() Huang Jun’s statement about aura suppression was firmly memorized by Wang Zeping.
He felt that as long as it was profitable, there was really no need to personally verify whether the aura theory was true. Once the wealth was really suppressed, wouldn't it be too much of a loss?
They randomly found a small trading company in the timber market, and the two of them walked in with great confidence. Near noon, there were far fewer merchants betting on timber, and there were only three or five people looking for treasures in the piles of timber.
Huang Jun nodded towards Wang Zeping and immediately went to kill him.
After searching around, Huang Jun retreated in disappointment. This small company did not use sea yellow wood and small leaf rosewood at all. The only Vietnamese huanghuali was still hollow.
Seeing that Huang Jun got the test results so quickly, Wang Zeping took Huang Jun away without saying a word.
After dinner, Huang Jun held his head against his head and finally found two more small-leaf rosewood trees. However, the sea yellow wood seemed to be extinct, with not a single one.
Huang Jun was a little disappointed with the results in the morning. He picked five pieces of wood in total and made a net profit of 600,000 yuan. But this speed is a bit slow. According to this progress, one day is only one million yuan. To solve the problem of tight funds, there is no way to solve the problem.
impossible.
Huang Jun was very disappointed, but Wang Zeping was very satisfied. With five pieces of wood, it was not a problem to make one or two million after being trimmed.
He was so happy that he immediately took Huang Jun to a four-star hotel in Senmu City.
At the dinner table, Huang Jun suppressed his worries and asked Wang Zeping for information about valuable wood, intentionally or unintentionally. Wang Zeping felt comfortable and did not hide anything, and told Huang Jun some of the information he knew.
With Wang Zeping, a veteran in the timber industry, Huang Jun's knowledge of timber has become even more profound.
There are a lot of precious woods in China and internationally. The most valuable one is Hainan huanghuali, which costs thousands or tens of thousands per pound. It can be said that it is priceless but has no market. The second is the eastern part of Vietnam, which is close to the coastline and has the same latitude as Hainan.
Huanghuali is also very expensive.
The third place is the small-leaf rosewood from India. The fourth place is undoubtedly the Siamese rosewood from Myanmar and Laos.
The reason why these woods are valuable is often due to man-made factors. With the introduction of China's real estate policy, people with spare money have set their sights on the mahogany market. Of course, there are also issues of perception. Many precious woods are exclusive products of feudal emperors. Man-made
The hype has greatly increased the demand for wood.
What followed was a large amount of deforestation and destruction, both domestically and internationally. What eventually resulted was the introduction of international trade restriction agreements, foreign export restrictions, and even substantial increases in export tariffs.
The supply from the outside world is tight, and the domestic demand in China is huge, and the wood is inflated to the limit.
Thinking back on the things Wang Zeping introduced, Huang Jun turned his teacup and pretended to think deeply with the corner of his mouth raised. It seemed that the timber business was not easy to do, and it was almost impossible to get rich overnight in it.
"Little brother, I am not telling you that doing resource business is not as glamorous as what is said outside. There are many problems here. The more resources are used, the less they are. Only the irresponsible government will dig out the marshes and fish.
And no one who can be the head of state is stupid and knows how to continue to develop. So, sooner or later, this industry will return to rationality." Seeing Huang Jun's silence, Wang Zeping reminded him.
"I understand." Huang Jun nodded.
After the meal, the two of them went to the timber market again without taking a rest. Huang Jun wanted to earn more information fees, and Wang Zeping wanted to use Huang Jun's ability to accumulate more good wood. The two of them each had their own agendas, and they became enemies for the sake of profit.
Temporary partner.
Throughout the afternoon, Huang Jun was hardly idle, running back and forth between various wood sales companies. The afternoon passed in a hurry. Huang Jun carefully selected twelve pieces of precious wood for Wang Zeping. Wang Zeping gave Huang Jun a smile from ear to ear.
Paid 1.44 million.
Before parting, Wang Zeping asked tentatively: "Little brother, shall we continue tomorrow?"
Huang Jun did not answer immediately. He circled around Wang Zeping with a deep expression, looked at the sky, then pinched his fingers and kept calculating.
After perfectly interpreting a Feng Shui master, Huang Jun frowned, shook his head, looked at the nervous Wang Zeping and said: "Boss Wang, your aura tomorrow is not right. Today's wealth will turn back at midnight."
The air of deficit.”
"Tomorrow is not a good time to do business. If you try to do it forcefully, you will definitely lose money."
After Huang Jun threatened him like this, Wang Zeping became even more nervous and hurriedly asked for help: "How should we resolve it? When is the right time?"
Huang Jun pinched his fingers and said: "Within a week, I'm afraid we won't be able to carry out large-scale acquisitions again. What happens after a week? I'll have to make a decision then."
"Oh," Wang Zeping nodded and said, "I understand what Mr. Xiao means. It's okay to have a small fight, but you can't go into a big fight, right?"
Huang Jun nodded solemnly.
Wang Zeping sighed with some depression and said: "In that case, I will be more cautious. I don't know, how will I contact the young gentleman in the future?"
"The cycle of heaven, destiny and destiny, has its own destiny. We must meet each other and respect destiny."
After Huang Jun finished speaking, he waved his hands and turned to leave.
Wang Zeping opened his mouth, wanting to persuade him to stay, but he was afraid of violating the illusory destiny, so he had to give up.
Seeing Wang Zeping helplessly leaving in the car, Huang Jun breathed a long sigh of relief. After pretending to be a Feng Shui master for a day, he was really suffocated. There are definitely more brain cells that died today than in the past. Those short classical Chinese sentences that fool people need to be pondered.
It's really hard to get up.
Thinking back on his earnings today, Huang Jun was a little proud. Six hundred thousand in the morning and one hundred and fourty-four thousand in the afternoon. He earned more than two million in one day, which was easier than doing any other business.
Huang Jun waited for a moment, and Lei Hanrong drove a Hummer and stopped beside him. Huang Jun hurriedly got in the car.
Lei Hanrong looked at Huang Jun's weird dress and asked curiously: "Boss, why are you dressed like this today? It really looks like you are pretending to be a ghost."
Huang Jun smiled happily and said smugly: "I just pretended to be a ghost today, and I got more than two million in one day, okay?"
After Huang Jun finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows at Lei Hanrong, his intention to show off was obvious.
Lei Hanrong grinned and asked in surprise: "Boss, what on earth did you do and how did you earn so much money?"
Huang Jun waved his hand and said, "Drive, I'll tell you when I get back."
Lei Hanrong endured his curiosity and drove Huang Jun to the door of a small restaurant and said, "Boss, Yihui is inside, let's make do with something."
"Whatever." The employees didn't care, and Huang Juncai wasn't pretentious.
In the simple private room, Huang Jun met Wang Yihui, who was busy with work all day. After the three of them sat down, Lei Hanrong filled the tea for them and said to Wang Yihui: "Captain, the boss earned two hundred today.
Do you want to know the reason?"
"Oh?" Wang Yihui turned to look at Huang Jun in surprise. Looking at Huang Jun's nondescript outfit, Wang Yihui said with a smile: "Boss, you won't pretend to be a zombie just to raise money?"
The tea in Huang Jun's mouth spurted out. He glared at Wang Yihui and said, "Today, my brother plays the role of a Feng Shui master. He reads people's Feng Shui and diagnoses the quality of wood."
"Oh," Wang Yihui said in a long voice, with an understanding: "I understand, it turns out this is how you earn money, no wonder. But, boss, how do you know the quality of wood?"
"I am an omnipotent magician." Huang Jun licked his face and boasted, suddenly raising his hand, and there was a piece of green tea leaf in his hand.
"Wow, what a great trick." Lei Hanrong exclaimed in surprise.
Huang Jun threw away the tea leaves, glanced at the two of them, and said, "How was it today? Did you find the office space?"
Wang Yihui nodded and said, "I found it. It's a four-story building in the southwest corner of the timber market, plus a 30-meter-square storage yard. The annual rent is 400,000 yuan."
Huang Jun thought deeply and said, "This storage yard is a bit small. How many logs can it hold? What is this land used for? How can it be rented to us?"
"A wood processor was originally engaged in selling raw materials, but later felt that raw materials were in short supply, so he opened his own processing factory, specializing in custom-made wood processing." Lei Hanrong explained.
Huang Jun nodded and said: "In that case, let's settle it first. Tomorrow I will get some wood to decorate the facade, and we will have our own company."
"boss?"
Seeing that Huang Jun had already begun to make calculations, Wang Yihui said anxiously: "When Han Rong and I were walking around outside today, we heard bad news. The price of wood is going to increase, especially for precious wood. The increase will be at least 10%.
For example, sea yellow wood, yellow wood, small leaf rosewood, and red rosewood have increased by more than 50%."
"What?" Huang Jun stared at Wang Yihui in horror and said, "How could this happen? Then wouldn't the money I earn today have shrunk?"
"Alas!" Wang Yihui sighed and said, "It's still a matter of money. Without tens of millions, we can't start this precious timber business."
"Let me think about it." Huang Jun was caught off guard by the sudden increase in lumber prices, and even felt a little annoyed.
If I had known that this would happen, I would have prepared some wood in advance and made a lot of money. But now, if I spend money to buy wood, my profit margin will be reduced sharply.
After feeling depressed for a while, Huang Jun frowned and looked at Wang Yihui and said, "When will the intelligence personnel arrive? They can't delay it any longer. I must keep track of the trends in the entire timber market."
"I'll be there tomorrow at noon." Wang Yihui looked at Huang Jun's unkind face and replied immediately.
Huang Jun was very unhappy with this meal. After working hard for a day, he earned more than two million yuan, which was supposed to be a good thing. However, the price of wood increased, and the money depreciated accordingly.
