Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 1202 - 613: Discussing a Big Business Deal with a "Notorious" Organization?_3

Chapter 1202: Chapter 613: Discussing a Big Business Deal with a "Notorious" Organization?_3

The large roads extending from the base’s front gates led into the distance, and there were no street vendors conducting business on these roads. Even if some people needed to cross these roads to get to other places, they would do so quickly to ensure the roads remained clear.

Meanwhile, due to the existence of these roads, the trading area naturally divided itself, with each section between two roads forming a large categorical trade area—the Daily Necessities Area, Food Area, Tool Area, and even a Weapon Area.

Henija was here not only to discuss cooperation with Sean Knight, but also to investigate and understand whether this place had become, as rumors suggested, a branch of China—or, to put it another way, whether the tribe here had thrown in its lot with the Chinese People.

For this world-famous organization, even if China was currently a sought-after partner country, this was something they could not tolerate.

What Henija saw seemed to differ from the rumors.

It wasn’t the Chinese private forces inside the base who maintained order, but the local tribal warriors.

It seemed that the Chinese private forces in the base didn’t care about the goings-on outside. How much these people were selling their goods for, or how much money they made, seemed to have no appeal to them.

All they had to do was secure the base; they didn’t care about anything else.

This contrasted with the rumors that the tendrils of some Chinese individual had already reached every corner of the tribe, that all tribal affairs obeyed the Chinese, and that the Chinese even collected taxes from here!

That was a sensitive word!

Henija felt it was necessary to delve deeper, so he approached a vendor selling iron agricultural tools, squatted down, picked up a shovel, and waved it in his hand, praising it, "This shovel is very nice! Is it from China?"

"Yes," the vendor said proudly.

"What about this ugly one next to it?" he asked, picking up another shovel that was a lot uglier, with rough welding points and uneven grinding.

"This one is produced in our own factory," the vendor hurriedly explained. "We are still learning; it will get better— the key thing is that it’s very cheap."

"How cheap?"

"Ten Ni cheaper than the one just now, which is the same as one RMB."

"Only that much cheaper?" Henija was somewhat dissatisfied, as he might have considered buying it if it were half the price.

"Our labor and material costs haven’t come down yet. But we are trying..."

"So, does the Chinese take taxes when you set up the factory?" Henija suddenly threw out the topic he was concerned about.

"Why would the Chinese take taxes?" the vendor asked curiously. "As for our factory, the Chinese don’t care at all. Besides, the factory is built in our tribe, what does it have to do with the Chinese People? They did send people to teach us how to use machines, tools, and manufacturing technology, then they left."

"The Chinese don’t tax your stalls either?" Henija asked again.

"You’re a strange man," the vendor shook his head. "The Chinese People don’t care about our vending. They don’t interfere with the affairs within the tribe. The tribe’s matters are decided by the elders. They only care whether these supplies are popular. If not, they will bring in what we want.

By the way, they also care about what supplies they can exchange for with the goods they sell. Other than that, they don’t care."

With that, the vendor went to greet other buyers.

After questioning a few stalls, Henija came to the same conclusion.

As for why these people set up their stalls here, the main reason turned out to be the area’s safety. Since the Chinese private forces were stationed in this base, nearby tribal forces dared not cause trouble here, making vending very safe.

Henija felt that the answer to the organization’s concern was already quite clear. China wasn’t interested at all in their small domain here; the people they sent were private forces, without any official power. Moreover, most importantly, they were mainly concerned with mining, selling, and buying goods.

As for the domain, they simply didn’t care. He had investigated clearly, even the base, originally abandoned, was ultimately given away by the tribes jointly to the man in charge of the mining— the man he was about to meet.

That man was not interested in how his organization managed the country, nor did he have any desire to change things. His primary concern was cooperation. Bringing in convenient and urgently needed daily necessities for the local tribal residents and taking away their coal.

That was all.

Compared to some of the big merchants in Kandahar, the prices offered by Sean Knight were actually very fair—Henija was no fool and naturally knew how much his country lost out in some international trades.

However, the domestic strife meant they had very few cards to play, and this inequality seemed normal to Henija.

But the master of this base didn’t use this advantage to exploit the locals; he even increased the trading price to make the deals fairer, giving the local people a bit more advantage.

This was hard to believe, yet it was true.

So, there were no complaints heard from the tribal residents about the master of the base.

Sean Knight met Henija inside the base.

Henija clearly used to be military personnel, and the scent of gunpowder clung to him. He had a lean face and a determined gaze, a man of staunch will, ready to die for his convictions.

"Mr. Knight, hello," Henija saluted, "Thank you for everything you’ve done for the tribal residents here. Their lives have become happier with your help."

"It’s a win-win," Sean Knight stuck to his standard line, "In our country, that’s the basic principle for merchants. Besides, I’ve made a lot."

Henija nodded; Sean Knight’s words were candid, which made him seem like a trustworthy person.

"So, next, on behalf of our organization, I hope to discuss a big business deal with Mr. Knight, a deal that could be a win-win for both of us," Henija said, looking at Sean Knight, "I hope Mr. Knight will consider it carefully."

"What big business?" Sean Knight’s interest was piqued immediately.

Doing business with an internationally renowned organization was truly exciting: even if it failed, it would be something to brag about for a while!