Detective: I, Cao Jianjun, started by arresting my brother-in-law.

"Let me tell you, this guy down here hasn't felt a woman's touch in six months..."

"If this keeps up, people will die, Mr. Lin! I'm a normal man..."

Cao Jianjun was chewing betel nut, spitting everywhere.

Lin Can simply smiled and didn't answer him, leading him all the way to the second floor, where they stood before the Lin Yaodong and Lin Yaohua brothers.

"Boss Cao."

Lin Yaodong interrupted Cao Jianjun with a cold laugh: "You don't seem like a wanted criminal, you're more like someone who's here to celebrate the New Year in Dongshan."

"How do you say this?"

Cao Jianjun looked completely bewildered.

Do you know what Boss Cao did tonight?

Lin Yaodong didn't mince words and went straight to the point: "When you were picking up girls at that bar last night, you ruined a big deal for me."

"???"

Cao Jianjun was even more dumbfounded on the spot.

With its eyes open, it looked around and slowly stood up from the wicker chair it had just been sitting on.

"Wait?? Mr. Lin, what do you mean by saying that?"

Cao Jianjun spat out the betel nut residue in his mouth, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth: "Your two bodyguards know I'm going to pick up girls tonight..."

"What good thing have I done to ruin Boss Lin's plans? Oh... Boss Lin, are you deliberately targeting me, Cao Kun?"

"Is it wrong for me to pick up girls or find someone to flirt with?"

The Lin brothers exchanged a smile, waved, and gestured for Cao Jianjun to sit down.

"Boss Cao, Dongshan is a small place, but the water is deep."

Lin Yaohua personally poured Cao Jianjun a cup of tea and began to speak on behalf of his brother: "You should know what kind of business we in Tazhai do."

“These days, the provincial department and the anti-drug bureau have formed a joint investigation team and just finished a storm-like anti-drug operation.”

"Tell me, at this time, how could we in Tazhai not be afraid of something going wrong?"

“A guy named Li Weimin came from Dongshan. He’s a top agent handpicked by the provincial department and the highest police department, specifically targeting our Tazhai.”

"So... Mr. Cao, you were causing trouble for Tazhai by kidnapping women with a gun in a bar at night."

"besides……"

As Lin Yaohua spoke, he leaned back in the rattan chair and pointed at Cao Jianjun: "The handsome guy you pointed a gun at last night is named Li Fei, and he happens to be a policeman from the Dongshan Narcotics Control Bureau."

"And he is the godson of Li Weimin, whom I just mentioned."

The half-smoked cigarette in Cao Jianjun's mouth fell out with a thud.

"Wow..."

at once.

Cao Jianjun shifted his legs forward and sat up straight on the edge of the rattan chair: "Boss Lin, are you kidding me?"

"Boss Cao, do you think I would joke about something like this?" Lin Yaohua said with a smile.

"Oh? So tonight, I brushed past a narcotics officer, and I even pointed a gun at his head?"

Cao Jianjun made a face as if he couldn't believe it himself, and clapped his hands as soon as he finished speaking.

"Hey... Boss Lin, are there just too many police in Dongshan, or am I, Cao Kun, just unlucky?"

"All right!"

Cao Jianjun kept rambling on and on, but Lin Yaodong had no patience to listen anymore. He raised his hand and patted Cao Jianjun's shoulder, silencing him.

"Mr. Cao, what happened tonight is in the past."

Lin Yaodong waved his hand, turned around and sat down opposite Cao Jianjun: "Next, we'll have to trouble Boss Cao a bit."

"The raw materials you mentioned will arrive in a few days, but... there's a bit too much of them."

"As you know, our cash flow was disrupted because we lost 1.5 tons of goods in Europe."

"I want to double the quantity for the next batch of goods."

As he spoke, Lin Yaodong held up three fingers: "I have prepared hundreds of thousands of tons of raw materials, and I want to take out three tons of finished products."

"Mr. Cao, is there a problem?"

Hundreds of thousands of tons of raw materials? Three tons of methamphetamine or heroin?

Cao Jianjun's mouth was agape, almost big enough to fit a fist, as he looked at the Lin Yaodong brothers with an expression that suggested they were idiots.

the end.

He yanked the unlit cigarette out of his mouth and threw it on the table.

"Boss Lin, what kind of joke are you telling? I produced three tons of goods all by myself."

Cao Jianjun wanted to curse: "Are you kidding me? Do you want me, Cao Kun, to work myself to death in your Tazhai? Wai... Boss Lin, you should have some principles."

"Boss Cao, this is your business."

Lin Yaodong shook his head: "I've given you the raw materials, and I've also told you the quantity."

"Moreover, it was you, Boss Cao, who requested that it be made by one person, without allowing anyone from Tazhai to participate..."

"Now you, Boss Cao, are telling me you can't make it? Tell me, am I supposed to let the entire Tazhai village starve while you wait?"

Cao Jianjun quieted down.

Lin Yaodong is now using a strategy of retreat to advance, employing demands for raw materials and delivery to outmaneuver him and attempt to extract the technology he possesses.

He has no reason to refuse.

Because it was his own choice to come to Tazhai, he was the one who begged Lin Yaodong to take him in...

"Boss Lin..."

Cao Jianjun felt things were getting tricky, and sighed with difficulty: "This drug... he can't just take it whenever he wants."

"Three tons of goods is three thousand kilograms, or six thousand catties."

"Even if I don't eat, drink, or sleep for a whole day, and work continuously, I can only manage to make a few dozen kilograms at most."

"This……"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Yaodong waved his hand, already losing interest in these words that had nothing to do with him.

"Boss Cao, you want money, I want goods."

Lin Yaodong smiled and winked: "Three tons of goods, according to the current market price, we can get more than 400 million, which is 60 million US dollars."

“Mr. Cao, after deducting the cost of raw materials and our sales channels, you can get a maximum of 15 million US dollars.”

"This is quite a difference from the three hundred million US dollars you originally wanted."

For Cao Jianjun, money was just a boast.

He is now considering how to gather evidence.

Lin Yaodong is going to ship three tons of goods this time, and it's obvious that he can't do it all by himself.

Even if the system could do it, he wouldn't be able to explain it to Lin Yaodong and the others.

They're not idiots. You, all alone, in a dilapidated house, produced three tons of drugs. Who the hell would believe that?

Therefore... Cao Jianjun has to make concessions.

The method of concession is, in other words, technology transfer.

This isn't a big problem. Just let the system provide the formula for making drugs, and that will be fine.

"Boss Lin."

With this in mind, Cao Jianjun compromised and lit the cigarette again: "It seems we need to talk in a different way."

"Please speak, Mr. Cao..."

Lin Yaodong smiled with satisfaction.

"I definitely can't handle three tons of cargo by myself."

Cao Jianjun puffed on his cigarette, scratching his head in worry: "I have two methods here, Boss Lin, please consider them."

"First, my new type of drug is only part of this order; your Tazhai will continue to sell the same goods as before."

"Secondly, I will transfer my technology to Boss Lin, but... you will have to pay a very high price."

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The Lin brothers looked at each other again, and as if they had planned it, they both shook their heads.

"Mr. Cao, you seem to have made a mistake."

Lin Yaohua spoke up: "If you don't have many new products, how will you make money? No matter how much stock Tazhai produces, it has nothing to do with you, Boss Cao."

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Drug-making technology was Cao Jianjun's shield.