Reborn Brazil as a Plutocrat

"Can everyone participate?" If there is an investment project that can bring triple profits to everyone on the ship, but Cross rejects it, then once this matter is known to the crew, Cross may no longer be able to command.

Move these crew members.

"Of course, this is just to thank everyone for taking care of me! Anyone on our ship can invest. I will register how much everyone invested. After the goods arrive at the port, I will return three times the investment directly. I also

We only accept investment from our crew members, do you understand what I mean?" Fang Lang certainly hopes that the more people who invest, the better, and the larger the amount, the better, but if he says this, others may doubt whether he will.

It would be a scam.

So Fang Lang deliberately guided it to make Cross feel that this opportunity was very precious, and he only brought everyone to make a fortune just to thank the crew for their care.

"What if my friends are also interested?" Cross obviously thought of a way to expand his income.

"Sorry, I only accept investment from our crew members. As for the amount of investment from the crew members, it depends on the individual's own financial situation." Fang Lang is also worried that if he invests too much, he will not have enough space to store the cigarettes he purchases.

The quantity of cargo carried on the ship is uniformly planned by the naval logistics department, rather than decided by the ship itself.

"Fang, thank you! I understand. I will summon the entire crew to inform everyone of the good news." Captain Cross obviously fully understood Fang Lang's thoughts.

Soon the good news spread on the ship, and everyone was very excited. People kept coming over to ask Fang Lang if such a good thing really happened. Fang Lang also gave affirmative answers one by one, because there were many

People said that they did not have that much cash on them and hoped that Fang Lang could give them time to raise funds. In the end, Fang Lang agreed to extend the deadline for investment to twenty-four hours after arriving in Hong Kong, and everyone left with satisfaction.

Originally, after the ship docked, everyone could only take one day off because the ship had to load and unload cargo and inspect the ship. However, considering that Fang Lang's big business needed to be run, everyone agreed that Fang Lang would not be on duty.

At the same time, considering that everyone has the need to raise funds, the entire crew on the ship will be divided into two groups on the first day and take turns to go ashore for half a day to raise funds.

After the Charles Jose docked at the port, Fang Lang and the first batch of crew members to disembark couldn't wait to rush into New York City.

Although New York in this era is not yet as prosperous as later generations, it is already one of the few metropolises of this era. Walking on the crowded streets, Fang Lang felt a sense of alienation as if traveling through time and space, standing in the middle of the road

After watching the crowds of people passing by him for a while, Fang Lang loudly shouted: "New York, I'm coming."

The passers-by around him were so frightened that they thought he was a lunatic and hid away. However, the behavior of the people around him had no effect on Fang Lang at all. Fang Lang laughed like a lunatic and ran wildly in the middle of the street, venting his emotions that he had been suppressing since time traveling.

the emotions in one's own heart.

It wasn't until two policemen stepped forward to block the way that Fang Lang recovered. Fortunately, the policemen saw that the military uniform he was wearing was that of the US military. Although they didn't understand which unit his armband belonged to, they didn't embarrass him.

As a Chinese, when he arrives in New York, the first place he can think of is Chinatown. So Fang Lang went directly to Chinatown. The first thing he had to do was to find a channel to sell the two Ruger P08s in exchange for

funds.

Although he believed that he could raise a lot of funds from the crew, the more funds he had, the better. While he was still blindly looking for sales channels in Chinatown, a man wearing a slightly worn gray suit

The young Chinese man in a plaid suit took the initiative to say hello to Fang Lang.

"Hey! Hello, sir, is this your first time in Chinatown?" Wan Chongxin could see from a distance that this Chinese man in military uniform had been walking aimlessly in Chinatown for a long time. It was obviously his first time here.

Chinatown. As a newcomer to the industry (i.e., an intermediary), this is obviously his target customer.

Although several colleagues have seen this customer but did not come up to say hello, Wan Chongxin understands that everyone is considerate of the soldiers, but as a newcomer to the industry, if he cannot seize this opportunity, maybe tomorrow he and his sister

He was about to get hungry, so he finally plucked up the courage to come up and talk.

Hearing Mandarin with an obvious Minnan accent talk to him, Fang Lang felt an unreasonable sense of intimacy, and finally heard familiar Mandarin again.

"That's right, it's my first time in New York." Although everyone is Chinese, not everyone outside is a fellow countryman who will burst into tears when meeting a fellow countryman. So Fang Lang still maintained a certain degree of caution and just answered lightly.

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"Sir, don't worry. I'm not a bad person. I'm an intermediary, that is, the original dental shop. I see you coming here for the first time. I wonder if there is anything I can do to help you." Fang Lang looked at Fang Lang obviously

With alert eyes, Wan Chongxin quickly explained.

Hearing that it was an intermediary, Fang Lang nodded and said with a smile: "I really need some help. I don't know how you charge."

"It depends on what kind of service you need. If you just need someone to guide you, you can just give ten cents. If you need to rent a house or do business, we will charge a commission based on the amount." Wanchong

When Xinyi heard that Fang Lang really needed help, his heart felt relieved. He and his sister had secured their living expenses for tomorrow.

He looked carefully at the young man in front of him. Both his accent and appearance proved his Chinese identity. The old gray plaid suit whose original color could not be seen clearly and the frayed cuffs showed that the young man in front of him had a family.

The conditions were not very good. The fact that he was wearing such thin clothes in the cold season and his slightly unconfident expression also showed that he was not a successful businessman.

Fang Lang didn't mind helping a group of fellows from a foreign country. He said, "I have two German Luger pistols. I heard from my American comrades that such things can be sold for a good price in the United States.

If I ask you to help me find a quality buyer, how much handling fee will you need?"

"Sir, if it's a business, we normally charge 1% of the transaction amount. But you are a soldier, and the trophies you get on the battlefield are obtained in exchange for your life. I will charge 0.5%. Do you think that's okay?

?I guarantee that the buyer I find for you is not a middleman and can give you a satisfactory price. You can ask a few people on the street about the handling fee. There will definitely be no lower price than my offer."

If Fang Lang looks for a buyer himself, I believe he can find one, but it will definitely take a little longer. But now Fang Lang's time is very tight and he has no time to waste looking for a buyer. In addition, Fang Lang also feels that this offer is too

It was not too high, so he nodded slightly and said: "Okay, if you can satisfy me this time, I wouldn't mind introducing a bigger business to you."

When Wan Chongxin saw Fang Lang nodding in agreement, he was overjoyed. If he wanted him to introduce a buyer of other commodities, he might not be able to do it. However, for the collection of arms and weapons, he happened to know a very powerful buyer.

Home.

"Thank you for your trust. I will take you there now. Please follow me." Wan Chongxin said as he led Fang Lang outside Chinatown.

On the way, he didn't forget to introduce the buyer's situation to Fang Lang. It turned out that the arms and weapons collector he knew was the father of his sister Wan Xin's classmate. He was a World War I veteran who now ran a taxi company and was very powerful.

Small.

According to his sister and him, this person had offered a reward of fifty US dollars to find a Ruger P08 artillery pistol. Her classmates also searched everywhere on his father's birthday, hoping to give it to his father as a birthday gift. Unfortunately,

Never found it.

Now Fang Lang's arrival is a perfect match. Although I don't know if the Ruger P08 in Fang Lang's hand is an artillery model. But at least it is an authentic Ruger P08, right?