Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

It was because of these decisive refusals that Jiangshan completely broke up with the bosses of these domestic steel rolling and steelmaking plants.

This circle is so big, there are just a few large steel mills across the country. Jiangshan is holding on to these scrap irons, which exceeds most of the scrap iron circulating in the market, and does not sell them, which completely pisses off the leaders and bosses of these steel mills.

The bosses of various companies have quietly reached a consensus behind their backs, and Jiangshan is not aware of this.

In the blink of an eye, another week has passed, and the price of scrap steel has finally reached around 3,500 yuan per ton, which is close to the highest price in Jiangshan's memory.

When Jiangshan started to contact some large domestic acquirers and buyers, the problem came...

Bai Xuedong and Mr. Fu have called almost all the people in charge of door-to-door acquisitions in the past, but no one is buying anymore!

However, some small purchasers simply cannot afford such a large amount!

These scrap metals, which are about to be exchanged for real money in the blink of an eye, are actually being hoarded in their hands, with no one coming to buy them.

Jiang Shan squinted his eyes and sat on the sofa smoking a cigarette with an indifferent expression. The atmosphere in the room was a bit dull.

Bai Xuedong, Mr. Fu, and Xiao Hui also came here from different places. When the brothers gathered together, they did not go to the hotel to drink and have a carnival as before. They were all dull and lonely, with their heads lowered and silent.

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"It doesn't matter. If these bastards don't buy it, they will regret it when the price rises to 4,000 per ton!" Mr. Fu licked his lips and muttered angrily.

Jiangshan smiled bitterly and sighed without saying a word. Others may have such expectations, but... Jiangshan himself knew best that at this time, it was close to the highest price. After continuing at the price of 3,600 per ton for a period of time,

Then it will start to fall all the way down.

From Jiang Shan's perspective, the magnitude of the decline and the final stable price were not a big problem at all. However, Jiang Shan still felt a little unhappy as he watched billions slip away from his hands.

Moreover... the sale of iron ore and ore powder has become a big problem for a while. Even the scrap iron cannot be sold, let alone the raw materials.

Bai Xuedong, Yu Qun, Wu Gui, and Wang Shuai were all familiar with each other. They were about the same age, and they were gathering together, discussing something in a low voice.

"Brother Shan... we have an idea." Bai Xuedong turned his head, looked at Jiangshan, and said seriously.

"Let's talk about it." Jiang Shan raised his head and looked at a few people.

"This group of people has just reached a consensus and will not buy our scrap iron or iron ore. In the face of interests, no one will have trouble with money. Give them some rebates, or lower the market price, and they will naturally

Someone walked out of this agreement and made a deal with us."

"As long as a few start to acquire and purchase, I believe that other acquirers will also start to be jealous. At that time, there will be no nonsense agreement, and naturally a group of people will swarm and compete to acquire it!" Bai Xuedong said slowly.

Jiang Shan's heart moved and he had to admit that the method these brothers came up with was undoubtedly a good idea.

However, Jiang Shan felt extremely unhappy when he thought that he would be forced to bow his head and compromise by this group of businessmen.

Forget it... In the face of interests, in order to lead these brothers to live a better life in the future, it doesn't matter if you bow your head once. Jiang Shan took a deep breath and said calmly to Fu Shao and the others: "Just do what Xue Dong said. Today.

There must be results before night."

The price continues for a period of time and then begins to fall. This period should only last a few weeks. There are hundreds of purchasing points across the country, and there is no room for delay at this time.

On the one hand, Bai Xuedong and Fu Shao began to contact buyers everywhere, Jiangshan contacted Xue Ji on a single line, and Xue Yunpeng and other Guigu tribe members began to make arrangements and arrange purchase points in various places to prepare for the sale of scrap steel that had been hoarded for more than half a year.

Two hours later, Xue Ji Xue Yunpeng's arrangements were all ready. Fu Shao and Bai Xuedong made countless calls to lower the price by 200 yuan per ton, but still no one cared. No one cared.

I am willing to take on such a big business.

After all, these middlemen also want to sell to those steel mills, and if they buy them back without the approval of the steel mill bosses, they will become a second country if things go wrong.

"Damn it... I won't sell it anymore!" Jiang Shan punched the sofa hard, his eyes red with anger.

I thought that after this big comeback, I could lead my brothers and openly fight against the ghost gang, but I didn't expect that in the simplest way, I would be blocked by these businessmen.

"Scold the neighbor!" Jiang Shan kicked the coffee table in front of him to the ground with a fierce kick. He pinched his waist with his hands and spun around in anger.

"There is no market in the country. You are paralyzed. I will sell it to foreigners!" Jiang Shan stamped his feet fiercely, waved his hands to Fu Shao and others, took out his phone and looked for the phone number.

Bai Xuedong and Fu Shao brothers silently retreated from the room. Jiang Shan, Dongfang Qian, and Murong Yueyan were left. Jiang Shan rubbed his hair tiredly, cheered up, and called his brother Sheng abroad.

"Ah Sheng, how are your brothers doing lately?"

"Brother Shan, everything is going smoothly. The commission for this mission has been received. I am about to discuss with you. With this commission of two million US dollars, I plan to continue to expand and recruit two more corps." Dasheng

On the phone, my tone was unusually excited.

Seeing the mercenary group in his hands growing day by day, Dasheng's mood became much more relaxed.

Because they don't understand the situation on the battlefield in Iraq, Jiangshan generally has little involvement in the expansion of mercenaries, recruiting elites from various places, and purchasing equipment and weapons. It only needs to know how each fund is used.

Jiangshan agreed.

"Among the connections you know, contact me a few big businessmen, buyers who can buy tens of thousands of tons of scrap iron. I'll pay for the freight!" Jiang Shan is definitely cruel. In fact, if he sells it abroad, he will only pay for it.

Shipping costs have already caused the profits to shrink sharply after the surge.

Not knowing what the situation was, Dasheng still agreed cheerfully. After chatting with Jiang Shan for a few words, Dasheng hung up the phone.

A man hesitated for a long time in the tent holding the phone. The hideous scar on Dasheng's face glowed red.

Dasheng sighed faintly, smiled to himself, stood up and walked out, and began to contact buyers for Jiangshan.

As the leader of a mercenary group, the people Dasheng comes into contact with are definitely important figures in various countries and major forces. There are ordinary people who need mercenary power to make a fortune on the battlefield.

Soon, the head of a large Russian arms and battleship manufacturing company reached a deal intention with Dasheng.

Dasheng politely conveyed the situation in which Jiangshan was introduced to him, and left Jiangshan’s phone number and contact information...

Early the next morning, Jiangshan received a call from Pafobarov, the Russian boss.

After agreeing on a time to meet in H City, H Province, Jiang Shan hung up the phone. The other party was obviously very sincere and specially found a Chinese translator to talk on the phone. The tone was extremely polite. From the other party's attitude,

Jiang Shan could tell that the other party had great hopes and enthusiasm for this transaction.

A note to readers:

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