socalfunplaces Chapter 382
Chapter 382
"Martin, Roger, you two hand over the group of illegal immigrants to Mr. Feng." The director ordered.
"Oh, okay, it should have been done long ago." Martin agreed happily.
There was no way, there were too many illegal immigrants, and they occupied his small house, leaving him no private space.
Even his wife was so angry that she went back to her parents' home.
Now, someone can take in these illegal immigrants, and he couldn't be happier.
"Oh, I said you should have come a few days earlier. Do you know how I've been these days? They have parties at my house every day, but the food they cook from the East is really delicious." At the end, Martin smacked his lips.
If there weren't so many people on the other side, Martin would have wanted to hire them directly and make them his chefs.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Police Officer, I've been going through the procedures these days, so I didn't solve your trouble in time. I apologize for this." Fengyun smiled and bowed to Martin very gentlemanly.
His slightly forward leaning body made him look very elegant.
"Mr. Feng, you are really a gentleman. Compared with those annoying guys in the Immigration Bureau, your service attitude is many times better than the other side." Martin praised.
"Thank you for being satisfied with our service. I hope we can cooperate again next time."
"Sure, sure."
All the illegal immigrants were loaded into a bus.
Looking at the back of the bus going away, Martin couldn't help but verbally praise: "This Mr. Feng is really a gentleman."
And Thomson was thinking about the extra few hundred dollars in his account.
Life is really beautiful.
"Feng, Mr. Feng, are you picking them up now?" Until this time, Gu Huaxing still looked unbelievable.
In order to snatch these people out, Gu Huaxing didn't know how much effort he had spent and how many back-up plans he had arranged?
However, the other party took the person out of the police station so easily, and the police chief saw him off along the way...
Suddenly, Gu Huaxing felt like he was nothing.
Why, everyone is a gangster, but look at them, then look at yourself, is the gap between people really that big?
Crows are all terrible.
"Mr. Feng, where are you going to take these people?" Gu Huaxing asked.
"Of course it's the prison, why? Could it be somewhere else?" Feng Yun answered seriously.
Gu Huaxing:...
This is fucking, it turns out that the person I want has gone around and ran to the prison again, so why did I spend so much time?
Seeing Gu Huaxing's puzzled expression, Fengyun smiled and explained: "Mr. Gu, because we have an agreement with the Immigration Bureau, these people have to live in prison.
However, living in prison does not mean that they can't do anything. We have an agreement with the Ministry of Justice. As long as the prisoners do not leave the prison and are not abused, how to manage them is the business of our prison.
So, there are several packages in our prison for you to choose from, Mr. Gu..."
It's true that no one has ever done business as well as Fengyun.
Gu Huaxing looked at the long list of prices, and the CPU in his brain was already running at overload.
What is business? This is what business is. Look at others and then look at yourself.
Gold members, VIP privileges, independent kitchens, independent studios, TVs, toilets, and the Internet are all available. Even if you feel lonely, you can order takeout...
It's just that the price is a little expensive, and it costs $1 million a year.
"Mr. Gu, you see, as long as you buy the membership service, your people can concentrate on doing everything they want to do in the prison. There is no outside interference here, and it is safer, which is totally worth your effort.
How about it, Mr. Gu, which package are you going to choose?"
Gu Huaxing:...
He seemed to see that behind Fengyun, two devil wings had grown, flapping and flapping.
"Oh, by the way, Mr. Gu, I forgot to remind you one thing. Whatever you do, it doesn't matter, but you must remember not to forget to pay taxes."
"If you have some concerns, you can choose our tax agency business here. We promise to keep your information confidential, and the agency business only requires a handling fee of one point..."
Gu Huaxing:...
Why do I always feel like I have entered a bandit's nest?
"Uh, Mr. Feng, I think you should give my people a gold membership package." Gu Huaxing compromised.
AsIf you face an enemy that is too powerful for you to defeat, the best way is not to fight, but to join.
"Mr. Feng, if I provide you with other people's black money information, I wonder if there is any commission here?"
Feng Yun likes such smart people. Isn't it good for everyone to do business and make money together?
As for the source of black money, Feng Yun doesn't have to think about it. It must be Gu Huaxing's business rival.
However, what does this have to do with him?
He just needs to collect taxes.
Who doesn't have a few enemies when he is in the rivers and lakes?
As long as these people bite one after another, then his own small treasury will quickly become rich.
Thank you, the Lighthouse Country.
Thank you, the IRS.
Thank you, dear Director Rick.
Thank you, Buddha, Jade Emperor...
"By the way, Mr. Gu, if you need some technical guidance in your business, I have a brother who used to specialize in this business.
I wonder if you have heard of Mr. Gu, the painter?"
"Painter, that counterfeit banknote family? I heard that 40% of the counterfeit banknotes in the world are printed by them. I didn't expect that Mr. Feng, you have so many talented people under you."
"No, no, no, Mr. Gu, you are wrong. I don't know the painter. But my brother used to hang out with him.
What I mean is, if you need it, Mr. Gu, we can invite this painter out of the arena. Isn't it more cost-effective for everyone to cooperate and make this printing business bigger and stronger than each of us fighting alone?"
At this time, the painter on a small island in the Pacific Ocean suddenly shuddered for some reason, as if something bad was going to happen to him?
"No, this place is not safe, I have to move as soon as possible." The painter muttered in his heart.
Then, he continued to hug his big brother in a bikini, puffing on a cigar and sipping a glass of red wine.
When life is happy, you should enjoy it to the fullest, and don't let the golden cup face the moon empty.
However, what the painter didn't know was that a few days later, a marine corps on a submarine was already looking for his traces everywhere.
Needless to say, the travel expenses were naturally paid by Gu Huaxing.
As for Fengyun, Crow is just an intermediary platform. When have you ever seen an intermediary platform pay money?