After arriving, he realized that he couldn't get used to the food, the living conditions, and most importantly, domestic companies still transferred money too slowly!
It would always be a month late. How was he supposed to live like that?
Especially after he visited his relatives and classmates back home, either they had struck it rich from demolitions or were leveraging the boom to start businesses. Even those who had dropped out of school had become very wealthy.
This made Ye Zhenli, who had always been a hardworking student, feel quite disheartened. He didn't want to be here anymore. Mexico had no future.
Being kicked out this time had completely made him want to escape.
He finished his cigarette, sighed and got up to pack his things, but suddenly, everything went dark in front of his eyes. He looked up and saw four or five burly men standing in front of him.
Ye Zhenli looked at them, slightly panicked. Having been in Mexico for a while, he could tell what kind of people they were.
They were definitely not good people.
"Our Boss invites you for a business talk, don't worry; it's about medical products."
Ye Zhenli had no choice but to go, confusedly got in the car, and cluelessly arrived at a villa. But as soon as he got out of the car, he was surprisingly calm.
It was definitely not about troubling him; if they were offended by him, they would have started shooting right away. Why bother bringing him to the villa?
Could it really be about business?!
Following them into the villa, he saw a man watching TV, sporting a fierce buzz cut. When he saw Ye Zhenli, he got up with a smile and extended his hand, "Hello Mr. Ye, I'm Aldous Wendell; the current President Popovich is my brother."
This was definitely a big shot! Ye Zhenli shook hands with him, feeling a bit nervous. After all, he was just a minor sales rep.
"Please, have a seat. Don't worry, I've called you here because I have a business proposition. My brother has always kept your business card; he recommended you to me."
Ye Zhenli forced a smile. He had been really desperate at the time, and had sent his business card and a letter to Popovich, not expecting him to actually keep it?
"I'm just a pharmaceutical representative, sir…"
"Hahaha, I need something you happen to have."
"What might that be?"
"I need ephedrine, 30 tons of it!" Aldous Wendell said straightforwardly.
Are you going to eat it?!
Even if you were using it for tea, you'd need decades!
This stuff is just used for making cold medicine. Why would you need so much?
"I wonder, what's the current price of ephedrine per kilogram?"
Ye Zhenli liked to use his fingers when he spoke; he held up two fingers, just about to say 200 yuan.
Aldous Wendell quickly answered, "2000 US dollars? No problem!"
Ye Zhenli swallowed his next words.
He just wanted to say 200 yuan!
He widened his eyes, his breathing became a bit rapid.
How many times multipled is that?
He was a well-educated man, and quickly calculated, 30 tons equaled 60 million US dollars!!!
And back home, 200 yuan was the "external price." If you were buying 30 tons, you could definitely get it for at least 120 yuan. This… this…
Is it like robbing a bank?!
He took a deep breath, "Mr. Aldous, according to regulations, we need to collect 30%... no, 10% upfront."
He feared saying too much might upset the other party.
But Aldous Wendell nodded with a smile, "No problem, just give me an account number, and I'll transfer the money directly."
Ye Zhenli nodded vehemently.
6 million US dollars just like that!
Is this what rich people are like?
Actually, Aldous Wendell could enquire in the United States, but ephedrine is one of the "controlled substances" there, and many companies need it themselves; the United States wouldn't possibly export it on such a large scale.
One owuld have to find someone else to buy from.
2000 US dollars was within the range they could afford.
He initially thought it might cost 3000 US dollars.
Aldous Wendell invited Ye Zhenli to stay for dinner, where he continually mentioned that 30 tons was nothing significant and if the cooperation was successful, 100 tons a year would not be a problem.
This made Ye Zhenli overjoyed. He was going to make a fortune!
During dinner, he also tasted foods he had never eaten in his entire life. Ever tried roast tiger meat?
Camel meat, crocodile meat, and so on.
When he left the villa, they even gave him a car, a Santana that sold for 200,000 yuan back home.
In the car, his hands were shaking.
He pulled out his phone, intending to call home, but he hesitated at the number and his expression twisted.
So much money, letting the company take it, he couldn't bear it!
Even if he would earn a substantial commission, that was nothing in the face of 60 million US dollars!
Could he go at it alone?!
Just as he hesitated, a call came in, and he answered; it was his wife.
"Zhenli, I… I'm pregnant."
Ye Zhenli's mind exploded with joy and anxiety, and he stuttered as he spoke.
"I don't want to keep it…"
"Why!" Ye Zhenli asked anxiously, his mind traditionally set on having descendants.
"We can't afford to raise it," his wife Yu Zhiyi said after a silence.
"Don't, don't, we can afford it! Zhiyi, I… I've got a big order that can make a lot of money, enough to support our child, and later we could even settle abroad. Don't do it, trust me."
The other side made a sound of acknowledgment, and after they had shared their feelings, they hung up.
Their family backgrounds were quite different; Ye Zhenli came from a poor family, while Yu Zhiyi was the daughter of wealthy parents, who had faced a lot of pressure to marry him.