After this battle, Jiang Cheng deeply understood the gang's shortcomings. They didn't have enough strength or manpower. Increasing the gang's strength was the most pressing matter!
And the fastest way to increase their strength was to get a batch of guns. As for manpower, although they were still lacking, they couldn't find suitable people to replenish them in a short period of time. Only when the gang had a stable place could they slowly absorb more manpower.
Putting everything else aside, after taking over Rhodes Street, they recruited a few hooligans. In addition, with the opening of the Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall, many people who came to learn martial arts also expressed their interest in joining the Lung Hing Society. Now, the French branch of the Lung Hing Society had reached 150 people. Under Zhuge Liuyun's command, every corner of the 17th arrondissement's business street had been covered by the Lung Hing Society. The smaller gangs had all been swallowed up.
Although these places didn't have a lot of income individually, under Zhuge Liuyun's rule, they started a one-sided monopoly business, and their income increased significantly. With so many places added together, it was quite a sizable sum.
For example, John and Batiste's car rental business increased the rental rate by 50% after they took over some of the side businesses. Although the car owners didn't think it was a lot, it was a large sum when they pooled all the money together. Plus, they had a wider coverage, and their income almost doubled.
And there were many such examples. However, Jiang Cheng wasn't willing to only eat the meat from the mosquito's legs. The rich places were all occupied by the Martin Gang and the Red Gloves. It was wishful thinking to snatch a piece of meat from them without strength!
"Big Brother Zhuge Liuyun, how's the processing of the raw materials for the guns?" Jiang Cheng looked at Zhuge Liuyun and asked.
Zhuge Liuyun came to Jiang Cheng's side and smiled faintly. He sat down at the table and said, "Even if you didn't mention this to me, I was planning to tell you that the batch of materials will arrive at the French port in two days. When the time comes, you can bring a few brothers to receive them."
Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up as he hurriedly asked, "Which day exactly? How many guns are made? "
"About fifty guns." Zhuge Liuyun thought for a moment and said, "Give me a call when you are going to pick up the goods. Why? What do you want to do? Why are you in such a hurry?"
Jiang Cheng was a little disappointed that there weren't as many guns as he had imagined. But on second thought, there were only twenty guns in Martin Luther's gang. These guns were enough for him, so he nodded and said, "Well, it's useless to be anxious."
Then, Jiang Cheng's expression turned serious. "I've thought about it carefully. There's another thing that we can do at the same time. Once it develops, it will complement the power of our Lung Hing Society."
"What is it?" Zhuge Liuyun asked curiously.
"Business," Jiang Cheng nodded and said.
Zhuge Liuyun waved his hand and said, "It's very difficult to do business in France, but if you have a plan, let's hear it. If you want to expand Longxing Bank and Longxing Group in France, it'll be the same as our Longxing Gang. It'll be very difficult."
Jiang Cheng nodded with a serious expression. "I know, but no matter how difficult it is, we have to start from a young age. Many of our brothers were injured in the fight with the Martin Luther King Gang. The doctors in Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall are too busy to deal with them. It's easy to delay the treatment of our brothers' injuries!"
After a pause, Jiang Cheng continued, "In the future, the conflict with the Martin Luther King Gang will become more and more intense. At that time, if the injured brothers, including those with gunshot wounds, can't be treated quickly and effectively, I will not take my brothers' lives seriously!"
Then, Jiang Cheng sighed. "Zhao Hu was seriously injured, but he could only stay in Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall to recover. If we can open a hospital with better medical equipment, maybe … maybe Zhao Hu will wake up!"
Jiang Cheng punched the table with a trace of self-blame in his eyes. Zhao Hu was injured for the Martin Luther King Gang, but the Martin Luther King Gang couldn't provide him with good medical conditions.
Zhuge Liuyun nodded. Jiang Cheng's analysis was very reasonable. He also saw that the doctors in Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall couldn't deal with so many injured patients at the same time. After thinking for a while, he asked Jiang Cheng, "But if we want to open a hospital in Paris, we don't have enough funds at all. It's not easy to transfer funds from China."
"Brother Zhuge, you don't have to worry about this. I talked to Mino on the phone not long ago. Now the domestic Lung Hing Society and Tianxia Hui have been fighting to stabilize. Longxing Group and the bank have received financial assistance from Old Master Lu and Lu Yuanzheng, so we don't have to worry about funds for the time being. Moreover, our Longxing Bank can move into Paris. When someone comes to deposit money, we can use the money to run the hospital and use the money we earn to fill the bank back to form a capital chain." Jiang Cheng said with a little excitement.
There was a trace of worry in Zhuge Liuyun's eyes. "I don't know much about these business things. Can it really go so smoothly?"
"I have negotiated with Mino. The domestic situation is stabilizing. She will come to take care of the Longxing Bank from time to time. Mino said this plan is completely feasible!" Jiang Cheng nodded and said.
Zhuge Liuyun's eyes lit up. He admired Mino's business ability very much. He said with some surprise, "Oh? Sister-in-law is coming too? That's great. With her, I believe it will not be a problem to open a rural credit bank in Paris! "
Just when Zhuge Liuyun wanted to say something more, his phone suddenly rang.
Zhuge Liuyun took out his phone, pressed the answer button, and talked to the person on the phone. After a while, he shouted in surprise, "What? Is it true?! It will arrive at the French port tomorrow. Okay, okay, we will send someone to pick you up. "
Jiang Cheng looked at Zhuge Liuyun with a trace of joy. This phone call should be about the raw materials for those guns.
Sure enough, Zhuge Liuyun put down the phone and said to Jiang Cheng excitedly, "The raw materials for those guns have arrived, and they are all high-quality goods. They will arrive at the Le Havre Port tomorrow!"
"That's great. Tomorrow, I will go to the Le Havre Port with my brothers to pick up the goods!" Jiang Cheng was also excited.
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The next morning, Jiang Cheng brought Johansson, Batiste, Jing Long, and ten other brothers from the Lung Hing Society to the Le Havre Port, which was the nearest basic port to Paris.
When they arrived at the port, the sky had just brightened, but the port was already a busy and lively scene. There were many huge cargo ships and luxury cruise ships docked at the port. The large blue and red tower cranes were busy moving containers from the cargo ships and placing them in the open space at the port.
The owners of the cargo ships, the maritime police, and the customs officers were running around, directing the movement of one cargo after another.
Jiang Cheng looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but admire in his heart. This was indeed a world-famous port ranked in the twenties. It was completely made of steel. Even though the volume of goods entering and leaving was quite large, it was still so orderly.
"Cheng Ge, which cargo ship are we waiting for?" Jing Long asked Jiang Cheng.
"Well …" Jiang Cheng thought for a while and said with a smile, "Brother Zhuge said that this ship is relatively small, and very inconspicuous. Oh right, since we are here, it is time to call the customs officer and ask him to take us to pick up the goods."
Zhuge Liuyun had bribed a few customs officers in this port, using the excuse that this batch of goods was smuggled from Vietnam, and asked them to help this batch of goods to go through customs smoothly. The location of this cargo ship was also arranged by these customs officers.
Johansson immediately dialed the man's phone number. After talking for a while, he hung up and said to Jiang Cheng, "Brother Cheng, they'll be here soon. They told us to wait at the corner of the customs clearance entrance over there." He raised his hand and pointed to a huge item inspection station in the distance.
Jiang Cheng and the others arrived at the place and waited for about five minutes. A customs officer walked over and waved at them from afar, so everyone followed him.
Under the guidance of the customs officer, everyone walked to a remote corner of the port. There was a small, dilapidated cargo ship parked there, and there were three small blue containers on the cargo ship.
Johansson and the customs officer talked for a while, and the blue containers were opened. The police officer glanced at it and agreed for Jiang Cheng and the others to take the goods away. Next to the cargo ship, there was a huge truck. More than a dozen Lung Hing Society brothers worked together and quickly emptied the contents of the three containers and piled them on the big truck.
The big truck slowly started and drove out of the port. Because all the parts of the guns were dismantled, they successfully passed the security checkpoint.
Just when they were about to leave the port, a group of people who looked like gangsters suddenly stopped the big truck and shouted in French. Johansson immediately got off the truck and communicated with them. In the end, after spending 10,000 euros to bribe them, these people finally let Jiang Cheng and the others go, which made everyone let out a sigh of relief.
Johansson climbed on the big truck, and the big truck started quickly. It drove out of the port and entered the special road for trucks. Finally, they passed the customs!
"Johansson, who are those people just now? They don't look like government customs, "Jiang Cheng asked curiously.
"Cheng Ge, of course they aren't customs. They are actually the same as us, but they do a lot more than us," Johansson said with a smile.
"Gangsters?" Jiang Cheng was surprised.
Johansson nodded and said, "Many of the ports in France are actually operated by gangsters. Although they are called gangsters, they have actually been industrialized, just like a regular enterprise. They are on a completely different level from the Red Gloves and the Martin Gang."
The corner of Jiang Cheng's mouth curled up. The gangsters in his country were actually about to become a regular enterprise. Soon, the Lung Hing Society in France would also be moving towards this goal.
"Cheng Ge, where are we going to take these things? Directly to Tagore? "Jing Long asked.
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