As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the private room changed.
Boss Zhang smiled but didn't smile, bowed his hands, gritted his teeth, and quoted again: "Boss He's words are wrong. In business, if you are not careful, you can make a fortune or lose everything in a single thought. I appreciate your kindness, Zhang The price of a certain cannon is four thousand and three oceans, and the cannonballs are twenty-seven oceans."
Of course he knows that French imports cost more than this, but who can refuse to earn a little more?
At a price of 3,900 oceans, if the five cannons and cannon shells were resold to the Jinsui Army, they could make a net profit of 6,000 oceans. With a little operation, a profit of 8,000 oceans would not be impossible.
But when Boss He suddenly raised the price to 4,200, Boss Zhang already knew that his previous plan had been shattered.
"Four thousand three, Boss Zhang is so courageous. I, half of my body buried in the ground, took the last round with four thousand four shells and twenty-seven ocean shells." Shopkeeper Hao, the oldest, hesitated several times. After a few seconds, he finally said Make up your mind, bow to the remaining two buyers, and make the final round of offers.
It can be seen that four thousand four cannons and twenty-seven shells are the psychological bottom line of shopkeeper Hao.
As soon as the price came out, the expressions of Boss Zhang and Boss He changed slightly. They didn't expect that this rich landlord would be so courageous and dare to follow suit again.
"Just now, Mr. He is in trouble. You are all businessmen traveling around. If the price rises irrationally because we are angry, it violates the principles of our businessmen. I, Mr. He, only do it to make money, not for my own use. In the end, I set the price." One thousand four hundred and five, shells twenty-seven and a half." Boss He stood up and handed over to Boss Zhang and Shopkeeper Hao, apologized frankly, and after explaining his inner thoughts, he also followed the price for the last time.
Businessmen only talk about making money. If it doesn't make money, it's not called business. It's called charity.
You will never lose your mind when negotiating business prices. It is absolutely impossible for you to talk to Si Qian Si and me to Si Qian Ba.
The gun costs 4,450 yuan and the shells cost 27.5 yuan. Compared with the imported original authentic French Brand 60 mortar, both the gun and the shells are more than six times more expensive.
If the price continues to rise, except for personal use, there will not be much profit margin left.
"Four thousand four hundred and five..." After hearing this, the buyer, Boss Zhang, already understood that the last moment was coming. A dignified expression appeared on his face. He looked at Shopkeeper Hao and Boss He beside him, his mind running at high speed.
After one breath.
"Cannon, four thousand four hundred and eighty; shells, twenty-seven and eighty yuan. This is my Zhang's last bid. If the two friends intend to raise the price, Zhang will have no choice but to give up." The buyer, Boss Zhang, took a deep breath. He sighed and gritted his teeth and added thirty oceans and three triangles respectively to the price quoted by the buyer, Boss He.
"I can't compare to the old man, so this business is over." Shopkeeper Hao shook his head repeatedly, stood up, bowed, and said goodbye to everyone in the private room.
The words fell and he left.
The buyer, Boss Zhang, breathed a sigh of relief when Shopkeeper Hao left. Fortunately, someone finally couldn't hold on any longer.
Now, the only one left is He Caigui, the recently famous boss in Laoma City.
Boss Zhang and Shopkeeper Hao are both old men who have been in Laoma City for more than ten years, and are authentic Shanxi businessmen, while this He Caigui is a Lu businessman. He is heroic and generous, and his grain business and arms business are very prosperous.
If he wants to eat this batch of high-end arms, the only thing he needs to be afraid of is He Caigui in front of him.
"Since Boss Zhang is willing to offer a price of 4,480, I don't want to argue anymore, so as not to hurt the peace. Mr. Yuan, I, He, will withdraw. Boss Zhang, please." He Caigui looked calm, stood up and stood, without making a bid. He surrendered to Yuan Mu and Boss Zhang and chose to quit.
"Boss He, you're welcome." Boss Zhang suddenly relaxed and stood up immediately, his eyes filled with joy, his face softened, and he returned the favor to He Caigui.
He Caigui smiled, turned around and left the private room without saying a word.
In the room, the only buyers and sellers left were Yuan Mu and Boss Zhang, with Yaren standing quietly beside them.
"My dear, Changyu, Mr. Yuan, the price has been decided. Can I inspect the goods?" When the time came, Changyu reported his name and asked Yuan Mu.
"It's all right, Yaren. There are three carriages parked outside the horse market. Please bring them with this token. The goods are on the carriages and help us draw up a contract." Yuan Mu smiled and nodded to Zhang Yu. He immediately looked at Yaren, took out a crescent-shaped wooden sign with a unique pattern, and gave instructions.
After hearing these words, Chang Yu felt completely relaxed, and the business was basically completed.
"Mr. Yuan, please wait a moment." Yaren's words were full of respect. He took a step forward, bowed slightly and took away the wooden sign with both hands, and slowly left the private room.
After Yaren left, Yuan Mu did not leave the private room alone. He looked at Chang Yu and asked politely: "I wonder if Boss Zhang will send someone to inspect the goods?"
"No need for special personnel, I have been fortunate enough to come into contact with the French Brand mortar." Changyu shook his head.
"I didn't expect Boss Zhang to know about arms."
Yuan Mu showed a surprised expression: "It should be noted that although many bosses are in the arms business, most of them know nothing about the arms themselves and rely entirely on their subordinates."
Seeing this, Zhang Yu felt that he was full of face, with a smile on his face and modest words: "Mr. Yuan is polite, it's just a hobby. He often visited the Shanxi-Sui Army station in the past, and he will naturally understand it if he is familiar with it. Also, what's wrong with this job?" If you don’t learn something real about business, how can you do it for a long time?”
"Boss Zhang's words are reasonable and true. It is not difficult to see that you are very capable and must have built a big family business. I have been traveling around the world for so many years and I have only seen people similar to Boss Zhang in Nanjing. He is truly the best among people.”
A sincere and serious smile appeared on Yuan Mu's face. He praised and stated his purpose without any pretense: "Yuan is the company's agent sent to Taiyuan. If there is an opportunity in the future, I hope that Boss Zhang will take care of me and we can make money together." .”
"Mr. Yuan is a wonderful person. Today is the first time I have contacted Taihang Industrial Company. I wonder what business your company is mainly engaged in?" The business of five mortars and artillery shells is already a certainty. Changyu has no idea about the Taihang Industrial Company behind Yuan Mu. , still quite interested.
Being able to get five brand new Brand 60mm mortars is definitely not something that ordinary companies can do.
"Currently we are mainly engaged in arms business." Yuan Mu said.
Zhang Yu's eyes shone brightly: "Mr. Yuan, may I ask what are the specific ones?"
"Chinese official rifle, M24 wooden handle grenade, 7.92mm pointed bullet, guaranteed to be brand new. In addition, the company will send a batch of 60mm mortars soon. That's all for now, Boss Zhang." Yuan Mu replied.
"Your company is really powerful. You can even get old Chiang Kai-shek's official rifles." Zhang Yu looked shocked when he heard these weapons and ammunition. He was full of fear of the Taihang Industrial Company behind Yuan Mu, and he was hiding deep in his heart. Some thoughts suddenly fade away.
As the latest new rifle to be put into service by the national army, the Chinese official rifle uses pointed bullets. Its performance and power are much higher than the mainstream domestic old-sleeved and Hanyang-made rifles. Due to the scarcity of production and strict control, only a very small amount has entered the market. Private black market.
This Taihang Industrial Company was not only able to obtain French Brand 60mm mortars, it was also able to obtain Chinese-style rifles and pointed bullets.
The amount of energy is a bit exaggerated.
This Taihang Industrial Company may be a cover-up for some big shot to make money.
Forget it, it's none of his business, as long as he makes money.
Yuan Mu smiled: "Just make some hard-earned money."
Hard-earned money?
The corner of Zhang Yu's mouth twitched slightly. He had no intention of purchasing it for the time being. Firstly, the business of five mortars was still unfinished. Secondly, it was untimely. His net worth could not afford the arms in Yuan Mu's hands.
Ten birds in the forest are worth less than one in the hand. This is a truth that everyone understands.
The two chatted for a while. Halfway through burning incense, the sound of a carriage stopping was heard at the gate of Yaxing.
The goods have arrived.
One by one, the heavy wooden boxes were moved to the backyard of Yaxing, piled up one after another, and inspected in person, naturally not in the private room.
…
In the backyard of Yahang, as five mortars and 500 rounds of artillery shells were unloaded one after another, this rather spectacular scene appeared in front of everyone.
It must be said that the current arms deal is definitely the largest in terms of scale and quality in Laoma City in recent years.
"Crack!" Yuan Mu stepped forward and stood in front of a wooden box, taking the crowbar from Yaxing Lifu's hand beside him. With a crisp sound, the wooden box opened, revealing the barrel inside.
A gun barrel coated with dark green paint conveys the sense of advanced craftsmanship. It is quiet in the center and dark green throughout. A silver-white metal ball shaft is installed at the tail, and a mechanical sight is placed next to it.
Immediately afterwards, Yuan Mu pried open the second wooden box, which contained the two remaining parts of the mortar - the bipod and the base.
"Boss Zhang, please." After unpacking the box in person, Yuan Mu put down the crowbar, took a step back, turned to Zhang Yu and said.
"good."
Changyu did not refuse and stepped forward to inspect the goods. He took out the barrel and looked at the tail. He saw a series of unique words like tadpoles that resembled English. They were a series of very familiar metal inscriptions - Brand mortar. 60 mm caliber, 1937.
It is indeed brand new and authentic!
The color of the barrel is correct and the inscriptions on the breech are arranged correctly. This is definitely a genuine French product!
When Zhang Yu saw this set of metal inscriptions, a bright smile appeared on his face. He suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and continued to carefully inspect the barrel and ball shaft, looking for defects such as metal cracks. He wanted to make money, but absolutely If you don’t want to be tricked, you must be careful with the five new mortars.
After checking the barrel one last time, Changyu looked at the second wooden box, took out the bipod and base, and began to build a complete mortar.
Install the mechanical sight and adjust the height machine and direction machine.
The backyard remained quiet. Yuan Mu retreated to the side and quietly stared at Chang Yu who was inspecting the goods. Seeing the bright flower-like smile on the other person's face, he sighed softly in his heart. Sure enough, in the hearts of Chinese people, foreign goods are better than domestic ones. Good goods.
Unfortunately, this Taiyuan Shanxi businessman did not know the identity information inscribed on the metal on the mortar. He only needed a tungsten alloy seal and a hammer to get it.
Of course, he would not have known that the barrel had a processing error of 0.3 mm, and it could only be considered a defective product in the factory.
Time passed slowly, and more than ten minutes passed.
"Mr. Yuan, I think we can trade. This batch of goods is very good." Chang Yu, who randomly inspected five mortar shells and confirmed that they were correct, ended the inspection process, with a red face and some breathing, and returned to Yuan Mu, maintaining The manner is serious.
"As you wish, Boss Zhang." Yuan Mu showed a gentle smile, and then called out to the young Yaren: "Yaren, contract."
"Mr. Yuan, Boss Zhang, this is the contract in triplicate. I hope you two can review it." The young man stepped forward, took out the drafted contract and handed it to the buyer and seller respectively: "The five cannons total 22,400. Dayang, 500 rounds of artillery shells totaling 13,900 yuan, the total price is 36,300 yuan, the buyer Changyu pays the seller Yuan Mu, and the bank takes a commission of 1,815 yuan, as If you have any objections, you can raise them in person.”
Due to the obvious downward trend of legal currency, black market arms sales in most areas have stopped accepting legal currency transactions, either gold ocean or US dollars and pounds.
"No objection." Yuan Mu browsed briefly, shook his head and replied.
"No objection." Chang Yu shook his head.
The contract is signed and the sale is officially concluded.
Not long after, Changyu directly sent someone to send money. It was hard to imagine that thirty-six thousand three hundred yuan sounded ordinary, but in fact it weighed close to one ton. Yuan Mu carefully checked and confirmed the amount, and paid half of the money to Yahang according to the contract. into a commission, and then three carriages pulled these oceans and quietly left Laoma City.
After Yuan Mu left, Chang Yu also took this batch of high-end arms and left quietly without causing any noise.
publicity?
For those in the arms business, this is impossible. Once the news leaks out, their lives may be at risk.
"Thirty-six thousand, it's not in vain that I have been pretending to be a wealthy businessman for so long. I don't know how long it will take for the next business." Among the lively crowd in Laoma City, He Caigui looked at Changyu's fleet leaving quickly, his eyes twinkling. , thinking silently in his heart.
…
In Laoma City, Taiyuan, the western suburbs of central Shanxi, Hulukou, Changzhi, and Taocun, Shimen, batches of mortars with French Brandt metal inscriptions of different quantities quietly flowed into the black market, with a wide sales range across Shanxi and Hebei.
At the same time, the name of Taihang Industrial Company gradually became louder, and the profits from selling high-end arms flowed to the base area like water.
However, due to distance and transportation problems, some places can only sell one or two guns. The closer the place is to the base area, the more mortars can be sold and the sales will be higher.
In less than a week, Taihang Industrial Company's arms sales have reached 300,000 yuan, and the monthly sales target of one million is just around the corner.
(End of chapter)
