On Sunday morning, there was the advance of Henri Lemieux.

Chen Xu easily got a warehouse in the port of St. Denis.

This was provided by his nephew Joclemieux.

A large warehouse of about 800 square meters.

Very good location, close to railway and water ports.

Of course, it is worth mentioning that there was also a freight company under the name of Yorke-Lemieu.

At the same time, under the relationship of Henri Lemieux.

Hectefilos, the owner of the St. Denis Times, personally brought some reporters to interview.

"Everyone's family has something they don't need, but maybe someone else needs."

"The economy has been in recession, people are losing their jobs, and it's not going well for everyone."

"So I thought maybe we could do something to save some resources for this society and avoid unnecessary waste."

"At the same time, it can also allow more people to buy some of the things they need at a cheaper price."

"In the end, it will also give more jobs to society, to St. Denis, and at least to some of the people who need it to get through this recession."

Chen Xu held a glass of red wine in his hand and gently touched Hecterferos and Yoclemieux next to him.

Behind him was a blonde woman with a somewhat stereotyped expression.

The other party was holding a pen, quickly recording what Chen Xu had just said.

It's an interview, but it's not.

Because as a very experienced journalist. 26

She understands that for some people, there are people who can ask some spicy and direct questions.

But some people, she can only choose some gentler questions.

Or let the other person play freely, as in the present.

After writing them all down, she would go back to the newspaper office and embellish them a little more.

Make them more convincing and contagious.

The next day, the text would be published in the newspaper of St. Denis.

Let everyone know that there is such a great and socially responsible entrepreneur in Saint-Denis.

"It's an interesting business, a real good for society." Hectefellos praised with a smile.

"We earn wealth and, of course, do something for society." Chen Xu also responded with a smile.

Hearing Chen Xu's words, he smiled on the surface, but Hechtfilos was full of slander in his heart.

What the hell is there to do for society!

As a capitalist, he doesn't believe it's for social responsibility.

In fact, he can probably guess some of how this model works.

It is nothing more than buying low and selling high, but its conditions are more forgiving than banks.

And this model is also safer than those who are lenders, at least not because they don't pay back.

As long as you have something that can be mortgaged.

He just knew that he knew, but he couldn't do it.

On the one hand, he did not have the resources to do so, and on the other hand, he did not dare to face Brontë.

After all, this would have violated Brontë's interests.

But the person in front of you is different.

As the mayor's side, Hechtfellos, who is also inclined to the Elephant Party, knows more or less.

Now there is a lot of commotion, the so-called tobacco and alcohol that break prejudice, the initiator is in front of him.

How did tobacco and alcohol come about?

Kill the Grey family and cut off the supply of Brontë moonshine.

At the same time, he learned that the other party was not a native of Lemorne.

Instead, he came from New Hanover, which meant that his power probably spanned two states.

Fully capable of running this poorly informed trade.

It doesn't matter if it's city-to-city transactions, or state-to-state, country-to-country.

It is nothing more than a differential exchange of information and productivity.

And in St. Denis, some things that ordinary people may not feel are very good, and they may be sought after by people when they go to the countryside.

The same is true and the reverse is true.

As the founder of the St. Denis Times, although now Hectefelos is not active on the front lines of the news.

But years of experience have made him understand that this kind of poor information will bring many advantages.

The previous confrontation between Gray and the Braithwaite family is the best example.

"I'm sorry Mr. Matthew, I still have some urgent matters to attend to in my newspaper." After chatting a word or two about some of the more interesting things in St. Denis, Hectefellos put down his glass and stood up apologetically.

"Of course, I also have some companies, I can understand." Chen Xu smiled magnanimously and gave understanding.

After a friendly handshake, Hecterfilos left the warehouse with the blonde reporter who could be his daughter.

After the other party left, Yorklemie, who had not spoken before, couldn't help but let out a disdainful chuckle: "That guy from Hertek is scared, worried that Brontë will attack him, so he doesn't want to involve us too much." "

Here Yoclemieux uses a we, invisibly pulling into the relationship between the two sides.

Although Chen Xu knew the other party's small actions and details, he didn't care, after all, there was no harm.

"At least he's cooperative." Chen Xu also smiled.

He knew that the other party did not want to be involved with him.

But it's not very important, as long as he can do what he wants. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"It's just that how can this kind of business make a lot of money?" Yorklemie couldn't help but speak.

Making money is indeed making money.

But the key is how to make a lot of money.

Relying on this kind of second-hand transaction alone, as long as you control the receiving link, you will definitely be able to make money.

But if you want to make a lot of money, it is not an easy task.

"Of course there is a way, York, do you have plans to take a stake?" Chen Xu nodded with a smile.

"Why not?" Yorklemie said without hesitation.

In Yorklemie's view, if it weren't for this, what second-hand trading really made money.

That Chen Xu would never get it, even if it might hit Brontë.

Although they didn't get along much, Yoclemieux also understood what kind of person Chen Xu was.

A person who is purely rule-abiding, provided that others also follow the rules.

At the same time, there are always whimsical ideas, and the reason why the other party opens his mouth must be useful to his own place.

He was not his uncle and possessed the ability to influence some of St. Denis' policies.

Moreover, the other party is already in the same political camp as his uncle.

In this case, he will also take the initiative to share the possible future benefits with himself.

That must be the value of having some benefit worthy of his comeback.

"Sea and rail transport at the port, transporting second-hand goods to cities farther afield?" Yorklemie is keenly aware of the value in himself.

"That's right, but it's not just ordinary second-hand goods, those things are not worth wasting so many resources." Chen Xu shook his head with a smile and didn't say more.

Similarly, Yoclemieu did not ask more, he just needed to know that this business would have his share.

As for more things, he didn't think about going it alone, so is there a difference between knowing and not knowing?

............

While Chen Xu was discussing second-hand business with Yorklemie.

Brontë's mansion contained three more uninvited guests.

"Sir, let's talk about things like gentlemen, you caught our friend."

"You have nothing to do with us, but if you want 090 to cause trouble, then a lot of people in this room will have to die to solve the problem." Ducky looked unkindly at Brontë sitting on the sofa in front of him.

Just three days ago, he got news from Bill, Javier and Myka.

While drinking in a remote tavern in the lower town, they meet some drunks and there are some unfriendly clashes between the two sides.

The hotel owner demanded compensation from them, but apparently the men would not pay for the poor boss, so they fled before the guards arrived.

But just yesterday Lenny disappeared while shopping in the city, and someone brought them a letter saying that they had invited Lenny to be a guest.

"So, I invited you to my house, but you just broke in like this, didn't even take a bath, and tried to teach me how to do things?" Shouldn't I be merciful when you can stand here? Brontë said with a sneer.

Listening to Brontë's words, Javier and Arthur, who were standing behind Darch, couldn't help but be vigilant.

"It's true, we're just countrymen, we can only rely on each other... Yet you have taken our companions. Ducky calmly said to Brontë.

"You didn't do my tavern when it was smashed?" Brontë looked at Ducky with interest.

"We are also just innocent victims, and it is those drunks who provoke trouble first." Ducky explains.

"You, you, your rhetoric... Tian shamelessly full of nonsense... You feel superior. Brontë burst out laughing.

Then let Lucanapoli next to him serve the wine with a dumb voice.

Originally, because of Chen Xu, Brontë thought that these people from the Van der Linde Gang were also a group of people full of wisdom and means.

But now, he knew one thing.

These people are just a bunch of dirty bandits who think highly of themselves.