The Proud Life of Rebirth

Zheng Xinmei snorted coldly and said with sarcasm in her eyes: "Really? I'm really sorry for disappointing you."

The phrase let you down is a pun, obviously referring to the fact that the ambush they set up along the way didn't work.

The foreigner also walked in and began to crowd the people in the hall. He was obviously taken aback when he saw Daniel, and then he frowned slightly with a little thought in his eyes.

He felt as if he had seen this person before, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked in with his hands behind his back surrounded by several younger brothers.

This person looks about 50 or so, with a moderate build and a friendly face, with a faint smile on his face. He doesn't look like a drug lord at all, but a literati who has read a lot of poetry and books.

Chapter 1007 Reducing Quota

Seeing him coming, everyone looked at him.

The skinny Dorje sneered and said, "Nan Sang, your airs are getting bigger and bigger. You asked us to come to the meeting place and we didn't say anything. We didn't see anyone when we got there. Did you notice it?"

Duoji was really not happy. In terms of power, he was second only to Nansang among the crowd. Even if he was not as good, he was not too bad.He has always been overwhelmed by Nansang, and he has to wait for Nansang like a pilgrimage here.

Nan Sang chuckled and said, "I'm really sorry for keeping everyone waiting for a long time. Some trivial matters were delayed."

"Hmph!" Duoji snorted coldly.

Walking to the top seat and sitting down, Nan Sang said: "Since everyone is here, let's not waste time, you all know the rules."

Everyone didn't talk nonsense when they heard the words, and directly took out the weapons on their bodies and put them on the table. Immediately, a younger brother stepped forward and took all the weapons away.

Then everyone waved to the younger brothers behind them, and those younger brothers left the hall.The foreigner couldn't help but glanced at Daniu again when he was going out, the doubt in his eyes was even more serious, he was sure where he had seen this person, but where exactly?

Scanning the crowd, Nan Sang's eyes fell on Daniu, and then looked at Zheng Xinmei with a little questioning look in his eyes.

Hearing Zheng Xinmei say that Daniel is her man, and that Daniel will be in charge of all her business in the future, Nan Sang's eyes showed some weirdness, but she nodded without saying anything and winked at her younger brother.

The door was slowly closed, leaving only ten people in the hall.

"We are old friends, and it is rare to get together once. Now I will toast you with tea instead of wine, and I will host a banquet to entertain you after we finish talking about business. No matter what the outcome of today is, I hope everyone can be rational. Nothing is wrong." If you can't agree, don't be impulsive." Nan Sang raised her teacup and said.

Everyone didn't say much when they saw this, only Na Duoji snorted coldly: "I don't know how many people's blood has been taken up on my hands, and you still want to pretend to be like a saint. Nansang, you are really tired from living."

Nan Sang didn't speak, but just glanced at Dorji lightly.

Daniel has been staring at Nansang closely, and the flash of murderous intent in his eyes happened to be captured by Daniel.

Just as he was about to drink from the teacup, Daniel's pupils shrank slightly. He saw a little powder on the wall of the teacup, which was hard to detect unless he looked carefully.

He raised his head and glanced at Nan Sang, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up. It seemed that this matter was becoming more and more interesting. This Nan Sang might not just want to reap the benefits!

With no expression on his face, he took a symbolic sip and then put down the teacup.

He didn't remind Zheng Xinmei who was on the side, because if he did so, others would definitely see his flaws.

Seeing that everyone had drunk tea, a smile appeared on Nan Sang's face and said, "I'm sure everyone knows why I called you here today, so let's talk about it."

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one spoke first.

Nan Sang was not in a hurry, and sat on the head drinking tea leisurely.

After a long time, Dorje said: "What else is there to say, no matter how much the poisonous general's goods to Thailand are reduced, I must not lose my share!"

"My share is not much, only 1%. This is my bottom line and cannot be less." Fatty Bassong also said.

Everyone looked at the old man, but the old man nodded without saying a word, it was obvious that his share should not be missed.

"Hey, this is a bit difficult to handle. A few days ago, General Poison and I talked on the phone. He said that next year's share in Thailand will only be 10%. If the three of you are unwilling to reduce the share, the rest will not be enough for others to share." Nan Sang frowned slightly.

"Hmph! I don't care how you divide it. In short, mine must not be less. If anyone dares to touch my goods, don't blame me, Duoji, for being cruel!" Duoji said sinisterly.

As the most powerful person besides Nansang, he is not afraid of others at all.

"Actually, I've always felt that there are too many 9 people in such a small place in Thailand." Fatty Bassoon said.

Hearing his words, Haman and Chatasu's expressions changed slightly and they looked up at him. They secretly thought in their hearts that what was supposed to come had finally come. Bassong's words obviously meant reducing the number of places, and the reduction must come from them. A weaker person to attack.

The two couldn't help looking at Cancun, Paga, and Zheng Xinmei, but what surprised them both was that no matter it was Cancun, Paga, or Zheng Xinmei, their expressions were normal at the moment, and there was no sign of worry at all. It's as if he didn't hear Bassoon's words.

This made the two of them quite puzzled, they looked at each other and frowned slightly.

"Bassong, you may as well tell me what you mean." The old man said.

Bassong looked at the crowd and said with a smile: "I think four places in Thailand are enough, too many are completely unnecessary."

Duoji nodded and said, "If the quota is reduced to four, then the problem will be solved."

"I agree." The old man said.

Da Niu looked at these people with strange looks in his eyes, it seemed that they didn't take the rest seriously at all, and obviously they had discussed it before coming.

Cancun sneered and said, "You mean to kick us all out?"

"So what?" Duoji sneered.

But Ba Song said: "It's not to kick you out. You can still do this business, but you will get goods from us in the future. Although the cost will increase, you will still make money."

Hearing Basong's words, several people turned pale, which was equivalent to directly suppressing them from the first-level agents to the second-level agents.

In fact, if they just earn a little less, maybe they can bear it, but the point is not as simple as making a little less.

In the past, when they bought directly from the Golden Triangle, they could at least guarantee the share they deserved every year. The Poison General would never easily deduct anyone's share, as long as they said they would give as much as they wanted.

But it's different to get goods from Duoji and the others. Whether it's Duoji, Kansang, or Basong, they all have their own big customers, and they will definitely give priority to their previous big customers when they get the goods, not to Kan. Kun them.

In this way, in the end, even if they spend more money in Cancun, they may not be able to get enough goods, not to mention that the price Basson and the others give them must be the same as the price given to others, even if there is enough supply for them to make a profit. They can only increase the price, and their old customers will definitely be dissatisfied with the price increase and lose one after another. In the end, they can only become second-hand drug dealers from drug lords.

"How about it? I think this is the best solution now. You don't need to go to war and there will be no bloodshed." Ba Song squinted his eyes and looked at those people with a half-smile. The meaning couldn't be more obvious. It's okay if you agree If you don't agree, then you can only kill you if you don't say no.

"Impossible! If we do this, we will lose all our customers." Cancun said coldly.

Ba Song chuckled and said, "So there's nothing to talk about?"

"There's nothing to talk about!" Cancun looked at him and said.

Bassoon narrowed his eyes slightly with a dangerous gleam, shook his head with a smile and looked at Haman and Chatasu.

The two looked at each other, and Haman said: "If you can promise that the price is slightly lower than what you give to others, and give us enough supply every year, then I am willing."

Chatasu on the side also nodded, they really didn't have the courage to confront Basong and the others.

"The price is negotiable, and the source of goods is also negotiable," Bassoon said.