PFC Chapter 306: It’s not a good deal to rush for something. I can’t do anything that can slap someone i
Chapter 306: It’s not a good deal to rush for something. I can’t do anything that can slap someone i
In the elegant private room of Tianxiang Restaurant in Ping'an County, Nakamura Ichiro was entertaining Hirata Kojiro. Previously, he only got 20% of the share in Zhangjiazhuang Market, which made him very unhappy. Especially the huge profits made by reselling the medicines through his hands made him even more jealous of Mitsui Taro.
As the saying goes, taking someone's money is like killing their parents. Ichiro Nakamura hated Mitsui Taro so much that he could not compete with Mitsui Taro by relying on his family relationship. He could only look for allies. At this time, Kojiro Hirata entered his mind, which led to today's banquet.
Kojiro Hirata has been living a very frustrating life in Ping'an County these days. Last time, he failed to capture Li Yunlong and instead suffered heavy losses, which caused him to offend Colonel Miyamoto. In addition, the trap he set was discovered in advance by Li Yunlong. In the end, he lost both his wife and his troops.
At this time, things took a turn for the better. Nakamura Ichiro asked him to meet at Tianxiang Restaurant. Hirata Kojiro did not refuse and agreed directly. He also needed to find an ally for himself to solve the current predicament. The best way was to introduce foreign aid to get him out of the unfavorable situation.
The two men exchanged a few pleasantries when they met, and then expressed their views on the current situation before getting to the point.
As the host, Nakamura Ichiro spoke first: "Hirata-kun, I asked you to come here this time because I have a big business to discuss. It involves huge profits. Even General Tada would be tempted."
"I believe Mr. Hirata has been in Ping'an County for so many days, so he must have heard about the Zhangjiazhuang Market. What I want to talk about is the medicines sold in this market. I would like to cooperate with Mr. Hirata in this business. What do you think?"
In the past, Kojiro Hirata would have scoffed at doing business. However, ever since he had a special agent team of a hundred people under his command, he realized how difficult it was to maintain this team of a hundred people. If he didn't find a way to make some money, this team of a hundred people under his command would be forced to disband.
In fact, not only he, but also Yamamoto Ikki has a hard time these days. Before, with the full support of Shinozuka Yoshio, the two had a very good life. But as the special operations did not achieve much results and failed to convince the opponents, Shinozuka Yoshio had to compromise and reduce his support for the two. This also forced the two to find a source of funds, otherwise there is no way to maintain the expenses of a special squadron.
Otherwise, Kojiro Hirata would not be so shameless as to want to get some money from Taro Mitsui. He was really forced into a desperate situation. Weapons and equipment cost money, rewards for his subordinates cost money, and every aspect cost money. Even then, Yoshio Shinozuka paid 80% of the cost, and they had to raise the remaining 20% themselves.
"Mr. Nakamura, I am very interested in your proposal. I guess this should be related to the Zhangjiazhuang market. I have heard that this market makes a lot of money every day. It makes a lot of money. Could it be that Mr. Nakamura wants to take action against this market?" Kojiro Hirata asked tentatively.
Ichiro Nakamura didn't want to play hide-and-seek with Kojiro Hirata anymore. He said in a straightforward tone, "Hirata-kun, let's stop testing each other. These useless efforts will only delay our ability to make money. The prosperity of the Zhangjiazhuang market is beyond your imagination. The ten boxes of sulfa drugs sold every day are a huge golden egg, but the most delicious part of it was eaten by Taro Mitsui. I want to snatch food from him, but I don't ask for much. Just one tenth will do, to avenge the humiliation last time!"
In fact, Ichiro Nakamura was talking nonsense. He had never met Taro Mitsui at all. He just wanted to make the two of them appear to have a common enemy. After all, Kojiro Hirata had been rejected by Taro Mitsui before, and he knew the matter very well.
Kojiro Hirata didn't want to delay any further. He also wanted to get some money for emergency. He wanted to purchase 200 submachine guns and rounds of bullets from the Third Reich, not to mention some bonuses for his subordinates. The gap was about oceans.
"Mr. Nakamura, let's be frank. It's not that easy to seize the Mitsui family's business. It's not easy to get past Chief of Staff Mitsui. I don't think we need to offend Chief of Staff Mitsui in this matter. We can find a way from Zhangjiazhuang Market. The enthusiasm for food in Zhangjiazhuang Market is very high. As long as we can get a large amount of food, we can easily grab a share from Mitsui Taro. We shouldn't do this kind of offending thing. We should let that Steward Ding do it!"
"After all, if we two cooperate in business in the future, once we make enemies with Chief of Staff Mitsui, we will be caught by the pigtails. With the influence of the Mitsui family, they can't deal with the people behind us, but it will be no problem to deal with us two small shrimps."
"We can completely remove ourselves from this and not get involved at all. Let those businessmen handle everything. Even if there are some dirty things in the middle, it's just dog-eat-dog. Even if Mitsui Taro is unhappy with us, he can only endure it. After all, Chief of Staff Mitsui can't cover the sky with one hand. Don't say that we have the backing. There is really nothing to be afraid of when a fight breaks out. The key is that we have to be in the right!"
Nakamura Ichiro gave Hirata Kojiro a thumbs up and said excitedly, "Hirata-kun, in terms of wisdom, I am indeed inferior to you. Hirata-kun doesn't need to worry about the capital. I will take it out for Hirata-kun. For the extra 10%, I only want 20% of the running fee, and the rest of the profit will all be kept by Hirata-kun. I am really not doing this for the money, I just want to vent my anger!"
Feeling Ichiro Nakamura's kindness, Kojiro Hirata was about to accept it, but then he thought again that if he really took most of it, it would probably make Ichiro Nakamura unhappy, and might even cause trouble in this matter. In order not to cause trouble for himself, he decided to split it 40% to 60%. As long as he could earn 100,000 yuan, he would stop.
Hirata Kojiro pretended to be flattered and replied with an embarrassed look on his face: "Nakamura-kun, the one percent you really gave me is too much. After all, I can't be of much help in this matter. I can only help you buy some food. I really can't help you much in the transaction."
"You know that you've been in a very difficult situation these days, but I'm not someone who doesn't know what's good for you. A 20-80 split isn't okay, so let's change it to a 60-40 split, 40% for me and 60% for you. This is the most appropriate split at the moment. As long as I can make 100,000 dollars, the extra profit is yours. If it weren't for the need to support the special forces team, I would only take 10% of it to support Nakamura-kun!"
Seeing that Hirata Kojiro was so sensible, Nakamura Ichiro said sincerely, "Since Hirata-kun has said this, I am not an ungrateful person. I will take advantage of you this time. When there is a big deal next time, I will never forget Hirata-kun, and I will definitely make up for your loss!"
The two of them had a great time and drank until midnight. Jing Tailang had never thought that the two people he looked down upon would work together and try to steal his girlfriend. It was precisely because of his carelessness that he brought him a series of troubles. He was also scolded by his uncle for this and regretted it.
Early the next morning, Lin Zhenhua led a fleet of transport planes, carrying daily necessities such as fuel and fresh water, and took off from Maoershan Airport at 5:30 in the morning, flying towards the ancient city.
Zhangjiazhuang market started trading at five in the morning. As the purchase price of grain increased, the price difference was very considerable, which made many businessmen see the profitability and began to purchase grain from surrounding areas.
Ding Wei started to be busy in the morning and was busy until noon, when he finally had some time to eat. He did not expect so many merchants to come with food today. He bought 50,000 to 60,000 kilograms of food in just one morning. There was absolutely no problem buying 100,000 kilograms of food today. This was definitely good news for Ding Wei, which made him less worried than before. The situation was developing in a direction that was favorable to the Independent Group.
In the afternoon, a businessman came over and wanted to exchange the salt in his hand for vitality pills to save his relatives. Ding Wei didn't know whether this was true or not, but he had already set the rules and could only follow them. Otherwise, if he took the initiative to break the rules, it would have a great impact on the market.
In desperation, Ding Wei could only flatly reject the businessman and also gave him some advice. As long as the other party did as he said, he would definitely be able to exchange for two vitality pills within three days. If the other party continued to make trouble, he could only ask him to leave the market. After all, there were too many monsters in the market, and he didn't know if this was a trap, so he could only act with caution.
This businessman was just trying to test him. Fortunately, Ding Wei rejected him outright, otherwise it would have caused a lot of trouble. When it was evening, another businessman came to the door, which aroused Ding Wei's curiosity. If Cao Yuansheng hadn't been so impressive, Ding Wei might not have met him.
"Manager Ding, I have just asked my clerk to tell him that I am Cao Yuansheng. You should have heard of Manager Ding of the Cao family. I will take over Mr. Xu's business. I want to increase my share. I hope Manager Ding can be so kind as to help me. I will definitely give him a generous gift..."
Before Cao Yuansheng could continue, Ding Wei flatly refused, "Mr. Cao, I don't care who your ancestors were, or what business you are doing now. This is the rule, and I can't break the rule just because of a word from you. As long as you can bring a lot of food, I can give you the medicine you need. We don't owe each other anything, and we don't need to owe each other any favors. Business is all about willingness. If you try to force it, the deal won't be done!"
"There are many people who want drugs, and we have set the rules in advance. Now you want us to take the lead in breaking the rules. Isn't this asking us to slap ourselves in the face? Do you think it's appropriate for you to do this?"