March 25th, Friday, skipped class.

Starting from scratch has been very difficult since ancient times.

Not to mention that what Wang Chen is about to enter is a very complicated industry that is intertwined with fists, violence, power, and blood.

But these violent and bloody industries often have one thing in common...

That’s huge profits!

Wang Chen, who was broke and broke, had already made up his mind to enter this industry and earn his first money after his rebirth.

Taking Tai Zhiyi to the largest river in Changqing County, Wang Chen thought to himself while looking at the busy ships in the river.

Tai Zhiyi, who was next to him, looked at it for a long time and really didn't know what was good about this place. He said with some confusion: "Boss, what is so good about this Qinghe River? There are sand transporting boats everywhere, and the water is very turbid, even fishermen can't see it."

No."

"What is the biggest feature of this river compared to other rivers?" Wang Chen asked without explaining anything.

"Many ships?"

After looking at the river for a long time, Tai Zhiyi said with some uncertainty: "Not only are there many boats, but each boat is fully loaded. The biggest problem is that these boats are filled with river sand!"

"This is the purpose of today." Wang Chen pointed towards a long line of sand-loading trucks lined up in several sand washing fields on the shore.

"These ships are transporting river sand, which proves that Qinghe's river sand production is very huge."

"If you look at the sand trucks queuing up at the sand washing field on the shore, it proves that the quality of Qinghe river sand is high and sales are booming, so there is no need to worry about selling."

In his previous life, Wang Chen was engaged in construction, so he naturally knew that the supply of good-quality river sand was in short supply. As for the cost of sucking sand, it was just a boat, a few people, some diesel and a pair of iron-blooded fists.

Tai Zhiyi responded quickly: "So, boss, what you mean is that as long as we can get sand, there will be no shortage of sales at all?"

"Yes." Wang Chen nodded.

Tai Zhiyi has a flexible mind and an active personality, and he can tell at once. This has been his talent since he was a child, and he doesn't mind cultivating him.

For Wang Chen after his rebirth, he not only wanted to make a fortune for himself, he also wanted to make a fortune together with his brothers.

For many people, we share hardships and wealth, but Wang Chen has never been a person who believes in killing birds, hiding good bows, hanging rabbits, and cooking lackeys.

He didn't even bother to do this.

"Boss, a sand ship is not cheap, right?" Tai Zhiyi opened his mouth, a little shocked.

No matter how ignorant he is, he still knows that not everyone can do this kind of violent business, and although they often fight, they are still a senior high school student who is about to take the exam.

"The cheapest kind of sand suction boat is about 50,000 yuan, which is not expensive." Wang Chen said lightly: "As for the danger, there must be some. Since ancient times, the first gold made from scratch has always been bloody. If you want to be a

How can one be superior to another without paying some price?"

Hearing this, Tai Zhiyi felt a little embarrassed and secretly dug into his trouser pocket, where there were two ten-yuan notes.

This was what he had just "taken out" at home in the morning, and he was a little happy at first.

Now that I heard that Brother Chen’s 50,000 was fine, I suddenly felt like I couldn’t get rid of these two banknotes...

As for how dangerous the boss was talking about, Tai Zhiyi didn't quite understand, but he knew that Wang Chen, his brother for more than ten years, had never tricked him.

Wang Chen walked into the sand washing field with Tai Zhiyi. Before he could find anyone, the big wolf Qing tied at the door of the sand washing field roared because he smelled a strange smell.

"Call you mother, if you call me again I will kill you and eat dog meat hot pot at night!"

A half-naked strong man with a tattoo of a dragon on his shoulders walked out of the guard. After kicking Lang Qing aside, he noticed Wang Chen and the other two.

"What are you two doing? You don't know that you can't just enter the battlefield?"

"I'm going to buy some sand, come here and check out the market." Wang Chen took out a pack of Huazi that he just bought in the morning, pulled out one and handed it to the strong man.

Looking at it, it was Yan Guo. Zhuang Yanguo's tone was obviously much better: "How many prescriptions are you going to come over to get?"

"My construction site is huge. If the Qinghe river sand is of good quality and the price is right, I will use sand here in the future." Wang Chen said with a smile.

"Then don't worry. The quality of our Qingyang battlefield is excellent. I'll ask someone to take you to see it first."

…

The salesman called by the strong man watching the scene was called Li Qing. He was wearing a somewhat loose black formal suit, a gold necklace, and slippers on his feet, which looked very nondescript.

After a few polite words, Li Qing led the two of them towards the battlefield.

The battlefield is not big, about more than a thousand square meters, and there are about 20 workers working on the battlefield. But what Wang Chen noticed was that there were more than 30 tall and strong men patrolling the battlefield.

Pointing at the people patrolling, Wang Chen pretended to ask casually: "Brother Qing, there are quite a few people here to control the battlefield. You guys are really willing to spend a lot of money on the battlefield."

"This is still very few. At most, there are hundreds of people watching the battlefield. Now no one dares to come over and stir up trouble." Li Qing said this with a somewhat proud tone: "Although there are people running around Qinghe,

There are many, but how many can really clean up the battlefield?"

"Which of these people is not a black-and-white character?"

"Then you take the lead and let those people run away?" Wang Chen narrowed his eyes and handed over a cigarette: "Only a single family can have enough to eat."

Tai Zhiyi lit Li Qing's fire very wisely.

"It can't be controlled." After taking a few puffs, Li Qing pointed to the sand suction boat docking and said, "If you kill ten of them, and twenty more will appear in two days, how can you control them?"

"There are rules in the industry, and we are not the only ones in the sand-washing field. If we go too far, we won't be able to do business."

"And these sand transport ships can't transport out of the Qinghe River at all. They can only sell it to us at the sand washing field. A square river sand costs 25 yuan. We can resell it to the construction site for 50 yuan or even 60 yuan. Half of the profit is with us. You say

Why should we care?"

Li Qing pointed towards the sand transporting ship on the shore: "Besides, killing is just a means of making profit. As long as everyone makes money, who will find trouble?"

Following Li Qing's gaze, Wang Chen and Tai Zhiyi saw two people disembarking from the sand transport ship docked at the shore and pumping sand. They took two stacks of hundred-yuan bills and counted them twice with excitement.

Then the owner of the sand boat drove the empty boat and continued sailing towards the Qinghe River.

Seeing that the sand boat was gradually becoming blurry, Wang Chen withdrew his gaze and glanced at Tai Zhiyi, who happened to be looking at him too.

Tai Zhiyi's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and his tone was a little trembling, but he was more excited: "Brother Chen just sold this boatload of sand for 20,000 yuan!"

Seeing Tai Zhiyi's excited look, Wang Chen laughed.

What you read on paper is shallow, but you know you have to do it in earnest.
Chapter completed!