The radiation cleansing of the Inner Circle was coming to an end.
To the civil war that suddenly erupted and quickly ended, the survivors living in the Sixth Street reacted calmly. The wanderers on the wasteland also remained peaceful.
The newly emerged force stabilized the chaotic situation with lightning speed.
Other than the ten people high above moving their asses, for most people living in the Outer Circle, life didn't change much.
As to death.
People died every day on the wasteland.
"I always thought I had a good eye for people, but I was wrong." Zhao Chenwu let out a sigh and sat across from Jiang Chen.
"Do you regret it?" Jiang Chen asked with a smile.
Zhao Chenwu was silent.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Jiang Chen didn't mind. He poured himself a cup of hot water.
Then, he took out a small plastic bag from his pocket and slowly tore it open. Then, he slowly poured the fine brown powder into the steaming teacup.
Looking at the dark brown liquid, Zhao Chenwu's eyes widened and he unconsciously gulped.
"Where I come from, we call this coffee."
"Of course I know that." Zhao Chenwu's voice was rushed.
"Do you still regret it now?" Jiang Chen laughed.
Zhao Chenwu looked at Jiang Chen, puzzled. He didn't understand what Jiang Chen meant.
Seeing the expression on Zhao Chenwu's face, Jiang Chen smiled and then took out another good thing.
The white cube, in Zhao Chenwu's widened eyes, fell into the fragrant coffee.
"You have a lot of good things," Zhao Chenwu said with difficulty.
"That's right." Jiang Chen shrugged and said nonchalantly, "There are some things I didn't dare to take out before, but now I don't have to worry so much."
"Are you really just an agent?" Zhao Chenwu had a bitter smile.
"You are the second person to ask this question … But what I want to say is, it doesn't matter what I am. The important thing is, as long as you do things for me, I will provide these things to you. "Jiang Chen smiled.
"Provide to me?" Zhao Chenwu paused and looked at Jiang Chen in disbelief.
"That's right." "Food, sugar, coffee, tea, and other similar things, I will provide you with a batch of goods every month. You will be responsible for selling these things for me. The management rights of the food business are all in your hands. I will not interfere with your business. I will only send some people to help you with the accounting matters. "
"I don't understand. These things would be very popular in any corner of the wasteland. Why would you give them to me?" Zhao Chenwu was puzzled.
"Because I think highly of your ability. I hope to see my products appear in every corner of the wasteland."
Hearing this, Zhao Chenwu's expression couldn't help but turn weird. Then, he revealed a slightly playful smile.
"I didn't expect that not long ago, we were still in a cooperative relationship. Now, I've actually become your subordinate."
"It depends on how you interpret it. As long as you remain calm, the Zhao Corporation will still be yours. The reason for the existence of the 'shackles' was to prevent something similar from happening again. Our relationship can still be understood as cooperation, and it's a closer cooperation than before. "Jiang Chen smiled.
Zhao Chenwu stared blankly for a moment before bursting into laughter and stretching out his hand.
"Then I wish us a happy cooperation."
Jiang Chen shook his hand and smiled.
"A happy cooperation."
The specifics of the food trade were quickly finalized. Fishbone would be responsible for the supply. Zhao Corporation would be responsible for building a caravan to transport the goods to every corner of the wasteland and then bring back other products or crystals.
The profit would be split thirty-seven. Zhao Corporation would take thirty percent and Jiang Chen would take seventy percent. The tentative plan was to expand the trade to the nearby Su City and Hang City. It would officially start next spring.
With the electronic contract in hand, Zhao Chenwu left Jiang Chen's office with a joyful expression.
Fan Cheng, who was waiting at the door, saw the expression on his colleague's face and felt relieved.
[It looks like Jiang Chen is not difficult to talk to. Otherwise, Zhao Chenwu's expression wouldn't be this happy.]
As he pondered, the fat man knocked on the office door and pushed the door open.
Sitting across from Jiang Chen, Fan Cheng hesitated for a moment before he asked in a quiet voice.
"Why is the general looking for me?"
Although Jiang Chen didn't make a move on their businesses and even gave them a lot of benefits, no one felt relaxed.
The reason was simple. Because of the chip implanted in the back of their necks.
Now that the situation had just stabilized, Jiang Chen didn't make a move on their money bags. But what about in the future? It was difficult to guarantee that he wouldn't wait until the situation stabilized, then take away the crystals and factories in their hands, and then dispose of them.
That thing was originally for slaves. The people who wore it had no ability to resist at all.
None of the council members thought that one day this thing would be used on them.
"Don't be so nervous. How about a cup of coffee first? " Jiang Chen gently smiled, made him a cup of coffee, and made a welcoming gesture.
Looking at the coffee in front of him, Fan Cheng's expression was more interesting than Zhao Chenwu's. His widened eyes almost popped out.
The hand holding the cup was shaking. He excitedly raised the cup to his mouth and took a sip.
The taste that had disappeared for a long time.
"I finally understand why Zhao Chenwu was so excited when he left." Fan Cheng sighed and suddenly smiled bitterly.
Thinking about the cooperation between Zhao Corporation and Fishbone base, it was obvious that the two sides must have reached a cooperation agreement.
For example, the cup of coffee in front of him.
"Haha, I believe you will be more excited than him when you leave the door." Jiang Chen laughed.
Fan Cheng's face was full of shock. He sat up straight, but then he forced a smile and shrank back.
"It's definitely not the food business. Two food vendors competing with each other to lower the price is far less profitable than a monopoly."
Jiang Chen smiled and took a sip of his coffee.
"Although it's not the food business, the profit is not lower than the food business."
Hearing this, Fan Cheng's face showed an expression of interest.
"Oh? What business is it? "
"The reconstruction of the Sixth Street Inner Circle, I'm prepared to give you the entire contract." Jiang Chen gently dropped this heavy bomb.
Fan Cheng's eyes widened as he looked at Jiang Chen in disbelief.
"All of it?"
"What, you don't have confidence?" Jiang Chen laughed.
"That will require a lot of money …" Fan Cheng said with difficulty.
"Don't worry, you'll have to pay for the project." Jiang Chen put down the cup and crossed his fingers on the table. "The buildings destroyed in the civil war will be paid for by the Crimson Chamber of Commerce's assets in the Sixth Street. A total of 1.5 million crystals. Based on the progress of the project, for every 10% completed, 10% of the project will be paid. "
"Deal!"
Fan Cheng replied without hesitation. His nervous expression seemed to be afraid that Jiang Chen would go back on his word.
Jiang Chen smiled and didn't say anything else as he took out the electronic contract.
After carefully confirming the contents of the contract, Fan Cheng pressed his fingerprint on it.
"To be honest, I'm confused." Fan Cheng put away the contract as he said in a small voice.
"What's confusing?" Jiang Chen put the electronic contract into his pocket, leaned back in his chair, and said in an easygoing manner.
After hesitating for a moment, Fan Cheng lowered his head and said.
"If I'm in power, I'll confiscate the assets of all the other council members."
"That's why it's too hard for you merchants to sit at the same table and rule this area for so long. From now on, you just have to be honest merchants."
"Don't you love money?" Fan Cheng forced a smile.
As soon as the words came out, under his shocked gaze, Jiang Chen suddenly burst out laughing.
"The entire Sixth Street is already mine. Does it matter to me whose pocket the crystals are in?"
History had proven countless times that it was better to leave the business in the hands of an organization or in the hands of an individual.
Compared to being a miser hoarding crystals, Jiang Chen was more willing to distribute the small profits.
It was not only a way to win people's hearts.
More importantly, driven by profits, these ambitious merchants would naturally expand their territory for him.
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