"Half a month ago, the fighting in the Eastern Gulf ended. Then the unions and alliances will inevitably start to adjust their focus. The benefits of heavy industry will begin to decrease in a short period of time, but our investment policy will not change. After this war,
The union will definitely also strengthen heavy industry research and development projects."
Bitser took out the data he analyzed and put it on the table.
There will also be an additional information sheet on the display screen.
After saying that, Bitser closed his mouth and sat aside quietly to wait.
In fact, this annual meeting came more from the guidance of that adult.
There is no need for him to say anything at the meeting, someone will naturally guide the whole process.
Sure enough, after a while, as the strategist of the Blood Sail Regiment, Wangcai spoke: "We have a batch of resources on hand, which are all psychic materials and are valuable. If we want to get rid of them, is there any way for the union and you to do so?
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Everyone knows that the Bloodsail Pirates robbed the entire ghost ship of Ghost Captain Sardar.
The scenes from that day were spread widely.
Seriously, the cannons fired in unison, shaking the sky and the earth, and the scene was quite heated.
It is said that the pirates in the Paradise Island bar watched the video repeatedly that day.
Drinking rum and eating grilled river crabs was a great pleasure.
Ahem, that's too far off topic.
In short, the dignified ghost captain Sardar finally left the scene sadly in a small boat with a few pitiful skeletons. The scene was so desolate.
Now it is natural for the Blood Sails Group to dispose of the looted treasures.
After all, such a large group of supplies cannot be digested casually. Without sufficient financial and material resources, it will not work.
Quentin's eyes lit up. This was a big opportunity to make a fortune. Of course he wouldn't miss it.
"How much psychic material, what quality, and if there are any photos or anything like that, let me take a look."
"Wait!"
Behind the display screen, Wangcai stood up and left. After a while, he saw several large boxes being moved in.
After opening it, all kinds of strange psychic materials suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
The materials that can be collected by Sardar are certainly not ordinary items.
It’s hard to overstate the splendor of jewels and the turquoise glow.
Even Marina couldn't help but widen her eyes, her fingers tightly grasping the corners of her clothes, and she didn't even notice that her nails were digging into the palms of her hands.
"These are just the tip of the iceberg."
Wangcai sat back on the chair.
He picked up a black stone and played with it casually, confirming his identity again.
"What we want is simple.
First: food, a large amount of military food, high in calories and high in nutrients.
Second: Thrusters and energy weapons, as well as a large number of searing bullets.
Third: the essence of spiritual energy.”
After Wangcai listed his needs in a leisurely manner.
Everyone at the table suddenly fell silent.
There is no problem with military food. Quentin can produce these things at home, and they are of high quality and low price.
But thrusters and energy weapons are a little trickier.
This is a product that is absolutely prohibited by the alliance and belongs to the high-voltage red line.
Even smuggling giants like the Houston family dare not touch these two items for fear of disturbing the alliance.
As for the third spiritual essence...
The purchase of this item requires review and approval by the trade union. If the purchase is large, the procedures will be very troublesome.
For a moment everyone fell into silence.
Wangcai didn't rush it and let them think about it slowly.
After about a cigarette, Quentin said: "Food, bullets, and psychic essence are all fine, but the problem is..."
Having said this, Quentin looked at Ning Chen.
He said directly: "Your Excellency Ning Chen, can you give me a price?"
These large quantities of things cannot get around Area 25 no matter how you go.
But Ning Chen is the logistics commander of District 25, and his performance in this battle was extremely good, giving him a high say in District 25.
If Ning Chen nodded, there would be absolutely no problem with this matter.
With such a huge fortune, Ning Chen is not a fool.
Besides, everyone has their own interests in mind, so of course he will not prevent Quentin from making a fortune.
"I can help with 15% of the profit."
After thinking for a moment, Ning Chen offered his own price.
"10%"
"14%"
"13%"
"make a deal!"
After the two decided on the price, they looked at each other and smiled.
If this is a big cake, then the two of them can be considered as sharing two-quarters of the cake.
Marina was sitting aside, and of course she couldn't just watch so much wealth slip away from her eyes.
After thinking for a moment, he said with a smile on his face.
"I can contact the person in charge of the Southern Military Industry. As for energy weapons, I can give you a batch of obsolete products from the previous generation. As for the propellers, I can also contact Zhou Xuan, but it will take time."
Marina is, after all, a well-known socialite.
Nowadays, so many people are making a fortune following Marina, and the interpersonal relationship is at its peak in the past ten years. Naturally, she is confident that she can carve out her own piece of the cake.
"Okay! We can easily negotiate the price. Since it's difficult to transport things, let's use ghost money to transport them. Anyway, the quantity of things is not large."
Wangcai seems to have deliberately brought the end of the topic to Mingchao.
At this time, Marina was in trouble.
She didn't have the money in hand, the money was all traded to her in exchange for the gems in Quentin's hand.
Quentin also felt embarrassed at this time. He had accumulated a few ghost coins in his hand, but these coins had to be put to great use.
Otherwise, he would not have used the gem as a bargaining chip to exchange for the ghost money in Marina's hand.
Just when Marina was in a dilemma, as the husky among the wolves, Belan suddenly keenly grasped the business opportunity.
"I can lend it to you, but I need to charge a certain fee and resources!"
Speaking of which, he had only received the underworld banknotes recently, but because of Wangcai's dedicated support, Bei Lan received a large number of underworld notes, a total of eleven.
According to Wangcai's words, his place is relatively remote, so he can only make money for a year at a time.
It was precisely because of Wangcai's deliberate favoritism that Bei Lan was qualified to divide the cake.
Bei Lan's words made Marina instantly overjoyed, and this solved her urgent need.
After the two confirmed their intention to cooperate and the price, Marina seemed to have taken a piece of reassurance.
At this time, Belan looked at Quentin again.
"Well... I also need military supplies, food, wine, clothing, medicine, even if they are inferior, it doesn't matter.
But I need a lot of it.
As for the remuneration, I think this elegant Ms. Marina can help me settle the bill for you temporarily." Bei Lan put forward his request.
In fact, Paradise Island's resources are very scarce.
Military products and supplies are of course very popular here.
Especially for emergency medical supplies, no amount of supplies can fill the bottomless pit here.
Of course, Quentin was overjoyed when business came to his door.
Looking at Ning Chen, Ning Chen only charged a symbolic 5% handling fee this time.
After the two-hour meeting ended.
Everyone had a smile on their face. Only Bitser was watching the fire from the other side. His eyes scanned everyone's cheeks and put a small label on everyone.
Military supplies, pirate strength, power transportation, financial communication, and additional assistance.
The few people in front of me have unknowingly formed an amazing trading network.
But except for himself, no one seems to have discovered that the biggest consumable here is actually those ghost coins.
This is really interesting.
If I hoard a large amount of money in the future...
Bitser silently thought about his position next.
Just when a group of people were discussing how to divide this big cake.
On the street outside, snowflakes began to fall.
"Hey, Old Man Zhang, your lanterns have been hung up so early!"
In the alleys of the old city, two old men began to hang bright red lanterns.
This prompted inquiries from neighbors.
"Hey Hey……"
Old man Zhang was a little shy and embarrassed, but the old woman with gray hair beside him laughed and said: "I got a call from the army today, saying that the child is coming back. Don't you need to pack it up? I haven't seen the child in several years!"
The neighbor nodded and laughed too.
Everyone knows that Old Man Zhang’s child went to join the army and won the battle this time, so he is probably going to return in triumph.
White snowflakes are falling.
In front of the rail station in City S, I saw black buses one after another parked in the gated parking area.
Passengers on both sides were temporarily arranged into other aisles.
Soldiers in neat uniforms waited silently...
Until...the moment the station door opens...
Under bright military uniforms, Wang Zhao and his party walked out of the door slowly, but on everyone's face, there was no joy of returning home in fine clothes, instead there was heavy sorrow and solemnity.
Watching the white snow falling in front of him and landing on the urn wrapped in red cloth, Wang Zhao's eyes were red and swollen: "Brother, I have brought you back. Let's go home and eat dumplings, the dumplings made by our parents."
"salute!"
The honor guards on both sides raised their arms uniformly and stared forward with solemn eyes: "Welcome home!"
"Welcome home!"
The bursts of loud sound seemed to shake even the snowflakes in the sky.
I saw that following Wang Zhao, the soldiers holding urns in their hands began their journey home one after another.
(Volume 3: East China Sea War Chapter, end!)
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