Chapter 64

Magic City, Pudong,

Inside a warehouse,

Zhang Cheng was holding a phone, constantly speaking fluent English.

Standing beside Zhang Cheng, Wang Hu's face was full of confusion.

Because he never expected that his Brother Cheng had really drunk foreign ink; he could even speak "foreign language."

Didn't he say he had little education?

Zhang Cheng: I said I had little education because I am full of martial virtue!

Wang Hu: Isn't that having no brain?

Situ Yaozu: Hey, you noticed?

Just as Wang Hu fell into deep confusion, Zhang Cheng next to him hung up the phone and said, "Puni Am, I sell a pair of shoes for sixty dollars, how else can I make money!"

"What the hell? This thing is sixty dollars?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in shock, Wang Hu was already dumbfounded.

"Don't you know about exporting for domestic sales?"

Looking at Wang Hu with disdain, Zhang Cheng held the sneakers and said, "See the logo on this? A-Cone, a brand, designed by Michael Jordan, as famous as Benetton!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Wang Hu was stunned on the spot and said, "Brother Cheng, isn't this what we just wholesaled for fifteen yuan?"

Turning his head, Zhang Cheng looked at Wang Hu and said, "If you don't say it, and I don't say it, who would know this is wholesale goods?"

"Then the person on the other end of the phone doesn't know either?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in confusion, Wang Hu was surprised.

"Nonsense, of course he knows, otherwise a pair of A-Cones!"

Speaking with disdain, Zhang Cheng rubbed his chin and said, "Help me find a few factories that make handbags later!"

"Brother Cheng, are we doing parallel imports? Will we get arrested!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in confusion, Wang Hu became somewhat worried.

"What are you afraid of? We have invoices, this is a legitimate business!"

Glancing at Wang Hu beside him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

He likes buying parallel imports, is that not allowed? Is there any regulation saying that you can't send parallel imports to friends abroad?

Besides, he, Zhang Mouren, pays taxes. Even if Jesus came, he couldn't stop his "Wei Ma Ye"!

Looking at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Wang Hu was dumbfounded.

Because in the eighties, people used speedboats at sea to deliver "Double Lions Stepping on the Earth," but now, times have changed. Brother Cheng is leading them to play international trade!

"Brother Cheng, how much money do you think we can make with these three hundred thousand?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with excitement, Wang Hu couldn't help but become agitated.

"Should have!"

Rubbing his chin, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but ponder.

"Ah, so profitable?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Wang Hu was completely dumbfounded now.

But in the next second, Wang Hu was stunned and said, "Brother Cheng, what if the other side doesn't pay?"

"Doesn't pay? Isn't that just right? I'll rob him too!"

Explaining with a laugh, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but slap his thigh and say, "Tsk tsk tsk, double happiness!"

Twitching the corners of his mouth as he looked at Zhang Cheng, Wang Hu suddenly realized that if the other side didn't pay, this guy would probably run to the other side himself.

Zhang Cheng: I dared to not pay when I crossed the border back then, he actually dares to double-cross me, and it's me?

Inside a silver Volkswagen sedan,

Wang Hu handed over a cigarette and said, "Brother Cheng, since this business is so profitable, do we still need to continue founding our company?"

"Nonsense, of course we continue to do it. If we don't make it big and strong, how can we create brilliance again!"

Looking at Wang Hu beside him, Zhang Cheng pondered for a moment and said, "Change the company name to Far East International Trade! We'll talk about the registered capital after this money arrives!"

After hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Wang Hu asked curiously, "Brother Cheng, we already have the routes, why do we still need to start a company?"

"If you don't start a company, process invoices, and pay taxes, do you want to commit treason! We are businessmen, not bandits!"

Looking at Wang Hu in front of him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but roar.

Of course he knew that not starting a company would earn more money, but the problem was, this money belonged to the "unseen" category!

Paying taxes is something that any Chinese person in the Far East absolutely cannot refuse.

Just like the famous small and micro enterprise, tobacco. If you don't smoke and I don't smoke, who will repair the aircraft carrier? If you quit smoking and I quit smoking, how will the missiles fly into the sky?

In his lifetime, he, Zhang Mouren, only wants to see his own small county town raise a nuclear-powered aerospace carrier. As for interstellar warships, he doesn't want them!

Can't such a small dream be satisfied?

Wang Hu: Brother Cheng, what kind of fierce words are you saying?

Zhang Cheng: If a person has no dreams, what's the difference from a salted fish!

"Let's go, go buy some clothes. We're going to do business with foreigners in the future, we can't dress so casually anymore!"

Speaking indifferently, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smooth his hair.

Sure enough, modern times suit him better. Ancient long hair is really too hard to manage!

Inside a shopping mall, Zhang Cheng wandered around for a long time before choosing a black suit.

Looking at Zhang Cheng in a white shirt and a black patterned tie, Wang Hu was stunned on the spot.

Because Zhang Cheng in casual clothes could only be considered a person with a sense of oppression, but after changing into a suit, the deterrence was simply maxed out!

"Brother Cheng!"

Watching Zhang Cheng walk over, Wang Hu and the others who stood up nodded hurriedly.

"Hmm! That's it!"

Speaking indifferently, Zhang Cheng stood in front of the mirror and couldn't help but adjust his cuffs and said, "Not bad!"

Twitching the corners of their mouths as they looked at Zhang Cheng, Wang Hu and the others didn't know what to say anymore.

Because if Zhang Cheng walked out looking like this, those who didn't know would think he was some kind of "suit thug"!

"Beep beep beep!"

The phone rang.

Picking up the phone, Zhang Cheng looked at the caller ID and said, "Hey, cousin, what's wrong?"

"Cousin, do you still remember Lü Fumeng?"

Speaking to Zhang Cheng, Yu Huanshui couldn't help but ask.

"Remember, the guy who was beaten into a grandson in the hotel lobby two days ago, right!"

Explaining with a laugh, Zhang Cheng still remembered Lü Fumeng's two faces.

Before the patrol officers came, he was really being hammered on the ground, wailing and rolling, but then he stood up!

"He owes me 130,000. I want this money back, but I..."

Just as Yu Huanshui finished explaining the ins and outs, Zhang Cheng hurriedly stopped him and said, "Okay, I know, don't say anymore, I'll handle this matter, I guarantee I won't hurt the friendship between you two!"

"Really?"

After hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Yu Huanshui was stunned.

Because he didn't expect that his cousin could have such a "gentle" moment.

But what Yu Huanshui didn't expect was that Zhang Cheng's "won't hurt" meant that Lü Fumeng would never dare to contact him again from now on!

With a cigarette in his hand, walking out of the mall,

Zhang Cheng's tall figure and oppressive temperament immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"Hey, look, that guy is so handsome!"

"Is he a celebrity! Such a good figure!"

"Celebrity? I feel like he's more like a corporate tycoon!"

Just as Zhang Cheng got into the silver Volkswagen and left, many people looked sideways.

"Brother Cheng, look, many people are pointing at you!"

Looking at the rearview mirror with a smile, Wang Hu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

After hearing Wang Hu's words, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but roll his eyes and say, "Idiot, is pointing a good word?"

"Then what should I say?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in confusion, Wang Hu instantly felt at a loss for words.

"You should say I am the center of attention, heroic and extraordinary, the Magic City's Chow Yun-fat!"

Speaking to Wang Hu, Zhang Cheng complained.

But after hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Wang Hu muttered, "But you're not as handsome as Chow Yun-fat!"

"Hmm?"

Raising his eyebrows, Zhang Cheng instantly became serious.

(End of chapter)