Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 16: Sany Xuanmen? Sany Heavy Industry!

"We still lack some means and experience in dealing with the enemy."

At the back of the Li family mountain, He Songling looked at the big trees that were uprooted by his tornado, and he was secretly alert. He was like Zhang Wuji who had just mastered the Nine Yang Magic Skill, but he didn't know how to use his inner strength.

Although this analogy is a bit inappropriate, he has learned a lot of martial arts, but compared with the actual application and experience, he is indeed far behind those old men. Zuo Ruotong can make Wang Yaozu just give up, not to mention resistance, he doesn't even have the thought of running away. His own practice of Nisheng is stronger than Lao Zuo, but Wang Yaozu not only escaped in front of him, but even escaped with others. This is the difference.

Fire escape can indeed travel thousands of miles in an instant, but at least you have to know the coordinates. He didn't even know where Wang Yaozu and Li Muxuan were running to, so it was useless no matter how fast he was.

"Am I considered a villain who died because of talking too much?" He Songling shook his head in self-mockery. Forget it, I'll just run away. After all, Wang Yaozu had never killed anyone, so he hadn't committed any crime that warranted death. As for the lack of means? Isn't this what I came down the mountain for?

With an innate soul, what tricks can't he learn? When he meets an old man like Wang Yaozu, even if he lacks experience, he will be defeated by the sheer number of tricks.

He Songling thought about it and went to the Li family first. Zuo Rutong chose not to attack Wang Yaozu at the beginning. In addition to the fact that a gentleman can be deceived by others, he also did not want to involve Li Muxuan's father. Now that he has attacked Wang Yaozu, Wang Yaozu and Li Muxuan will definitely not harm the Li family, but Quan Xing is a group of psychopaths, and it is not certain that others will be so honest.

"Hey, Master from the Trinity Sect, please come in, please come in, and have some tea." When He Songling came, he stated his identity, and Boss Li seemed very enthusiastic.

"I am sorry for my frivolous behavior, young man."

When He Songling said that he had beaten Wang Yaozu and Li Muxuan away, Boss Li looked a little unnatural. He Songling was not surprised. Not only did you beat up the tutor of someone's son, but you also let him kidnap your son. No one would be happy about this.

"Master He, this... My Mu Xuan worshipped Master Wang back then, and Master Zuo also nodded in agreement." Boss Li expressed his dissatisfaction implicitly.

"That makes sense. So if Li Muxuan doesn't do anything evil in the future, I won't take his life." Zuo Rutong praised Boss Li. On the one hand, he was a kind person. On the other hand, Boss Li was the financial backer of the Sanyi Sect and contributed a lot of money every year.

But ever since He Songling was able to come down the mountain, the money he brought back was enough for the Sanyi Sect to use for several lifetimes. He did not rely on Boss Li, so of course there was no need for him to lick the laurels of this wealthy man.

"Ah this..." Boss Li looked embarrassed. So what? I should thank you for not killing me?
"I'm not here to talk to Boss Li about this. Let's talk business." He Songling ignored Boss Li's embarrassment and slapped a bill of exchange on the table. "He is here to do a business with Boss Li."

Boss Li didn't take it seriously at first, thinking that I don't know about these poor Taoist priests of the Sanyi Sect. I donate nearly one-third of the incense money every year. When will it be your turn to do business with me? But when he picked up the bill and looked at it, he was speechless. "One hundred thousand US dollars?"

His Li family has been in business for so many years. Even if they sold all the land deeds and businesses, they might not get 100,000 dollars. Where would the Sanyi Sect get so much money?
As if he could see Boss Li's doubts, He Songling leaned back slightly in his chair and pointed at the bill of exchange: "It's from Standard Chartered Bank, guaranteed to be authentic."

"Master He, please take a seat." Businessmen don't care where the money comes from, as long as it's real. Boss Li immediately stood up, bowed to He Songling again, led him to the main seat, and shouted, "Come here, serve the master some good tea! Master, this is the Dahongpao of the season in Wuyi Mountain. I used a lot of connections to get it. I must try it."

He Songling couldn't help laughing when he saw Boss Li being so respectful after all, which made sense. After all, he was Boss Li, not Mr. Li. He made his fortune not by land annexation, but by business, which was why He Songling came to him.

"Boss Li, you don't have to be polite. I'm not here for tea." He Songling waved his hand. "I'm here to talk to Boss Li. Our two families will contribute funds, and Boss Li will report to the local government to set up a security group. The world is not peaceful now, so how about forming an armed force to jointly protect our two families?"

"Security Corps?" Boss Li is an honest man. He relies on the port in Fujian to do some traditional porcelain and tea business. He has never been involved in arms. "Master He, it's not cheap to maintain an army. One hundred thousand dollars is not a small amount for you personally, but for an army..."

"Of course you have to make money. In the current situation, safety is more important than anything else, and money can only be spent if you have a life. With a security team of hundreds or thousands of people, you may be able to get that Mr. Chang to directly recruit you to be a county magistrate in the future. How much money can you get back then?" He Songling said confidently. After all, he got this money back from the county magistrate in Echeng. He knew very well how much money a county magistrate could make. Boss Li didn't believe it, but looking at He Songling's calm eyes and expression, he felt a little eager.

County magistrate!
In his business over the years, Lao Li had been bribed by those warlords' dogs. If he were the county magistrate, he would also have military power...

Boss Li gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me, how do we do this business?"

"It's simple. Pay money, take shares, recruit people, and buy guns." When talking about this, He Songling's words were somewhat like the fake county magistrate of Echeng.

"Let's nominally set up a security company. I'll own 60% of the shares. You're the local boss, so you can recruit people and buy guns, as well as get a quota for setting up a security team from the locals. Then we can find a few foreign instructors to train them for a while, and then send them out to fight bandits. Once we have a reputation, we can also take on security requirements from some of the big guys around us."

A security corps and a security company are two different things. Nowadays, a security corps is a legal local private armed force, which is an armed organization. A security company is just for the convenience of equity distribution.

He Songling counted on his fingers and told Boss Li: "For the initial expenditure, this $100,000 is enough for a while. The subsequent security fee will not make money, but at least it will recover some blood. The situation is chaotic now. Anyone with a gun is a self-proclaimed leader, waiting to be recruited. If you don't have enough money, I will make up for it."

"You own shares? Not Sany?" Boss Li grasped the key decisively.

"How can the Sanyi Sect take a share? The Sanyi Sect is a group of people who practice in seclusion. In this chaotic world, how can they protect themselves? They will have to rely on Boss Li's security team! You have known my master for many years, and you are also my elder. I dare to call you Uncle Li, how about that?"

The Sanyi Sect has more than just Boss Li as its sponsor. How much money can a group of poor practitioners spend to practice in the mountains? But the security team cannot be hired for free. Everyone has to pay for food and horses. He Songling's proposal is equivalent to not only getting Boss Li's donation back, but also eating the money from other sponsors.

"Oh, then I'm really ashamed to admit it." Boss Li knew what was going on as soon as he heard it. His eyes narrowed into a line with joy. He held He Songling's arm and said, "My dear nephew!"

"uncle!"

The two foxes, one old and one young, held each other's arms and laughed, their laughter shaking the entire Li family.

"Uncle Li, since we are all family, we can make money together. I will tell you about this together." He Songling came over mysteriously again, "You are right. It is indeed expensive to maintain an army, but what if we have our own arsenal?"

"We build our own arsenal for our own security team?" Boss Li looked puzzled. "Isn't that just transferring money from one hand to the other?"

"Of course not." If that were true, there wouldn't be a situation where one big entrepreneur controls a large number of companies. He Songling briefly explained the principles of modern corporate economics to Boss Li. The businessman's wisdom made Boss Li understand instantly, and his eyes lit up.

"When our business grows bigger in the future, we can supply not only ourselves but also others with guns and bullets. Other armies will have to look to us for support to ensure that they can fire. When the scale grows bigger, we can even make cannons and tanks!" He Songling painted a big picture for Boss Li. Boss Li was immersed in the scene he described, and his saliva wet the front of his clothes.

He Songling looked at Boss Li who was full of admiration and sneered in his heart. Humph, if Wu Gensheng dared to come to Sanyimen to commit suicide, he would treat everyone in Quanxing to a bullet for breakfast. Sanyimen couldn't beat Quanxing, so he wanted to see if thousands of troops carrying long guns and cannons could beat them.

Sany Xuanmen will directly transform Sany Heavy Industry. By then, He Songling will have to carry Maxim and have a good talk with Wu Gensheng about what Tongtian means.

(End of this chapter)