Hong Kong Island: From a small stall to a global supplier

There are only three nightclubs in Macau, so there is no need for a security team of 200 people, but Wang Yaotang still maintained one for several months.

Half of them are from Hong Kong Island, transferred from the security team, and half are recruited locally. The instructors responsible for training and leading the teams are one-third from Macau, one-third from Hong Kong Island, and one-third from Wo Shing Yi 49ers.

In six months, he only came to inspect the place a few times, giving them enough time to adjust.

After returning from the sea, I had lunch with Teresa Teng at the villa. She wanted to see what the security training looked like, since she was pregnant.

The convoy headed towards Qingzhou Island in the northwest corner of Haojiang.

After the land reclamation project in 05, this area became part of the Haojiang section of the Zhuhai-Macau Cross-Border Industrial Zone. Around 1920, the Portuguese and Macau governments reclaimed land to connect it to the Haojiang Peninsula. The island had churches, Portuguese military bunkers, and cement plants used for defense, but these are now abandoned. Only a small fishing village remains here, where people neither farm nor fish; their main occupation is smuggling...

The Umbrella Training Base was built on an abandoned cement factory site, covering a large area of ​​about 15 acres. Because it was remote and industrial land, Wang Yaotang bought it for only HK$600 million.

The Yachong River is right across from Zhuhai, and the location is excellent. After the handover, land prices will inevitably soar, and whether it is demolition or construction of factories for rent, they will be very valuable.

As soon as the convoy entered the base gate, they saw four neat formations of 50 people each on the parade ground, clearly lined up early and waiting for them. Wang Yaotang's lips curled up, and he turned his head slightly to glance at Deng Lijun.

"Wow, so neat, so sharp! Yao-ge, you're amazing!" Teresa Teng praised Wang Yaotang, hugging his arm at just the right moment.

The emotional value provided by Asia's top star brought a smile to Wang Yaotang's face.

Anthony Bratton, general manager of Umbrella (Haojiang) Company, came up and personally bent down to open the car door. Wang Yaotang stepped out of the car and then reached out to help Teresa Teng out.

Teresa Teng, wearing a grey bubble knit sweater and white skinny jeans, immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"The great singer Teresa Teng, I don't need to introduce her, right?" Wang Yaotang smiled faintly as his gaze swept over the group of people, and he felt very pleased with the look of astonishment that flashed across their faces.

"Of course not," everyone chimed in.

“General Manager Anthony Bratton, former Chief of the Macau Public Security Bureau,” Wang Yaotang introduced to Teresa Teng one by one.

"Hello, Ms. Deng."

“Qiu Guoliang, Deputy General Manager, was formerly a Superintendent of the Hong Kong Police Force.”

"Hello, Ms. Deng."

"My good brother, Deputy General Manager Lin Man, nicknamed Yellow Hair, was the one who helped me get a foothold when I was still a nobody." Wang Yaotang said this deliberately to show his closeness and to give Yellow Hair a shout-out.

"Wow, Miss Deng, I'm your fan!" The blond-haired man lightly touched her hand and then quickly withdrew it.

"Thank you."

"You talk too much. Move aside. You still need to introduce other people." Wang Yaotang laughed and pushed the person aside. "This is Chief Instructor Shi Jiayang. He's from the mainland and has been on the battlefield and killed the enemy."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the group went to the rostrum, which was just a bare cement platform about one meter high. Then, under the command of Chief Instructor Shi Jiayang, the four formations marched past the rostrum in the "Portuguese Goose Step" and saluted Wang Yaotang.

"Good afternoon, everyone!" Wang Yaotang waved to greet them.

"Good afternoon, Chairman!" the 50 people shouted in unison.

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Serve the chairman, serve the company, be loyal, loyal, loyal!"

Anthony Bratton stood straight behind Wang Yaotang, secretly glancing at him out of the corner of his eye. This set of 'inspection remarks' was requested by Wang Yaotang himself, which was very inconsistent with the spirit of 'freedom', but since the boss demanded it, no one could do anything about it.

Wang Yaotang himself knew that the word sounded rather awkward, but he didn't care!
I'm not embarrassed; it's others who are embarrassed.

He'll get used to it after shouting it a lot. Later, he plans to write it on the surrounding walls, in the cafeteria, and on the dormitory building. He'll get used to it after seeing it a lot.

He needs to let everyone know who pays their salaries and whose orders they should obey!
After the parade and inspection, there was a training demonstration, which was no different from police training. After all, they are a security team, mainly responsible for maintaining order. As for conflicts with other gangs...

Wang Yaotang looks down on them and lets them fight as they please, without needing any special training!
The entire training performance lasted for an hour before it ended. Afterwards, Wang Yaotang toured the office building and dormitory building, and finally had dinner with all the security guards in the canteen.

Before the meal, Teresa Teng sang three songs, and the shouts of these energetic young people almost overturned the cafeteria.

Wang Yaotang couldn't help but wonder if he would be beaten to death by the crowd if Teresa Teng said "Down with Wang Yaotang" at this moment!

Therefore, after eating something simple, Wang Yaotang deliberately put his arm around Teresa Teng and swaggered away amidst everyone's envious and jealous gazes.

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After leaving the training base, Wang Yaotang glanced at the mudflats not far away and thought for a moment before saying, "Anthony, how about we buy this piece of land next to it as well?"

“What’s the use of this?” Anthony Bratton asked.

"I don't know, maybe it'll be useful." Wang Yaotang shrugged. "How about filling in this mudflat and building a small dock?"

Then the machine gun speedboats won't have to be parked so conspicuously at the tourist pier, and they won't have to go through customs either.

Anthony Bratton, thinking of his boss's gang background, seemed to understand something and nodded. "Okay, I'll talk to the government, but building a dock through land reclamation will cost money."

Wang Yaotang waved his hand dismissively, "Money is no problem!"

"Then there's no problem."

"Alright, that's settled then." Wang Yaotang shook hands with everyone, then got into his car and left.

The time spent at the base was a little longer than expected. Yue Jiu'an had already arrived and was waiting in the living room.

"Haha, Attorney Yue, long time no see. Sorry I'm late." Wang Yaotang introduced with a smile, "This is my girlfriend, Teresa Teng."

"My God! I saw in the newspaper that Miss Deng had a mysterious new boyfriend, and I thought it was just tabloid gossip. I didn't expect it to be true! You bastard!" Yue Jiu'an said through gritted teeth. "You deserve to die!"

Then, looking at Teresa Teng with a pained expression, he said, "Ms. Teng, you have to see this clearly. This guy is a big bad guy. Get away from him quickly. I am your fan, and I would never lie to you."

"Really?" Teresa Teng chuckled, hugging Wang Yaotang's arm. "Then I can only say I'm sorry. No matter who Yaotang is, I can't live without him."

Wang Yaotang burst into laughter. After taking a walk around, Teresa Teng, feeling a bit tired, said goodbye after a brief chat and went upstairs, leaving the two of them alone.

The Filipino maid brought coffee, and Wang Yaotang and Yue Jiu'an started chatting. Macau was as uneventful as ever, with the gambling industry standing out, the hotel industry thriving, the entertainment industry showing some promise, and other industries looking lackluster. So they talked more about what was happening in Hong Kong.

The lawyer was quite gossipy; since the main character of the matter was right next to him, of course he had to ask.

After chatting for a while, dinner was prepared in the kitchen, and Teresa Teng came downstairs and continued chatting while drinking.

Are you going to the charity gala at the Governor's Palace tomorrow?

“Of course, how could I be left out? You have to understand, there are only 10 practicing barristers in the entire Macau.” Yue Jiu’an raised his chin and said.

Wang Yaotang laughed heartily, "So vengeful."

“I’m a lawyer,” Yue Jiu’an said with a smile, raising an eyebrow. “Why would you attend the Governor’s Mansion’s party?”

"Yesterday I agreed to invest in a non-profit primary school, with an initial investment of no less than 1500 million yuan, and an annual investment of no less than 200 million yuan in the future."

"Are you sure? What's your target ratio of faculty to students?" Yue Jiu'an asked, frowning.

What's the story behind this?

“普通学校，这个比例在1:20，教会学校一般在1:15，更好的在1:10左右。”

"What's your suggestion?" Wang Yaotang's expression turned serious.

"I suggest you get a few more people to invest together, increase investment and turn the primary school into a middle and high school, keep the teacher-student ratio at 1:8, and of course, raise the corresponding admission standards."

Wang Yaotang frowned.

“I know what you’re trying to say.” Yue Jiu’an put down his chopsticks, poured Wang Yaotang a glass of wine, and then continued, “You want to take care of everyone in the Public Security Bureau, to make them more lenient when dealing with your businesses, or to put it more bluntly, to buy off the majority, right?”

Wang Yaotang nodded. "Speak your mind directly, don't hold back. I'm not that petty."

“Okay.” Yue Jiu’an smiled. “You’re too idealistic. Your background limits your vision. You think that bribing the majority will make you more influential. Let me tell you, it’s useful, but only to a small extent. It can only get you halfway, not to the finish line.”

"Did Mr. He try to bribe ordinary people? No!"

"But who in Macau dares to offend Mr. Ho? Who is intolerant when it comes to Mr. Ho's businesses?"

Wang Yaotang pointed to his chest expressionlessly, "My brother A-Jie doesn't give him any face. He slammed his blood-stained spear on the gambling table, and He Sheng had to shut up too."

Yue Jiu'an's expression froze, and his fists clenched. "That's because you had nothing to lose. Now, you're a well-known tycoon in Hong Kong and Macau, with hundreds of millions in assets, thousands of people dining with you, so many businesses, so many connections. Can you still be so carefree?"

Wang Yaotang glanced at Teresa Teng subconsciously.

“Wait, why am I arguing with you about this?” Yue Jiu’an took a deep breath. “Get back to the point. No matter what ordinary people do, they can’t influence policy. What help can they offer you? Nothing. They still rely on your industry for their livelihood.”

"Only those at the top can influence policy direction."

"Furthermore, have you heard the story of a wealthy person giving money to a beggar every day? If you provide equal access to quality education for the police and public officials, then I ask you, how do you demonstrate 'quality'? Is a welfare that everyone can enjoy still called a welfare? Without a sense of superiority, people will only feel that it's their due!"

"The credit belongs to Neves, to the Governor's Mansion, and has nothing to do with you."

"There must be high barriers to entry for people to admire, feel a sense of superiority, and be remembered."

"Furthermore, since these are all children from middle- and upper-class families, the school becomes a platform. When introducing yourself, you only need to say that you are a member of the school's board of directors, and all the parents who have attended the school will show you respect and be willing to listen to you. If you extend this timeframe to more than ten years, the students here will show you even more respect after they enter society."

"This is where the value of investing in education lies."

"If you just want more people to remember you and seek a good reputation, then invest in the most ordinary schools. What you need is quantity, and leave the later operation to the authorities."

"It's either good or bad; there's no benefit in the middle."

Wang Yaotang smoothed his hair, feeling a sense of sudden realization.

Isn't this just 'elite' education?

Well, even decades later in mainland China, this is still what everyone is chasing after; it has stood the test of time.

Seeking a name: Yifu Primary School!

Wang Yaotang nodded, a sinister smile spreading across his face. "Just now, you said: My background limited my horizons."

Yue Jiu'an's expression stiffened. "You said you had something to say, so just say it. Don't hold back."

Wang Yaotang said with a stern face, "I may not remember who praises me, but if someone insults me, I will write it down in my notebook and take it out to look at it every night to motivate myself. See, he's insulting you. You have to work hard, you have to succeed, and then get back at him!"

"Really?" Yue Jiu'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Pfft." Teresa Teng burst out laughing in a very unladylike manner, and then started coughing incessantly.

Wang Yaotang didn't say anything, but silently took out a small notebook from his pocket and slapped it on the dining table.

Yue Jiu'an was completely dumbfounded: How could a person be so perverted!

He raised his hands and clasped his hands in a fist salute. "Indeed, there are countless reasons for failure, but successful people have no bottom line. I was just too narrow-minded!"

After joking around for a while, Wang Yaotang suddenly asked, "Have you ever thought about going into politics?"

“I’ve thought about it, but… it’s difficult, especially in Macau.” Yue Jiu’an sighed. “What, you want to support me?”

“Yes, I want to support you to become the boss!” Wang Yaotang said with a smile.

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