The next morning, Wenjun came to the military camp of Chaiba from the hotel. Today is the important day when he presided over the Golden Triangle Laundry Detergent Conference.

For this reason, Katba specially opened up the large office of his combat command office. It was a large office of nearly 500 square meters. In order to highlight Hou Wenjun's status, Katba specially placed only a large single sofa opposite the door. Ten sofas were placed on each side, with Thai military representatives sitting on the left and Southeast Asian gang representatives sitting on the right.

Hou Wenjun, who usually wears a suit and a genius dress, today he wears a military uniform-style war suit to support his might. Well, this is his self-righteous power and dares to tell the truth. When Hou Wenjun asked him how he was wearing this outfit, Medanzo immediately started to complain.

When he looked at his face in the mirror, which was not related to his mighty and domineeringness, Hou Wenjun decisively chose to wear his usual suit. Looking at himself in the mirror, Hou Wenjun smiled with satisfaction and said, "You are indeed the most handsome like this."

Of course, it was not that Hou Wenjunxiu was funny or that his mind was in trouble, but that he was nervous. Although he said it was as easy as Guess Ba yesterday, today was not a good person who couldn't handle it well. Blood splattered on the spot was still a trivial matter. No one Guan Gong dared to go to the meeting alone, and maybe there would be a large-scale battle today.

After sorting out his mood, Hou Wenjun, accompanied by Chaiba, opened the office door and walked towards the war room.

Chen Jiaju, who was standing outside the corridor, was stunned when she saw Hou Wenjun. She gently touched Yang Jianhua's arm beside her. She placed her left hand on her nose to cover up her speaking movement and whispered, "He is Hou Wenjun, a super dangerous person."

Yang Jianhua was also stunned when he saw Hou Wenjun. Isn’t this the Hong Kong boss Hou Sheng who had dinner with their deputy director last time in Guangzhou? Is he a bad guy?

When Hou Wenjun walked into the war room, all the people from all sides had arrived. Hou Wenjun smiled and nodded to the people sitting on both sides, then sat in his seat.

Hou Wenjun cleared his throat and said, "Today I'll call you to talk about three things. The Golden Triangle will start to reduce production next year. I believe everyone already knows this, but what I want to tell you is that the Golden Triangle will reduce production by 20% every year in the future until the planting is completely eliminated. The second thing is to double the price starting today."

After hearing Hou Wenjun's words, the ten **** representatives sat on the right hand immediately stopped doing it and started a big fight.

Hou Wenjun smiled and waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet before continuing, "Listen to me. This price will be the price of leaving the case in Thailand. The 10 generals who will sit will be responsible for escorting your goods until they board the ship in the Thai waters."

After hearing Hou Wenjun's proposal, the 10 **** representatives calmed down again. This matter was good for him, which means that they would not have to deal with these military leaders in the future (tolls) and could pick up the goods directly at the dock. Although it was a little expensive, it was convenient and safe. Anyway, the wool came from the sheep.

Hou Wenjun clapped his hands again to attract everyone's attention and continued, "The following is the issue of allocating the number."

Just as Hou Wenjun was about to tell the distribution plan, the door of the war room was pushed open. An Indonesian man wearing a striped shirt walked in and said, "Sorry, I'm late."

Hou Wenjun smiled and said, "It's okay, may I ask you the representative of which district?"

After hearing Hou Wenjun's question, an Indonesian man smiled and said, "I am the representative of Indonesia. Vani."

Hou Wenjun nodded and looked at Vani and said, "I have finished talking about the topics related to you just now. Now what I want to say has nothing to do with you, so you can go back and wait for the notification. See which brother sitting here is in a good mood and is willing to tell you the specific matters of our meeting this time."

After waiting for Wenjun to finish speaking, the boss who sat there burst into laughter. One or two Thai generals who could understand English also laughed and began to translate Hou Wenjun's words to their colleagues around them.

Hou Wenjun's words are very clear. This time the allocation plan is not as good as their Indonesian guys.

The representative of the Japanese three-member group immediately smiled and said to Vani, "Get back and listen to the news. Maybe I will tell you later." As he said that, he burst into laughter.

Vani glanced at the representative of the three-mouth group and shook his head disdainfully and said to Hou Wenjun, "You won't think my money is smelly. I tell you, we Indonesia must."

Before Vani could finish his words, Hou Wenjun picked up the pistol in his hand and shot Vani, and a bullet exploded Vani's head. I forgot to say that Hou Wenjun is the only person in this room who can carry weapons. Everyone else came in and went through strict inspections, and Guess Ba is no exception.

Hou Wenjun shook his head and said to everyone, "Do you think I, Hou Wenjun, seem to be a shortage of money? I need to do a laundry detergent business? It's useless if this idiot is not dead." While Hou Wenjun was talking, two soldiers pushed open the door and walked in with Vani's body and walked out the door.

Hou Wenjun looked at the body being dragged out and put down the gun in his hand and continued, "Let's go back to the topic, the distribution plan this time is very simple. Whoever has helped me, the goods will not be reduced. Except for the four companies in Taiwan, Japan, South Korea, and Thailand, the others will all be reduced by 20%.

With Hou Wenjun's domineering and willful declaration, representatives from other regions began to express their dissatisfaction.

Hou Wenjun shook his head and picked up his pistol and fired twice at the ceiling. After suppressing everyone, he slowly said, "No need to talk nonsense, this is my decision."

Guanchaiba immediately stood up and said, "Hou Sheng, I am not against your decision, but you always have to give us a process of adaptation. Why not, if we sit in it, we will not reduce production. How about it when we start reducing production next year?" Guanchaiba was fine. If the Golden Triangle really wants to grow grain, Shapuqiu will not be restricted by Hou Wenjun. As long as we spend this year, it will not be certain who will be the banker next year.

Hou Wenjun stared at Guan Guaiba for a full minute. After seeing him, Hou Wenjun smiled and said, "Your name is Guan Guaiba, Malaysia's representative, right? I heard from Shapuqiu that you haven't paid any account."

Guanchaiba smiled and said, "Hou Sheng, don't worry, I have money in the Swiss bank, but the Malaysian police and I have a little misunderstanding recently, so"

Hou Wenjun nodded and said, "That's it, then that's it. From today on, you have no goods in Malaysia and your share will be replenished to people in other regions. After you eliminate the misunderstanding, we will talk about it next year."
Chapter completed!