Chapter 302: The Difficulty of Suppressing the Loss
When major pharmaceutical companies around the world were once again furious about several new drugs from Sapiens.
Others in Hong Kong were celebrating with champagne.
In a private room at the Peninsula Hotel.
A fat man with a greasy face was holding a bottle of champagne and toasting with a big smile on his face: "Thank you for your care, Mr. Li. This is just a small token of my respect."
Opposite the fat man, the young man with slicked hair and powdered face clinked his glasses gently: "Mr. Lin, you are too polite."
Although he was being polite, Li Shaoshou accepted the small box.
Seeing this scene, the fat man smiled even brighter. He introduced the delicious food on the table and chatted for more than half an hour.
Seeing that Li Shao had almost finished eating, the fat man asked with a smile: "Li Shao, my company needs to order a batch of precision parts recently. I wonder if Li Shao is interested?"
"What parts does Mr. Lin want?"
"They are just some bicycle accessories. Here are the detailed parts requirements." The fat man took out a document from his briefcase.
Li Shao took it, flipped through it casually, and smiled: "Boss Lin has a good eye. Our company happens to have several partners who specialize in producing this kind of special parts, but..."
"Mr. Li, please feel free to speak."
"The raw materials for these parts have increased a lot recently. Mr. Lin should know this!"
The fat man understood and pulled out another document from his briefcase: "This is the 50 million that Young Master Li won at Venice Casino last night. I am returning it to its original owner."
"Thank you for troubling me, Mr. Lin. It saves me from having to make another trip." Li Shao took the check nonchalantly, then asked with a smile, "How much does Mr. Lin need?"
"Five hundred tons."
Li Shao raised his eyebrows: "Too many, others want some too."
The fat man's eyes turned and he asked, "How about 400?"
"300, I'll help you transport it to Xiangjiang Port."
"300?" The fat man gritted his teeth and said, "Sure, happy cooperation."
The two clinked their glasses again .
After the meal, both the host and the guests were very happy.
That evening.
Kwai Chung Container Terminals on the west side of Victoria Harbour.
The fat man and a few of his buddies appeared here with more than 20 security guards.
Looking at the 20 containers that had just been unloaded from the dock, the fat man asked breathlessly: "Da Biao, is this the batch of goods you ordered? Is it reliable? I will have to wait and see whether I can eat porridge and meat in the future. Don't cheat me!"
"Don't worry! I have known Li Shao for more than ten years. The old man of the Li family and my dead father are in the same boat. In the words of the mainland, we are close buddies." The middle-aged man with small dirty braids continued to explain his family's magical powers.
After the container truck pulled the things to a warehouse.
Da Biao, Dapangzi and others who were driving behind entered the warehouse.
As soon as Da Biao entered the warehouse, he said to the dozen inspectors who were invited over: "Masters, I will pay for the midnight snack tonight. I will triple the wages. After the work is done, each of you will get a big red envelope."
"Boss He, I can start working now."
"I have brought my equipment. They are all the fastest and most accurate equipment."
Da Biao nodded with satisfaction: "Then I'll leave it to you, Masters . I'll go and arrange for supper, you can get busy first."
"Boss He, slow down!"
After leaving the warehouse, Da Biao asked his younger brother to buy some midnight snacks while he sat in the air-conditioned Mercedes-Benz, quietly waiting for the test results.
And inside the warehouse.
The gates of 20 containers have been opened, revealing rows of wooden boxes, inside which are items wrapped in bubble wrap and tape.
The customs declaration says bicycle accessories.
Several workers who came to work as porters drove a forklift to move the wooden boxes out of the container.
After prying open the wooden box and tearing off the foam paper and tape, there were rows of bicycle chains inside.
Master Ding, who was in charge of the inspection, brought several apprentices and picked up the hydraulic shears to randomly cut off 10 chain links.
Two other groups of testers are doing the same work.
Insert the sample into the mass spectrometer and the results will be out in a short while.
"Master! Iron 50%, niobium 10%, indium 10%, terbium 10%, europium 10%, dysprosium 10%..."
"The content here meets the requirements."
"No problem on my end."
Master Ding signed the inspection form, and the employee in charge of supervision quickly sealed the special chains back intact and affixed a label indicating that they had passed the inspection.
"Don't dawdle, the next batch will be here soon." Master Ding urged the apprentices.
Two hours later.
18 boxes of parts have been tested.
Da Biao, who was in the Mercedes-Benz, finally showed a trace of relief on his face after listening to his younger brother's report. Although he had sworn before that there was no problem, if something really went wrong, he would suffer a great loss this time.
"Fat Cat, do you believe it this time?"
"I believe it, Brother Da Biao is really powerful. Just treat what I said before as nonsense. Please help me more in the future." The fat man immediately flattered him.
Several other close friends also tried to please Da Biao.
One of the young men, who had a Doraemon tattoo on his arm, took out a box of cigars from his pocket and said, "Brother Da Biao, smoke!"
"Oh? Cuban cigars? B-boy, you finally got it." Da Biao took the cigarette box, took out a cigarette and lit it: "Huh... Not bad, it's worthy of being a good product at $200 a cigarette."
"Brother Da Biao, how much money can we make from this order?" B asked curiously.
Da Biao blew out a smoke ring and said, "Do you know how much a ton of refined high-purity rare earth metals cost in the north now?"
"It seems to be more than 500,000 Huayuan?"
Da Biao pretended to be surprised: "More than half a million? That was the price last month. This month it has risen to about two million. When I ordered this batch of goods, plus the processing fee, transportation fee, and tea fee, it cost 3.7 million per ton."
B counted on his fingers and was a little confused: "3.7 million per ton? The precious metal bank over there is only buying it at 320,000 gold yuan per ton. If I convert it based on the gold price, I will lose money!"
The fat man who was hiding from the smell of cigarettes outside the sports car burst into laughter after hearing B's analysis: "B, do you want me to exchange 200 million Hong Kong dollars for 100 million gold dollars? Brother, I'll take a loss."
"This..." B felt that according to the international gold price, exchanging 200 million Hong Kong dollars for 100 million gold yuan seemed to be a disadvantage for the fat man.
Da Biao's mouth twitched slightly: "With your IQ, you'd better not try this kind of investment. Go back and inherit the office building to collect rent! Otherwise, invest some money in us and we'll give you dividends when the time comes."
"But you can't make money from this investment..." B still didn't react.
Another buddy who couldn't stand it anymore started to curse and laughed, "Creepy! The gold yuan is real gold. Yesterday the black market price was 1 gold yuan for 15.7 Chinese yuan, or 20.4 Hong Kong dollars. The fat guy's 200 million Hong Kong dollars can't even exchange for 10 million gold yuan."
"What? How can the gap be so big?" B Zai looked shocked.
"Otherwise, why would Brother Da Biao ask his father to come forward?"
Da Biao and others saw the benefits of this price difference, and naturally other people also saw it. Therefore, there are actually quite a few people in Hong Kong doing this business now.
However, some of them are big and some are small, ranging from tens of billions of Hong Kong dollars to hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars. Many speculators with a keen sense of smell have already made their first pot of gold.
Big players like Da Biao would naturally not take the gold coins used to refine dozens of tons of rare earth elements to the black market to exchange for other currencies. Instead, they would use the gold coins to purchase products from the Zhiren Company and then make a profit from the price difference.
This time, Da Biao traded 32 tons of refined rare earth elements, which can be exchanged for about 10.24 million gold yuan, with a profit of about 35%. If he purchases a batch of new drugs for Homo sapiens, the profit can be further increased.
Birds die for food, and people die for money.
Who wouldn’t go crazy in the face of such huge profits?
