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Chapter 797: Chapter 694: Gold Payment (Seeking Subscriptions!)_1
Business was done.
It was nearing high noon.
The relationship of mutual interests between Tang Qing and Chai Ren deepened once again.
This was something both of them were delighted to see. Tang Qing had friends with formidable influence and strength overseas, a luxury that Chai Ren lacked, and with an execution power that even Huaxia didn’t possess, Chai Ren felt like he had hit the jackpot.
On the other hand, Chai Ren wielded significant clout domestically, which could offer protection to Tang Qing’s industry.
This umbrella of protection enabled Tang Qing to act without too much hesitation, sparing him many official troubles. He thought this was profitable because even if he had countless fighters under him, causing trouble to bigwigs domestically could still have serious consequences.
He speculated that after a few incidents, there wouldn’t be any place left for him in Huaxia and he would be forced to take refuge overseas.
Therefore.
Domestically.
Tang Qing seldom resorted to radical measures. He would never be conceited enough to disregard the ruling class of society. Why would anyone choose to make enemies when they could have friends? That would only be foolish.
He wasn’t an idiot.
... 𝚗o𝚟pub.𝚌𝚘𝚖
At the entrance of the villa complex.
Tang Qing’s two exclusive cars slowly entered.
Seated inside were Zeng Rou and others.
They had previously agreed to rehearse over the weekend, but Tang Qing didn’t feel like going to school. So, he decided to shift the rehearsal venue to his own home, which was spacious and well-equipped with musical instruments.
Rehearsing at the villa naturally involved the inconvenience of Zeng Rou and others commuting over and over.
Early in the morning.
Zeng Rou and the performers for this programme were waiting at the school gate.
Given they were visiting Tang Qing’s house, all the girls from Lin Jiaxue’s dormitory decided to join. It was the weekend anyway and they had nothing much to do. They wanted to see for themselves just how opulent Lin Jiaxue’s house was.
Yes.
It was truly a sight to behold.
From the moment they entered the villa complex.
Everyone had repeated expressions of astonishment on their faces.
Zeng Rou who had seen many grand scenes and lived in a villa herself, was less phased. But Ning Jing and Gu Man were different. Coming from ordinary families, they had only seen such luxurious villas on TV.
"Zeng Rou, how big do you think Tang Qing’s house is?" Ning Jing asked, her eyes glimmering.
Zeng Rou shook her head, "I’m not sure, but it must be quite large. Otherwise, managing these two cars and drivers wouldn’t be possible."
After a while.
When everyone saw Tang Qing’s villa.
Only then did they truly register its grandeur.
"This... this is Tang Qing’s villa? So many servants and bodyguards, such a large and spectacular garden and house. It’s too luxurious." Ning Jing and Gu Man looked around, just like walking into the Grand View Garden.
Zeng Rou maintained a relaxed expression.
She was calculating in her mind how much a house like this might be worth.
Thinking about that.
She realized that her family’s few hundred million yuan worth of assets was not a lot.
This large villa was valued at nearly a hundred million RMB. Most of her family’s assets were fixed and couldn’t be used to buy such a villa. She would be lying if she said she wasn’t a bit envious. She couldn’t afford it in Shanghai, but getting a larger one in her hometown wouldn’t be an issue.
The cars pulled up and stopped.
Zeng Rou spotted Tang Qing and others waiting to greet them at the entrance.
"Welcome everyone." Tang Qing greeted enthusiastically.
Zeng Rou looked at Tang Qing for several seconds. She really couldn’t figure out the background of this young man who had such immense family wealth at such a young age. The Tang Family of Huaxia wasn’t reputed to be this powerful, neither in the business sector nor in the government.
"Tang Qing, you hid your strengths well." Zeng Rou taunted.
"What have I hidden?" Tang Qing asked, puzzled.
"Hmph, you know." Zeng Rou harrumphed.
Actually, she just wanted to regain her footing. She said that merely to trick Tang Qing. But would Tang Qing fall into the trap? Of course not. He just chuckled and responded, "I genuinely don’t. Let’s head inside, it’s too windy out here."
"Come on, girls, let’s have a good look at Tang Qing’s mansion." Zeng Rou then led Lin Jiaxue and the rest inside.
The villa suddenly came alive with their chattering.
Tang Qing didn’t follow them but let Lin Jiaxue, the lady of the house, lead them around.
"You’re going to perform?"
Chai Ren asked, looking surprised. It was understandable as Tang Qing’s talents were truly impressive.
Tang Qing nodded.
"Music related. We are coming over to rehearse. New Year’s Day is not too far."
Chai Ren chuckled.
"I’d really like to see your performance."
"Go away, you’re not allowed to watch..."
After lunch.
Yunxin left.
As for Tang Qing, he started rehearsing the programme with them.
Though it was called rehearsing, it was more like Tang Qing teaching Lin Jiaxue as he didn’t need to rehearse. His talent made the other girls sigh at Lin Jiaxue’s good fortune of being with someone as outstanding as Tang Qing. It was indeed a case of different destinies.
.......
December 14th.
Congo Gold.
Bei Ji Province.
Sadoke had been waiting for a week now.
During this week, that man hadn’t contacted him. It was as if he had vanished into thin air, making Sadoke question whether he was a fool to have believed that man’s words in the first place and why he hadn’t left any contact details.
He hadn’t given up on searching for Galina throughout the week.
But on the third day, he learned that Galina had safely left, so he had no choice but to lift the moratorium, hoping that the man would keep his word. Otherwise, it would be difficult to get things back on track.
Sitting in the office.
He tapped aimlessly on the desk.
Sadoke felt more and more stifled.
If he’d been fooled, he didn’t know how he would save face.
Suddenly.
"Boss, that man is here," the secretary rushed in to announce.
Sadoke perked up.
"Quickly, bring him in, and yes, make sure to conduct a thorough check," Sadoke still maintained caution.
"Yes."
The secretary left the room.
Sadoke quickly adjusted his clothing and very soon, he saw the man from their last meeting walk in, dressed in the same suit as before, carrying nothing and his hands empty.
"Greetings, Chief Sadoke," the fighter nodded slightly as a sign of respect.
"Hello, Mr. Biyabu," Sadoke greeted with a hint of joy.
Unknown backgrounds.
No foundation for cooperation.
Sadoke didn’t dare to shake hands with this stranger.
"Chief Sadoke, I’ll cut to the chase. Our cargo has arrived in Bei Ji Province. You can send someone to receive it. Once the standard installation is complete and we have a preliminary batch of qualified products, we can then discuss the price," the fighter straightforwardly said.
Sadoke nodded in delight.
"All right, where is it? I’ll send someone to pick it up."
Given such method of payment, his risk was reduced to a minimum. What else could he be dissatisfied with?
"The address is XXX... You can send someone to fetch it right away. I estimate it can be shipped here by midday and set up before dark. After that, we can discuss other matters," the fighter elaborated.
"Okay," Sadoke agreed.
Immediately.
Sadoke ordered his subordinates to hurry to the destination.
Within half an hour.
His people arrived at the site.
As they looked at the pile of equipment before them, their faces filled with amazement. How did these items get transported here without a trace at their checkpoints? This gave Sadoke a preliminary understanding of this organization.
They have one or maybe a few covert routes for transporting goods and personnel within his territory.
Thinking about this.
Sadoke felt uncomfortable, because this implied that his people were under severe threat. If someone were to assassinate him or take actions against him, the enemy could appear right at his doorstep.
Could it be possible to force them to reveal where these concealed paths are located?
This idea...Sadoke found it quite a challenge.
Although he claimed to have over ten thousand men under him, there was a saying similar to that of an adage in Huaxia which proclaims ’enemies within ten steps’, he wasn’t afraid of a head-on fight, but he feared schemes from behind. No matter how many men he had, they would be of no use.
This force obviously specialized in warfare through conspiracy.
Otherwise, they won’t have been able to rescue Galina right under his watchful eyes.
Headache.
Sadoke was distressed once more.
...
By midday.
The production line arrived at the outskirts of Fei Yi City.
Under the fighter’s guidance, the entire production line was swiftly installed. It’s not an entirely automated production line. Tang Qing may have such a line, but it would be impossible to sell to Sadoke. Instead, it consisted of various specially-tuned machinery and industrial equipment.
All parts for the AK can be manufactured right here.
However, only AK parts can be made, as many of these tools are specialized to mold equipment precisely for the AK. There was no possibility of general usage.
"Boom... Squeak squeak squeak..."
"..."
The complete set of standard gear, including the raw, directly cast metal blanks of varying thickness, strength, and shape, were placed on the equipment. Only after processing could these be referred to as components.
These things.
Sadoke’s territory could barely produce them at this time, even though the output was so low it was tearful.
Once the equipment was switched on.
It took a full hour and a half.
Before the corresponding parts were manufactured.
After anxious waiting.
The assembly of the first AK was complete.
"Click... Click..."
The fighter quickly assembled the first finished product and handed it over to Sadoke.
At this moment, Sadoke was so thrilled he didn’t know what to say. Isn’t this the only complete weapon production equipment in the whole of Congo Gold? Although the output is a bit low, less than a hundred a day, it represents self-sufficiency.
"Chief Sadoke, give it a try," suggested the fighter.
"Okay."
Sadoke took the hefty gun, touching the sleek barrel. The gun still had paint on it, the rough texture from the machining process made it look somewhat crude, but it elicited a profound affection from Sadoke. He loaded the bullet.
Went outside.
Pointed to the sky.
Rat-tat-tat-tat...
He fired off an entire magazine of bullets.
Sadoke fired another three magazines.
But still wasn’t satisfied.
He praised it for being a good gun.
It didn’t jam at all.
It was no worse than the weapons he bought from arms dealers of various countries.
This man did keep his word. He did not deceive him. This was much more useful than the World War II leftover production line from Ivanovich of the former Soviet Union. These pieces of equipment clearly bore traces of modern industrial machinery.
He wasn’t duped with outdated equipment.
"Good, very good. I’ll pay, twenty million dollars. Can I make the payment by other means, like gold?" Sadoke moved on to the main topic.
The fighter nodded: "Of course, but considering the cost of cashing out gold and other transportation risks, I need gold worth twenty-two million dollars." An excess of ten percent, not high.
This gold does not need to be cashed or transported at all. It will be directly teleported back to the currency clearing center for storage, as a guarantee for the issue of Asia Dollars, essentially meaning a clean profit of two million dollars.
Sadoke gave a nod.
The man didn’t overcharge him.
Just a ten percent transaction fee was what it was.
Compared to when he sold gold and then paid the fighter, this handling fee was actually cheaper.
Of course, Sadoke was more than happy to agree.
