Reborn Brazil as a Plutocrat

When Fang Xinshui and others saw the waiter closing the door and leaving, a brother said:

"Brother, is this slang? It feels very cool! How about we learn from it too!"

After hearing what his brother said, Fang Xinshui said angrily:

"Who should I learn from? You teach me?"

"Ah! Neither can I!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? This is a slang term within a gang. If you want to learn it, you have to join their gang. Why do you want to change jobs?"

"No, no, brother, calm down. I just think it's fun. I want to learn, but I won't betray the gang."

Soon, there were footsteps outside the door. Several people stood up and looked at the door. They saw the leaving clerk pushing the door open and walking in. Fang Xinshui thought it was all over, but he heard the clerk say:

"Our hall master invites you! Please come with me!"

It turned out that we were talking in a different place! Fang Xinshui and others were all right, so they all got up and followed.

The waiter brought several people to a living room, which was about forty square meters. It was surrounded by a circle of sofas and several coffee tables in front of the sofas. Two strong men stood behind the door, and four or five other strong men were sitting or standing.

are distributed on several sofas in the living room.

After a few people came in, the strong men behind the two doors signaled that they needed to be searched. Fang Xinshui understood that this was a routine procedure, so he naturally opened his hands and let them search him. He and others were here to discuss business, not to take advantage of others.

, so everyone’s weapons are placed on the brothers who are outside to support them.

After everyone was searched, a man wearing a gray suit and a top hat spoke:

"Whoever is in charge, come in with me, the others will rest here."

Several brothers were reluctant upon hearing this and were about to speak one after another, but Fang Xinshui had expected it and said directly:

"Brothers, don't be nervous. This is New York, not Brazil. We have no enemies here. We are just here to discuss business. We are here to do whatever you want. You can drink with these Hongmen brothers here. I can go in alone."

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The Hongmen gang members in the living room just smiled and said nothing. Apparently they had seen this kind of situation many times and were no longer used to it.

"Please come in, boss!"

When Little Top Hat saw that everyone else stopped talking, he waved his hand to Xinshui.

Fang Xinshui was not polite, strode to the man, and walked in along the door he pushed open.

Entering the room, I saw a lean man in his fifties sitting in front of a tea table making Kung Fu tea, and a short, fat middle-aged man sitting opposite him.

When the two of them saw Fang Xinshui entering the door, they looked up and down, and the lean man said:

"Brother, listen to the brother below, you want to discuss business with me."

Seeing that the other party had no intention of asking him to sit down, Fang Xinshui stepped forward very familiarly, pulled out a chair, sat down and said:

"You must be the Hongmen Grand Guild, the master of Fang Jin Aofang in New York!"

The man in the little hat who opened the door for Fang Xinshui saw that Fang Xinshui sat down directly on the tea table rudely, and reached out to pull him up.

Fang Jin'ao on the opposite side waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, then he stepped back and leaned against the door.

"My brother doesn't sound like a serious businessman! I wonder if it's convenient to reveal which path you are in?"

Hall Master Fang looked at Fang Xin Waterway with great interest.

"Hi! Hall Master Fang has a keen eye. I have been a businessman for a while some time ago. I really can't stand this cramped situation. I am still as happy as now! My name is Fang Xinshui. I can't tell, we were a family five hundred years ago.

Hey! Hehe..."

As he said that, he started looking for a teacup on the tea table. It looked like he was preparing to make tea by himself.

Fang Jin'ao, who was on the opposite side, saw Fang Xinshui's actions, smiled slightly, and handed a cup of tea to Fang Xinshui with a tong. Fang Xinshui drank it in one gulp without hesitation, and smashed it into his mouth with unsatisfied intention.

That little expression clearly tells everyone that this is not enough to fill the gap between teeth! Fang Jin'ao's eyes couldn't help but twitch, thinking where did such a hob meat come from!

He looked at the short, fat middle-aged man across from him, said nothing, and looked at Fang Xinshui quietly.

When Fang Xinshui saw that the other party didn't add tea to him, he didn't say anything, he just looked at him quietly. He understood that the other party was waiting for him to reveal his identity, so he didn't hide it, so he smiled and said:

"I'm from Sao Paulo, Brazil, where I organized a small Chinese gang called the New Water Gang. This time I came here to negotiate a big deal with Hongmen!"

When Fang Jin'ao heard that he was the leader of a small gang from a small place, he felt bored in his heart. Brazil is a place where birds don't shit. He had never heard of it. What big business could be done?

Don’t think it’s strange that you haven’t heard of Brazil. First of all, education in this era is not universal, and many Americans are very lacking in geographical knowledge. After all, except for a few developed countries in Europe and the United States, it can arouse the interest of American people.

In other American countries, those who know Mexico are well-informed. Human nature determines that people will only remember those who are better than themselves or equal to themselves! As for those who are worse than themselves, they can be directly classified as them.

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Secondly, there is no Internet in this era, and the speed of information dissemination is not fast. Apart from coffee raw materials, which are relatively famous among American coffee manufacturers, Brazil does not have any other products that are well-known in the United States. Therefore, if you have not heard of it, you will not know.

Strange.

"Oh! I wonder what kind of deal Mr. Fang wants to negotiate with us!"

The short, fat middle-aged man on the side said.

"We have a labor dispatch company in Brazil, and we want to recruit some workers to work in our hometown. If anyone wants to immigrate to Brazil to buy property, we can also provide some help."

Seeing Fang Jin'ao's expression of lack of interest, Fang Xinshui said directly.

"This is what you call a big business worth tens of millions. Do you have any misunderstanding about the word big?"

Fang Jin'ao looked at Fang Xinshui speechlessly for a few times and then said.

Fang Xinshui saw the other party's speechless expression, as if he lacked interest. He couldn't help but think, are American gangsters so rich? A business worth tens of millions is not considered a big business? He said unconsciously:

"Is a business worth tens of millions still small?"

"Of course a business of tens of millions is not small, but if you just recruit some workers to work, you dare to say that it is a business of tens of millions! You came here to entertain us, right?"

Fang Jin'ao's tone was already slightly angry at this time, and he looked at Fang Xinshuidao with cold eyes.

Hearing Fang Jin'ao's words, Fang Xinshui laughed and said:

"Hall Master Fang, we have to have a structure. If we just come here to recruit thousands or eight hundred people, do I need to come to you? Although it may not be a big deal for a single person to recruit. But if we need

How about tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of people? Is this still a small business?"

Fang Xinshui's words left everyone stunned.

"Boss Fang, are you serious? Do you know what you are talking about? What kind of industry do you have in Brazil that requires tens of thousands of people?"

"Hehe... Of course I am serious. As for those industries that require so many people, don't worry. We are a labor dispatch company. As long as you can get so many people, we will naturally absorb them."<

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Seeing that several people were finally moved by him, Fang Xinshui said with a proud face.

Seeing Fang Xinshui's loud tone, Fang Jin'ao also asked:

"I don't know what kind of person you want, a man or a woman!"

Fang Xinshui said his mouth was dry, so he poured himself another cup of tea and said, regardless of how many people there were:

"No limit, as long as they are healthy Chinese, men, women, old and young, all orders will be accepted. It is best if the whole family wants it."

"How much do you each give?"

"I wonder how much money your church will need?"

The short, fat middle-aged man who seldom spoke next to him said:

"How about five hundred dollars?"

Fang Xinshui was stunned when he heard the other party's quotation. It's five hundred dollars per person. Who are the people you're looking for! It's so valuable. It's obvious that the two people's understanding of this matter is biased. Fang Xinshui said with some confusion:
"Boss, are you mistaken? We just need to recruit workers and farmers. What kind of high-end talents are you paying for!"

The middle-aged man said naturally:

"That's right! This is the price for shipping a person to the United States!"

After hearing what the other party said, Fang Xinshui finally understood what he meant. It seemed that he blamed himself for not making it clear. He laughed to ease the embarrassment and said:

"Haha...I understand, you calculated the freight! Don't worry, we don't need you to help us transport it. We have our own ships. You just need to organize the personnel in the country. We will hand over it at the dock, as long as there is enough

Once a ship is shipped, we will pay and deliver the goods."