The other party took out the password box.

It was really like a contraband trade. A box of banknotes was neatly coded inside, and the banknote counting machine in Wang Defa's store was moved out and started counting.

A total of US$127,000.

Zhou Li'an put the money into the backpack he brought.

The transaction is completed.

"Zhou, I wanted to invite you to my restaurant for a casual dinner, but I guess you are also afraid of being in danger with so much money. Let's sit together another day? This is my business card." Wang Defa behaved very friendly.

In fact, he suffered from insomnia for a long time last night, worried that the cowhide he received at a high price of 3,500 would not be followed up.

Even if there is profit, there is a big gap between it and large-volume long-term transactions.

Most small workshops have their own channels for incoming goods, so Wang Defa still has to sell this batch of goods to leather merchants. Leather merchants are not interested in scattered supplies because their previous company is a clothing and leather goods company.

Similar to Zhou Li'an's earlier situation, Wang Defa can only have the right to negotiate prices if he has control over the supply of goods in bulk.

The old man's deliberate friendliness was not an act.

He doesn't want to be a gangster, and he can do business and make money in a harmonious way. Who wants to use knives and guns?

Zhou Li'an felt relieved, but he did not let down his guard. He smiled and said a few words and drove away quickly.

"Uncle, that guy is very timid. He seems to be afraid that we will steal his money."

After Zhou Li'an left, the two young men laughed.

Wang Defa glanced at them and cursed with a smile: "Cowardly? A cowardly person cannot get so many bison skins, and there will be further transactions. Where do you think these goods come from?"

The two looked at each other, not knowing why.

Wang Defa's face was stern, and he hated the iron: "You shout and kill all the time. I have told you before that you need to know how to eat your brain. North American bison are only available in a few limited Indian reservations."

"This kind of person who can get goods from Indians, no matter what means or channels he uses, do you think he will be an ordinary character?"

The two of them tasted these words and looked at each other, finally feeling a little surprised.

Chinatown, black ghettos, and reservations are as if land is king.

Of course you can be arrogant and domineering in your own territory and do whatever you want.

But who dares to go to another house to show off his power?

That man could sell so much bison skin, and the price must be very low. Regardless of whether he stole it or acquired it through personal connections, it is enough to show that his personal ability is extremely impressive.

However, the surprise passed in a flash. The two young people were not willing to listen to the old man's preaching.

"Uncle, we are leaving. If you need anything, call us."

Go out the door and spit.

"Come on the streets and show off your money?"

"Haha, if you have money, you will definitely show off. My uncle's daughter is studying at the University of Southern California. I heard that he bought a villa worth three million for his daughter."

"His girl's name is...Wang Yingying? I remember she was so pretty."
Chapter completed!