Not long after, a middle-aged man with a Malaysian face led a group of gangsters in black suits and stopped in front of Yang Jianguang with a murderous look.
Immediately afterwards, the big-faced man looked at Yang Jianguang and grinned viciously, "Brother, I have something to talk to you about. Come down and have a chat."
Yang Jianguang looked around at the tattooed man in a black suit near Da Ma's face. After confirming that there was no chance of escape, he took a deep breath and understood in his heart that the more this posture was, the less he could panic, otherwise he would suffer even more.
Thinking in his heart, Yang Jianguang smiled calmly, then calmly got off the tricycle, and cupped his hands in front of Da Ma. "Brother, this is a legal society now. It's not good to use knives and guns to make a big fuss, okay?
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Hearing this, the big-faced man suddenly smiled, turned around and said hello, "It's easy to say, please put this guy away."
After saying that, Da Ma turned around and introduced himself, "This brother, please give me some respect by calling me Mr. Bao."
"As long as you are willing to cooperate today, brother, I, Mr. Bao, will make sure you are fine. But if you are unwilling to cooperate, then don't blame me for being ruthless."
After saying that, the big-faced man ignored Yang Jianguang's agreement, turned around, walked behind him, and got into a Santana.
And several men in suits around also
He quickly stepped forward, pressed tightly against Yang Jianguang's body, and motioned for Yang Jianguang to follow him.
Seeing this, Yang Jianguang sighed silently and was led by a few men in suits into a broken pickup truck.
This group of people seems to be targeting me, and now I can only hope that this group of people will not kill the goose that lays the goose to lay eggs.
After a bumpy ride, the pickup truck also stopped in front of Master Bao's villa.
And Yang Jianguang, under the unkind eyes of a group of younger brothers, followed Mr. Bao into the villa.
After Master Bao sat on the chair in the middle, under the eaves, Yang Jianguang did not hesitate, and directly raised his hands to Master Bao and asked, "I wonder what Master Bao needs me to do? What if?"
If you can do it, I won’t give a damn!”
Hearing this, Mr. Bao laughed so wildly.
He thought he was some kind of tough guy, and the co-author was also a bully.
Of course, this is normal. The old man in the courtyard really has tough ideas and is not easy to deal with. But an unarmed foreigner is not at his mercy!
At the same time, Luo Ping, who was hiding in the corner of the villa, also heard Yang Jianguang's flattering words, and his face suddenly showed a bit of sarcasm.
Yang Jianguang, Yang Jianguang, I think you are so ambitious. In front of Mr. Bao, aren’t you nothing?
I've said it a long time ago, hot chickens are hot chickens, and you deserve to be bullied by us. No matter how hard you struggle, you will end up being bullied in the end!
Mr. Bao on the other side also had a mocking look on his face and did not try to hide it at all. He said directly to Yang Jianguang, "I heard that you have a way to make money by listening to music?"
"Today's matter is very simple. Give me the Walkman in your hand! And send me 10,000 Walkman units, and I will let you go."
In an instant, Yang Jianguang's face turned extremely ugly.
Compared with life, he can give ten thousand units, but can he agree to give it to this so-called Mr. Bao?
No, absolutely not!
Once you agree too simply, 10,000 units can immediately become 20,000 or 30,000 units!
This group of people will also unscrupulously refresh their own bottom line and ask for more from themselves!
And from what Mr. Bao said, Yang Jianguang felt relieved. No matter where these people knew about his Walkman channel, as long as Mr. Bao wanted to benefit from himself, it was impossible to do anything about it before getting the Walkman.
Do it yourself!
"Master Bao, you are a bit pushy." In the villa, Yang Jianguang gritted his teeth and pretended to be angry and said.
"To tell you the truth, because my brother-in-law is the sales section chief at Pengcheng Machinery Factory, I do have a channel to purchase Walkmans!"
"But there are a total of 10,000 Walkmans. Including the Walkman in my hand, the purchase price alone is six to seven hundred thousand. Even if you beat me to death, I can't get it out!"
Hearing this, Mr. Bao was overjoyed. Luo Ping was indeed right. Yang Jianguang indeed had a channel to purchase the Walkman.
He also knew that it was basically impossible to force Yang Jianguang to directly give him more than 10,000 Walkmans!
All I want is to steal this guy's business.
Is he, a foreigner, worthy of such a lucrative job?
Thinking about it, Mr. Bao shook his head cheerfully and said with a kind expression.
"Little brother, what are you talking about? I, Mr. Bao, am a serious businessman. As long as you cooperate well, it is impossible for me to attack you!"
"In this case, you can send me 10,000 units based on the purchase price of 30 yuan per unit, or 30,000 units."
As soon as Mr. Bao finished speaking, Yang Jianguang's head shook like a rattle.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Jianguang said helplessly with a sad face. "This is impossible, Brother Bao, the low-price purchase price from my brother-in-law is behind the boss's back. Even my purchase costs five or six thousand, and you want thirty-one, and you still have to pay for it."
Asking for 30,000 units will cost me my life!"
Mr. Bao got angry, slammed the table, and shouted, "This won't work, that won't work, then how much do you think one will cost?"
The people in black suits around him seemed to have gotten the signal. They took off their sunglasses one by one and stared at Yang Jianguang with a murderous look, which made Yang Jianguang tremble with fear.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Jianguang took a deep breath, glanced at the murderous gangsters on the left and right, and then dared to grit his teeth and said, "Sixty-one units, I will ask my brother-in-law to ship them to you, otherwise our business will be gone.
The law is done!”
Hearing this, Mr. Bao turned his head and looked at Luo Ping, only to see Luo Ping in the corner shaking his head and stretching out four fingers.
Master Bao immediately understood, his smiling expression immediately turned cold, and he said coldly, "Brother, it seems you are a little dishonest. I'm afraid we won't be able to continue our conversation today."
Yang Jianguang was anxious. "Master Bao, I worked so hard to buy the Walkman and send it here. You can't let me lose money!"
"Humph, I don't care about you so much!" Mr. Bao slapped the table, turned to Yang Jianguang with a fierce face, and said without refusal. "Forty-one, if you can't do it, then don't blame me for sending you to Shenhuang.
Fu Jiang!.”
Yang Jianguang looked frightened and his face turned pale.
Faced with Mr. Bao's unwillingness to refuse, in the end he could only sigh and nodded helplessly. "Forty is forty. Even if I don't make money to deliver the goods to you, I just hope that you can keep your word.
After the matter is over, don’t come to trouble me again!”
Seeing Yang Jianguang agreeing, Mr. Bao suddenly felt happy.
According to Luo Ping, he can earn at least 40 to 50 yuan from 41 units, and more than 1.5 million from 30,000 units.
Being successful on the road these days does not necessarily mean being rich. He easily obtained more than 1.5 million, and even Mr. Bao was very satisfied with this business.
As for Yang Jianguang's nonsense about telling him to keep his word, he didn't take it to heart at all and just said it casually.
Seeing this, Yang Jianguang took another step forward and said through gritted teeth. "Master Bao, there is one more thing before I get the Walkman. You have to pay the money first, otherwise the factory will not ship it at all."
Now Mr. Bao is a little unhappy. The business has not been completed? You have to give money first. What are the rules?
He looked to the side and found that Luo Ping nodded vigorously to express his agreement.
Seeing this, Mr. Bao's ugly expression finally retracted a bit. He stared at Yang Jianguang with a cold face and spoke word by word.
"Little brother, it's easy to talk about the money, but you have to remember that if I can give you the money, I can get it back from you!"
Master Bao's murderous look frightened Yang Jianguang's face even more pale. He tremblingly took out a piece of paper and wrote down a series of numbers, "Bao... Master Bao, this is my number. Have the money ready."
, just notify me to pick up the goods!”
Seeing this, Mr. Bao showed a hint of sarcasm on his lips, waved his hand and said disdainfully, "Okay, you can get out."
After hearing this, Yang Jianguang felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He had no intention of refuting and immediately walked out of the villa, not daring to stay for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, Mr. Bao's cold voice also sounded behind him, "You can leave, but remember Yang. Even if you go to that old Zhangtou in vain, no matter how ruthless he is, the former red flower double stick, you can't."
Maybe I’ll be watching over you all the time.”
"If you dare to resist and run away, don't blame me, Mr. Bao, for being unreasonable!"
As soon as he said this, Yang Jianguang's steps trembled, and then even faster, causing everyone in the villa to burst into laughter.
After Yang Jianguang left, Luo Ping also walked out of the corner triumphantly.
Yang Jianguang, Yang Jianguang, fight with me, aren't you looking for death?
Although on the surface Yang Jianguang only answered them based on the price of forty units, Luo Ping, who had been a dealer, knew very well: taking a small amount of goods is definitely not on the same level as taking a large quantity of goods.
Looking at the relationship between his brother-in-law and his brother-in-law, Yang Jianguang realized that it would not be a problem to get hundreds or even thousands of units of goods at a low price. But it would not be that simple to get so many goods at once!
You have to do it up and down and draw a lot of blood to get the people in the factory to agree.
Thinking about it, Luo Pingping shook his head sarcastically.
Is this Yang Jianguang scared out of his wits? He agreed to Master Bao’s request so easily. What a poor guy!
But Mr. Bao who was standing by was a little unhappy. He snorted coldly at Luo Ping. "Luo, why do you want me to agree to Yang Jianguang's request to pay in advance?"
"If this money is wasted, you will be dead!"
Hearing this, Luo Ping did not panic and explained slowly, "Master Bao doesn't know something. These days, you need to pay for the goods in advance!"
"If you don't give me money, even if I kill Yang Jianguang, he won't be able to get the goods! Besides, this Yang Jianguang has been scared out of his nerves by you. How can he dare to ask for money to offend you?"
"That's true." Mr. Bao nodded proudly. He had been frightened by Yang Jianguang for a long time. How could he have the courage to plot against him?
Luo Ping smiled slightly and said again. "Master Bao, in addition to asking Yang Jianguang to listen to us, I have an idea! It can make us earn more!"
Mr. Bao's eyes lit up. "There is such a good thing. Tell me, what are your ideas?"
"Master Bao, look, after we get these 30,000 Walkmans, we won't have to worry about running out of goods for a long time!" As he said that, Luo Ping's expression gradually turned sinister, and he looked outside in the direction where Yang Jianguang left.
One glance. Then he said in an increasingly cold voice.
"Master Bao, after we get the goods, how about driving that Yang Jianguang out of Shanghai?"
"When it comes to making money, only those who are able can do it. We are in the market of Shanghai people. How can a country bumpkin deserve to make money with me?"