Hong Kong Film: The Positive Energy System of the Hongxing Boss

After getting accurate information, Fengyun came to the other side of the river again.

"Victor, the bosses behind me said that your goods are not good. They are all outdated goods. They are not very interested." Fengyun said with a look of disdain.

Hearing Fengyun say this, the other party was not angry but happy. He knew that he might have met a big fish.

"Mr. Feng, we have a lot of good things. You can sit down and talk slowly."

"I hope, don't use some garbage to fool me again."

...

Under the leadership of Victor, the group came to a big villa.

"Mr. Feng, this is my residence here." Victor pointed to the big villa and said.

At the same time, he was also paying attention to observing Fengyun's expression.

Fengyun just nodded calmly.

"It's okay, the place is quite big."

Seeing Fengyun's casual attitude, Victor understood that the other party was not an ordinary businessman.

Especially Xu Zhengyang's professional bodyguard action, which made Victor think of many things.

After entering the door, both parties sat down as guests and hosts.

"Mr. Feng, we can have a good talk now."

"Victor, I'm a little curious now, what exactly is your identity?" Feng Yun was not polite and got straight to the point.

There's no need to do those empty words when negotiating with such a person.

Victor smiled.

"Mr. Feng, please forgive me, my identity is a bit complicated, I don't want to lie to my friends, so I can't make it clear for the time being."

Feng Yun said indifferently: "It's okay, I understand. Business is business, identity is not important, money is the most important."

"Hahaha." The two sides looked at each other and laughed.

The other party also liked Feng Yun's attitude. He recognized money instead of people, without so many twists and turns.

Then, the conversation began to get to the point.

"Victor, I took the list you made back to show the bosses, and the bosses said that what you sell is garbage." Feng Yun said bluntly, without giving the other party any face.

"No, our Mao Xiong's things are the best." Victor argued.

Fengyun did not argue with him, but took out another piece of paper and said: "Look, this is the T64 main battle tank you took out.

The boss said that these are all old models, and the new model is called T80.

You still say that you didn't fool me?" Fengyun said indignantly.

The other party rolled his eyes at Fengyun. It seems that this guy is really a whiteie who knows nothing.

However, Victor likes this kind of whiteie the most.

"Mr. Feng, you have to understand that although we have T80 tanks, they are now the main battle tanks in the army. It is impossible to sell them to you."

"Don't mention what is possible or impossible. Everything is impossible. We just didn't agree on the price.

What's wrong? The tanks in service can't be sold? Anyway, I don't want the tanks you haven't installed.

I am a businessman, and I focus on maximizing profits.

They are all the same effort. What money can T64 make? They are all selling scrap steel.

What money can T80 make? Don't you have any idea in your mind?"

These words made Victor fall into deep contemplation.

He also knew that Fengyun was right. If you want to make money, you must take risks. It's impossible to lie at home and have money fall on your head.

However, after all, it was the first transaction with Fengyun, and Victor was unsure.

He was not sure what Fengyun's identity was?

If he is really a businessman from some country, then it is fine. I am afraid that he is a foreign agent, or a KGB agent...

After thinking about it, Victor decided to play it safe.

"Mr. Feng, this is impossible. I can't get this thing now."

Feng Yun was not surprised. If he got such a big guy for the first time, he would still have to worry about the other party's intentions?

"Okay, if not, then not. Let's talk about the rest."

...

After a friendly exchange of blushing faces, Feng Yun opened an order for 1,000 sets of thermal imagers and 10,000 Ak rifles, in addition, a set of Sam 12 and other things.

In the essence of bargaining.

"Victor, look, I bought so many things from you at once, is there any discount?"

"Okay, I'll give you another 1,000 Aks and 100,000 rounds of bullets." Victor was not stingy with such small money.

"Okay, deal, happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!"

The two big hands clasped together.

The first batch of goods was worth 3 million US dollars, which was not a small amount of money, but not too much.

It can be said that this was just a mutual test between the two parties.

One weekAfterwards, the two sides agreed on a trading location.

It was a forest on the border between Longguo and Maoxiong.

Dozens of Maoxiong military vehicles drove over slowly without any disguise.

Victor was not too worried about the other party cheating. He was confident enough that he could get his money back even if the other party cheated.

At the same time, Fengyun's convoy also drove out.

The same thing was that Fengyun also used military vehicles. The difference was that their military vehicles were all camouflaged.

However, the difference between this kind of camouflage and not doing it was not too big. For those experienced soldiers, they could see the trick at a glance.

Originally, Fengyun was prepared to use a large truck, but Mr. Yang rejected his ridiculous proposal.

"Feng boy, you must let the other party see the strength behind you, so that it will be beneficial to the subsequent cooperation between you.

Otherwise, if you are too weak and the strength of both sides is not equal, the other party may swallow you directly."

Mr. Yang, who has worked in the intelligence front for a lifetime, has seen too many such things.

Small businessmen with no background or little background dare to do arms business with such people, the only outcome is to lose both people and money.

As soon as the old man reminded him, Fengyun understood.

"Gao, it is true that old people are smart."

"Bah, a dog can't spit out ivory, do you know how to speak? If you can't speak, you don't have to speak."

The old man was helpless with Fengyun. This guy looked smart, but he was just ignorant.

As expected, the two saw that the other party was transporting goods in military vehicles, and the people on the vehicles looked like elite soldiers.

At the same time, both sides breathed a sigh of relief.

Since both sides are equally powerful, this business is likely to continue.

"How is it, Fengyun? Take a look, the goods are all brought to you, all first-class goods, many of which are new ones sealed with oil." Victor said familiarly.

Fengyun seemed a little unconcerned.

"Hey, these are just low-end things, and there is not much profit. You can't get good things, it's really boring."

Victor smiled and said nothing.

"The total is more than 2.9 million US dollars, and I'll make it a round number for you, 3 million. Do you want rubles, US dollars, or instant noodles?" Fengyun confirmed again.