noffsinger Chapter 232 Returning to China
Chapter 232 Returning to China
Nicholas showed the same expression as everyone else, incredible.
"Are you joking?"
"A bottle of penicillin produced by Country M has 5 units, while my product has 80 units. This bottle is a gift for you to meet me, and you can take it for inspection. If you are interested in cooperating with me, come to this address tomorrow to find me!"
Wang Meng left his hotel address and room number, then opened the door and left confidently.
As soon as Wang Meng left, Nicholas immediately picked up the phone, contacted his friends on the road, and took the bottle of penicillin for testing.
The result came out in less than half a day, and it was exactly as Wang Meng said.
"Hey, man, where did you get this penicillin? If possible, tell me the supplier's contact information, maybe I will give you a kickback!"
"Maybe? Maybe you will never know this secret!"
Nicholas returned to the apartment excitedly, opened a bottle of red wine happily, and began to look forward to the wealth that would come to him!
Early the next morning, Wang Meng was arranging the acceptance equipment in his hotel room when he received a phone call.
"Mr. Wang, there is a Mr. Nicholas Cage at the front desk who wants to see you. Is it convenient?"
"Let him come up!"
Wang Meng handed the task of accepting the equipment over to Wang Ming, and then gave him the $100,000 that he had not spent yesterday.
"Let the brothers go out and take a look. Buy whatever you want, but at least buy two! Keep one for yourself, and give the other to Political Commissar Zhao to make a copy! Remember, spend all the money!"
After Wang Meng finished the arrangements, he prepared to receive the future spokesperson of the Independent Column in Country M.
"Mr. Wang, this night is really long. Maybe I should have come to you last night. My dear friend, let us cooperate!"
Now, the active and passive positions have been completely reversed, but Wang Meng is neither anxious nor impatient.
"Mr. Nicholas, would you like a cup of tea or coffee?"
Nicholas hesitated to speak, his hand suspended in the air with a beaming expression on his face.
"Then have a cup of tea! Let me have a taste of the East!"
Wang Meng brewed a cup of West Lake Longjing tea, handed it to Nicholas, and then looked at his seemingly intoxicated expression with interest.
"Green tea can reduce internal heat. If you drink more, you won't be so irritable!"
Nicholas drank half the cup as if he understood what was going on, then placed the cup gently on the coffee table.
"Can we talk now, Mr. Wang?"
"It's very simple. The M country military is my partner at the government level, and my only civilian partner is you, my dear Mr. Nicholas. Of course, the supply price is the same. Are you satisfied?"
Nicholas seemed to not believe his ears. How could he get the same price as the M country military?
As long as it is sold on the black market, the price can be doubled, and the supply is in short supply. After all, compared to the stinking US dollars, life is more important.
"Really? Mr. Wang, if this is true I must go to church, thank God!"
"Don't be so anxious to agree. I have one more condition, but it's not a difficult thing for you."
"Just tell me, I'm willing to do it even if it means betraying my beliefs!"
Wang Meng rolled his eyes at him, thinking that this guy might have no faith at all.
"It's not that serious. I just need to provide you with penicillin and you need to purchase some goods for me. However, these goods may not be easy to transport to China, so do you understand?"
Nicholas' heart trembled slightly. It turned out that this was his idea. To put it bluntly, it was to smuggle some contraband.
"Mr. Wang, to be honest, I don't know what kind of goods you need, but I dare say that I am an expert in this field, so just leave it to me. However, since it is contraband, the price on the black market will naturally be higher, so please don't mind."
"Of course, you are responsible for the transportation. You can deduct the shipping fee from the payment directly!"
After Wang Meng finished speaking, he took out a box filled with densely packed glass bottles, a total of 500 bottles of penicillin.
Nicholas looked at the full box and pounced on it like a hungry man pounces on bread.
"Shit! I'm rich!"
"There are 1500 bottles in total. I'm selling them to the M country military for $ per bottle, a total of $. You can pay me a deposit first, and as for the balance, I'll let you pay with goods!"
Under the "protection" of two special forces members, Nicholas sold two hundred bottles on the black market that day.
This type of penicillin is especially popular among local gangs, and of course local wealthy people also buy a few bottles in case of emergency.
Nicholas took out $300,000 from the recovered US dollars and gave it to Wang Meng. The remaining $450,000 would be paid with goods.
"Mr. Nicholas, please don't let me down, or I can find a random beggar to help me sell penicillin to the richest man in your area!"
Nicholas nodded his head like a chick pecking at rice. He made $300,000 in one day. Where can you find such business?
Wang Meng divided the $300,000 into three parts.
The two copies were given to Mr. Qian Xuesen and Mr. Qian Weichang respectively, asking them to purchase the necessary experimental equipment.
The other one was entrusted to the local international student organization to be distributed to local international students as living expenses, and the students were told that if they wanted to return to China for development, they could consider Ping Shun, and that the means of returning to China could be arranged by Nicholas.
Wang Meng just wanted to leave some thoughts for the international students. China is no longer the China they left. At least in Pingshun, it has become a new world.
While the relationship between China and Country M has not deteriorated yet, if these overseas Chinese or international students are willing to come back, this is the best time.
Everything was ready, and Wang Meng and others were going to take a ship to India under the escort of warships, and then transport supplies and personnel to Kunming via the Hump Route.
After a month's journey, the plane carrying Wang Meng and his crew and their supplies arrived at Kunming Airport without any losses on the Hump Route, which had an extremely high accident rate.
Because of Louis' personal instructions, the plane that Wang Meng and the two Qian elders were riding on was personally piloted by General Chennault of the "Flying Tigers".
After arriving at Kunming Airport, Wang Meng shook Chennault's hand.
"Thank you for your efforts. You are the bridge of friendship between China and Country M!"
Chennault was particularly curious about this Chinese officer who was entrusted by Louis to take care of him.
He stretched out his right hand and grasped the equally powerful hand.
"It's all about victory!"
As they were talking, several fighter planes that Chennault had never seen before landed at Kunming Airport.
"What kind of plane is this? Why have I never seen it before?"
Chennault couldn't help but take a few steps forward.