Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 485, Section 66: A Business That Guarantees Profit (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
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Wen Jiabao does own several electronics factories, but business is terrible because the American market has been taken over by Japanese white goods manufacturers. He can only sell goods to his ancestral colonies through the Commonwealth Alliance every year.

But sales are very poor, and the warehouse is already full.

If Hei Ahu can really sell all the tens of thousands of small home appliances in his warehouse and make a 20% profit for free, it is indeed a sure-fire way to make money.

As for the risks, Old Man Wen really didn't care. The dock business was a mixed bag, and even Xinji's red oil had to go through its own dock.

Every month, he would bribe the customs officials with cash, not a single penny less. He would smuggle some goods, and the officials would turn a blind eye because of the money, and that would be the end of it.

“Since you, Ah Hu, have spoken, I, Wen, have to agree even if you don’t want to!”

"Two percent profit, that's a little short, two and a half percent. The extra half percent is your hard-earned fee for watching the show, Ah Hu!"

Wen Laogui is good at doing favors. He takes other people's money and uses it to do favors for himself. This trick of using someone else's money to do something for others is really well done!
Getting an extra half percent of the profit was indeed a great thing for Hei Ahu. He quickly replaced wine with tea, held the cup with both hands, and expressed his loyalty to Wen Laogui: "Wen Sheng, I, Ahu, am a straightforward person."

"After that, I did exactly what Wen Sheng said, without uttering a single word of resistance!"

Old Wen also stood up, picked up his cup, clinked it with Black Tiger's, and said happily, "We're on the same side! We're on the same side, if we keep talking like this we'll become outsiders!"

After finishing his tea, Hei Ahu put down the cup, glanced at his watch with feigned reluctance, and said, "Wen Sheng, I'm sorry, I have an appointment, so I can't keep you company."

“Young man, you must have ambition. Ah Hu, do your best. Don’t worry, I’m an old man, but I can still speak up. Don’t worry about me.”

"I know! As soon as Brother Xin starts taking possession of the property, I promise to stay by his side and clear away all the problems!"

"Wen Sheng! Brother Xin! That's all for now, let's meet up sometime!"

Hei Ahu patted his chest, made a solemn pledge, said goodbye, and turned to leave.

Wen Laogui didn't move. Wen Tianxin personally escorted Hei Ahu to the stairwell and watched him leave. Only after Hei Ahu had completely disappeared from sight did he return to the private room, close the door, and say directly, "Dad."

"This Black Tiger, compared to Handsome Boy, is really a greenhorn."

“A few days ago, in this same private room, you invited Handsome Sheng to dinner, and you quoted a price of three million, but Handsome Sheng still wouldn’t budge. I didn’t expect Black Tiger to be so worthless, he agreed to one million two hundred thousand!”

"You've never seen anything like it!"

"Young and Dangerous guys are just that—young and Dangerous guys, a bunch of peasants!"

Old Man Wen sat back down in his chair, took a sip of tea, and was somewhat disappointed to see that his youngest son had not yet figured out the secret. However, his eldest son was still young, and as long as nothing unexpected happened, he could guide him for another ten years or so and he would be able to make something of himself.

The ancients were truly profound in their teachings, leaving the most crucial word for last: education for all. They believed that if taught well, even rotten wood could be carved into a pillar supporting the sky.

"You only see the surface; you don't understand the deeper meaning."

"Young and Dangerous people are similar to movie stars. When they are unknown, they can only find their own way out. Once they have a little fame and some value, people will come to them."

"The current status of handsome young man is that of a popular superstar. He is Chow Yun-fat, and in the future, he will be Brother Chow. When he appears, there will definitely be a great commotion with gongs and drums, firecrackers, red flags waving, and crowds of people."

"The venue is small, and the appearance fee is low, so Handsome Sheng definitely won't agree."

“Ah Xin, since you were injured by Boss Yuan, only Handsome Boy can go and talk to you.”

"If you let Black Tiger talk to you, you definitely won't get any good results. If the big boss sees that the person backing you up is a nobody with no standing in the underworld, he might even go further and make you give back all the benefits you've already received."

"A man without money is inferior! This principle also applies to the underworld. Without a prestigious title and a glittering signboard, why would a big shot give face to Black Tiger?"

"Even if the handsome guy wins, he'll choose to fight immediately to vent your anger. Only after you've calmed down will he agree to let the middleman serve tea, and even let you throw things back to get your revenge!"

When it comes to getting things done, handsome guy is much more organized and has a very clear attitude!
If the boss wants to fight, then fight to the end. Even if the entire gang is being targeted by the West Kowloon Anti-Triad Unit and the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, and brothers are going to the police station and jail every day, we will still fight.

If you don't take action, you don't do it at all; but if you do, you must achieve a satisfactory result.

This isn't just for my own benefit; it's for other potential bosses to see that I, Handsome Sheng, know the rules and can handle things. In the future, if any potential bosses have shady business dealings, they will give them priority to Handsome Sheng.

Actually, it was a last resort. Old Man Wen didn't want to fall out with Handsome Sheng, but the waste disposal company was Handsome Sheng's core asset. Even if Handsome Sheng agreed to transfer it, the price would be astronomical.

Double-crossing has become the only option!

"Appearance fee is the same as film salary! Dad, I get it now!"

"However, Black Tiger is a newcomer who has just established himself in the business, so he might not be able to handle things. Should we talk to Handsome Sheng so that if anything goes wrong, he can step in and smooth things over?"

The analogy was very vivid, and Wen Tianxin immediately understood it. However, he still didn't quite believe Hei Ah Hu. Compared to Yau Tsim Mong, Wuhe Street in Yuen Long was like a sewer. As long as he could settle the price with the country bumpkins, everything would be foolproof.

This time, however, it's an apartment building, the latest trendy mixed-use commercial and residential building in Hong Kong. It will consist of three buildings, covering an area of ​​5,000 square meters, and will also include an underground parking garage.

This is a massive project. The first phase alone will require an investment of over 100 million Hong Kong dollars. Once the planning map is released, various forces will surely swarm in like sharks smelling blood, all wanting a piece of the pie.

In Hong Kong today, apart from the foreign firms, even if Li Ka-shing wanted to build a new apartment building, he would need the New Secretary to inspect the site and handle the troubles.

"Hei A Hu can't handle it, but Hei A Hu with the Handsome Sheng brand can definitely handle it."

"The construction team will negotiate half first, and the remaining half, 10% will go to Black Tiger. If Black Tiger can't handle it, then take the remaining 40% to talk to Handsome Sheng."

"Black Tiger is a newcomer promoted by Handsome Sheng. Handsome Sheng definitely doesn't want Black Tiger to embarrass himself so soon! If his reputation is tarnished, even if you're a big shot, no one will hire you for work in the future."

Old Wen had calculated everything perfectly. He looked up at the Western clock on the wall and realized that it was almost time. If he set off now, he could still catch the squid fishing trip.

The swarms of squid at night are as beautiful as the stars in the sky; as the Air Force Commander, I certainly couldn't miss them.

“Xin, your aunt recently told me that you’re never home and are always out fooling around. Miaoyun is a good girl, you should treat her well.”

"Even if you don't care about your father-in-law, you should at least consider Sir Zhou's feelings. He's the one who cares about you the most. If things really get too tense between you and Miaoyun, it will indirectly affect your business."

“Ah Xin, it’s normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, but the children of you, Wen Tianxin, who are supporting the family business, must have the bloodline of the Zhou family. Only then will the road ahead be smooth.”

Old Man Wen gave a long and earnest lecture, explaining that Wen Tianxin was the eldest son, and that normal men have special feelings for their eldest sons and daughters, hoping that they can inherit their careers.

Wen Tianxin understood the reasoning, but matters of the heart cannot be forced. Zhou Miaoyun didn't care about anything he said; his wife only cared about his few broken flowers and weeds.

Every time I tried to touch her, she didn't react at all, just like a corpse, completely devoid of any interest.

Lying in bed, feeling like an ice cube, even if you were a celestial being descended to earth, you'd still feel nauseous.

But what my father said is right. If the young master of the Wen family has the blood of Sir Zhou in his body, he will have a great advantage in social situations and can also help the Wen family open up new business opportunities.

But as I said before, you can't force feelings. Besides, we're both college graduates, and we don't agree with the traditional idea of ​​husband and wife following each other.

Wen Tianxin shook his head helplessly, took out his wallet, counted out three large gold bull bills, threw them on the table, didn't even look at the waiter, just said "Check, please," and helped his father leave. Niluo put his pager on the table; he had already checked it three times in half an hour, and his cart noodles were cold, without him eating a single bite.

"Brother Mud Snail, are you kidding me? The boss told us to come out and have dinner, which means the boss is going to eat for a long time."

"Lu Yu Tea House's char siu is world-famous. Once I have money in my pocket, I'll definitely eat there every day!"

The thought of the delicious food at Lu Yu Tea House immediately made the cart noodles in front of him lose their appeal. Kou Shui Kun threw his chopsticks on the table and sighed.

Mud Snail glanced at the pager again, and seeing that the pager's one-finger-wide screen was not lit up, he took out a new pair of disposable chopsticks from the chopstick holder, handed them to Saliva Kun, and said, "The food at Lu Yu Tea House is delicious, but it won't fill your stomach."

"Although cart noodles are cheap, eating a bowl will definitely keep you from being hungry tonight."

“You gambling addict, you make quite a bit of money every month, definitely two or three thousand dollars. If you use that money to pay the mortgage, you can definitely pay off the transfer fee. For the rest, you can borrow some money from the bank.”

The cart noodles were a bit cold, but the mud snails didn't mind. They took a big bite, and after swallowing the noodles, they snapped their fingers and called out, "Uncle, one roast goose and one char siu, please."

"okay!"

"One order of char siu, and one order of roast goose!"

The waiter made a note on the order, turned around, and called out to the chef in the open kitchen.

A plate of char siu and a plate of roast goose soon appeared on the table of Mud Snail and Mouthwatering Kun.

"If you can't get the char siu at Luk Yu Tea House, you can still get it at Bing Sutt. Have some more!"

Mud Snail joked and then lowered his head to eat his noodles again.

With char siu and roast goose on the menu, Kou Shui Kun was naturally delighted. He quickly picked out the fattest piece of roast goose, stuffed it into his mouth, and after a quick turn, the meat separated from the bone, spitting out the bone.

As I savored a piece of roast goose, it suddenly occurred to me that before leaving, the boss had only given me a red snapper, a plate of roast goose, and a plate of char siu, which already cost more than a hundred dollars, not to mention the cart noodles and curry fish balls I had ordered in advance.

"Brother Mud Snail, you've had it tough too. You have a sister who needs medical treatment, and the whole family depends on your salary to make a living."

"The excess is on me; anyway, my money just goes to these con artists!"

Although Kou Shui Kun complained a lot, he was still very loyal. He took out a crumpled crab bill from his pocket and slapped it on the table, which helped Mud Snail share part of the meal cost.

We're all brothers, and we know each other's family situations perfectly well, even in broad daylight with a flashlight.

Although Kou Shui Kun wasn't wealthy either, he still generously shared some of the cost.

"When you're out in the game, it's either cart noodles or rice dishes every day, and I eat fish-flavored eggplant every day. There's no oil or fat in it at all. I should have gone to work in a factory and eaten free meals!"

“Brother Mud Snail, I’m planning to tell the boss that I want to go straight and work as a valet parking attendant for Brother Tung. Right now, the valet parking lots in Yau Ma Tei are the best. If you do a good job in one night, you can make three to five hundred dollars. If the boss is generous, he might even give you a big coin!”

"I'm a 49-zai, a 49-zai from the underworld of the upper hall. Brother Dong will definitely give me a parking spot out of respect for him, even if he doesn't care about me. While I'm young and can stay up all night, I'll earn as much as I can so I don't have to sleep under a bridge in the future!"

The char siu tasted good, but Kou Shui Kun had lost his appetite. He put his chopsticks on the noodle bowl, took out his cigarettes, lit two, and handed one to the silent Ni Luo.

"Have you considered changing your mind?"

Mud Snail took the cigarette, put it in his mouth without thinking, and said something that made even himself laugh.

"What are you talking about! I'm a lowly clerk in the water room. It's only natural for me to ask the boss of the gang for a job to make a living."

"Even if it were the old master of the gang, the one who sits in the hall, he would praise me and say that I have turned back from the dead."

Kou Shui Kun chuckled, glanced at Mud Snail sitting opposite him, and noticed that his good brother was unhappy. He coughed and said in a low voice, "Brother Mud Snail, you're doing well lately, but you can't stay doing well forever."

"The boss has been unhappy with you lately, and you know why. It's because when it came to drawing votes, you backed down and let Dazhi take the lead. Dazhi is all talk and no action, a spineless coward. He made the gang leader take the fall and caused the boss to lose face within the gang."

"Ultimately, the boss wants you to take down Greyhound Seven!"

He blew out a smoke ring, and Kou Shui Kun, without holding back, made his point clear.

As for what his good brother said, Mud Snail didn't know, but he couldn't go, and dared not go. His father had spent his whole life eating iron filings in the Taikoo Machinery Factory and was now suffering from tuberculosis. His sister was born with a deficiency and had to go to the clinic every month.

My mother is busy taking care of two sick people at home and has no time to go out and work.

If I take the Hong ticket and use it to kill Greyhound Seven, even with a resettlement allowance, my whole family won't last a year.

"It's all so troublesome!"

"But Brother Mud Snail, you're the leader, and three to five thousand a month is really too little!"

"Brother Ji's top lieutenant is his younger brother. The younger brother helps the boss, so even if he doesn't get paid, he won't say anything. Brother Dong's top lieutenant is at least tens of thousands a month. Brother Dong also provides legitimate business for Brother Dong outside."

"When Dong Ge got engaged, Lao Ding directly took out 888,000 yuan as a wedding gift. The banquet, the apartment in Central, and the top-of-the-line SUV that Dong Ge is driving now were all given by Lao Ding."

"What good are you, you piece of junk? You don't even have a hair! No car, no legitimate business, no money. And every time there's a big movie, you, this piece of junk, have to rush to the front to shield the big boss from the wind and rain."

"Is there any mistake?"

"Forget it! Let's not talk about it! Luckily, Lao Ding took a liking to you and gave you a way to make money. The underground betting station is a good business. You didn't see it, but Dong Ge's younger brother Huanxi is now wearing gold and silver and driving a Porsche sports car."

"If I ever run out of options, I'll follow you, Brother Mud Snail, and become a boatman. Once I've earned enough to make ends meet in a month, I'll bow to you three times!"

Kou Shui Kun didn't continue speaking. He had said everything he needed to say. Seeing that Ni Luo was silent, he reached out and picked up an entertainment tabloid to pass the time.

"Drip drip"

Before Mud Snail could speak, the pager on the table went off. He reached for it, glanced at it, stood up, walked to the front desk, picked up the landline receiver, and called the paging service.

It wasn't a big shot calling me, but rather Huanxi inviting me to meet tonight to discuss the odds betting business.

Mud Snail is very interested in the calamari splatter business; whether it can turn its fortunes around depends entirely on the calamari splatter peripheral business.

Just as he was about to put down the microphone and return to his seat, the pager beeped a few more times, and then the paging operator quickly called out to Niluo and informed him of the text message.

The big boss had finished his business and asked them to drive the car to the main entrance of Lu Yu Tea House.

Mud Snail put down the microphone, reached into his pocket, took out two neatly folded red snapper bills, placed them on the counter, paid the bill, and didn't use the blue crab that Water Kun had given him. He put away the change, waved to Water Kun, and signaled him to get to work.

Kou Shui Kun was reading a tabloid when he reluctantly stood up, put the tabloid away, stuffed it into his pocket, and followed Ni Luo out of the tea restaurant.

(End of this chapter)