Chapter 259: 260. Chapter 257: I Have an Informant

260. Chapter 257: I Have an Informant

The situation on Sumuli Island is a bit complex now because it is adjacent to the Tanfeite Continent and can be considered a member of the Tanfeite Continent.

Now the military friction between several countries on the Tanfeite Continent is constantly escalating, and the clouds of war have begun to spread to the surroundings.

In fact, looking at the development of the situation rationally, Sumuli Island is very likely to be affected by the war, which has also led to differences of opinion among the four major families on the island regarding this matter.

Two families believe that they should more actively join the war, thereby mastering the initiative of the war, so that how to fight and what it will look like are all decided by them.

But there are also people who oppose it, believing that war is not essentially related to their four major families. They can completely stay out of it; there is no need to send their relatives to the battlefield and then watch them die.

Even if they win the war, it is only the victory of politicians, not the victory of the four major families. They cannot get any substantial benefits from it, but will instead die many people.

In addition to the firm war faction and anti-war faction, there are also some small factions, such as the most common "fence-sitters." As long as there are benefits, they don't care about war or not.

"... Some people hope to take the opportunity of this war to change from 'ordinary' families to political families."

"They have deep influence in Sumuli, but lack higher-level power. If they can enter the center and sit in the position of Prime Minister, it will definitely be a huge improvement for them."

"This opposition also made the four major families begin to win over others for their own viewpoints..." Aierbeituo was stunned for a moment; he didn't know how to describe what was happening. He couldn't find this word.

Lansi helped him. "Unify the stance."

Aierbeituo pointed at him. "Right, unify the stance, wanting to gain the upper hand."

"Baoluo is also having a headache, I am also having a headache, everyone is having a headache. This damn war, why is it at this time!"

He complained about many things, was very dissatisfied with the autocracy of the four major families on Sumuli Island, and believed that the four major families were the guides for the Sumuli people to go to hell.

But fortunately, his family members have all come to the Federation to live. Even if the four major families issued the strictest orders, he wouldn't return to Sumuli Island to participate in any damn war!

He complained about quite a few things until he finished lunch.

"I'm sorry I spent the whole lunch complaining, but I really don't know who to tell these things to."

"You know, I can't tell Baoluo, and I have no way to tell that bastard outside. It just so happens you came."

"Don't leave tonight; I'll take you to have some fun!"

Speaking of this, he squeezed his eyes. The entertainment projects in the Starlight District are top-notch in the entire Jincheng District.

How should one put this gap?

It's like fast food and a big meal. Over at the wharf, they are all street stalls, all fast food. Although you spend less money, you don't get any good enjoyment and experience.

After all, street stalls need to control costs; they can't let you eat things worth tens of dollars for two dollars.

But in the Starlight District, starlight gathers; here are all big meals, more enjoyment, making many rich people linger on everything here.

Every night, the Starlight District and the Wharf District are the liveliest.

"Thanks, but I'm not interested in this." Lansi refused.

He knew what Aierbeituo meant. If he agreed, he would definitely have a big meal tonight.

But... those big meals, not only have you eaten them, others have also eaten them, and you will never know how others have eaten them!

This cannot be considered a cleanliness obsession, just a kind of discomfort!

Aierbeituo laughed, but also looked a bit regretful. "Wait for a good opportunity in the future, I'll take you to see and see."

When Lansi left, Fudisi happened to come back from outside. After a brief conversation, he watched Lansi leave and went to Aierbeituo's office.

Once the door was closed, Aierbeituo's expression became fierce. "Check those who were recruited recently."

"Check clearly who among them has been to the bar, check their relationships on the island, I want to figure out all their information!"

Fudisi immediately realized Aierbeituo's meaning. "You mean someone sold us out?"

Aierbeituo nodded. "Very likely. Lansi just came to tell me that the people from the Hazardous Materials Administration have inserted several undercover agents on his side, and they are also passing information out, but they were discovered by him."

"Perhaps someone has betrayed the glory of Sumuli, Fudisi. Find him and let him know the end of doing so!"

"Also, I remember... the kid of the family is over at Lu Yiji's side?"

"Yes, we have met."

"Contact him and tell him that his dear brother has a new job to hand over to him!"

"Jinxing Glass" is a glass firing factory in Jincheng, but the business is not particularly good.

In fact, many people have a misunderstanding. The misunderstanding is that they think finding small factories to produce goods will have lower costs. In fact, this is wrong.

Actually, going to find large factories is instead more conducive to controlling production costs.

Because of various reasons in small factories, cost control will be slightly chaotic. Only orders that large factories don't want, such as quantities being too small, will be the turn of small factories to strive for.

Jinxing Glass has also existed in Jincheng for more than ten years, and they have also had glorious moments.

The manager at that time didn't grasp the opportunity for development well, continue to expand the enterprise, but chose to maintain the scale and watch the industry development.

The development of an enterprise is like a race. As long as it is not progressing, it is definitely regressing, even if it stays in place, it is the same.

Soon, some glass processing factories rose rapidly, leaving Jinxing Glass behind. Even if they wanted to take steps again, it was already too late.

At this time, Jinxing Glass was already on the verge of a difficult choice, and it was not too far from bankruptcy.

Looking at a few workers sitting on stools chatting idly, the manager looked at the phone he hadn't thought of for a long time and let out a heavy sigh.

If there were no more orders, the factory really wouldn't be able to operate.

Just when he felt today was another day of grain-less harvest, suddenly someone ran upstairs. "Manager, someone is here!"

"Great!" The manager stood up all of a sudden. He hurriedly tidied himself up, then ran out of the door in a hurry, ran downstairs, and saw Lansi who was looking at this place at a glance.

"Sir, is there anything I can do for you?" The manager's nodding and bowing appearance was just like the villainous courtier in an opera.

He wanted to walk over, but was stopped by Yisen and could only stand at a distance from Lansi.

If he wasn't too embarrassed, he would have wanted to kneel down and wipe Lansi's leather shoes now. As long as he could exchange for an order, he felt there was no pressure at all.

More than a dozen workers in the factory also stood up one after another, looking toward this side.

They also knew the factory was about to finish, but if they could choose, they actually hoped the factory could be maintained.

Finding a job is not an easy thing. The manager here is easy to get along with; they don't want to change places.

It can be said that this is a kind of selfishness, because other factories have great competitiveness, but this is also an instinct. Everyone hopes for a more comfortable life.

Lansi looked at the glass fragments piled up in the corner of the factory, as well as some broken glass products, and finally his eyes fell on the manager's face.

"You are the operator here?" he asked.

The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly. "Yes, I am the operator. How to address you?"

"Huaite, call me Mr. Huaite." Lansi just reported the surname he nominally had in the Federal file. He didn't intend to let these people know who he was yet.

"Mr. Huaite, don't look at our place... not very good, actually we have existed in Jincheng for more than ten years."

"If our craftsmanship wasn't good, we would have been eliminated by the market long ago, and I wouldn't have the honor to see you here today..."

Lansi examined the manager again and said with a smile, "You speak very well."

"Can you let your workers make a sample for me to see?"

The manager was overjoyed, his hands trembling slightly. "Of course, this is our honor. I don't know what you want to do?"

"Are there design drawings or molds?"

Lansi pointed at the wine bottle that was only half left in the corner of the yard and said, "Make a wine bottle to see, use the best materials."

The manager vaguely realized something. He became a bit nervous, but thought of the current status of the factory, he returned to the workshop, simply said a few words, and the workers immediately began to work.

The chimney puffed out a burst of smoke, and one could feel the temperature in the workshop obviously rising. The workers cooperated to fill the material into the furnace, waiting for the material to soften and melt.

They had special molds. The worker making glass connected a lump of glass to the blowing rod, then put it in the mold, clamped it, blew a breath, and a wine bottle was made.

When the mold opened, the wine bottle was still showing a faint red light and high temperature, but soon it cooled down completely.

Actually, making glass doesn't have any major core technology. From the production process, there are only a few kinds.

The difference between small workshops and large factories lies in the fact that large factories have begun to use mechanized production.

Three to five workers can operate a machine to produce this kind of small-mouthed bottle faster.

But Jinxing Glass is still using relatively traditional manual production.

If Lansi needs better, neater glass bottles, then undoubtedly, large factories are his choice, but he now needs wine bottles that are easy to burn, then the inferior wine bottles in small workshops are the best choice.

Not long after, a glass wine bottle appeared in Lansi's hand. The manager was a bit embarrassed because this glass bottle had some burrs.

"The mold is a bit old. If you can choose our factory, we will remake the mold, and there will be subsequent corrections, ensuring there is not much difference from those large factories."

Lansi returned the glass bottle to the manager. "Go to your office and talk."

The manager's face immediately revealed a surprised smile. He looked at the worker on the side, took out five dollars from his pocket, and stuffed it into the worker's hand. "Go get two cups of coffee!"

After speaking, he bent over and ran in front of Lansi, leading him upstairs.

Just sat down, Lansi said, "How is the cost of this kind of wine bottle?"

The manager said cautiously, "About three point five to five cents, depending on the materials and quantity you need."

Lansi thought for a while. "Five thousand, ordinary materials will do."

When hearing this number, the manager was still a bit disappointed, but he didn't dare to lose this order now. He hesitated for a while and reported a price of eight cents per bottle.

This price can only be said to be the market price, neither high nor low.

Five thousand wine bottles, the book income is only four hundred dollars. After deducting raw materials and workers' expenses, he actually doesn't make much money.

He still wanted to work harder. "Mr. Huaite, if you can order ten thousand, I can lower the price to seven cents."

"If you want twenty thousand, I think six point five cents is a very reasonable price; thirty thousand, six cents is very appropriate."

"If you can take more than fifty thousand, including fifty thousand, I can lower the price to six cents."

He looked at Lansi with some expectation, but Lansi gave him another choice. "If I want to acquire your glass factory, how much money is needed?"

The manager didn't react for a while; he didn't keep up with Lansi's rhythm. "You said... want to acquire our factory?"

His expression was very strange, with joy, calmness, and loss.

He spent the best period of his life on this factory, but eventually, he faced problems that many startup entrepreneurs have to face.

When their business philosophy cannot keep up with the pace of social development and they have to face bankruptcy and closure, that kind of gap and vacancy in the heart will make them feel uncomfortable, even painful!

Lansi nodded. "I will have a continuous demand for making wine bottles, but I am not very at ease with this link being held in the hands of outsiders."

"So I will acquire your factory and your employees. You continue to work here; the only change is that you are no longer the boss."

The manager's expression was very complex; it seemed there were many things to say. Coincidentally, at this time, the worker knocked on the door and walked in with two cups of coffee.

He thought there was one cup for the manager, but the manager let him give that cup to Yisen.

Looking at the manager struggling to make a decision, Lansi didn't urge him. "You can consider it. The production plan for these five thousand wine bottles will not change. How much deposit do I need to pay?"

The manager hurriedly focused his attention. "What specifications do you want, is there any design for the appearance..."

After confirming that this Mr. Huaite only wanted to produce five thousand... trash, the manager was also a bit inexplicable, but he also knew that the customer is God!

After Lansi paid one hundred and fifty dollars, the workers all revealed smiles, which meant they could continue to hold on for another month!

Compared to the excited workers, the manager fell into a struggle.

Lansi didn't care whether the manager sold it or not. If he didn't sell, there would always be people who couldn't hold on and would sell.

People are like this; there must always be someone bowing their heads to reality. If you don't bow, someone will bow.

The wine produced by Nick's side is still temporarily stored in wooden barrels, but as smuggled liquor cannot come in, Lansi also has to consider the problem of "shipping."

By then, he can not only sell liquor in his own bar, but also sell these liquors to other places.

The idea of buying a batch of liquor proposed by Jialiao of Feidesi made him realize that there are actually faster and more reasonable ways to make money.

Although cutting leeks is good, one still has to bend down in the end, but going to cut those who cut leeks doesn't require bending down!

Five thousand wine bottles don't need a few days. During these few days, various rumors have been circulating in the underground world of Jincheng, for example, Aierbeituo executed two traitors.

And for example, several bars were discovered and investigated by the Hazardous Materials Administration.

Reporters got fresh news materials again. Those who support the Prohibition clearly felt that they were one step closer to successful Prohibition!

A few days later, when a large batch of wine bottles were made and placed in the location specified by Lansi, Pang Da received a call he had been looking forward to for a long time.

Lansi had no news these past few days, and it felt like there were a few cats living in his heart, scratching so much that he couldn't concentrate on work.

When Lansi's call hit his desk, this time, he didn't have such a big reaction, and a smile appeared on his face.

"I'll give you an address, on the wharf. I don't know who this batch of liquor belongs to, but it is worth at least hundreds of thousands, according to the current market price."

Pang Da's palms were full of sweat, and the hand holding the receiver was also trembling slightly. "I am listening."

Lansi quickly reported the warehouse number to him and hung up the phone. Pang Da stood up holding the table; his legs were also a bit shaky now.

After taking a few deep breaths, he came outside Director Dai Er's office and knocked on the door.

The voice of Director Dai Er came from inside. "Come in."

He pushed the door open and walked in, stood by the door, and then closed the door.

Director Dai Er glanced at him. "Pang Da, is there anything?"

This is a small transparent person. He has no particularly outstanding performance in the Hazardous Materials Administration, nor does he have any special resume or background; he is just a lucky guy.

No one expected that the Congress would value the Hazardous Materials Administration so much and give them so many and such great privileges.

So when selecting candidates at the beginning, they were all selected very casually.

Pang Da nodded. "Director Dai Er, just now one of my informants told me that he discovered liquor worth hundreds of thousands..."

Director Dai Er stood up suddenly, and light was shining in his eyeballs!

He bypassed the desk in big strides, came to Pang Da's side, and grabbed his arm. "You said... worth how much?"

"Hundreds of thousands!" Pang Da took a deep breath and confirmed this number again.

The expression on Director Dai Er's face suddenly became vivid. "Ha!"

"Haha, good, good, Pang Da, I knew you would definitely give all of us a surprise. I knew you were different from others the first time I saw you!"

He walked back and forth a few times. "How many people know about this?"

Pang Da couldn't remember what the situation was when they first met, but he wouldn't refute Director Dai Er; that was what a fool would do.

"Only my informant, me, and you."

"Very good!" Director Dai Er reached out and patted his shoulder. "Where is this location?"

"Wharf!" ===== CHAPTER 260 =====