Instructor

Han Yang knew very well that despite the current chaotic state of the world, with gangs as numerous as cattle, everything was actually still under the control of the Ita and the Earth Government.

No matter how many gangs there were, at most you'd see some backroom shootings. At best, a dozen people with a dozen light firearms shooting at each other. Large-scale gun battles involving hundreds or thousands of people were almost unheard of. Even if they occurred, they would be immediately and severely suppressed by the Earth Guard, causing them to disappear without a trace.

It had come to this point, in the interstellar age, gang fights still mostly used cold weapons like machetes and steel pipes.

In this situation, for Han Yang to protect himself, training a group of dedicated thugs, having them practice fighting and stabbing, and then selecting a few elites to practice marksmanship, combining cold and hot weapons, was the most practical approach. Thus, a martial arts gym was very necessary. Centralized living in dormitories and centralized training were also very necessary.

Han Yang knew that using cold weapons and a small number of light firearms, no matter how big the commotion, would not attract the attention of the Ita and the Earth Guard. If he dared to acquire heavy weapons, he might not even survive until the next day, ending up without a complete corpse.

Not crossing the red line was the primary rule for surviving and growing stronger in this chaotic world.

As for the "Armed Drone" that Han Yang had used before, it was somewhat sensitive, in a gray area. However, Han Yang wasn't worried that it would cause him trouble.

Because at the level of the Earth Guard, professionals could tell at a glance that it was a fake and wouldn't bother dealing with him.

This matter would also be exposed sooner or later. But that was a matter for the future, and Han Yang didn't care. As long as this fake Armed Drone could provide deterrence at this stage, that was enough.

Returning to the small courtyard, Han Yang began to think about what kind of businesses to open in those empty shops.

Currently, his power-leveling business didn't make much money, so there was no need to launder it. After moving to Fuxing Base, the scale would expand, and he would make more money, at which point laundering would be necessary.

Otherwise, what exactly were you doing so mysteriously to earn so much money? It would be too conspicuous and easily attract the attention of those with ulterior motives. On the other hand, if he made money by doing business, no matter how much he earned, it wouldn't arouse suspicion.

After thinking for a long time, Han Yang still hadn't decided what to do. It was noon, and he was hungry, so Han Yang left his home and went to Aunt Wang's food stall again.

"Aunt Wang! A large bowl of noodles, with extra meat and egg!"

"Xiao Yang is here, sit down first, it'll be ready soon!"

Aunt Wang's cooking was only average, but Han Yang was used to eating it.

Han Yang glanced towards Aunt Wang's side and only saw Uncle Wang, not Sun Gui. He only saw the pot where Sun Gui stewed chicken heads and chicken butts placed there, and couldn't help but feel a little curious: "Where did Sun Gui go?"

"He went to buy a big pot. Look, he's back."

Han Yang turned around and saw Sun Gui walking over with difficulty, holding a very large bucket. Seeing Han Yang, he quickly came up to greet him: "Boss Han, hello."

"Alright, alright. Sun Gui, what are you buying such a big bucket for?"

Han Yang was a little curious.

Sun Gui smiled honestly: "Recently, I've discussed cooperation with a few other food stalls, and I'll be supplying them in the future. The previous pot was too small and couldn't handle it. So I bought a big pot to make it faster. Besides, buying in bulk is cheaper, and I can also lower the price."

Han Yang was even more curious: "Lower the price?"

"Yes, I plan to lower the price from five cents each to four cents each."

"How many cents will you give the food stall owners as a cut?"

"Still one cent, I'll keep three cents."

"Isn't the sales good at five cents each? Why lower the price?"

Sun Gui smiled shyly: "This stuff has no technical content, anyone can make it. By actively lowering the price and compressing profits, I'm essentially building a moat with price, so others can't compete with me."

Han Yang patted his head, suddenly enlightened.

Sun Gui now had a scale advantage, allowing him to get goods at a lower price and still make a profit even with a lower selling price. But others couldn't. They bought less, the purchase price was higher, and selling at a lower price would result in losses.

This was stifling competition in its infancy.

Han Yang looked at Sun Gui's shack, which was still set up next to Aunt Wang's food stall.

"You've made money, why don't you find a place to live first? Still living in a shack?"

"It doesn't matter where I sleep, doing business is important."

Han Yang looked at him with even more respect: "Sun Gui, you're so smart, how did you end up in this situation?"

"Hehe, hehe."

Sun Gui rubbed his hands, smiling a little awkwardly: "I offended someone, it's good enough that I kept my life."

"Stop doing your chicken head and chicken butt business."

Han Yang suddenly said, and Sun Gui's face immediately changed drastically.

"No matter how big you make it, you won't make much money. I think you're quite smart, why don't you work for me? I have a few shops there, you can manage them for me, and I'll give you a share of the profits."

It just so happened that he didn't know what kind of businesses to open in those shops, so letting Sun Gui handle it was perfect.

Sun Gui's expression was very colorful.

He thought he had offended Han Yang in some way, but he didn't expect such a good thing to be waiting for him.

During this time, who didn't know that Boss Han's thousand-square-meter factory was built just like that? And those few million yuan were invested just like that.

Boss Han had great energy and a strong background. Especially, his current chicken head and chicken butt business, on the surface, seemed to be due to his intelligence, but the most fundamental reason was the stable order provided by Boss Han.

Without stable order, any small-time thug could overturn his stall and prevent him from doing business.

Following Boss Han was the only way to have a future.

"This, this..."

Sun Gui rubbed his hands, full of excitement and nervousness, his face flushed: "I'm just afraid, I'm just afraid of delaying your matters, Boss Han..."

"It's okay, just do as you see fit. I have over 500 square meters there now, you can plan what businesses to open."

"Alright, alright, I'm going now."

Sun Gui took off running, not even bothering with the large bucket.

All the diners, including Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang, were filled with envy.

Han Yang slurped down his noodles, paid the bill, and casually said to Aunt Wang, "Uncle Wang, Aunt Wang, you don't need to run this food stall anymore. Come work for me. I'll pay you 6000 a month, with a bonus at the end of the year."

At most, Aunt Wang's food stall could only earn six thousand a month, and they had to constantly worry and handle everything themselves. Forget about a bonus, just being able to easily earn 6000 a month would be a huge blessing.

Aunt Wang happily rubbed her hands on her apron, "Your Uncle Wang and I only know how to cook. What could we do at your place?"

"Of course, you'll still be cooking."

"Oh, alright, alright, I'm good at cooking."

"I'll tell Sun Gui later to reserve a storefront for you."

After settling things there, Han Yang headed straight for Shen the Butcher's meat shop.

Shen the Butcher grumbled, "Now that you're Boss Han, you still remember to come here?"

Han Yang chuckled, "I could forget anyone, but not you. How about it, Brother Shen? Want to open a meat shop at my place? And... be an instructor?"