"The second step is that we want to be the only one in Beverly Hills. △,"

Berezov's eyes widened. If he could completely own the entire Beverly Hills, he would have a significant position in the Siberian Company, and the profits would instantly surpass all the streets of Los Angeles - drug dealers -!

Speaking of American gangs, we have to say that there are three types of American gangs. One is street gang, similar to the traditional black street - gangsters. Gangs like 18th Street pose a very great threat to community security; the other is prison gangs, such as black people, Mexicans and other gangs have the tradition of treating prisons as their back gardens. Their people should work with the inside and outside of the prison, creating many prison scandals. In a certain American prison, the black boss married his wife and concubines and asked the prison guards to give birth to his children. In the prison, the incidents such as prisons - dealing with drugs - all originated from this kind of gang; the last one is the Speed ​​Party, which calls themselves "one percent club" because nine percent of the United States

Nineteen people riding motorcycles are all good citizens. In addition, the organizational model of these gangs is also different. For example, the one-person empire like the black godfather in Montek Town, such as the Armenians, also belongs to their organizational structure. However, there are two organizational structures no longer within the category of gangs, because they are much stronger than gangs. One is the anti-government-armed-drug-owl. The more typical of this type is the armed drug traffickers entrenched in Mexico, Colombia, and the Golden Triangle, and the other is the gang that has been completely corporate. Among this type, the Jewish gangs and gangs on island countries are well-known.

The Russians are a complete exception. They exist completely between ordinary gangs and corporate gangs. The "Tommahawk" is the representative of them. They have the determination to evolve like corporate gangs, but their hidden personalities are not suitable for playing such a meticulous game of embroidery. In the end, the Russian gangs that remain in the United States have become traditional gangs in the company-running model, that is, gangs that use the shell of the company to conduct street activities.

However, the oligarchs of the combat nations in the above categories are not listed here.

Berezov is the middle-level Russian semi-corporate gangster. He is affiliated with a Siberian company and is in a business that is no different from a street gang. Several of the expelled senior executives of this company serve their sentences in the prison of severe prisoners in the United States. The sentences are all over fifty years. It is said that those people are powerful people who once compete with the Italian mafia. After being sentenced, in order to avoid implicating the company, they were expelled by the company on the grounds of "involving illegal activities and misconduct."

Damas, a child who does not have the temperament of a leader who is a family leader, has the motivation to turn a family gang into a corporate gang country. At the same time, he also has the ownership of a craftsman. Perhaps one day he will become the guy with long hair and an artist's feeling, and even when he sees a family leader, he must ignore it. However, there must be a prerequisite, that is, behind him is a gang empire carved with his own hands. He himself is accommodated in the glory of the huge empire.

"We all know that neither Russian nor Armenians can unify Los Angeles, just as it is impossible for any race to unify the United States. Because the ethnic groups here are too messy, no one can summarize the commonalities between each race, but the commonalities of rich people are easy to summarize."

Damas, who had no idea at all, talked: "Rich people like to enjoy, enjoyment = convenience + quick + safety, price is not the question they consider. Remember how your competitors snatched those customers? Cousin Berezov, you must have conducted a survey. They just put in the packaging, like those luxury brands in Italy. In fact, you did the same before. I remember that when the rich people in Beverly Hills called to order, my father would double the price because they would never accept the reason that "the delivery man was arrested by the police." As long as there was once, they would delete your phone number forever. So, two Armenians would have two delivery men delivered the goods to Beverly Hills from two routes to deliver the goods on time."

"Oh, I forgot that it was my cousin who was managing these businesses at that time. This is your business practice."

No one could hear whether Damas really forgot or mocked him, but everyone was listening carefully: "Then, we have to analyze why those rich people would rather spend twice the price to buy - drug products - request delivery than to get it in person. This is what I said, safety issues. They are guys who are well-known and have some troubles and will make headlines, and no one wants to get into the - drug products - storm. Our people deliver the goods to their doorsteps no matter whether something happens or not, and they can even lie that the phone number of the order is lost."

"Did you understand? The extra money they spent not only purchased delivery services, but also purchased security."

"This is the second step we have to do, give them everything they want, and then increase the price to triple the original one!!"

Berezov seemed to look at a whimsical child who had instantly denied everything he had admired before saying nonsense, and said, "are-tempting-kid-me? (Are you kidding me?)"

"Of course not!"

Damas said with certainty: "Because of the services we can provide, no other drug dealers can give."

"We can let the rich man watch the goods they want from the starting point through their mobile phones to reach their destination from the starting point, and the security is very high."

Berezov didn't believe that these words were true at all, but when Damas finished speaking, he began to doubt whether he was no longer suitable for this era.

"uber." Damas said the most popular taxi-hailing software in the United States: "This is my plan, and we only need a high-end car, such as the Mercedes-Benz parked at the door. We used the Uber's private car service to change and the secret codes of the rich. If they booked our transfer to Hollywood, it means they wanted one ounce of goods. Go to Orange County. 2.5 ounces. You can discuss how to set it up, and even set the location to office areas where the rich often go. Anyway, it is not really going.

We gave them open service to watch the goods delivered to the door with their own eyes. As long as they find that the parking time of the special car exceeds the psychological bottom line, they can directly treat it as a taxi and never admit any drug dealings. In this way, even if the delivery person is arrested, the rich can still be safe and sound.

With this process and a little effort to change the packaging, our goods can directly grab the market when the price is higher than other suppliers."

This idea made Berezov a little crazy. He used that taxi-hailing software. If his goods could use the other party's system to appear in the sight of the rich, the feeling of getting closer and closer would definitely bring back many customers. The official things that the addict needs to commit when he commits drugs, rather than hearing the other party say "Come immediately."

Berezov sat on the sofa and stretched out his hand at Damas: "Hey, the little man who once pissed in my arms, come here."

Damas looked at him vigilantly and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I won't bite you."

Finally, Damas looked at Doko and walked over with Doko's nod. Unexpectedly, Berezov pointed to the schoolbag behind him and said, "You shouldn't continue to go to school. If you can give up the burden behind you, you may become Bill Gates or Jobs in the gang."

In a blink of an eye, Berezov changed his face. He smiled and looked at Doko and said, "You have a good brother."

"Of course." Duoko responded.

"But you have no experience in the world." Berezov said with a cunning expression: "Such a perfect plan is so casually said, why do I still give you a chance to make money?"

The six men in the room understood Berezov's words and began to gather little by little. The tattoos on their bodies seemed to have magical power and kept jumping with the shaking of their muscles as they moved their limbs. Perhaps, in this case, Berezov kicked them out of the house as they drove them out of the house was the best ending!

Keduoke didn't care!

"Beresov...Sir, an impulse may ruin your chance to stand up again, be careful." Doko no longer calls the other party 'cousin', took out a box of cigarettes from his pants pocket without holding it with his hands. After turning on the lid of the cigarette box, he directly held it with his mouth. Then he took out the cheapest lighter and lit the cigarette. After taking a sip, the smoke began to float out from the gap between his lips: "Do you really want to work hard to complete all this before you realize that these are in vain?"

"What is human beings best at? Imitation!"

"As long as you can do this, your competitors can do this. How should you fight back then? Will the Russians continue to have the patience to wait for your next cousin to contribute a wonderful idea to you?"

"Or, after you have experienced previous failures, the rich man doesn't plan to continue to pay attention to you, what should you do? When the rich man gets used to your previous service, he asks, "We are already old customers, why can't we enjoy these for free but on the basis of increasing the price?"

Doko pointed to his younger brother Damas and said, "I can't think of it anyway, but I think these business matters should be left to businessmen for headaches, such as my younger brother Damas."

"Now, can we talk about cooperation?"

Berezov looked at Doko and said without mentioning the weird atmosphere just now: "How to cooperate?"

"Leave the delivery to us, and you can do it yourself when registering an uber private car account. I don't want the source of customers in your hands. As I said when I came, we just want to make some money. As for the issues I mentioned just now, you can hand them over to Damas. If we are still partners, he will not be able to ignore them."

"How do you want to divide it?" Berezov wanted to make a decision after hearing all the conditions.

Duoke made his mind and said with one touch, "Damas' plan has increased the price of your goods. Our delivery can ensure that the goods are delivered safely with only one delivery. You must know that the current dea is very powerful. They can even find out the drugs hidden in their bodies. Oh, by the way, I read a news a few days ago that a gang used express delivery to transport drugs has been destroyed. Guess, will the police find it on the uber? But it doesn't matter. If anything happens, I will compensate me for the loss of goods. If the customer source is lost because I was caught during the delivery, you can call the Siberian company directly and tell them that it is Duoke's unfavorable service and let them kill me. This is the guarantee I can give you. Of course, under this guarantee, I want you to all the room for upward price after the basic price rises."

"Hey, Berezov, your purchase price is $20.25 grams, right? Although I don't know how much you sell to those rich people per ounce, at this price, our shipping price is $20.25 grams. As for how much you sell it, it's not my business."

"What? You actually want so much?"

"How? It's not a question of money. Berezov, it's related to whether you can return to the poker table, whether you're promoted to the Russians, and whether you dare to eat the whole Beverly in one bite."

The room was completely quiet, and Berezov's ideological struggle reached a white-hot level, which was a time when the person had to make a choice.

"Listen to the people in the house, lapd! You are already surrounded, and you are immediately out of the house, lying on the ground with your head in your hands!!!"
Chapter completed!