There were only little A Bao and Lin Hua Zuo at the dinner. Ye Haoran ate a lot and the food was not good, but Sister Rong didn't taste much.
Her mind was on the goods.
Ye Haoran was ready to take a drink, but unfortunately he didn't. After Sister Rong's repeated urging, Ye Haoran had no choice but to take her to see the goods.
"Open the cellar."
Ye Haoran ordered the younger brother beside him.
The younger brother pulled a rope from the side of the tree, and with a little effort, he opened the hidden cellar door.
After carrying two cups of oil, Ye Haoran walked down first, followed closely by Sister Rong.
In later generations, this was a place where red wine was stored, and now it is Ye Haoran's arsenal.
The cellar is not large in size and is full of boxes, many of which are large and small. Such things also need to be protected. Ye Haoran will not open them if it is not necessary.
The inside is wrapped in oil paper to prevent long-term storage from affecting use.
They were neatly arranged according to size, and there were special patterns on the wooden boxes. Sister Rong couldn't understand Ye Haoran and could tell what type they were at a glance.
The spears were less than two hundred, the Colts were more than two hundred, and the remaining boxes were full of ammunition. These were the assets that Ye Haoran had saved in more than a year.
He opened a box and pushed aside the velvet to reveal the true identity of 903. He picked up a handful and handed it to Sister Rong: "Try it, it's brand new."
"It's really good."
The 903 can be equipped with optical sights, but it is too difficult. This kind of thing is specially given by the US military to battlefield snipers, and the output is very low.
It's not that Sister Rong hasn't played with it, it's just that she hasn't played with this brand-new one. She has a German handgun of unknown quality. There's basically no chance of hitting it. It's just for self-defense.
"The goods are all here. Sister Rong will arrange for someone to order them. If there are no problems with the goods, they can be taken away."
He casually took out a handful of Kohl and a box of ammunition from a box and handed them to Sister Rong.
"Sister Rong is holding the defense as a welcome gift to me."
Sister Rong had no guests, so she took the Colt and looked at it carefully. It looked much better than her German handbags, but it was a bit big.
This thing is not convenient, mainly because it has a price, and you may not be able to buy it if you want to.
That Ye Haoran could give her a gift so easily also showed Ye Haoran's wealth.
Then he asked the younger brother to bring out the Lewis light machine gun and show it to Sister Rong.
The first time Sister Rong saw a light machine gun, she thought it looked like a gun. The barrel and muzzle were as big as each other. In fact, it was the heat dissipation of a light machine gun, using air-cooling for heat dissipation.
The barrel is hidden right inside.
Ye Haoran said with a smile: "This is a big man, more than ten kilograms, but the firepower is aimed at 30 barrels. As long as the ammunition is full, no matter how many people are there, it can kill them all."
Sister Rong's eyes are hot. Many people in the Sichuan clique are no longer able to shoot. Now they all want to build a family, but there is no way.
"how much is this."
Ye Haoran doubled the cost price and reported it to Rong. Money must be earned. Just make some. There is no need to take advantage of the situation.
Sister Rong directly agreed not to cut it at all, even if it was doubled, she would take it.
After looking around, Sister Rong was very satisfied.
"Shall I arrange for someone to come down to transport the goods?"
Ye Haoran stopped him and said, "It's not good for others to see you in the middle of the night."
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This is also his first time doing this kind of job, so he should be careful. In movies and TV shows, they all have sex at night, so there must be a reason for it.
Sister Rong didn't even leave the cellar, so she simply waited at Ye Haoran's house and arranged for someone to take her away when the time came.
When I'm bored, I'll chat with little Abao and talk about home affairs.
When he found out that little Abao was Ye Haoran's designated woman, he immediately took out a bracelet from his body and handed it to little Abao.
"This is a meeting sent by my sister to you. From now on, when you are bored, you can often come and play with your sister."
We can't blame Sister Rong for being so powerful, I can only say that everyone underestimated Ye Haoran.
Just by Ye Haoran's home in the cellar, he could pull up a team at any time.
And Ye Haoran is not lacking either. Lin Huai has a lot of ruthless characters in his hands. They look miserable at ordinary times, but they are all life-threatening in fights.
After Sister Rong's anxious waiting, it finally passed midnight.
The long line of carriages slowly left Ye and walked toward the darkness.
Ye Haoran sent Sister Rong away and returned to his hometown.
Lin Huai also walked in after entering his own room.
"Mr. Ye, the Bashu Chamber of Commerce detained us, why do you want to help them in turn?"
Ye Haoran was sitting at the Eight Immortals table, covering himself with quilt. When he heard Lin Huai's question, he didn't answer it immediately, but asked Lin Huai instead.
"Don't ask everything, what do you think?"
Lin Huai also sat down and poured himself a glass. He thought hard for a while before speaking: "Mr. Ye wants to cooperate with the Bashu Chamber of Commerce?"
"The longer the vision is, the bigger the pattern will be."
I thought about it for a while, but still couldn't figure it out.
Ye Haoran smiled and said: "Go back and rest, take your time, come to me when you have figured it out."
Seeing that Ye Haoran refused, Lin Huai had no choice but to go back to sleep.
But Lin, who was lying on the bed, couldn't sleep no matter what, and his mind was filled with what Ye Haoran asked him.
Lin Huai, who couldn't close his eyes, shouted several times to Defu who was on the other bed.
"De, have you slept?"
"Sleep."
Lin Huai turned sideways, looked at the dark room with his eyes open and asked, "Why do you think Mr. Ye wants to help the Bashu Chamber of Commerce?"
Telford was so impatient that he would have fallen asleep by this time before.
"I didn't know, if you ask the young master, what's the point of asking me."
"Mr. Ye, no, let me take my time. Do you know? If you know, just tell me."
Defu looked sleepy and covered his head with a cup: "I don't know, go and say goodbye. I'm going to bed, so don't talk."
Early the next morning.
Lin Huai, who hadn't slept much, was still full of energy, but Defu, who had slept a lot, had no energy at all.
After breakfast, Lin Huai went to the dock.
Now the dock is Lin Huai's base. He also rented a storefront opposite the dock as an office and got himself a decent office. In fact, the desk is useless and just a piece of junk.
Lin Huai didn't go anywhere today. He had been squatting in the room thinking about the questions Ye Haoran had asked him.
When I was confused, someone came to the door.
"What are you busy with? I called you several times and didn't even look up."
Lin Huai slowly raised his head to look in the direction, and his thoughts gradually returned to his mind.
"Da Qi, what kind of wind brought you here."
The newcomer has officially grown up, and the two have similar statuses. They are both the second-in-command of the same group.
Cheng Daqi managed part of the business and Cheng in the hands of Hong Shouting, and Lin Huai managed the gangs in Ye Haoran's hands, including several pistol squad members.
It's hard to say which one is strong and which one is weak.
Cheng Daqi found a chair and sat down: "My master's bank will open the day after tomorrow. Do you want to attend the opening ceremony?"
Lin Huai shook his head quickly: "Forget it, if your master hates me, I won't find it uncomfortable."
Cheng Daqi smiled and did not say this, but asked: "Is there nothing happened recently?"
"What can happen? Just ask me anything you want, don't beat around the bush."
Entertainment life begins at thirty.
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Chapter 437 Night Trading, Lin Huai’s Questions
