Rebirth of the Flying Era

However, Ka Dazuo didn't even see the loan of 3 million Hong Kong dollars, so he transferred it directly to two accounts.

One is a special account Du Fei opened at Hua Xia Bank through Zhu's father.

The other is Vincent's personal account at HSBC.

Three million Hong Kong dollars, add two to one and make five.

Du Fei is responsible for shipping the goods to Xiangjiang.

Vincent was responsible for finding buyers and transporting the arms to Africa through the YG Navy's relationship.

Although Vincent did not take the physical object, he had connections and transportation channels.

In this era, it is not easy to transport such a large batch of arms from Xiangjiang to Africa.

So it’s fair for both parties to have half a family.

After this transaction is completed.

On Du Fei's side, excluding costs, there is probably a profit of more than one million Hong Kong dollars.

However, the money belongs to the country and has nothing to do with Du Fei personally.

After it was finalized, the transaction progressed very quickly.

A week later, the transport ship flying the yg flag had passed through the Strait of Malacca.

Dufy and Vincent meet again at the Navy Club.

This time it was just the two of them.

After Ka Dazuo got the arms, he immediately returned to the country in a hurry.

As far as Du Fei can remember, Ka Dazuo will not start the uprising until the second half of next year.

But now, with the support of this batch of weapons, I am afraid that this time will be greatly advanced.

In the room above the club.

Vincent poured Du Fei a glass of wine and said with a smile: "Try it, the best Scotch whiskey."

Du Fei also smiled and raised his glass.

He took a sip and put the cup down.

Vincent took out a check from the leather bag next to him: "Bearer cash check from Barings Bank."

Du Fei took a look and saw that the amount on it was ten thousand pounds.

Du Fei said in surprise: "This is..."

Vincent smiled and said: "This is the share you deserve."

Du Fei frowned and immediately understood what he meant.

Pushing the check back: "My friend, you don't have to do this. We Chinese people value fairness and integrity the most..."

Vincent shook his head and said: "That's business, this... is friendship."

Du Fei heard the implication. If he didn't accept it, he didn't regard him as a friend.

Seeing Du Fei take the check, Vincent smiled and said: "That's right, for every transaction we make from now on, I will take 30% of the profit, the Navy will take 30%, and the other parties will take 30%, leaving 10%." It’s yours.”

Du Fei thanked him, but secretly thought that Vincent was really not that simple.

Only by subtracting the profits obtained and distributing the profits to more people can the business last for a long time.

The reason is simple and many people understand it.

But very few can actually do it.

As the saying goes, it is human nature to be blinded by money.

Logically speaking, there is absolutely no need for Vincent to give Du Fei another 10%.

In name, Du Fei has already obtained the other half.

But in fact, those are all public property and have nothing to do with Du Fei personally.

In addition, Du Fei took the money and had something in Vincent's hands.

If anything happens in the future, Du Fei will definitely try his best to help him deal with it.

Otherwise, one will gain both, and one will suffer both.

But Vincent got it wrong.

Du Fei really didn't notice this little money.

I will definitely report and hand it over in full when I turn around.

Du Fei ostensibly collected the check, then asked, "My friend, I look forward to our next cooperation."

Vincent smiled proudly: "Of course."

Listening to the words, Du Fei's heart moved and he immediately asked: "Have you got a target?"

Vincent didn't hide it either. His cooperation with Du Fei, at least at the current stage, was highly complementary.

Both parties get what they need, and no transaction can be completed without anyone.

He smiled and said: "I have a cousin who is a military attache stationed in Nigeria..."

Du Fei blinked.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, it is indeed a family that has been passed down for hundreds of years, this is the heritage!

Relatives can be found even in such nooks and crannies.

At the same time, Du Fei also vaguely recalled that a civil war broke out there last year.

However, Du Fei was not very impressed, after all, they were far apart.

Dufy doesn't have much moral integrity, anyway, he just gave the weapon to Vincent.

Where Vincent sells it is his business.

Obviously, Vincent had high expectations for this transaction, and he asked tentatively: "In addition to light weapons, can we also get some big ones?"

"For example?" Du Fei underestimated Vincent's greed and ambition.

I just traded for the second time and felt that the profit on guns was too low.

Vincent said: "For example, tanks, those old gangsters like this, and cannons, big-caliber ones, the bigger the better."

Du Fei frowned, but Tank was fine.

How to transport a large-caliber cannon?

Although he has never been to Nigeria, the infrastructure there is probably quite poor.

But when Du Fei expressed his worries, Vincent looked indifferent: "We don't care about that. We are businessmen. Do you sell a radio and still care about which station people listen to?"

Du Fei heard it and thought there was nothing wrong with it!

As long as we can get money, we will sell whatever customers want.

Speaking of money, Du Fei did not forget to confirm it again.

Vincent said: "Don't worry about this. They pay with oil, gold and gems. How about I give you pounds or Hong Kong dollars directly~"

When Du Fei heard this, he knew there was something fishy here.

When buyers pay for oil, gold, and gemstones, and then turn them into cash, there will definitely be a price difference.

For example, the nominal amount of a transaction is one million pounds, but in fact the price of the buyer's oil, gold, and gemstones may be 20 to 30% lower than the market price.

At that time, Vincent can still get a piece of the price difference from the middle.

But it doesn't matter, it's his ability to take advantage of the price difference, and Du Fei is not jealous.

In fact, it is quite rare to be able to sell domestic weapons through the Vincent line.

Due to economic difficulties and internal circulation failure, many factories are already in trouble.

The third-line construction started in 1964.

In addition to preparing for unexpected events, another reason is to stimulate economic circulation through infrastructure construction.

But now, after several years of investment, it has almost reached its limit.

The biggest problem is that the money invested cannot be recovered.

Although Du Fei's side is just a small fight for the overall situation.

But it is still an exploration.

It is good to sell what you produce, even if there is no profit but just to maintain capital.

What's more, now it seems that the profits here are quite generous.

Last time Ka Dazuo only paid three million. According to Vincent, the transaction size will definitely be larger this time.

Optimistic estimates may increase it ten times!

Thinking of this, Du Fei felt a little excited.

After returning from the Navy Club, I immediately called Dad Zhu.

First, he reported that Vincent gave him 10,000 pounds alone.

Dad Zhu was very pleased to hear this. At least Du Fei didn't touch the hot money because he was so stupid.

Then we talked about the second transaction.

Even though Dad Zhu had seen big scenes, he was shocked when he heard it: "What did you say! Thirty million Hong Kong dollars!"

Whether it is necessary to say it or not, people of Dad Zhu's generation are absolutely unambiguous when it comes to risking one's life and fighting a war.

But when it comes to economics and business, things are still a little bit worse.

If Ka Dazuo's side is empty handed and has a loan of three million, it is just a small test.

This transaction is expected to be worth 30 million yuan. Based on the previous profit rate, the net profit will be more than 10 million yuan.

What a concept!

It almost catches up with the annual output value of a large enterprise.

This is just one transaction.

According to this progress, this channel alone will be able to provide domestic blood transfusions of more than HK$100 million every year.

These are all foreign exchange, which can be used internationally and directly purchase things that are most in short supply in the country.

At critical moments, it can solve urgent needs.

The most important thing is that with this channel, those factories that have invested heavily but cannot see returns can be revitalized.

Thinking of this, Dad Zhu couldn't help but say "ok" three times in a row!

Only at the end did Du Fei bring up the tank: "Dad, do you think you can find a way to get a few Type 59s from our army, preferably ones just out of the factory..."

Dad Zhu frowned on the other end of the phone: "Tank?"

This is no small matter, this thing is not the same thing as a firearm.

Du Fei said: "Otherwise, how could we come up with 30 million?"

Dad Zhu thought for a while and said, "This matter is not trivial. It is not about money. Zhengzhi has a great impact, so I have to ask for permission."

Du Fei responded, having already guessed it: "Dad, please try your best to fight for it, otherwise it will be a pity. The number does not need to be large, twenty vehicles are enough."

Du Fei put down the phone, it was probably not a big problem.

The Type 59 tank was originally a copy of Sugo's T-54. It has been nearly ten years since the technology was completely mature.

Both Baot Machinery Factory and Luoy Tractor Factory can carry out large-scale production.

If there are two or three hundred vehicles, it may be a bit difficult, but one or twenty vehicles will definitely be no problem.

Just now, when he put aside his phone money, Du Fei repeatedly emphasized that he must choose a machine in good condition and strive to build a good reputation.

Don't lie down before you get to the battlefield. The sign was smashed.

However, at this moment, the phone that had just been put down suddenly rang.

When Du Fei picked it up and listened, his expression suddenly changed: "What! Zhou Peng was shot!"

The call came from the hospital, and the caller was Huo Mingyu.

When Du Fei rushed to the hospital, Huo Mingyu's eyes were still red.

Du Fei went up and asked quickly: "Sister-in-law, how is Brother Zhou?"

Huo Mingyu choked with sobs: "I just finished the operation and haven't woken up yet. The doctor... the doctor said that the bullet grazed the heart and injured the myocardium and pericardium. I don't know yet..."

When Du Fei heard this, his heart tightened, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as people are still alive.

Du Fei said: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, Zhou Geji has his own destiny."

There was also a young man in his thirties standing next to him.

He took the initiative to shake hands with Du Fei: "Huo Wenxuan, Mingyu's cousin."

Du Fei nodded politely.

Then he turned to Huo Mingyu and said, "Sister-in-law, let me go see Brother Zhou."

Huo Mingyu nodded and took Du Fei to the intensive care unit.

Zhou Peng was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed tightly and wearing an oxygen mask.

Du Fei felt keenly that his breath was very weak and his vitality was gradually weakening.

Although surgery was performed, it was not successful.

If nothing happens, I might not be able to survive for a few days.

Du Fei came to the bedside.

Because he was connected to a machine that measured blood pressure and heart rate, both of Zhou Peng's hands were outside the quilt.

Du Fei took a chair from the side and sat down, then put his hand on Zhou Peng's veins in a decent manner.

Huo Mingyu and the other two people on the side didn't know what was going on, and thought Du Fei was a skilled doctor.

And they knew that Du Fei came from the north and had an unusual relationship with Zhou Peng.

After a while, Du Fei turned to them and said, "Sister-in-law, Brother Huo, I wonder if you two can please step aside?"

Huo Mingyu hesitated and nodded.

Wait for them to exit.

Du Fei quickly took off the machine and oxygen mask attached to Zhou Peng.

As soon as the thought comes to mind, put it into your portable space.

At this time, two people appeared in the portable space at the same time.

Ci Xin still hasn't woken up since her last wound opened and was repaired again.

But Du Fei clearly felt that her vitality had become much stronger.

Since there have been beneficial changes.

Simply follow the same method as last time.

Continue to put compassion outside, and when her wound opens again, repair it again.

At this point, Du Fei had already vaguely guessed.

This must be some kind of hidden injury to Ci Xin, and it is also related to the various messy skills she has been practicing for many years.

Although he trained his body to be different from ordinary people, it also left a lot of hidden injuries, which are usually fine.

This time he was hit hard, but he was lured out.

If there is no portable space to maintain, her ten lives will be lost.

Zhou Peng's side is not that troublesome.

Putting it in the portable space, Du Fei thought and wrapped it in white light.

Because the surgery had just been performed, the warhead was removed and the wound was sutured.

White light is only needed to repair wounds that cannot be repaired by surgery.

In just over ten minutes, Zhou Peng's fatal injury was almost healed.

Du Fei deliberately controlled it and did not directly heal the place where he was shot.

When he wakes up later, the doctor will definitely come to check.

I found that the wounds had healed, and there was no explanation.

It feels almost done.

Du Fei released Zhou Peng.

This guy has a good physique, but now he only has superficial injuries.

As soon as he came out, he opened his eyes "humming".

When Du Fei saw it, he finally felt relieved.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Peng heard "Fuck you!" and was probably startled when he saw Du Fei standing on the side.

Instinctively, he wanted to sit up, but the wound was pulled and he let out an "ouch".

This alarmed the two Huo family members outside the door.

Du Fei went over and opened the door.

Huo Mingyu rushed in and saw Zhou Peng woke up. He yelled "dead ghost", jumped on him and burst into tears.

Zhou Peng endured the pain in his chest, patted his wife twice, and said comfortingly: "Xiaoyu, I'm fine."

Then I saw Huo Wenxuan again: "Second brother is here too~"

Huo Wenxuan nodded, even more shocked by Du Fei's methods.

What is Zhou Peng's situation? The doctor has already told him before.

If I can wake up before tomorrow, there is still hope, but if I can't, it will be terrible.

But just now, Du Fei was inside for only a short time.

Not only did the person wake up, but his mental complexion also recovered!

Huo Mingyu cried a few times, then realized what was happening and immediately rang the bell to call the doctor.

Zhou Peng was examined again.

I was also shocked and couldn't explain why.

Wait until all the work is finished.

Seeing that nothing happened, Huo Wenxuan also left.

Du Fei and Huo Mingyu were the only ones left in the ward, and Zhou Peng talked about the situation at that time.

He drove to the company at that time.

As soon as I got off the car, a rusher suddenly rushed out from the side.