I have to say that this guy Kun Long is really a leader in business, and he is definitely not the bastard who has eighteen wives and only knows how to be smart. The problems facing the Golden Triangle are obvious. The production of opium poppies has decreased.
Those outside are in constant demand. After so many years, the deep-rooted forces have almost all arrived today. Of course, there are still a small number of poppy fields controlled by farmers who are not afraid of death, but these are secondary, their
Production is backward, and processing cannot keep up. Therefore, except for some people who are really at the end of their rope, they will never deal with them unless they have no other choice. The drugs processed in this way appear in the outside market.
It can only be regarded as a low-quality, defective product. Faced with this situation of short supply, everyone will be excited. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. They raise prices and suppress inventory so that the bastards outside can't buy it.
There are complaints. Of course, everyone is happy when such a situation occurs. In this way, if you throw out any price, people outside will rush to grab it. But everything has its two sides. In the absence of a unified price
, everyone can make a lot of money by blindly lowering prices, but don’t forget, the Golden Triangle is not the only place in the world where drugs are found, Colombia is a big production place, and if it gets popular, you won’t be able to buy the goods.
Businessmen, they will always try their best to open up a new road. When the time comes, the supply will not exceed the demand, but the impatient drug dealers will be completely lost. You know, they can wait, but those drug addicts who are constantly suffering can wait.
Not as good as that.
Faced with such a problem, Kunlong also thought that the only solution was to uniformly adjust the price to a relatively reasonable position without harming everyone's interests. In this way, although the Golden Triangle
The output will be reduced, but the money will be more than before. Moreover, after knowing the unified price, those people will not have the idea of going far away. After all, everyone has seen the current situation of the Golden Triangle and the sharp decrease in poppy production.
, you have to leave a way for others to survive no matter what. It is helpless to raise the price accordingly. Everyone can also understand that for the long-term interests, the meaning of this alliance conference is actually very good in nature, but
Is it really possible to unify the mind? I'm afraid even Kunlong himself doesn't want to do that. Maybe everyone here is quietly thinking about the idea of doing it all in one pot.
Yan Yuntian glanced at everyone present inadvertently, and couldn't help but shook his head slightly. How could we achieve great things if our hearts were not together? The snipers in the woods opposite and the soldiers with heavy machine guns on the watchtower outside were all showing this all the time.
The hidden secret in everyone's heart.
As soon as Kunlong finished speaking, the scene suddenly became silent. Mengku, the bastard, slowly placed the pig's feet in his hands on the table next to him. He picked up a tablecloth and wiped away the grease and stains in his hands.
"Brother Kunlong, stop whining. Just tell us a rough plan on how to do it. If it works, if it doesn't work, I'll pull it down!" Mengku said carelessly, using all the words in this paragraph.
He was spoken in Burmese very fast, but except for Shen Sanquan and Yan Yunfei, those who had been in the Golden Triangle for a long time could still understand it. Although Hu Shengli, a bastard, had only been here for a short time, he could still understand it.
I also learned the languages of Thailand, Myanmar, and Vietnam in the Golden Triangle, so I heard every word.
"Brother Kunlong, tell me your opinion!" Lin Zhong said in a nonchalant manner, but his eyes never glanced at Mengku for a moment.
The old guy Maung Liao couldn't help but nod his head. His lean body looked full of strength. As the saying goes, money can't buy you old age. It can be seen that this old guy is really capable.
Live many more years.
Lin Zhong was talking in front of him. Lin Jun, who was a junior in terms of status, didn't pay much attention to it. He was still playing with the nail clippers in his hand leisurely and contentedly. This meeting was just a fictitious meeting for him. Would the dignified young master of the Lin family still want to talk to him?
As long as these people discuss their own affairs, he can ignore Lin Zhong's uncle, let alone the pretentious Kun Long and the brainless Meng Ku.
Kunlong cleared his throat, not caring about Mengku's gaze at all, and still said in blunt Chinese: "Everyone, I won't say much else. Now there is only one way for everyone to make money without losing money.
It allows business to escape from under our noses, and it also avoids everyone’s constant intrigues. In the Golden Triangle, we are a whole, and we have to deal with those businessmen together. We are the ones who suffer in the end if we fight among ourselves. Everyone, what do you think?
Isn't that right?" After Kunlong finished speaking, he glanced at Mengku intentionally or unintentionally. This guy had killed Chaihu before he came here, and he did it so quickly and cruelly that no one expected.
Kunlong's words were high-sounding, but he was secretly happy in his heart. Once it really goes as he wished, everyone would unify their opinions and live in peace. In the end, sooner or later, this Golden Triangle will be his world. Don't forget
Well, this bastard is a seeder, and the eighteen resentful women behind him can produce crops every year. At a certain time, when those teenagers grow up, Kunlong's parent-child army has been completely established, and father and son fight.
Bing, with such a strong team, I believe that the entire Golden Triangle will be frightened by it. Now Kunlong is hope. I hope that in the past few years, the Golden Triangle will be calm. When the time is right, he, Kunlong, will become the unique master of the Golden Triangle.
Making your own troops? Kunlong's ideas are so avant-garde that it's unimaginable.
"What can be done?" Mengku asked.
"The price is unified, no matter who comes to buy it, it is the same price, no negotiation!" Kunlong said coldly.
"Unify the price?" Maung Liao smiled slightly, neither objecting nor approving.
Lin Jun couldn't help but laugh the whole time, "Uncle Kunlong, you are my elder here, but I really can't agree with your suggestion. Comparing people is very annoying, and it's the same with comparing goods. You can discuss it among yourself.
, and our Lin family seems to have a hard time reaching a consensus."
"Comparing people and comparing goods, Lin family boy, please speak clearly!" Hearing Lin Jun's yin and yang voice, Mengku was very unhappy and shouted loudly. Lin Jun suddenly glanced at him with a cold look.
, He has no objection to being anxious with others, but if he wants to challenge Lin Jun, this guy named Mengku who is the most easy-to-manage~ really thinks he has a long life.
Regarding Kunlong's suggestion, he would not have agreed to it three days ago, but now, Mengku agrees in his heart, because he has annexed Caihu's territory, and this is the stage of integration. Naturally, he cannot go to war.
Otherwise, the disturbance outside and the fire in your own backyard would be really difficult to control.
Lin Jun stood up, grabbed the dagger on the table with disdain and stabbed the big swine in front of him, "Of course it is a good thing to unify the price. I didn't want to raise objections. After all, we can make money together."
That's the right way, but there are good and bad goods. Normally, there is a price for each model, but it's different now. Our Lin family has something that you don't have. How do you determine the price? Is it still the same as those second-rate products?
The same price as third-rate goods?”
Mengku also shouted and stood up, staring at Lin Jun with his big bell-like eyes, "What good things do you have that are different from ours? You brat, don't be so arrogant."
The guy spoke in Chinese for the first part, but the second half of his insults became typical Burmese.
Maung Liao and Kun Long also became interested, and kept looking at the somewhat eccentric young man from the Lin family in front of them, full of doubts.
Forcibly suppressing the anger in his chest, Lin Jun wrote down the insults of the bastard Mengku. After staring back, he sat down calmly, picked up the red wine on the table and took a sip.