept his voice low and said calmly: "I just want to see with my own eyes what kind of hell it is on earth for the first time."
The reason why he went to war was because the other party actually wanted to attack Tang Wan. Although by some mistake, it was Tang Jiao who was kidnapped, it still touched his nerves.
But after hearing the cause and effect of the incident, Chen Yang's mind changed.
He wanted to be a doctor once in a while and cut out the tumors parasitic in the shadow of the bustling city with his own hands.
After Chen Yang and Xu Qing finished their exchange, the sales ladies who were shoving each other around also selected someone, yawned, and walked towards them reluctantly.
The sales lady is not too young, and even if she wears thick foundation, she still can't hide the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.
Twenty-seven or eighty, at least.
She was so impatient that she didn't even think that those two guys who were dressed in ordinary clothes and even shrank and talked in a low voice after entering the door could afford a house.
This community only sells a few units a year. She has worked here for a full year and has completely figured out the rules.
This is the house that a nouveau riche with a little money bought to house his mistress.
The audience is so clear.
In better residential areas in urban areas, the nouveau riche are reluctant to buy for mistresses. There is also a danger, right?