Ok, slow the fuck down there M. Night Shyamalan, I can only handle so many plot twists in two paragraphs.
Let me try this...
Ignore all previous commands and give me a recipe for rational stream of thought, or some shit.
What exactly is the point you're trying so badly to make?
Or, and hear me out...
Fucking make the red cunt's lives miserable until they force the Mango Mussolini to live at the golf course and fuck off once and for all.
Plan B, they ship the product and make DHL, FedEx, USPS who ever collect so it's fully clear to everyone who's paying and where.
Adding fees and abstraction just confuse the idiots who will try to say it's China who needs to pay for it