East Bay. Abu Zainimai Street.

This place is called: "Chinese Factory".

9 out of 10 stores or companies are owned by Chinese.

"Hello, boss." Shi Jiansheng was wearing a white suit, which was at least XXXL, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hold on. When he walked into the elevator, a white employee was inside, and he said hello when he saw him.

He nodded and suddenly thought of something, "Moses, have you sent the 20 boxes of medical cotton balls from Castro District Community Hospital?"

"It has been sent over."

Shi Jiansheng nodded, took his handbag, watched the elevator reach the 6th floor, and then walked out. Bai Lao breathed a sigh of relief, followed behind, and then hurriedly ran to clock in.

"Uncle, a guest is here." The nephew who was the secretary came over nervously and lowered his voice, "It's Mr. Gao, in the conference room."

Shi Jiansheng frowned and handed him the bag, his tone a little anxious, "Then you won't call me?"

The nephew felt a little aggrieved and said, "Mr. Gao asked me not to beat you."

"You idiot, I won't fight you until I ask you to. Stop fooling around with black girls in the future, they have hollowed out your brain!" Shi Jiansheng scolded you with itchy teeth, as if he hated you and refused to fight.

He only has a daughter, and his nephew has raised her as a son since she was a child. Who knew that she would grow up to be like this, except for women, who only know how to smoke big meat.

While cursing, he walked to the conference room and opened the door. The expression on his face suddenly changed. He smiled and his eyes narrowed, like a Maitreya Buddha. When he saw Gao Jun sitting inside,

Both hands were stretched out, "Oh no, no wonder I saw magpies chirping when I went out today. It turned out to be a distinguished guest."

"President Shi, you're welcome. What kind of distinguished guest am I? I'm just a bad guest who dares to disturb you." Gao Jun also got up and shook hands with him with a smile.

This is what the Chinese do.

Modesty, low-key, reserved.

"You didn't even pour a cup of tea? Ah Hua, what are you doing! Are all the people in the office dead?" Shi Jiansheng saw that the coffee table was empty, his nose became crooked with anger, and he cursed at his nephew.

"I'll go right away," the nephew said hurriedly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Gao, young people are ignorant and lack experience, and those foreign devils are half-dead. If it weren't for political needs, I wouldn't want them at all. They just work overtime and sigh."

In the United States, if you are in an all-Chinese class, tomorrow there will be a scathing human rights protection organization sitting at your door and saying you are discriminatory. Some people will deceive foreign devils and say that Asians have taken their jobs, and fierce conflicts will break out.

Political correctness means: Except for the Chinese, who can be discriminated against, no one else can be discriminated against.

Mermaids are all black dogs.

Is your mermaid hybrid animal?

Or can mermaids work on plantations?

Why are black people’s palms white? It’s because God put his hands on the police car when he painted them.

Gao Jun nodded with a smile, leaned over, took the cigarette from his hand, held it in his hand, and pressed his hand that lit the cigarette, "I just smoked one, take it easy."

"It's okay if you don't have a craving for cigarettes. For old smokers like us, if we don't smoke, we'll feel uncomfortable all over." Shi Jiansheng chuckled and handed another Umbrella stick to the person next to him. Then he lit the fire himself and asked curiously.

, "Mr. Gao is here today. Do you have any instructions?"

"President Shi..."

"Hey, hey, don't call him President Shi. If you don't mind, just call him Lao Shi. I will only be a few years older than you, and everyone will look up to you as President."

"Let's call him Brother Shi. You can just call me Ajun."

Brother, uncle, sister, you can call them whatever you want without suffering a loss. Gao Jun is still willing to put down some dignity. He once sold insurance and almost called others daddy.

Of course, this is all without conflict of interest.

"Hahaha, okay, then I'll be disrespectful."

Gao Jun smiled and said, "I came here this time because I actually want to discuss business with Brother Shi. I want a large amount of tourniquets, medical cotton gauze, medical alcohol..."

These things are also valuable on the battlefield.

Originally, according to Gao Jun's idea, buy some gauze, buy a few tons of alcohol, soak it all, and then fill it yourself. No matter whether it is sterile or not, you can tell whether the African guy can use it.

But first of all, I still think of Shi Jiansheng. You have to see how much the "genuine" goods cost. If they are cheap, don't make all the bells and whistles. If you build a factory overseas, you will face the risk of being bombed.

Talking about business?

Shi Jiansheng's eyes lit up, "Do you want it to be sterile? Or non-sterile? The prices are different. The price of gauze in the former is 30 cents per 100mm, and in the latter is 20 cents. If medical alcohol costs 1,500 US dollars per ton

."

Is this medical alcohol so cheap?

After conversion, it was cheaper than Manager Yang of the winery. Gao Jun instantly had other ideas, should he...

How many tons can you carry for them?

In fact, medical equipment is mainly about volume.

100mm gauze is actually enough for an average person, so it may not be enough.

"I can get gauze at least 2 cents cheaper. If you want medical alcohol, it's 1,400 US dollars. This is already very low."

These one hundred and two hundred high-ranking soldiers didn't bother to argue with him.

"You give me an account, and I will give you 30,000 US dollars. You can buy me more medical alcohol based on this amount. If the effect is good, I will increase purchases in the future." Gao Jun said with his legs crossed.

"Okay, okay."

Shi Jiansheng couldn't help but smile. Money was hard to make, but Gao Jun's business was definitely big business.

"This is Umbrella, who is responsible for handling this matter. I will be on a business trip in a while, so I will leave it to him." Boss Gao pointed to the American sitting next to him, put on a suit, and looked a bit tough.

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He sat there without speaking. Shi Jiansheng smiled kindly at him and said a few words of greeting in fluent English.

To be able to become the president, he must have his own abilities.

Sometimes, you are more suitable for the environment than others, and you are the strong one.

"Okay, I have to go too." Gao Jun stood up with his knees up.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Let's go after lunch. I'll arrange a table right now."

"No, no, I have to go to Washington later. I have a flight in the afternoon and I can only have lunch on the plane, hahaha." Gao Jun waved his hand and walked towards the door.

Shi Jiansheng followed beside him and saw his nephew coming over with tea. He glared at him and ran up to help press the elevator, "Then next time you come, we must have a good gathering and let me be a landlord."

"Okay, Brother Shi, please stay, there's no need to send him off."

"It's just a few steps, it doesn't matter."

Shi Jiansheng politely put Gao Jun into the car. A very low-key Mercedes-Benz was parked, followed by a Toyota. He waved, "Slow down."

His face was very excited and he clapped his hands.

"Uncle, what are you so happy about?"

"We have a big customer now. We will have no shortage of orders in the future. Okay, let's call the factory and ask them to work overtime!"

"Does the ghost guy need to pay overtime?" the nephew asked hesitantly. He knew that his uncle was very stingy.

Shi Jiansheng gritted his teeth and said, "Let the Chinese stay and work overtime and prepare some midnight snacks for them."

abroad…

The ones who exploit the Chinese the most are our own people.

…

The tiger's head is running forward.

"Connect with him and ask him to put the medical alcohol in the barrel and transport it to the cargo plane." Gao Jun said to Umbrella.

“Do I need to delay the flight with the airline?”

The flight has been scheduled for a certain time. If it goes past the scheduled time, they will ask you for money, which can be hundreds of thousands of dollars.

"Contact General Diegoski, and then ask Bancroft and Scottis to bring the supplies first and find a warehouse in the airport until I come."

If it weren't for this RPG order, he would definitely have followed it.

Umbrella wrote all this down in his notebook. He has become more and more rigorous in his work recently.

Gao Jun glanced at it and found that the other party used "ciphertext" that only he could understand. Even if this thing was taken away, the difficulty of cracking it would probably be no less than that of "Wind Whisperer".

That's what you have to do in a desperate business.

Ten minutes later, when they arrived at the airport, Tonikov took out a box from the trunk and walked into the terminal building with Barnacles escorting Gao Jun.

After Umbrella watched them enter, she said to Alva who was driving, "Let's go back too."

Gao Jun and the others arrived at a time jam and were about to go to the queue window to check in. They had just taken two steps when they heard the sound of something being dropped. They turned around and saw a little girl bumping into an Asian man.

At the same time, the former fell to the ground and dropped all the toys in his hands.

The latter was carrying a big green bag and was accompanied by his companions, all of whom looked very well-dressed.

"Sorry, sorry." The Asian bent down and picked up the toy, but Gao Jun narrowed his eyes. He handed the toy to the little girl and squatted down, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay." The little girl shook her head and ran away with the toy.
To be continued...