Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

When he arrived at the company, Gu Siwei walked around in a circle and went straight to the street for a stroll. After reading the company's accounts and explaining the things that should be explained, Gu Siwei felt that staying in the office was a bit too boring.

Asking Pan Baofeng to drive him to the theater he went to last time, Gu Siwei decided to cultivate his sentiment first and listen to the quintessence of Chinese culture.

After entering the garden and asking for a private room, Gu Siwei stayed inside and listened to the actors on the stage singing a serious Peking opera called "Silang Visits His Mother", all with standard Beijing accent.

"good!"

Gu Siwei understood nothing. He only heard the smooth singing and cheered loudly.

This cheer made the fans sitting in the hall below raise their heads and look towards the private room here, and they were all thinking in their hearts: This raw melon egg can't even get a lottery!

Gu Siwei didn't know that all the old fans below despised him. Even if he knew, he wouldn't take them seriously. In Gu Siwei's view, I spent money to listen to the show and cheered as much as I wanted. I want you to Are these cowards and judgmental people?

Eating snacks and drinking tea, Gu Siwei listened to the play with his own understanding, and actually still enjoyed it.

After listening to it for a while, people actually asked for some drama.

"Baofeng, please bring me the coupons. What kind of show can a bunch of cowards with no money listen to?" Gu Siwei saw that the waiter below who was holding the opera coupons was still a class leader, and he yelled several times below, but no one took any orders. He was about to play, so he called Pan Baofeng to get the opera notes.

As soon as someone asked for a show, the guy below came up with a trot.

Gu Siwei took the opera notes and started to turn them over. After flipping for a while, Gu Siwei remembered that the last time he came to listen to the opera, there was a young girl who sang well.

It wasn't that she sang well, but her voice reached into Gu Siwei's heart, so he asked: "Is there a little girl in your team? What is the name of the one who sang...".

Gu Siwei couldn't remember for a while.

The waiter asked: "Guest, are you talking about Xiao Lianqiu?"

"Huh?" Gu Siwei looked at the waiter.

The waiter was also a smart boss. He smiled at Gu Siwei and said, "How about I ask her to come over and let you take a look?"

"also!"

Gu Siwei nodded.

Just like that, the guy went out. After a while, a young costumed girl followed the guy into Gu Siwei's private room.

Gu Siwei looked at the girl and realized that he couldn't recognize her. She was wearing makeup last time and she was still wearing makeup now. He couldn't recognize who she was.

"Sing and listen."

"Sing a cappella," the guy said to the girl.

The girl opened her mouth and sang to Gu Siwei: "Killing out of Jinshan Temple, full of rage...".

Well, when Gu Siwei heard it, that's what it sounded like, so he said, "Okay, it's her. Let her sing whatever she likes."

Just as he said this, the door of the private room was pushed open.

Gu Siwei looked at the door and found Zhao Sanle walking in with a flattering look on his face.

As soon as he came in, he bent his waist to 90 degrees and said, "Hello, Mr. Su, my name is Zhao Sanle...".

Zhao Sanle's style immediately confused the waiter and the opera singer. They didn't know who was ordering the show in front of them, but they knew who Zhao Sanle was. In this period, gang bosses have risen rapidly. The nickname is Guo Lao Le, and because of his gang's ability to fight Bei Zai who dares to fight hard, he became famous for a while.

When such a person saw this person, it was as if he were seeing his grandfather, so the two of them were not surprised.

Seeing Zhao Sanle's appearance, Gu Siwei secretly smiled in his heart: This guy's acting skills are pretty good, it would be a pity not to be an actor.

When thinking of actors, Gu Siwei couldn't help but think of Hong Kong's film industry, but unfortunately, now is not a good time to make money, as Hong Kong's film market has not yet developed.

"Mr. Su"

Seeing that Gu Siwei had no reaction, Zhao Sanle shouted again.

In the eyes of others, this is pure arrogance.

"Oh, what's the matter, Mr. Zhao?" Gu Siwei was very cooperative, but Gu Siwei's acting skills were really not as good as Zhao Sanle's.

"If I want to say who I admire most in Hong Kong, it must be Mr. Su. He made a big purchase of real estate some time ago..." Zhao Sanle immediately praised Gu Siwei.

As soon as this matter was revealed, the waiters and showgoers didn't know who the person in front of them was. Money is everything in Hong Kong, not to mention that this person is not an ordinary rich person. Who is the most popular wealthy person in Hong Kong now? The Mr. Su in front of me can definitely be in the top three, even if he is not the first.

Not to mention that this guy seems to be leaning on a British guy.

If Gu Siwei knew what these two people were thinking, he would definitely not be happy. When the hell did he rely on a British guy? I just robbed the British of firearms some time ago, okay?

There are really few rumors in the market that can be trusted!

Zhao Sanle was rushing here. After Gu Siwei took the air, he asked Zhao Sanle to sit down and talk. This is in line with the current trend in Hong Kong. Which rich person has nothing to do with gangsters, so the newly promoted Su Siwei It's not unusual for Heguo Lao to be happy to meet him.

After waiting for the waiter and opera singer to leave, Zhao Sanle naturally stayed.

"How did you know I'm here?" Gu Siwei asked as he looked at the door opening on the stage below, preparing to start the show.

Zhao Sanle said: "How could I know you were here? You asked me to come and listen to you last time. I just came here to listen when I had nothing to do, and I happened to meet you...".

"oh!"

Gu Siwei was noncommittal.

Zhao Sanle reported on his affairs these days, including the two newly opened up lines.

Gu Siwei said: "There are still a lot of people going to the United States to make money now?"

"Why not? Everyone thinks that you can pick up gold bricks on the road in the United States. Now not only has there been no decrease, but there are more, especially Vietnamese."

"Can you still do business with Vietnamese?" Gu Siwei was quite curious.

"There are also Chinese people in Vietnam. I did it here by the way, and found that this business can be done." Zhao Sanle began to tell Gu Siwei.

Gu Siwei didn't care where he was from, what he cared about was whether he could receive money.

"These people are so worried that they almost have no pants to wear. How can they give you money?" Gu Siwei asked.

Zhao Sanle said: "Ordinary people naturally don't have much money, but those who can think of smuggling over there and those who can inquire about the truth have some money, and what these people bring out is all real money, which is smaller than what is available in Hong Kong now. Fish and shrimp are much fatter.

Besides, even if you don’t have money, you can still work and repay your debts there. You can open a financial company there and you can repay your debts freely..."

As he spoke, Zhao Sanle began to look at Gu Siwei, paying attention to the change in his boss's face.

Gu Siwei felt it and understood why the boy spoke vaguely. Gu Siwei was not stupid. What business in the world makes money the fastest and has the smallest capital?

One yellow, two bets and three poisons, you can't escape.

When people are transported over here to run the line, what is the first thing they get? Needless to say? Moreover, the woman who ran over was penniless and had no skills. Is there any better way to make money comfortably than this?

"I don't want to care how you make money, but if you bully your compatriots, just don't let me know. If you let me know," Gu Siwei did not continue, but glanced at Zhao Sanle lightly.

Zhao Sanle felt chills running down his spine, and he immediately swore that he would never do such a sinful thing.

Zhao Sanle is not stupid. Not only is he not stupid, he is also extremely smart. He knows how difficult it is for him to get to the United States, but the boss is light-hearted. He promised to get lucky within a few days, and from here Going to the United States is almost the same as flying directly there. Only how big the power can be in order to achieve peace.

Therefore, Zhao Sanle couldn't bring up the slightest thought of confrontation. At least for now, he had never even thought about it.

In Zhao Sanle's opinion, this young man from an unknown family was just trying to make some money, but he didn't care about it at all.

Gu Siwei ignored Zhao Sanle and continued to listen to the play. The entire private room was silent.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Gu Siwei said: "How are the preparations of your people over there?"

"We're ready. We'll go according to the time you gave us," Zhao Sanle said.

"Well, is there anything else?"

"Um, boss, can you bring back the money there when you go this time?" Zhao Sanle said: "The bank over there is so shady, they charge a 30% handling fee."

"Huh?" Gu Siwei didn't understand.

Zhao Sanle told Gu Siwei the whole thing.

After hearing this, Gu Siwei couldn't help being stunned, and thought to himself: Money can really make a difference.

It has only been a few days, but these people are already using their brains to make money? It turned out that those few boys in the United States started a business. What kind of legitimate business they did was nothing more than loan sharking, and then they organized a group of girls to start a service business.

Unexpectedly, the business was quite good. I saved some money and prepared to get it back, but I encountered a new problem.

The United States is not like here. The United States is an old capitalist country and has very strict management of funds.

Everyone who sells flour over there has to pay taxes. Fortunately, those guys from the IRS thought of it and printed tax stamps directly for you. If you pay for this thing, it is equivalent to paying taxes. As for breaking the law, they don't care, but you If they break the law and haven't paid taxes, believe me, they will be worth n times more money than FB or something.

Think about it, under such circumstances, how can you avoid paying taxes for other businesses?

It's not impossible, then you have to pay a high commission, let professional underground banks get the money out, and then launder it back to the United States. The most difficult part of this whole set of professional procedures is how to get the money out of the United States. .

It hurts these guys to take 30% off you, who wouldn’t? !

Gu Siwei also got a share of this money, which is equivalent to someone asking for 30% of Gu Siwei's money. How can Lao Gu tolerate this?

"Ask them to put the money in one place, and I will bring it back when the time comes." Gu Siwei agreed.

Zhao Sanle breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his boss responded.

After a pause, Zhao Sanle said: "Boss, if, I say if, we can transport other people's money and charge a handling fee, even if it is 20%, this business will still be profitable... …”.

Hearing what Zhao Sanle said, Gu Siwei was a little moved.

"Let them test the water first." How dare you say Gu Siwei's courage?

Just like that, the underground bank's new business started.