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Chapter 510 How can I… (First Update!)

Mexico is chaotic, and so is Mexico City, but as the capital, its security situation is much better than that of northern border cities such as Juarez and Tijuana.

Furthermore, due to its geographical location, Mexico City exhibits different crime rates compared to its northern border cities.

The crimes are mainly concentrated on street offenses and kidnappings.

Polanco District, northwest of Mexico City.

It is one of the most upscale neighborhoods in Mexico City, renowned for its high-end residences, luxury shopping, and fine dining.

Because there are enough police officers and enough guns, this is not the territory of any gang.

It is precisely because of this that many smugglers like to bring goods here and sell them to those who are trying to appear wealthy when they are not.

The same was true for the gang that the minor leader, Carteroia, belonged to. After distributing the goods, Carteroia and his men arrived here as soon as possible.

We made preparations before nightfall.

To secure sufficient commissions, Catroya even personally took to the streets, donning a thick overcoat and suddenly opening it wide upon spotting a potential target.

"Hey bro, wanna get a phone? Just got it! Supports Spanish and English!"

"It even supports French!"

"It's not Apple, it's a company called Xiaomi. Look at the packaging, look at the picture on the packaging, it's just as good as Apple!"

"All-metal casing! It feels great in your hand, and it looks impressive on your desk!"

"Expensive? You're kidding! Do you know how much an Apple product costs here?"

"800 USD!"

"This phone only costs $650! And look at the RAM and storage capacity!"

"It's way bigger than an apple!"

"The camera is a bit poor? That's unavoidable! At this price, some things are too big, and some are too small. You'll understand once you get your hands on it!"

"Want one? What color?"

"We might have four colors! Four! Apple said it would have two colors when it was first released, but did you see its white one? No!"

"But there are a total of four colors here!"

"And I'll tell you a secret, it's said, it's said that there will be even more colors in the future..."

"Do you want two?"

"What a generous gentleman! May all the world's wealth gather around you, and may your riches shine like the vast stars!"

"Press this button to power on, then click this icon to enter the settings page, select Developer options, and then select Spanish."

Thanks to his silver tongue and the machine's performance, Caterpillar sold 10 units in about two hours.

$6500, only a few $100 bills, the rest were all $10, $20 and $50 bills, a thick wad of money in my hand, heavy with cash.

So beautiful!
Because of a single phone, he personally receives a $10 commission, plus $3 each from his subordinates.

Once he sells this batch of goods, he can become a millionaire!
Taking a deep breath, he headed towards the busiest spot with a burning desire to play. Just as he reached an intersection, a gust of cold wind blew in his face, making his scalp tingle.

Standing at the intersection, he watched the flow of people for a while, then sighed, wrapped his coat tighter, and walked toward the warehouse where goods were distributed.

At first, he didn't think much of it, but now that he has money on him, he feels that the way people look at him is strange, as if they are not looking at him, but at his money.

Back at the warehouse, as soon as he entered, Caterroya saw his boss, Piero, who was known as the Explosive Lion in the area.

Piero was lounging in a chair, leisurely listening to heavy metal music. When he saw Catelloa enter, he reached out and stopped the music, then asked with a smile, "How was it?"

"Does it sell well?"

“They’re selling very well!” Catello said, as he unbuttoned his heavy coat, took down all the boxes hanging inside, and then took all the money from his pockets and placed it in front of Piero.

"I took 15 units out, and sold 10 units in two hours, earning $6500."

"To be honest, it was the first time I had so much cash on hand, and I felt a little uneasy, so I came back."

Sitting in the chair, Piero reached out and took the banknotes. He moistened his right index finger with a little saliva and began counting the money on the spot. When he finished counting, it was $6500, not a penny more or less.

After deducting the cost of the phones they obtained from the CIA, they made a net profit of $1000 from the 10 phones.

He counted out $1000 from the $6500, then stuffed the remaining $5500 into his right pocket. After that, he counted out $200 from the $1000 and handed it to Catroya: "Good job, here's an extra $100 as a reward."

Then, he pointed out another $200 and waved it at the dozen or so men who were standing guard with guns not far away: "Here, buy yourself a couple of drinks tonight, but don't get drunk yet."

After stuffing the remaining $600 into his left pocket, Piero asked again:
What do you think of this business?

Caterroya squeezed the $200 he had received, happily put the money away, and then looked at Piero, who was deep in thought.

He was a mid-level member of the gang, belonging to the smuggling faction. His monthly income consisted of a base salary of $1500, plus a commission on the sale of smuggled goods.

He couldn't even imagine how carefree his life would be if he could earn $200 every day.

Mexican gangsters earn more than ordinary workers.

Ordinary grassroots members earn approximately $500 to $1500 per month, and their duties include street lookouts, transporting supplies, distributing smuggled goods, and distributing drugs.

Low risk, low return.

But occasionally he would be stabbed to death in the street.

Armed members earn $1500 to $3000. Their main tasks include participating in violent operations, protecting smuggling and drug trafficking routes, and fighting against rival gangs or the military. The mission is of medium risk.

There will be an extra bonus if you kill the opposing leader in a conflict or successfully assassinate an official target.

Then there are core members and technical positions, which have a wide range of levels and incomes ranging from around $3000 to $2.

They are already at the core of the gang organization, and their unarmed personnel are tasked with tasks including, but not limited to, coordinating transnational smuggling and drug trafficking, money laundering, and bribing officials.

Armed personnel include snipers and bombers.

In addition to the base amount, they also receive a share!

Piero was one of these core members.

After a long period of contemplation, Catroya raised his head and calmly said:
"A very good business, even a long-term business."

"Low risk, you won't get killed by rival gangs, high returns, and you don't have to worry about the police when you walk down the street."

"But the only downside is that this product will last at least one or two years, and there probably aren't that many customers who can support us selling it indefinitely."

Faced with his analysis, Piero gently shook his finger: "Wrong!"

"Big mistake!"

He lay back in his chair, turned around, and waved to the armed men guarding the side of Box Mountain, asking them to bring him two cell phones.

Soon, the two boxes were in his hands. He opened them, threw one to Caterroya, and kept the other for himself.

After looking at it for a moment, he handed the phone to Catroya: "Do you know why I said you're completely wrong?"

“I don’t know!” Catroya shook his head, his face full of confusion.

Seeing him shake his head and the confused look on his face, Piero couldn't help but sigh and patiently explained:
"For us, a mobile phone is just a simple communication device, but for the rich, it's just an ordinary consumable, a toy! They can replace it at any time and throw it away without feeling bad."

“For middle-income earners, it’s a status symbol; they need it to help them solidify their identity.”

"For the poor, it's more about showing off, about needing to be different from others."

"So this business can continue as long as the manufacturer doesn't cause any problems and doesn't open a shop here."

"I'm explaining all this to you in the hope that you'll understand the basic logic behind the sale of the things we smuggle, especially similar luxury goods."

"You need to use your brain more and think things through."

When told to use his brain more, Catroya looked enlightened and opened his mouth wide.

Across from him, Piero nodded his head:
“You are hardworking and reliable, but you are not very bright. Even if I promote you, it will be difficult for you to hold onto your position.”

"Especially don't show your silly face!"

"Alright, contact the people who are out there and tell them to come back as soon as possible. Tomorrow, spread them out even further and get all the goods out as quickly as possible."

"I'll head back now!"

After taking two steps, Piero stopped and turned back to look at Catelloa:
"You can use this phone yourself. Call me if you need anything."

Piero walked out of the warehouse, and soon after, the sound of a vehicle engine starting up could be heard, slowly fading into the distance.

In the warehouse, Catroya couldn't wait to take apart his old cell phone, remove the SIM card, and then open the new phone and insert the SIM card.

start up!

Seeing that familiar page, Catroya's hands trembled as he entered the settings page and changed the language to Spanish.

Then, he opened each of the apps one by one, curiously examining their contents.

After searching for a long time, he couldn't find the Facebook, Twitter, and YouTube that rich people often talk about.

Instead, I found a news headline.

Before switching to text, the software icon was red, and inside were several square text boxes. He didn't think of them as text; he thought they were more like pictures.

After the conversion, the red icon turned into a black "news" icon. He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but the icon's color seemed to have darkened considerably.

He tapped his finger, the page opened, and after following the process, he became a registered user.

After registration, new content popped up on the page.

Welcome to the Toutiao News family! Here, you can search for whatever you want to see. If you can't find it, you can add or remove keywords. If adding or removing keywords still doesn't work, it means that the content doesn't exist. If you have relevant content, you can add it. After review, the relevant content can be viewed by others.

If you have no search ideas, you can try using the software's automatic recommendation function, which will suggest content you might want to see until you find something you like.

[Note: Use of this software must comply with local laws. Please do not upload content that violates local laws. Thank you for your cooperation!]

Looking at the brand new page, Caterroya suddenly remembered what Piero had said earlier. Although he was very unwilling, there was nothing he could do.

Because no one taught him.

Piero would only occasionally chime in, but those two chimes weren't enough, seriously not enough.

Moreover, Piero would offer advice to anyone he found worthy of his attention.

Hesitantly, he followed the software's instructions and entered what he wanted to say into the search bar.

First search, nothing found.

The system prompted you to change the keywords.

After hesitating for a moment, Catroya changed his search keywords.

How can I...?

If you change these keywords and click search, a whole bunch of options will immediately appear below the search bar.

How can I become a woman?

How can I become rich?

How can I become stronger?

How can I win a woman's heart?

How can I win a man's heart?

How can I...?

The sheer volume of search results delighted Carteroya. He swiped his finger across the options and finally clicked on "How can I become stronger?"

When he clicked on it, he discovered that it was a column with many options, each representing a solution or an article.

Below the title are the names of the authors, each preceded by a title such as professor, financial expert, or top mercenary.

This time, Catroya faced a difficult choice.

He didn't know whether he should read the content from financial elites or the content from professors.

Just as he was hesitating, his left thumb accidentally slid up, and two new articles appeared before his eyes.

How to train a near-modern army from scratch!

How to train a modern medical team from scratch!

Without hesitation, he went straight to how to train a modern army from scratch.

When he clicked on it, he found that it was in English, which made it difficult to understand.

However, in addition to the English text annotations, there are also illustrative annotations. Chapter 1 is about the nature and mission of the army.

As he read on, Carteroya blushed and quickly flipped to the next page. He swiped his finger for a while before finally reaching Chapter 2.

[Basic Military Knowledge]

This chapter begins with map recognition, simple distance measurement, and field orientation.

After looking at the picture for a while, Caterroya's eyes widened suddenly.

The reason why Mexican gangs can run rampant is because they have money. With money, they can buy guns and fight against the government's army and rival gangs.

Neither the government forces nor rival gangs could defeat them, so they had no choice but to tolerate their existence.

This is the story of how all Mexican gangs rose to power.

Piero's advice could certainly make him more money, but if he could train a team, a team with modern combat capabilities, a team that could compete with other gangs...

Then I could completely replace other gangs, become a new gang, have my own territory, my own smuggling channels, my own money, women, villas, everything!
(End of this chapter)