Looking at the pistol handed over by Wang Xu, Jesse shook his head like a rattle.
This gun was a murder gun. If it left his fingerprints on his body, Jesse knew without a second thought that he would be dead if someone discovered it.
"Walter, your kid doesn't want to cooperate with me?" Seeing Jesse scared to death, Wang Xu looked at Walter with a smile.
Walter stood in front of Jesse, looked at the body on the ground, took a deep breath, and said, "I'll get it!"
"No, he can only come and get it. You have passed my review, but he has not."
Wang Xu asked Jesse to leave fingerprints on the gun because Jesse saw him murder someone.
Jesse is different from Walter. Wang Xu knows Walter well and knows that he is a desperate old man who will do anything to make money.
But Jesse is different. He is only eighteen or nineteen years old, which is a time of ups and downs in life.
Without leaving any insurance, who knows if Jesse will talk nonsense one day when he is caught by the police.
"Come here, take the gun, and shoot those two people twice, let me see your sincerity." Wang Xu looked at Jesse with a smile, his eyes were cold and could not be refused.
Walter is a fifty-year-old man, and he knows that he is not going to die soon, so he is much more courageous than Jesse.
Seeing Jesse standing stupidly, as if he had lost his soul, Walter whispered: "Jesse, just do it."
"I, I don't dare, don't force me!" Jesse was so frightened that he collapsed. He was just a street gangster. He had never seen such a scene.
Wang Xu stopped talking, gently pulled the bolt of the gun, and slowly raised the muzzle.
"No, boss, I promise Jesse won't say anything." Walter quickly blocked the muzzle of the gun and pointed at the sky and swore loudly to Wang Xu.
Wang Xu looked at Walter quietly. The two looked at each other for five seconds, and Walter did not look away.
Jesse, who was behind Walter, was so frightened that he peed his pants under the threat of a gun, like a frightened reindeer.
"Walter, for your sake, I'll give him another chance." Wang Xu withdrew his gaze, handed the pistol out again, and said, "Boy, you better be smart!"
Jesse, who was almost beaten to death, did not dare to persist this time.
Under Wang Xu's indifferent gaze, Jesse took the pistol tremblingly, walked to the two corpses with his eyes closed, gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.
Bang bang bang!!
Eleven gunshots were fired in a row, and Jesse used up one magazine before reluctantly opening his eyes.
Upon first sight, Crazy Xiaoba's body had been beaten to pieces by bullets, and red blood was gushing out like a fountain, looking like wine in the sunlight.
Jesse just took one look at it, immediately threw away the pistol, ran to the side and vomited.
"useless!"
Wang Xu shook his head, turned to look at Walter, and said with a smile: "Walter, I have always been very optimistic about you and wanted you to help me, but I didn't expect you to be so courageous. I didn't keep an eye on you for a while, and you actually sold drugs.
.But this is good, it shows me your courage. You are more courageous than I thought. Follow me and work hard from now on, and I will keep you and make a fortune..."
"Boss, are you also in the laundry detergent business?" After hearing Wang Xu's words, Walter, who had already broken the jar, actually showed a smile on his face.
He smiled so heartily and with a trace of relaxation, as if he could finally put down a thousand-jin burden today.
"No, I'm in the antique business. I used to specialize in the Chinese market. Now that I've come to Europe and the United States, I don't plan to let go of the business here." Wang Xu said with a smile. He paused slightly at the end and said hesitantly: "Of course, if you
If you are willing to expand your business, I can also delegate power to you."
"Boss, I don't know anything about antiques, but I am definitely an expert in washing powder. You may not know that the purity of the washing powder I make can reach 99%, while the purity of the products on the market is only
86. As long as my goods appear in the market, people will snap up my goods faster than they can buy free shopping coupons.”
When it came to washing powder, Walter was full of energy, as if he were a different person. He said happily: "With my current production, I can produce one kilogram of washing powder a week and sell for $80,000. If you can support me, give me
If I have a factory that is large enough and has advanced equipment, I will be able to continuously produce laundry detergent like a pharmaceutical company, and the output will be no less than those of large factories."
"Eighty thousand dollars per kilogram, how much money do you make?"
Although Wang Xu doesn't have much pursuit of money, he also knows that with his worth of 200 million US dollars, he may not even be able to buy a good yacht.
After hearing Walter's words, Wang Xu had to say that he was really moved.
This is the American Empire, not China. He doesn't feel any guilt for doing bad things here, because if you don't sell washing powder, someone else will.
"How is the output of those big factories?" Wang Xu became more energetic and asked Walter.
Wall especially looked at the short time he had entered the industry, and he had put in a lot of effort in it. He replied: "Those super factories built in Mexico can produce 100 kilograms of washing powder per day and have a turnover of eight million US dollars. They throw out the necessary
In addition to expenses, we can earn at least five million US dollars. As long as we are half their size, our annual net profit will be one billion, and our products are better, and the market is definitely in short supply."
The net income is 5 million U.S. dollars in one day, 50 million U.S. dollars in ten days, and 1.8 billion U.S. dollars in one year.
Wang Xu was really moved. Others could do this business, so why couldn't he do it.
With so much money, he can build the wasteland plane faster, and even exchange it for gold bars to support the war of resistance in the Republic of China plane.
According to historical progress, the Anti-Japanese War in the Republic of China would not be able to drive away the Japanese until 1945.
Wang Xu believes that with his support, he dare not say that the Japanese will be driven away in advance, but it is still possible to update the technology tree and reduce casualties.
"Using the health and money of the American imperialists, you can buy my yacht, buy my aircraft, support the Republic of China's war of resistance, and fight against Japan. This is possible!" Wang Xu nodded heavily and said, "Establish such a super experiment.
Room, how much capital and manpower do you need?"
"The equipment alone requires an initial investment of at least 50 million U.S. dollars, and a dust-free workshop is also needed. I don't need manpower. Jesse and I are enough. It's just that we lack offline dealers to protect us.
Those people eat people one by one without spitting out their bones. If they don’t have enough strength, they will just be swallowed up in one bite." Although Walter had just entered the industry not long ago, he had thought about many problems.
It is not difficult for him to make washing powder, but what is difficult is what to do after making it.
You must know that when the business expands to a certain level, it is not possible to go the route of street gangsters. For sales, you can only rely on big bosses who occupy one place and have networks all over urban and rural areas.
And those big bosses, every one of them is a shark, they can smell the smell of blood and be easily swallowed up.
"I have funds and armed forces, and you have expert-level technology. Except for dealers, it seems that we lack nothing!" Wang Xu said thoughtfully, "You go back first and wait for my call tonight."
"Boss, about the money..." Walter was not afraid of taking risks, but he was afraid that he would not have enough money to survive his family after his death.
Wang Xu knew his concerns, laughed, and said: "I will give you two million as a settlement allowance first, and after the factory is completed, I will add 5% of the net profit. Are you satisfied now?"
Walter was very satisfied, but he did not forget his partner and asked: "Boss, Jesse's side..."
"Jesse is just your assistant. I will give him a monthly salary of 100,000 US dollars, and he will not have to think about profit sharing." Wang Xu said extremely seriously. What he needs is a talent like Walter, not Jesse.
A little bastard like Xi.
Look at what he looks like. He was scared to death by a gun. How could such a person achieve such great things?
Wang Xu has already thought about giving Walter an assistant after the factory is established.
After all, Walter's health was not good, and even if he had enough money for treatment, he would not be able to live a long life.
By then, as long as Walter is gone, Jesse will be kicked out by him without even a salary of 100,000 US dollars. He doesn't raise waste here.