Ekorem came out of the Istanbul city hall and turned around and spat a fierce phlegm on the steps. While the guard was not paying attention, he quickly ran into the car on the street and drove away.

The officials in the city hall were like deaf people, nodding in everything they said, and then waited expressionlessly for the people who came to do some tea and money. The bureaucrats of the local chicken were only so virtuous, and they smiled after a few dozen dollars.

For the second-hand clothing, Ekorem came several times. He paid the money and found favors, but it was useless. He cursed again today, feeling full of anger.

At present, many second-hand clothing on the market are smuggled goods at all and have not even paid tariffs. But no matter how the textile factory owners speak loudly, the upper level of the local chicken is half a beat slower.

Ghosts know when they will react?

When he got home, Ekorem was so angry that he wanted to throw things. But his son leaned over and provided a message, "Father, why don't we do smuggling business, too?"

"No." Ekorem flatly refused, "I am mortal enemy of those smugglers, and I will never be in the same vein."

The righteousness in words is inviolable.

"But the factory has few orders left this month, and production will definitely be stopped next month." The son shook his head, "If there is no new input, we will lose all profits."

The son is more worried about profit than the father.

Ekorem frowned, but still shook his head disagreement. His son continued: "My friend said there is a batch of low-priced leather shoes in the port..."

"I will never do smuggling business." Ekorem said angrily, "It is those damn smugglers who have turned our family's factories into their current situation. I am irreconcilable with those villains."

"But those leather shoes are really cheap." The son whispered: "In fact, it can't be considered smuggling. It's customs' confiscation of goods, all of which are left-footed shoes."

"What?" Ekorem was a little surprised. "It's all left-footed shoes, who wears them?"

The son laughed and said, "So this batch of confiscations is very cheap. If you can use another batch of right-foot shoes, you can sell them normally."

Ekorem is doing business all year round, and it is understandable at all. He said in surprise: "So there will be another batch of shoes with right foot confiscated?"

The son nodded and said, "We must first buy about 30,000 left-foot shoes, and then wait for the second batch of customs auction to buy right-foot shoes.

This requires some money to ask someone to provide information, otherwise it is easy to make mistakes. However, I have contacted the exporter and customs will release it. The key is that this batch of shoes is really cheap, only twenty dollars a pair."

“Second-hand shoes?”

"No, new shoes."

"Is it the product of the 'Holy Light' group again?"

"The name is a European company, but it is unclear who is behind it."

Ekorem pondered about this. He asked his wife to bring a cup of sugar-filled black tea. After drinking it, he began to think about it - since it was a goods confiscated and auctioned by the customs, it was naturally not a smuggled goods.

If you are not smuggling goods, you will feel much less burdened.

The price of a pair of twenty dollars is really moving, but...

"The quality of these shoes is not very bad, right?" Ekorem asked.

The son immediately took out more than a dozen pairs of shoes from home and took them out one by one to his father. "They are all cowhide uppers and hard rubber soles. Although we hate 'holy light', the quality of the company's products is still guaranteed."

The shoes are really good, with solid materials and exquisite craftsmanship, and the glue and thread used are very good, impeccable. Ekorem teared the shoes destructively, but didn't find any big problems.

"When will Chinese artificial shoes be so good? The quality is no worse than that of Italian ones. It only costs twenty dollars per pair, which is too cheap."

Ekorem was a little excited. Judging from his decades of business experience, this kind of shoe wholesale costs 40 or 50 yuan, and retail can reach 100 yuan. This pair of 20 dollars is simply a profit if you buy it.

My son whispered beside him, "I recently heard a rumor that the 'Holy Light' seemed to deliberately attack our manufacturing industry and dump it on us in various ways, so that we can not make money or even lose money.

So recently, the prices of light industrial products around the Black Sea, and even North Africa and Europe have been greatly reduced. For example, home appliances are discounted by more than 50%, second-hand clothing is overwhelming, toys, bags, shoes and socks are very cheap."

"It's so hateful."

Ekorem slapped the table suddenly, shocking everyone in the family.

Blocking people's way of wealth is like killing parents.

So Ekorem looked down at the leather shoes sample in his hand and suddenly realized a key question, "Wait, who is the original buyer of this batch of goods?"

The son was embarrassed and lowered his voice: "There is no original buyer, it is just a auction item confiscated by the customs."

How could there be no original buyer? Otherwise, a fool would buy these shoes with only left foot? Unless the original buyer is...

Ekorem stared at his son, and his son could only lower his head and said, "I have collected money with a few good friends to do this business.

But we have something to do with the customs side, and they all know it well. As long as we pass the auction process, everything will be legal and we will never be investigated."

Yes, who would buy 30,000 shoes with only left foot except for your own family?

This really has to do with the customs side. Otherwise, if the confiscated items are not auctioned and burned, wouldn’t it be a waste of trouble and nothing happened?

"Your good friend is from the customs?" Ekorem stared at his son, "How much does he charge?"

When the father let go, the son nodded excitedly, "A pair of shoes costs two dollars to ensure that we can take pictures of the goods we want, and we will never be wrong."

This price is reasonable and the profit margin is still sufficient.

And...this is very legal.

I patted my left foot and then my right foot. The formal procedures were made, and the procedures were complete and I could not find any faults.

"Since it is a legal and legitimate business, you can do it."

Ekorem nodded, and after a little calculation, he found that the profit of this "legal business" was not low. A pair of shoes could earn at least ten dollars, and 300,000 pairs would be 300,000.

It’s not that much to make by processing and producing 30,000 shirts.

Although the family runs a garment factory, although it is not involved in the leather shoes business, it can also be learned from other things. The sales channels are ready-made. As long as the price is competitive, it is completely fine to sell these shoes.

Without further ado, Ekorem decided to take action himself. He first called the textile supplier he knew to inquire about the current market conditions of leather shoes, and also came to the store with samples to find the purchase intention.

Then we went to the customs building in the port to handle the auction.

When I went outside the building, I saw that there were a lot of people coming to handle the auction business. There were those who auctioned shoes and hats, auto parts, and household appliances, and those who auctioned textiles and clothing were indispensable.

The number of auctions can be much more than that of small coastal ports transported by fishing boats.

Small fishing boats are extremely transported by dozens of tons, usually only a dozen tons. However, large freighters arrive at the port for thousands or tens of thousands of tons, and overwhelming goods pour out.
Chapter completed!