At night, in a village by the sea in Yuan Long.
Zhang Wen and Da Boyi personally drove a van to the village entrance.
At the entrance of the village, there was a car parked by the roadside. When it saw the goods, it flashed three times and then turned around and drove into the village.
"Follow that car." Zhang Wen gestured to Big Boyi.
After a few turns, the car finally stopped at a scrap car processing plant.
"Hahaha, how was it? Did you faint?”As soon as she got out of the car, she heard Jia Qian Wu's laughter.
"I almost vomited. You found a good place.”Zhang Wen placed his hands on his hips and looked around. He reckoned that even if the police wanted to enter, they would be dizzy.
"Unload the goods!" Zhang Wen waved his hand and pointed at the back door of the carriage that was opened by Big Bodyguard.
"Quick, quick, quick." Jia Qian Wu excitedly ordered the unloading.
Soon, the paper and ink were unloaded. A young man beside Jia Qian Wu touched the paper and opened the ink lid to stir it.
The young man nodded excitedly.
Jia Qian Wu's originally nervous expression instantly became extremely excited.
He immediately walked to Zhang Wen's side, handed him a cigarette, and said,"The machine has been cleaned according to your request. We can try printing now.”
"The factory is here?" Zhang Wen asked in surprise.”
Jia Qian Wu was not prepared and nodded.
"Alright, hurry up. I still have to rush back. I have to go to Shen City tomorrow morning.”Zhang Wen lit a cigarette.
"I know you're busy. Oh right, be careful these days. I'm just putting on an act. I think Master Feng can tell. I don't know if he'll look for someone else. That idiot, Pork Hong. So be it. I wonder why Master Feng is so concerned.”Jia Qian Wu complained.
"He probably hates me for cutting off his source of income. I'm still so wronged. I went to get the goods, and that idiot from Pork Hong wanted to pass by. He had been trying to pull him away for a long time.”Zhang Wen explained.
"I know, and Master Feng also knows. He probably can't stand a junior like you who just got promoted.”Qian Wu was added to the division of Xin Dao.
"Don't think that I'm easy to deal with. If you attack again, I'll cut off his claws.”Zhang Wen said angrily.
" Thank you. Actually, Hong has some good pork too. I've tasted the pig trotters and pig offal. They're all good stuff. Unfortunately, we don't have any channels now, and Xiangjiang City can't consume much of them."”Jia Qian Wu smiled bitterly.
"Eh? Isn't he rotten meat?" Zhang Wen was puzzled.
"That was before. There was a problem with the air-conditioning on that ship, but it was all good later on. Now, there's one floating in the international waters. Master Feng still wants me to take over, but I don't have any channels.”Jia Qian Wu explained.
"Sure, send some to Wen Ji tomorrow. If there's no problem, I'll take care of it.”Zhang Wen felt that adding Qian Wu should be called giving Qian Wu.
"Hahaha, I knew you had a way.”Jia Qian Wu's expression instantly turned from cloudy to clear.
"Boss, it's done!" Jia Qian Wu's underling shouted at the entrance of the factory.
"Let's go and take a look." Jia Qian Wu pulled Zhang Wen into the factory.
"Hehe, aren't you afraid of me?" Zhang Wen asked with a smile.
"Hahaha, I earn money and you earn money too. What am I afraid of?”Jia Qianwu laughed.
Jia Qian Wu had no intention of avoiding Zhang Wen. He brought him directly into the ditch where the car was being repaired. Then, they entered the underground counterfeit banknote factory through the secret door of the ditch.
The paper had been replaced and the oil mill had been added.
"Big shot?" The person in charge of the factory stood in front of the switch and looked at Jia Qianwu.
"Begin!" Jia Qian Wu nodded solemnly.
"Buzz ~~"
"Clang, clang, clang ~~~"
The machine started, and the sound was very loud. If it wasn't for the fact that it was underground and there was no one around, there would probably be complaints about the noise.
In less than ten minutes, a stack of cut US dollars was in Jia Qianwu's hands. Just by looking at the excited expression of the factory manager, one could tell that this was good stuff.
Jia Qian Wu handed a few cards to Zhang Wen.
Zhang Wenxian didn't look at it, but quietly used his hands to sense it.
It could be said that 70% of the difficulty in making counterfeit banknotes was on the paper, followed by the bumpy texture on the surface.
Success! After rubbing it a few times, Zhang Wen knew that the counterfeit notes in his hand were no different from real notes.
Then, he picked up one and looked at it carefully under the light.
Watermarks and moiré patterns were all available, and the face value was 20 yuan, which Zhang Wen had requested.
" Hahaha, brother, we're rich! This isn't just an A-rank, this is real money! Hahaha!" Jia Qian Wu started to shout excitedly after looking at it carefully for a while.
"How many can you print in a day?" Zhang Wen asked the person in charge beside him.
"I can print about 1.5 million yuan a day.”The person in charge wore a pair of glasses and looked gentle. He looked a little like Jia Qian Wu.
"This is my younger brother. You can call him Little Wu from now on. He is a top student, a graduate of the Royal Academy of Fine Arts.”Jia Qian Wu proudly introduced.
"Wow, you're really a top student. You're not simple.”Zhang Wen immediately praised.
"You flatter me, you flatter me." Little Wu scratched his head.
"Go do your work." Jia Qian Wu patted his shoulder, turned around, and pointed at Zhang Wen.
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