Reborn Brazil as a Plutocrat

After hearing the Italian's analysis, Fang Lang finally understood why there was such a huge price difference. It seemed that he had to take advantage of the big capitalists and quickly complete capital accumulation before starting to enter this market on a large scale.

"Brother, next time I come here, should I bring the goods directly to you? I know I will have the goods when I come here next time, so I don't have to worry about whether I can sell them, but since you reminded me of this

Even if you have a way to make a fortune, I will not leave you to make a fortune yourself. Unless you harm my interests. Do you understand?" Fang Lang didn't know if the Italian would be on the battlefield next time he came over, although it was not the case.

I must sell him the cigarettes, but since he pointed out this way of making money for himself, it is not Fang Lang's style to throw him away, so it is better to ask clearly.

"Brother, you are very interesting. You are right. I may be transferred with the army when you come here next time, but it doesn't matter. I will take you to meet my uncle now. Next time you come to Italy, go directly to him.

My uncle is fine. Believe me, no matter how much food you bring, we will definitely be able to eat it." After that, he started to pack up his stall.

Fang Lang couldn't help but admire the Italian's fiery work style. He looked at the watch in his hand. Although he discovered the big business of reselling cigarettes, Fang Lang didn't want to give up this watch. He might as well give it to someone generously.

If you bid a high price, let the other party make a little profit first, so that you won’t feel that you are in debt when discussing the cigarette business later. One size fits all, so he said, “Brother, I bought this watch! You make a price, and I’ll

Not counter-offer."

"Haha...Brother, let me introduce you to my uncle first. If our business can be settled, then this watch will be a gift for me to make new friends." Italians are now obviously more interested in the cigarette business.

, so I don’t care about the value of this little watch. If I can use this watch to provide a channel that can provide cigarettes for a long time, it will definitely be worth the money.

"It's an honor for me to visit your uncle. My name is Fang Lang. I don't know what to call him." Seeing that the other party didn't want to get too entangled with the watch, Fang Lang said no more. Now that he was determined to go

After meeting his uncle and maintaining long-term cooperation, Fang Lang decided to tell him his real name.

"Carlo Gambino, you can call me Carlo. I believe we will become brothers soon. I wonder if I can call you Fang." Fang Lang really wanted to tell Carlo that the Chinese name should be Lang.

But thinking about how frivolous it would be if I called it a wave, I decided not to.

"Of course, Carlo, I believe we will become good brothers soon. I don't know what gift I should give to your uncle when I visit you." Fang Lang knew that Italians like to give each other gifts when they meet. Since he is visiting an elder,

, then Fang Lang must have basic courtesy.

"Fang, it seems that you understand Italians very well. My uncle likes wine, so we can just bring a bottle of wine." Italians never mind the value of gifts and tend to look at preferences and needs, while Carlo's uncle

There was obviously no shortage of gifts, so Carlo suggested directly.

Soon Fang Lang followed Carlo to his uncle's apartment. The door was opened by a young man in a suit. When he saw Carlo arriving, he enthusiastically held Carlo's hand, gave him a hug, and exchanged words with him.

Touch the cheek.

"Haha... Carlo, why is my good brother free to come to my house today?"

"Hey! Nino, long time no see. Today I mainly brought a friend over to introduce him to my uncle." After speaking, he pulled Fang Lang behind him and introduced:

"This is Fang Lang, the brother I met today. You can call him Fang. We want to introduce a big business to our uncle. I wonder if he is here."

Nino looked at Fang Lang and saw that he was holding a bottle of wine in his hand. He extended his right hand enthusiastically and said: "Hello Fang, I am Nino Gambino, Carlo's cousin. Nice to meet you.

"

Fang Lang also stretched out his right hand to shake hands with Nino: "Nice to meet you, Nino. It's my first time to visit my home. I brought a small gift. I hope you like it." He handed over the wine in his hand.

"Haha...Fang, I like your gift very much. I believe my father will also like it very much. Please come in." With that, he welcomed Fang Lang into the room. Italians like to open gifts in person.

, and expressed their gratitude. They felt that this was a sign of respect for the guests. This kind of etiquette was also learned by Fang Lang in modern society, and he never thought that he would have the opportunity to use it today.

Soon everyone entered the room and exchanged greetings with their family members one by one. In the end, only uncle Carlo and his son, Fang Lang and Carlo were left sitting in the living room together. Carlo's uncle Bojan Gambino listened to Carlo's speech.

After the introduction, it was obvious that I was very interested in this business.

"Fang, I don't know how many cigarettes you can provide." Boyan Gambino said straight to the point.

"Mr. Gambino, I have limited funds now, so the first transaction may not be very large, which is about 10,000 US dollars. But in two months I will be able to provide goods worth several million US dollars."

I don’t know if you can eat it.” Fang Lang was very confident that he would become the captain of a Brazilian navy transport ship after returning from the United States. The number of cigarettes he would bring back from a trip to Brazil would definitely be quite astonishing.

When everyone heard Fang Lang's answer, they were all surprised. They didn't expect that he could provide such a large quantity of goods. Everyone knew that cigarettes were very profitable, but they expressed surprise that Fang Lang could deliver such a large quantity of cigarettes.

Fang Lang didn't want to explain his identity too much, and just gave a few people a confident smile. But such a large amount was obviously more than they could eat.

"Mr. Fang, please rest assured that we can eat the first two times ourselves. If there is such a large amount later, please rest assured, sir, we will use the strength of our entire family and will never let our partners down."

." Bojan Gambino assured Fang Lang categorically.

"Mr. Gambino, I wonder who your family is?" From the moment Fang Lang entered the room, he found that the behavior of several people was obviously not like serious businessmen, but had a strong gangster temperament. However, according to Fang Lang,

Lang knew that the Italian Mafia during World War II was severely cleaned up by Mussolini, which made Fang Lang not sure, so he tested it.

Looking at Fang Lang's expression, several people knew what Fang Lang was thinking, because everyone on earth knew that apart from the army that liked to surrender, Italy's most well-known specialty was the mafia.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the old man, Bojan Gambino. Apparently Nino and Carlo were asking whether they should reveal it to Fang Lang, but Fang Lang was waiting for his answer.

The old man looked directly into Fang Lang's eyes and nodded gently: "We will become real brothers, won't we?"

Fang Lang knew that the current mafia might still be the target of the Italian government, so when he saw the old man nodding instead of admitting, he understood what he meant. Fang Lang didn't mind what the other party's identity was, and there was nothing scary about the identity of the mafia.

Yes, he is a soldier. I believe they would not dare to do anything excessive to him. As for him, he can also support a Chinese gang in the future! Thinking of this, Fang Lang stopped talking, stood up and stretched out his right hand and said

:

"Of course I believe we will become very close brothers. It is an honor to meet you, Mr. Gambino."

The old man was also very happy to hear Fang Lang's answer. He stood up, reached out to hold Fang Lang's hand, gave him a hug, and gave a kiss to his face. He laughed and said: "Haha... We are already the best."

We are close brothers, aren’t we?”

Carlo and Nino, watching the two hugging each other, finally relaxed their tense bodies. They also stood up and shook hands with Fang Lang again.