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Chapter 33 Be My Follower?

Brother Hei came over and asked in a familiar manner:

"Zhu, have you found a seller for these things?"

Zhu Yu asked doubtfully:

"How do you know my name?"

Brother Xiaohei grinned:

"The embarrassing thing I just did was seen by someone. Some people said that you are very prosperous at the port and you have a lot of good things coming out of the container. Those people told me your name."

It turns out that there are still people paying attention to me.

But it doesn't matter, the heat will gradually disappear.

"Do you need my help?" Brother Xiao Hei is tall, half a head taller than Zhu Yu, and he is also stronger. His skin color is not pure black, but a little brown, and his face looks a bit like a royal emperor.

"No need." Zhu Yu pointed at these things and said, "The seller has been found."

"So fast?" Brother Hei was very surprised, and then introduced himself: "My name is Jason."

Jason's surprise is normal.

Under normal circumstances, valuable goods coming out of the container need to be cleaned, appraised, and then suitable buyers found.

Finding a buyer may not necessarily be done on the same day. Those with connections may be able to do it faster. Some items pulled back from the container may not be sold for several days, ten days or even dozens of days.

So Zhu Yu knew very well how worry-free he would be with Old John here!

Zhu Yu smiled and said:

"I happened to meet a buyer, so I sold it."

Jason asked curiously:

“How much can these things sell for?”

Zhu Yu looked at Jason.

Jason raised his hand hurriedly:

"Sorry, sorry! I didn't mean to ask about your trade secrets, I was just curious——

You know, I actually just entered this business not long ago. I thought I could make some money, but I bought a few containers and ended up losing money.

I want to find someone to take me with me - I can help with work for free, cleaning up garbage, carrying things..."

Zhu Yu was happy, didn’t he just want to be an apprentice?

But I don’t need it now!

He said tactfully:

"I'm only half a month old, but I'm actually newer than you. There are quite a few black people among you among the treasure hunters, why don't you follow them?"

Jason was a little depressed:

"They didn't take me. My family just came from Africa. They thought I was different from them. I felt they looked down on me..."

Well, it turns out there is also discrimination among people of the same race!

Before Zhu Yu could comfort him, Jason himself had already cheered him up:

"I think I can definitely continue in this industry! So, I will work hard, I will make a lot of money, and support my younger brothers and sisters..."

Yes, he acts like a big brother.

At this time, Zhu Yu's cell phone rang. It turned out that the buyer had arrived.

Zhu Yu said the warehouse number, and after a while, an old cowboy driving a large pickup truck came over.

"Hello, are you Zhu? My name is Quincy. Old John said you have a batch of beef semen here?"

Zhu Yu pointed to the industrial insulated box and then pointed to the barrels underground.

Quincy ran directly to the strange table.

Zhu Yu knew beforehand that this was where the cattle went up, and the hole was for the cattle whip.

Artificial sperm retrieval facilities.

"Not bad, not bad, well preserved!" Quincy praised repeatedly.

Then he looked at the bucket on the ground.

I opened one, smelled it, put my finger in it and stuck it on a little.

Zhu Yu felt a little sick.

He was a little worried whether Quincy would taste something heavy next time?

Fortunately not.

"Not bad, it hasn't gone bad yet." Quincy looked like an expert.

After looking at the beef semen in the insulated box, Quincy generously began to quote:

"I'll give you five hundred dollars for the semen extractor and the processing industry insulated box. One kilogram of cow semen in the insulated box is one hundred and twenty-five dollars, and one kilogram outside is one hundred dollars. How about it?"

After Quincy finished speaking, he looked at Zhu Yu's expression.

Zhu Yu felt that Quincy's current expression was a bit like his own dog running to retrieve a Frisbee, waiting for a reward.

He immediately smiled and said:

"Mr. Quincy, you gave a very fair price! John is right, you are a generous man! You will make a fortune!"

After hearing Zhu Yu's praise, Quincy grinned almost to the point of his back teeth. He happily took out a stack of dollars and counted them:

"Come on, this barrel is a standard barrel, 15 kilograms per barrel. Come on, let me do the math..."

"Ninety kilograms for one hundred and twenty-five dollars, totaling $11,250, one hundred and twenty kilograms for one hundred dollars, totaling $12,000, plus five hundred dollars for tools, totaling $23,750."

Zhu Yu quickly reported the number.

Quincy admired:

"You Chinese people are really good at mathematics!"

When it comes to business exchanges, everyone can do it.

After paying the money, we started moving to the car.

The little black brother Jason also rushed to help, and Zhu Yu didn't refuse.

If it was true as he said, Zhu Yu still admired him.

However, it is only a superficial phenomenon at present, Zhu Yu has no plans to recruit people yet.

I have too many secrets, and it's really inconvenient to have someone around me.

After moving the things, Quincy said hello to Zhu Yu and told him to keep any good things for the ranch in the future, and then drove away.

Zhu Yu asked Jason:

"How did you get here? Driving?"

"No, I came here." Jason said with a grin, "I also rented a container in the port area to live in. You can pick up a lot of good things here, and my brothers and sisters are all nearby."

"Okay, I'll take you back." Although Zhu Yu and Jason were not on the same road, he didn't mind giving him a ride.

Jason was not polite, got on Zhu Yu's big pickup truck, and said excitedly:

"When I have money, I will buy a car like this and take my brothers and sisters on a trip!"

After sending Jason, the little black brother with a dream, to the port, Zhu Yu went to say hello to old John, and then hurriedly went to Robert's appointment.

Robert made an appointment at a restaurant.

He still looked so ordinary. While eating his meal, he pushed a piece of paper to Zhu Yu:

"Zhu, please destroy the contents of this paper after you read it. It was bought with money and cannot be used as evidence..."

Zhu Yu asked while taking the paper:

"Then is there any way for me to get the original document?"

"Yes, but it will cost at least 300,000 to 500,000 US dollars."

Robert wiped his mouth and said with a smile:

"But if what is said in the will is true, then you can actually consider it."

Zhu Yu lowered his head and saw that it read:

"I, Zhu Dajiang, hereby make a will: the company, stocks, and cash under my name will all belong to my adopted son Elson.

The Dajiang Farm, the Sea Farm, the single-family villa on xx Street in New York, and everything in them belong to my nephew Zhu Yu and Zhu You."

Zhu Yu looked at the will and said nothing.

"As far as we know, the value of the stocks, cash, and company in Zhu Dajiang's name is approximately US$80 million to US$90 million.

The value of the farm and villa is approximately US$60 million."

Robert said: "Originally, Elson got the big deal, so there should be no reason for him to do anything to harm you again.

But later, according to the information we found, as I told you before, Zhu Dajiang squandered a lot of money in the early stage.

When he was about to die of illness, his net worth was actually more than before. This was something Elson didn't understand, and because he was usually more concerned about it, he felt that Zhu Dajiang had a more valuable treasure that he hadn't taken out."

Robert pointed at Zhu Yu:

"And Elson thinks that the one who is most likely to get the treasure is you."

Zhu Yu felt sad.


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