In the construction site office, the conflict between Zhao Tai and a group of strangers who entered the door was extremely sudden and extremely bloody.
After Zhao Tai rushed towards the crowd, he took advantage of his height and smashed the ashtray into the crowd in front of him. In just a few seconds, he knocked down three people.
The young man leading the team saw Zhao Tai's actions and rushed forward: "Little bastard, you are really looking for death!"
When Zhao Tai saw the other party's figure, the ashtray came down and said, "I'll fuck you, uncle!"
"Bang!"
The young man leading the team swung the stick and hit Zhao Tai roughly on the arm. As his arm fell, he quickly raised his hand and hit Zhao Tai on the forehead with the handle of the stick, leaving a green bump instantly.
"Gudong!"
Zhao Tai was knocked unconscious, and then he was strangled by the person behind him and fell to the ground.
"Crack!"
As soon as Zhao Tai fell, various sticks and feet began to fall on him like raindrops, instantly beating him until his mouth and nose were bleeding.
"okay!"
When the young man leading the team saw that Zhao Tai had lost the strength to resist, he slapped him on the face and waved to the people around him: "Take him away and entertain him somewhere else!"
Hearing this, the young man next to him pulled Zhao Tai, who was prone to kidnapping, to a commercial vehicle outside the door.
The young man leading the team waited for Zhao Tai to be dragged out of the door and turned his attention to Mr. Yu: "Mr. Yu, you are engaged in development and the profits are already high enough. You are a businessman and you should know the principle of taking small advantage and suffering big losses. If you do it because of some It’s a trivial matter that delays the progress of the project, so it’s inappropriate, what do you think?”
"You also said that I am a businessman. I have no control over the grudges in your industry, and I don't want to! I don't want to cause trouble, but that doesn't mean you can threaten me."
Mr. Yu picked up the mobile phone on the table: "How about I ask a friend from the branch to come over and talk to you?"
"Haha, any monster that wants to eat Tang Monk's flesh has nothing to do with Lingshan? You don't need to find someone to scare me. I can risk it and let my brothers squat in it for a few years, but can you risk suspending the construction of the building?"
After the young man said this, he walked directly to the door. When he reached the door, he stopped again, turned around and showed a smile: "Thank you, my Mr. Yu!"
When Mr. Liu heard what the young man said, he was not angry. Instead, he picked up his cell phone and looked through his address book.
This period was the golden age of gangsters. People like them who traveled all over the country to engage in development were already used to this kind of thing.
In many people's minds, the businesses engaged in by people in the world are earthmoving, casinos, nightclubs, and mining industries that are simple to operate, low-cost, and high-yield. In fact, this is not the case.
The reason why the underworld harms society is that once they get involved in a certain industry, they will use violent means to monopolize it.
It ranges from building materials such as steel and cement in cities to markets for fruits, vegetables, beer, and toilet paper in counties, and even pasture, seeds, and chemical fertilizers in rural areas are no exception.
Regardless of any industry, once a monopoly is formed, it will inevitably be accompanied by high profits.
As long as the party that dominates the market has no competitors, it will have pricing power and can infinitely increase its own interests in the face of market demand.
And this kind of jacked-up price seems to only involve practitioners in the industry, but in fact it is ultimately consumers and the public who pay the bill.
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Zhao family battlefield.
Zhao Fengnian walked around the factory and arranged the last batch of river sand for washing. He returned to the nursing room and was about to take a nap when he saw a call from Mr. Yu. He pressed the answer button with a smile: "Yu Good day, boss!"
Mr. Yu sighed on the phone: "Old Zhao, I have something to say hello to you. It's about your son."
"What happened to Zhao Tai? Did he have a bad temper again and offend you by not talking to others?"
Zhao Fengnian's heart skipped a beat and he quickly apologized: "Boss Yu, my son has been spoiled by me. If he does something wrong, don't take it personally. I'll deal with him when he comes back!"
Mr. Yu explained: "Xiao Zhao did nothing wrong, but he was taken away by Wu Yushu's people."
"Um?"
Zhao Fengnian was stunned inexplicably: "What kind of tree?"
Mr. Yu was also a little confused: "You are in the sand and gravel industry and you don't even know Wu Yushu? How is this different from Tang Monk who doesn't know who the Buddha is?"
"I've never heard of this name!"
Zhao Fengnian scratched his head: "Mr. Yu, what does this Wu Yushu do?"
Mr. Yu was immediately speechless: "He is the owner of Longde Sand Field and the president of the Sand and Gravel Association. He is the largest sand and gravel supplier in Shencheng! You dared to sell sand to me at such a low price before. I thought you You have the ability to compete with him, but after doing it for a long time, you are just relying on your strength and came to bid for me rashly?"
Although Zhao Fengnian has been operating a battlefield for so long, he usually sells on a small scale to surrounding towns and wholesale points. This is the first time he has sold goods to the five districts in the city. When he heard what Mr. Yu said, he subconsciously asked: "They caught What is my son doing? Is it because I stole their business?"
"Oh my god! I have been in the construction industry for so many years, and among all the suppliers, you are the most innocent one! Really!"
When Mr. Yu heard what Zhao Fengnian said, he lost interest in continuing the conversation: "Your son's car is still at my construction site. Come over and drive it away when you have time! The dispute between you and Wu Yushu, and our construction site It doesn’t matter, you send the rest of the sand as soon as possible, and then I will pay you. As for the next cooperation, we will continue to talk after you contact Wu Yushu! I have something else to do, so let’s do this for now!”
When Zhao Fengnian heard the busy signal on the phone, he suddenly felt like he was being kept in the dark: "What the hell is going on?"
Before Zhao Fengnian could figure out what was going on, a worker hurriedly opened the door and walked into the room: "Boss, something happened! Suddenly, several vehicles came outside our factory and blocked the road in and out of the battlefield. The truck transporting sand couldn't get out, so I went to negotiate with those people, but they started to curse when they opened their mouths, and they didn't look like they were doing anything good!"
"Damn it, why is it so hard to do business? Everyone wants to step on my head! My life is so damn bad!"
After hearing the introduction from the builder, Zhao Fengnian thought that someone from Wu Yushu was here. Although he cursed his mother, he honestly took out a piece of Yuxi from the cabinet: "Come on, take me to see it."
Because the road ahead was blocked, four or five trucks hauling sand were already blocked in front of the battlefield. When many drivers saw Zhao Fengnian appearing, they immediately surrounded them: "Boss Zhao, when we come to pull goods from you, the freight is calculated based on the number of times we pull goods." , now that your road is blocked, how can we calculate our losses?"
"Don't worry, I'm here to handle it, right? Everyone is buzzing around me, they can produce results!"
Zhao Fengnian irritably choked several drivers, sent them away, and quickly arrived at the road block. When he saw Jin Rui standing beside the car, he was stunned: "Little brother, you are with Lu Tao. Human, right? Didn’t he evacuate yesterday? What do you mean? "
