Siheyuan's Journey Through the Ages

Chapter 140 Drastic Reform

"Mr. Ma, do you have any opinion about buying a factory at this time?" According to the traditional practice of the Chinese, when the business is successful, naturally everyone will eat and drink together.

During the dinner, Chen Xianbo expressed his doubts about Ma Qing, who took over at this time. Perhaps he was unwilling, or perhaps he had other purposes.

Ma Qing looked at Chen Xianbo. The background of this businessman from Southeast Asia was not clear. At least Ma Qing was not sure who was behind this guy. For someone who pursued a humble path, Ma Qing decided to tell the truth.

"Because I'm betting. I'm betting that Hong Kong will have a better future. I'm betting that land prices will rise in the future. I'm betting that Hong Kong's trade will improve. Besides, I studied engineering, and it's my dream to engage in industry."

Chen Xianbo didn't expect Ma Qing to be so straightforward. "Mr. Ma, you're not afraid that I'll regret selling it. In fact, I can take a gamble."

"Mr. Chen, you are about to sell the factory, which means your plan is to sell the factory. It has nothing to do with what I say. I don't know what happened to you, but will this decision change because of my words?" Ma Qing shook his head.

"I don't think so. Besides, buying your factory is not my only option. There are industrial lands everywhere for 18 yuan per square meter. That's the market price. If you don't sell it, I'll just lose one day today. It doesn't matter."

"What's more, I visited the factory today, and I think Mr. Chen is probably not cut out for business. The products of Gangchang Toy Factory are really not that good. Let me make it clear, I don't want any of the management and technical staff of your factory." Ma Qing said so much just for this.

When Chen Xianbo heard Ma Qing say that he was not cut out for industry, he looked a little embarrassed and said unconvincedly, "I am actually optimistic about Hong Kong's future, but I don't think I'm suitable for industry, so I will use the money to buy houses and shops on the island, and I'll leave the industrial land to you."

Ma Qingmo thought that Chen Xianbo's choice was actually quite wise. Li Fuhao's luxury house on Deep Water Bay Road only cost 65 Hong Kong dollars at the time. Decades later, it had risen to 30 billion Hong Kong dollars.

It ranks fourth among the "Top Ten Most Expensive Luxury Homes in Hong Kong", having increased by more than 4700 times, which is much higher than the value growth multiple of Li Fuhao's own business. This also shows from another aspect how miserable the people of Hong Kong are. The richest man in Hong Kong can't make money fast enough to keep up with the rising housing prices, which is a wonder on the entire earth.

But Ma Qing is a cheating person, how could he really just invest in real estate and live a stable life as a homeowner?

Buy a few more houses, find a few more women, do nothing, and just wait for the property value to appreciate? Just think about how boring it is.

"In this case, Mr. Chen and I can be considered as kindred spirits. Perhaps we can cooperate again in the future." Ma Qing took the opportunity to say.

"Okay, I think you are a very generous person, which suits my taste. I am willing to make friends with you." Chen Xianbo is also an outsider and thinks there is no harm in having more friends.

"In the future, Mr. Chen and I will definitely have areas for cooperation. I heard that Mr. Chen's family is quite powerful in the Southeast Asia area. In the future, the products produced by my factory can be completely handed over to Mr. Chen to be the agent. We can all make money together, wouldn't it be great?"

"Haha, our Chen family is still very powerful in Southeast Asia, but I am from a side branch of the family. You see, I was exiled to Hong Kong, and now this has happened. I'm afraid I don't have much say in the family." It was impossible for Chen Xianbo to say that he didn't mind his failed investment at all.

"Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. I think Hong Kong will recover in a few years, and Mr. Chen will make back his lost money sooner or later." Ma Qing consoled him. "I'll give you a good word. I have invested all my assets in real estate in Hong Kong. I hope there will be a good result." Although Chen Xianbo was unwilling to make a new investment decision, he will get a different result this time.

After all, starting from the second half of 1967, several future Hong Kong real estate tycoons all started a buying spree in Hong Kong and made a fortune in the end.

A week later, in the simple office building of Gangchang Toy Factory, Ma Qing and Chen Xianbo held hands tightly and wished each other sincerely. One purchased industrial real estate and developed industry, while the other entered the residential and commercial real estate industry. It was a rare and sincere blessing for two businessmen who had no competitive relationship to give each other.

What Ma Qing regretted most was that Chen Xianbo did not return to Southeast Asia and wanted to stay in Hong Kong. Otherwise, he could have directly traded in gold and saved himself some money.

"Mr. Chen, please leave me your contact information. I will definitely visit you in three months." For a local tyrant like this from Southeast Asia, since his factory has shipped goods, it is completely possible to let him be an agent.

"Mr. Ma is so confident. It seems that he has it all planned out."

"To be honest, I am a top student at Hong Kong Technical College. I have a patent for my invention while I was in school. Otherwise, I would not have bought this factory. Let me keep it a secret for now. When the time comes, I will bring my products to your door. Mr. Chen, you have to give me some face."

"Then I am looking forward to Mr. Ma's visit. If our cooperation is successful, I will take you to Nanyang to experience the passion and firmness of Nanyang girls."

After seeing Chen Xianbo off, Ma Qing returned to the office building, where about ten people were waiting for him.

Ma Qing calculated in his mind: 54 minus the total cost of buying the factory, which is about 28, there will be 26 left. After buying machinery and equipment worth 16, the remaining 10 will be used as working capital. This should be enough. If it is not enough, he can just use No. 22 Xintiandi Street as a mortgage loan.

"Boss, boss," a middle-aged man among the crowd reminded Ma Qing in a low voice.

Ma Qing woke up from his calculations, looked at the men in front of him and said, "Everyone, today, our Yaguang Intelligent Plastic Manufacturing Co., Ltd. is officially established. This factory is called Yaguang Toy Factory. The future of the factory, my future, and your future all depend on our hands."

The few people in front of him were the losers carefully selected from more than fifty candidates by a business investigation company hired by Ma Qing, which took a month and cost Ma Qing 3000 yuan in consulting fees.

Yes, they are losers, losers in the competition of their respective companies, but they have one thing in common, that is, they are capable but not good at communication. Ma Qing feels that it is nonsense for a factory like him to have communication skills.

Ma Qing himself likes employees who flatter others, but he does not reject those employees who are willing to work and have the ability. Isn't it good for everyone to do their job? Those who flatter others flatter others, and those who work do their job. Everyone's way of survival deserves respect, but as a boss, you have to be clear-headed. Putting the right employees in the right positions is half the battle.

(End of this chapter)