War garbage collection system

A single rotten apple spoils the whole barrel, and here on the fourth floor where they were enjoying Western food, Han Xing and his group of three adults and one child were the rotten apple.

If you don’t know how to use the knife and fork to eat Western food, that’s fine. You can just use chopsticks regardless of the eyes of people around you.

While drinking red wine, the idiot Li Tiezhu said bluntly: This red wine is not as delicious as white wine, it is not satisfying at all, and he insisted that the waiter change it to white wine.

But, at that time, Han Xing was just a 12-year-old boy. How could he drink white wine?

He had no choice but to ask the waiter:

"Hey little brother, I'm still young and can't drink liquor. Do you have any drinks or something like that?"

“Young Master, we have all kinds of freshly squeezed juices, as well as drinks like milk and coconut milk.

Of course, we also have some drinks imported from foreign countries, such as Coke, Sprite, etc. But the price is a bit more expensive. "

"Fat water? Ah—no, coke? Sprite?"

[I wonder if the same kind of cola bottle can be made into a silencer. If so, then I'll post it again, I can...]

"Yes, young master, do you need it?"

"Little brother, can you show me all these foreign drinks so I can decide?"

"Okay, young master, I'll get it for you right away."

[Oh my god, oh my god, it really is the kind of thing from the future: a homemade silencer, this is a homemade silencer! In this war-torn era, if there is...

Calm down, calm down, I need to be calm, I can't let anyone know this secret, low profile, low profile, I must be low profile, everything needs to be planned before it is done. 】

Han Xing, who was extremely excited, tried hard to calm himself down and pretended to randomly choose those drinks that could be used to make homemade silencers.

After that, Han Xing didn't know what he was eating, but he had to pretend that he liked these drinks very much.

After a brainstorming session, Han Xing finally came up with a solution:

He asked Li Tiezhu and the other three to drink with him. They didn't want to drink, but Han Xing glared at them and quietly ordered them to drink with him.

Li Tiezhu and the other two had worried faces and there was nothing they could do. After all, this was their young master. They could only force themselves to act cheerful and pretend that they really enjoyed drinking the beverage.

So, the four of them kept raising their drinks to celebrate, looking like nouveau riche.

Then they had an excuse to continue ordering these drinks. Han Xing and the others were happy, and the waiter who served them was even happier.

These foreign imported beverages are not cheaper than foreign liquor or red wine. At least they are much more expensive than freshly squeezed fruit juice, so the commission you get is also higher.

After Han Xing and the other three had eaten and drunk their fill, he looked around and then shouted loudly:

"Waiter, check out!"

"Here I am, young master. Did you eat well? Cheng Hui, a total of 473 French francs."

"We had a good meal, and the foreign drinks you have here are really delicious.

By the way, how many of those foreign drinks do you have here? Bring them all to me and we’ll pay together. Young man, I’ve got plenty of money!”

"Okay, young master, I'll do it for you right away.

By the way, I remember there are about 15 boxes left in the warehouse, 24 bottles in a box, young master, do you want all of them?"

“All, quickly!

Hey, don't go! I have something else to ask you. Let the people below do the moving. Brother Xinwen, you go over and watch."

"Yes, Master."

"Okay! Young Master, I'll be here to serve you. If you have any questions, just ask me. I will tell you everything I know."

The waiter winked at another waiter, asking him to go to the warehouse and bring over the foreigners' drinks.

"Come here, let me ask you, where do you foreigners get your drinks from?"

"This... Young Master, this is a commercial secret. I can't tell you."

Han Xing signaled Zhao Qianjin with his eyes, and Zhao Qianjin immediately took out a silver dollar from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"Can we talk now?"

The waiter's face turned a little red and he was very excited, but he still shook his head.

Han Xing nodded to Zhao Qianjin twice again. This time, Zhao Qianjin took out two silver dollars and placed them on the table.

"Now, will you tell me?"

"Young Master, if you are willing to add a little more, I can not only tell you the address, but also the name of the supplier, and I will also tell you their phone number."

Looking at the greedy waiter in front of him, Han Xing thought about it and finally decided to endure it!

"Okay, you win, who told me to like this?

Brother Qianjin, give him two more silver dollars."

"Yes, Master."

"Thank you, young master. Thank you, young master. You are really a handsome man with a kind heart. Good people will be rewarded. You are..."

"Okay, stop flattering me and tell me what I want to know!"

"Yes, young master, this is a trading company owned by an ugly Chinese. Their company is mainly engaged in the beverage business, and I heard that they also do the arms business.

Young master, please don't be angry. I will tell you their address right now. They are actually not far from us, about two kilometers east of us.

You can see... that is their company. The boss of their company is called Smith, and he is not very old... Boss Smith’s phone number is..."

Han Xing, who had a good memory, wrote all of this down, and then said impatiently:

"Okay, go get me the new bill and I'll settle the bill, Master. I'm busy!"

"Okay, young master, wait a moment, wait a moment!"

After paying the bill, Han Xing took Li Tiezhu and the other three and left the restaurant carrying their drinks.

Coming to a relatively remote alley, the four of them entered the royal manor space.

In this war-torn age, it is difficult to acquire the skills of those who practice martial arts. As a last resort, Han Xing thought of the silencer, the king of assassination.

In the royal manor, Han Xing spent nearly an hour explaining in detail to his brothers how to make this homemade silencer.

"Master, you are truly a genius. You are the one who figured out how to make a homemade silencer. I, Li Tiezhu, will never submit to anyone but you."

"Okay, stop flattering me. Your flattery is nonsense. When I asked you to drink this beverage, you refused and just wanted to drink white wine."

"Haha! Master, you know that I am just a rough guy with no culture at all. At that time, I didn't understand your good intentions, so..."

“Okay, stop talking. I think these foreigners still don’t have enough drinks.

We need to buy some more. Now, the three of you come out with me. We have to empty out the Smith family's beverage warehouse."

"Yes, Master."

After Han Xing and his three companions left the royal manor space, they walked two kilometers to the east and then stayed in a large hotel nearby.

This big hotel is the signature hotel of the provincial capital of Province G, and only dignitaries can stay here.

The place is luxuriously decorated, fully equipped, and the waiters are well-trained, giving people a home-like feeling.

Of course, the price of accommodation is also very sour.

After Han Xing entered the room, he picked up the phone and called Smith.

He is a man who never leaves things to be done overnight. He would like to get things done as soon as possible. He doesn't want someone to show up unexpectedly.