Mercenary’s War
Chapter 1247: One Thousand Two Hundred Thirty Action Plan

Chapter 1247: Chapter One Thousand Two Hundred Thirty Action Plan

Gao Yang was genuinely confident. If they followed his method, he couldn’t guarantee much, but helping Jensen’s dad sell dozens of bottles of alcohol within a year wouldn’t be a challenge at all.

No need for overly complicated strategies. This was something Morgan could handle. At a gathering, just let Morgan put out a dozen bottles of strong liquor for everyone to taste. As long as the alcohol was genuinely good and the brand was unfamiliar, someone would inevitably ask about it. Once they found out the price and someone casually hyped it up, boom! Those limited-edition bottles would be flying off the shelves.

Rich people aren’t necessarily fools, but they crave face value. And strong liquor isn’t like wine—it doesn’t fetch astronomical prices. Those renowned vintages from famous vineyards can go for tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, transforming wine from a beverage into a collector’s item long ago.

If a super-rich individual is hosting an important guest, wine is a given. But sometimes, skipping strong liquor wouldn’t feel right either.

Of course, everything hinges on one condition: if you want to sell alcohol at a sky-high price, the taste has to be genuinely excellent. But good taste is just the foundation; the real key is the sentiment behind it. You need people willing to pay a premium for the story behind the name.

Luckily, Jensen’s family brewery made some fantastic alcohol. Even Morgan was full of praise for it. After Morgan shared a few glasses with his friends, the reviews were overwhelmingly positive. With the foundation set, the next step was adding sentiment to their brand.

How do you build sentiment? Craft a story, throw in some gimmicks, make people feel the alcohol justifies the price tag—that’s sentiment.

Where you stand determines your perspective. If you’re on a mountaintop, you’ll see far; if you’re stuck in a well, all you can see is the patch of sky above.

Gao Yang had seen enough of the world lately to understand what needed to be done. He could easily grab two random people and get Jensen’s family alcohol circulating. Will, however, wasn’t so capable. It wasn’t that Will didn’t understand selling alcohol at premium prices was key to catching the eyes of the super-rich; it’s just that pushing an unknown brand into elite circles required first having friends in elite circles.

After finishing dinner and casually giving Will a tip on making money, Gao Yang and the others ended their meal in an upbeat atmosphere.

The Jensen family property was spacious. After chatting for a while and checking out their individual rooms, Jensen eventually led Gao Yang and the others to gather in Gao Yang’s room.

Closing the door behind him, Jensen smiled at Gao Yang, who was lounging on the bed. “Boss, I just realized today that you’ve got the makings of a swindler.”

Rafael stepped forward and grabbed Jensen by the neck, shouting angrily, “You bastard! You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”

Jensen pried Rafael’s hand away and laughed, “What do you mean, ‘on purpose’? Hey, is this how you treat a host?”

Rafael huffed indignantly, “You jerk, you know I wouldn’t want to offend you in your own home, so you deliberately messed with me. Just wait! When you come to my house, I’ll be sure to return the favor!”

Gao Yang waved his hand dismissively, saying, “Alright, enough. Eileen, what’s the situation?”

Eileen took out her phone and said solemnly, “Tommy sent a text. He’s already en route and should arrive in London tonight.”

Jensen remarked in surprise, “So soon? Tommy sure moves quickly.”

Eileen tilted her head slightly. “Tommy’s pace isn’t the fastest. Andy He was in Paris, and as soon as he got the assembly order, he set off immediately. He should already be in London by now.”

Gao Yang had too many messages to keep track of, so after issuing the call to assemble, everyone reported their travel updates to Eileen.

“What about the others?”

“Lee and Rabbit are in Africa. Their itinerary is still uncertain. At the earliest, they could catch a flight tomorrow, but timing isn’t guaranteed.”

Gao Yang waved his hand and said gravely, “Big Dog is in Hawaii. Based on his local time, he should arrive in London during the day after tomorrow.”

Jensen asked softly, “What about Frey? When’s he leaving?”

Gao Yang replied, “He should also arrive in London during the day after tomorrow. Taylor will be traveling with him. As of now, it looks like everyone should be assembled by then.”

Rafael then asked seriously, “Boss, when are we heading to London?”

Gao Yang thought for a moment before responding, “We won’t make any moves until Little Donnie gets here. His arrival is still uncertain and won’t be quick. Locating Krulney’s relatives will take some time, so tomorrow we’ll head to Loch Ness.”

The plan was set. All that remained was execution. Waiting idly was waiting; waiting while having fun was still waiting. When it’s time to be tense, stay tense, but when it’s time to relax, make sure to relax fully.

After wrapping up the discussion, Gao Yang clenched his fist and said with some hesitation, “Actually, there’s another person—the new medic. He’s in America, and I haven’t notified him yet. Here’s the thing: what we’re planning exceeds typical mercenary work, and I don’t know him well enough yet to decide if he should come.”

Eileen spoke in a low voice, “I think you should bring him. He’s a medic, and sooner or later he’ll learn our secrets. I don’t think the operation targeting Krulney will differ much from others we’ve done.”

Gao Yang snapped his fingers. “Fair point. Let’s bring him in. I’ll notify him.”

After that, Gao Yang clapped his hands and said quietly, “It’s just us for now, but after posting the bounty, updates can come in at any time. Before ensuring Little Donnie’s safety, we won’t act. But that doesn’t stop us from starting the strategic planning. Let’s consider the first scenario: if Krulney is hiding in a European city like London or Paris, especially in a busy district, how would we proceed?”

Eileen frowned slightly. “Krulney could be hiding anywhere, so this scenario is likely. If he’s in a place like London, launching an attack with heavy weaponry would cause too much chaos, so we’d have to stick to small-scale operations—take him out quietly without attracting attention.”

Gao Yang spoke seriously, “Exactly. That’s how I’m thinking too. If Krulney is hiding in a large city, our first option is to use snipers as the primary assault team. If the snipers don’t get a shot, then three to five people would approach him quietly and eliminate him. Of course, these options are ideal. But under no circumstances can we create too much noise. If there’s no chance, we’d rather just monitor him than stir up trouble. For the future’s sake, we can’t afford to become a target for major nations. So, if Krulney is hiding in a big city, we’ll probably need to hire cleaners again. F**k, that’s another huge expense.”

Rafael curled his lip, “Let’s hope Krulney isn’t in America or big countries like Britain and France. Cleaner fees are ridiculously high. Then again, what if he’s holed up in some unstable region, like somewhere in Africa, or some godforsaken, deserted place where no one even goes?”

Gao Yang let out a snicker. “Do we even need to ask? That’s when we go all out—use whatever firepower we want and take care of business! (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for it with recommendation or monthly votes on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)