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

After Zhang Yaorong left, Wang Yaotang was alone in the room, lost in thought.

Prior to this, his view on mining was similar to that of other businesses. From beginning to end, he thought about acquiring Shek O and Lamma Island and merging them into a large stone mining company, and then using technology, management, and market to complete the integration of Zhuhai's stone mining industry.

In this way, they can monopolize the basic building materials industry in Macau and have a certain say in the Hong Kong market. In the future, with the development of the mainland, they can gradually expand to the steel market, the cement market, and finally, the construction company.

In the future, China will reveal its true nature as an infrastructure powerhouse, and there is plenty of room for development in this area.

But today, Lü Zhihe's behavior and Zhang Yaorong's reminder made Wang Yaotang suddenly realize that some of his previous ideas might have been wrong.

Not all businesses are the same; there are no win-win situations in mining.

The mineral resources in a region are limited. If you develop them, others will not be able to develop them. Furthermore, if you control the pricing power, everyone else will have to be at your mercy.

The bourgeoisie refers to the social group that owns the means of production as capital and the wage laborers, and occupies a dominant position in capitalist society.

What are the means of production? Mines are the means of production!
Isn't our dominance obvious enough?

I hadn't thought about it before, but it's not too late to think about it now. However, obtaining the mining rights from the Lü family won't be so easy.

With the mining rights in K Wah's hands, even if Lui Chi-wo were executed, K Wah's shares would only be inherited by his wife and children. Even if the whole family were killed, according to the law, the shares would be taken over by the Hong Kong British government, and the other shareholders of the company would pay to buy them back under the government's witness.

Anyway, it's not going to end up in the hands of Wang Yaotang, an outsider.

This isn't the Middle East, nor is it Africa. Hong Kong is governed by law... So the only option is to find a way to force Lui Chi-wo to give up voluntarily, which is going to be difficult.

After thinking about it, he had someone bring Ah Jie over.

"Have someone keep an eye on Lü Zhihe and his family."

"What are we going to do? Kill them or kidnap them?" A-Jie said with a smile, "I told you to just take action, but you insisted on waging some kind of business war. Look what happened."

"How can these be the same!" Wang Yaotang said irritably.

"what is the difference?"

"If you see a pretty woman and just pounce on her and tear off her clothes, that's rape. You need to show your personal charm, you need to pursue her, there needs to be a process. If you want someone's property and kill their whole family, who would dare to do business with you? It's best if you can fight until the other party submits, and even if you can't, at least let everyone know that the two sides have a deadly feud, so you have a reason to fight."

“Tearing clothes off directly isn’t a bad idea, it’s actually quite exciting,” A-Jie chuckled. “It gives off a villainous vibe.”

"What are you trying to piss off me for!" Wang Yaotang kicked him.

Ah Jie laughed, stood up, patted his pants, and said, "I'll embarrass the enemy and go take off his clothes!"

"Damn it!" Wang Yaotang laughed and cursed.

Ah Jie is just an alternative. If he can force Jia Hua into bankruptcy, then being acquired will be beyond Lu Zhihe's control.

The best way to breach the enemy's fortress is to become a traitor. Wei Tao called Jiao Peilin over, and they waited for more than 40 minutes...

I must buy a property, I must buy a property now!
Damn it, I'm going to go talk to Shen Bi today, uh, tomorrow.

Jiao Peilin had been keeping an eye on Jia Hua Building Materials during this period, and even spent money to bribe people in Jia Hua's human resources department to obtain the internal employee list.

The method doesn't have to be old-fashioned, as long as it works!
Jiahua's HR department has an evaluation of all its employees. Although it's not entirely reliable, it can still be used as a reference. After looking through it, Wang Yaotang handed it to Lai Hongbo, the general manager of the intelligence department of Umbrella (Hong Kong) Security Company. "Investigate the people at the top of the list. Whether it's rumors, scandals, or solid evidence, are there any problems?"

Lai Hongbo accepted it with a smile, "No problem. Give me three days, and I guarantee I'll find out what color underwear they're wearing."

When I was a police officer, my investigative methods had to be compliant and legal. Now I don't have to think about that so much. I can bribe or threaten the target's relatives, friends, or even the servants they hire. There are many things that I can't hide from the people around me.

It's not like it's going to be used as evidence in court; it's fine even if it's used to set a trap.

Wang Yaotang looked at another middle-aged man in his fifties, Lin Dehui, who had been poached from the Commercial Investigation Department. A business consulting company was specially set up for him, with him as the general manager, and the investigation focused on business intelligence.

Wang Yaotang didn't care whether different investigation departments would cause waste.

"Old Lin, keep an eye on Jia Hua and his other businesses. The stone quarry hasn't sold many in a week, and some contracts are about to expire even if they aren't breached. These established tycoons have very large business layouts and high capital utilization rates, so their cash flow can't be as loose as ours."

“I understand.” Lin Dehui nodded. “Actually, we can focus on Jia Hua’s debts or contracts.”

"Debt? Contract?" Wang Yaotang raised an eyebrow. "You mean you're talking about acquiring the supply contracts that Jia Hua signed with others, and then forcing them to pay you back after they default?"

"Yes, it's not just about debts and contracts; they can also tamper with ongoing projects. The contracts are in the hands of his partners, who might let it slide out of consideration for past cooperation." Lin Dehui has worked in the Commercial Investigation Department for over 30 years and has seen countless cases of business struggles. He might not be good at actual operations, but he's no problem giving advice, given the sheer number of similar cases.

"Great idea!" Wang Yaotang smiled and clapped lightly.

The same method had a completely different effect in Wang Yaotang's hands.

There's no need to rush to collect debts after acquiring K. Wah's debts and contracts. If things really come to a worst, these debts can be converted into shares... and then it won't be something Lui Chi-ho can control!

With everything arranged, only Four-Eyes and Wang Yaotang remained in the room.

"A building, we must buy a building!" Wang Yaotang tapped the table.

"Buy a building, buy a building." The bespectacled guy nodded with a smile. "Aren't you afraid that Lu Zhihe will resort to desperate measures if you keep pushing him like this?"

“He dares!” Wang Yaotang raised an eyebrow.

“I also think he wouldn’t dare, but what if he does? You always say that if you can’t solve the problem, then solve the person who created it. It’s always good to be careful, right?”

Wang Yaotang nodded. "No problem. It's a bulletproof Cadillac. Even a full-power 7.62 round can't penetrate it. The security vehicles have also been replaced with bulletproof Fords. Even if they brought an RPG, it wouldn't be of any use. The minimum hit distance is 40 meters. How could they possibly hit it?"

"It's good that you're confident."

"Building! Building!"

"No, you don't want to buy a separate unit, but you want the best location. Why would anyone sell a good location?" the bespectacled guy said irritably.

"Not even one?"

"The most recent transaction was the Golden Gate Building, which happened a year ago. We talked about it before. It was acquired for 9 million and then sold for 16.8 billion."

"Did you say that? Which company?" Wang Yaotang was taken aback, but property speculation had indeed been very popular in the last two years.

"Jianing Group".

Wang Yaotang was taken aback. He felt that he had heard this name before and that it was very familiar. He raised his hand, held his head, and thought hard. It seemed to be related to the fraud case.
I can't remember the more specific details.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Okay, you can gather detailed information about the Jianing Group."

"doing what?"

"I have a feeling this company is problematic, so I'm looking to see if I can make some money off them."

"Huh?" The bespectacled guy looked astonished. "Are you kidding me? How did you figure that out?"

"Is the calculation correct? There's something wrong with his name. Why worry so much? Just check it out." Wang Yaotang didn't know how to explain.

"The calculation is pretty good..." Four-Eyes was speechless for a moment. But Yao-ge was sometimes just like that, and some things really did happen as he predicted. Sometimes the brothers also thought Wang Yaotang was pretty amazing.

Perhaps he really is, as his nickname suggests, a reincarnation of the God of Wealth.

"Okay, I'll investigate."

After Four-Eyes left, Wang Yaotang still had to keep busy. He had to approve the establishment of Shengyi Investment Company, Shengyi Hall, and its 16 subsidiaries. He also had to personally interview the management team recruited by the company.

Around 3 p.m., Wei Tao knocked on the door and came in. "Boss, we've arranged to go to Kwun Tong Cha Guo Ling to look at land at 4 p.m."

Wang Yaotang stood up, shook his hand, and said, "I understand."

A few days ago, Lui Chi-wo's men blasted the electrical circuits of the industrial building in Sham Shui Po where Yiu Kwong is located, causing the building to be powered by diesel generators. Wang Yiu-tong has decided to rent land and set up a factory.

Yiu Kwong makes videotape copies, about half of which are action films, which are absolutely impossible to make in mainland China, so they can only be done in Hong Kong. Previously, Four-Eyes had been complaining about the high cost of blank videotapes and said he wanted to produce them himself. There is enough land in Kwun Tong, so it is something he could really consider.

In addition, he knew that a cross-harbour tunnel would be built in Kwun Tong in the future, which would cause land prices to surge. Wang Yaotang could do the same thing as Li Xiangjiao in converting industrial land to commercial land in Ying Ni, Qingzhou.

As for the poor relationship with the Hong Kong British government... as long as he is powerful enough, what does it matter if the relationship is bad!
……

In the penthouse suite of the Ocean View Holiday Hotel, a map and several photos of Wang Yaotang taken from different angles are spread out on the coffee table in the living room.

"The target is an Asian male, a big boss of a local Hong Kong triad. It's important to emphasize that Asian triads are very large. According to our intelligence, he controls more than 2500 core subordinates and more than 10,000 non-core subordinates," the middle-aged man said in a deep voice, pointing to the photo.

“Fuck, Phil, tell me you’re kidding. My hometown doesn’t even have a population of ten thousand. Do you know what ten thousand means? That’s equivalent to an entire army division!” the black man shouted, his eyes wide like goldfish.

“Buford, what’s so strange about the large Asian population? They swarm around like locusts, devouring everything in sight. When you see locusts, the only thing you should do is stomp on them hard, and they’ll explode with a ‘pop,’ splattering juice everywhere.” The tattooed man squinted, looking utterly captivated. “Believe me, that sound is incredibly alluring.”

“Shut up, Carl, this is fucking Hong Kong. I bet you’ll be the one getting trampled to death, you idiot.” Phil cursed before continuing, “According to the information provided by the employer, the target is very strong in combat. He has killed his opponents twice in the ring. One of his opponents was a local boxing champion, and the other was a Japanese boxing champion.”

“Japan, are you kidding me? Those little dwarfs…” Karl continued to mock, but he stopped halfway through his sentence when he met Phil’s cold, sharp eyes. “Fine, go on.”

“Based on intelligence, we can determine that the target is physically fit, strong-willed, and quick-witted. If we cannot kill the target immediately, he may escape using the complex terrain,” Phil said in a deep voice. “But the difficulty lies here: intelligence shows that the target is extremely afraid of death and always has a 20-person security team with him when he goes out. The only good news is that these security guards are not professional, but we are unsure whether the security guards have guns or not.”

“I think this is normal.” Lamb, the middle-aged white man who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up: “A million dollars. If the data showed that the target was easy to deal with, then there would be a problem, wouldn’t there? Those rich people are not stupid.”

"Lamb is right. It would be best to know the target's route in advance and ambush him along the way. In public, the target is surrounded by security, making it difficult to hit him. This is not Vietnam or South America. If we can't kill him in the first wave of attacks, we'll be in trouble."

“As for the route of action, let the employer provide it. They’ve already spent a million, so this shouldn’t be difficult.” This time, Karl didn’t make any sarcastic remarks.

……

Kwun Tong.

At that time, Kwun Tong District had the largest population of all districts in Hong Kong, exceeding 70. Kwun Tong was one of Hong Kong's industrial areas, and the low land prices contributed to this result.

Besides boasting the largest industry and population in Hong Kong, Kwun Tong is also extremely famous for its hooligans...

Population growth and industrial decline are inevitable.

Right now, Wang Yaotang is on the northeast side of Liyumen Road. There is a lot of abandoned factory buildings here. The last factory produced ship parts, but it went bankrupt. Now this whole area of ​​factory buildings is idle.

According to the Government Lease Ordinance, industrial land is leased. The lessee must pay the full land price in one lump sum when obtaining the land use right, and then pay land tax every year thereafter. This will not change due to bankruptcy. The bankruptcy administrator must continue to fulfill the payment obligations. Of course, the land use right may be transferred to a third party, but it must be approved by the government.

It is virtually impossible to prevent the government from approving this.

They've all gone bankrupt.

“Mr. Wang, this piece of land is excellent. It’s close to Lei Yue Mun Road, making transportation very convenient. It’s next to the residential area of ​​Kwun Tong, which makes it even easier to recruit workers. It’s an old industrial area with a reliable power supply. There’s a port just 1 kilometer to the south. It couldn’t be more convenient!” A somewhat short and stout middle-aged man loudly introduced.

"Mr. Duan, how could you go bankrupt in such a good place? Is there something wrong with the feng shui?" Wang Yaotang asked with a puzzled look.

Duan Yanghong's expression stiffened, and he glanced at Wang Yaotang with some annoyance. Didn't he know the saying, "Don't insult someone by bringing up their weaknesses"? When their eyes met, Duan Yanghong immediately forced a bright smile. "This isn't bad feng shui, it's just too good! My wretched life isn't strong enough to suppress it! Everyone in Hong Kong knows that Mr. Wang's nickname is 'Little God of Wealth,' a perfect match for the feng shui here. Dragon and tiger meet, their power is unstoppable, they'll soar to the sky!"

Wang Yaotang chuckled and beckoned Wei Tao to open the map.

Construction of the East District undersea tunnel didn't begin until 86, which was a matter for the next governor. Right now, it's just an idea, but Wang Yaotang can guess the route just by looking at the map.

First, it needs to avoid the runway of Kai Tak Airport, and it also needs to avoid Cha Kwo Ling. This area will be developed into a residential area in the future, so it is indeed a feng shui treasure land.

Considering his current poor relationship with the Hong Kong British government, and the fact that he had arranged for the Chief Lands Officer to be eliminated, he might as well transfer the position directly to someone else, since the term would be the same after the Declaration.

After making his decision, Wang Yaotang said nothing and took his leave, leaving Duan Yanghong standing there dumbfounded, as if asking for a reply!

Affected by the 'negotiations,' the price of industrial land has plummeted by more than 70% in the past two years. Duan Yanghong is so worried that his hair has turned white. If he can't transfer the land, he is prepared to default on the contract.

In the car, Wang Yaotang smiled and said to Wei Tao, "Arrange for someone to go and talk to him. Try to lower the price as much as possible and get it settled within a week. Oh, and also, try to acquire the two plots on the left and right as well."

"Okay, boss." Wei Tao agreed, then added, "This land can't be used for residential development. Yaoguang won't need this much land for the time being, right?"

"How about a high football field? Land prices are cheap now, so it's no problem to get more. It won't cost much."

"Good boss."

It's an obligation to remind people, but the boss has the final say.

……

Half an hour earlier, not long after Wang Yaotang went to Kwun Tong to inspect the land, Lü Zhihe received news that Duan Yanghong's factory was only 2 kilometers away from the Lei Yue Mun mine in a straight line. Lei Yue Mun Road was originally built to support the Lei Yue Mun stone mine.

Lü Zhihe is very familiar with the situation in this area!

Phil set off immediately after receiving the call. The six of them drove two old Fords to Kwun Tong Road. After circling the area twice to familiarize themselves with the terrain, they quickly determined the ambush location. They were all professionals; when fighting in the field, you don't have much time to figure out the terrain bit by bit.

Based on their observations, this place resembled the Queens they were familiar with, with small apartment buildings lining both sides of the road and narrow, enclosed streets, providing ample space for them to escape even if their initial attack failed.

Of course, if the first shot misses, the target can easily escape...

"Lamb and Carl form one group, Buford and Atkins form another, and Joseph will provide backup. I don't need to give you any instructions on how to proceed, right?"

"rest assured."

"He's just a gang leader; the first volley of crossfire will turn him into a sieve."

"Get ready to celebrate, boss."

The group of people all had smiles on their faces, looking completely unconcerned.

Phil gestured to the group before turning and walking towards the nearby hotel. He checked into a room with a good view, pressed the microphone, and said, "Audition, audition..."

Downstairs, Lamb, Carl, and a few others, some carrying guitar bags and others carrying golf bags, were scattered over a stretch of about 20 meters. Hong Kong has a large number of foreigners, so the group didn't stand out much.

Seven or eight minutes later...

"Target spotted! Three vehicles: Fords in the front and rear, and a Cadillac in the middle. 100 meters away. Get ready!" Phil shouted, holding up her binoculars.

"receive."

"receive."

The previous playful smiles vanished instantly from their faces as they quickly took off their bags and prepared themselves.

Joseph glanced to the side, and the black Ford came into view. He looked around, his eyes lit up, and he quickly walked towards a woman who was walking towards him. "Hi, beautiful, excuse me."

When the woman saw that he was white, her eyes filled with excitement, and she felt her heart race. She said in broken English, "Hello...you, me?"

Joseph was completely confused, but it didn't matter. He put his bag down against the railing, took two steps to the side between the two railings, and started pointing at a map. The woman immediately leaned over and craned her neck to look at where he was pointing.

Joseph glanced to the side and said, "I forced the target to stop."

"Huh? What?" The woman didn't understand.

"I need your help with a small thing." Joseph grinned and put his hand on the woman's back.

The woman blushed, her heart pounded faster, and she thought, "He must have fallen in love with me!"

Joseph gave a strong push, and the infatuated woman stumbled forward. Joseph then raised his leg and kicked the woman hard in the lower back.

"Ah!" With a scream, the woman lunged towards the middle of the road.

Wang Yaotang's racing team.

In the lead Ford, a woman lunged out, and Zhijie instinctively slammed on the brakes. With a screeching sound, everyone else in the car was thrown out.

The car in front suddenly braked hard, and Sha Ze was startled, so he slammed on the brakes as well. Wang Yaotang, who was talking in the back seat, was thrown out with a thud, yelling, "Holy crap!"

On the roadside, Lamb, Carl, Buford, and Atkins drew their guns, aimed, and pulled the triggers in one smooth motion, taking just over a second. On a 15-meter-long parallel plane, crossfire from four angles instantly covered the Cadillac in the middle!
"Da da da"

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

Rapid bursts of fire enveloped the Cadillac in a metallic storm, the car body and windows clanging and popping with a series of loud noises!
Wang Yaotang had just regained his balance when the car window was smashed open, creating a wavy, snowflake-like pattern. He instinctively ducked down. It was an American full-size car, with enough space in the back to hide.

Bisina, who was in the front passenger seat, was also momentarily dazed by the impact, but she instantly snapped back to reality at the sound of the gunshot. She reached for the glove box with one hand and slammed the other hand down on Sha Ze, yelling, "Drive! Run him out of there!"

Seeing that the bullet hadn't pierced the car as expected, Lamb's face turned grim. "Fuck, it's an armored car!"

"Keep going, don't stop!"

Without him even having to shout, all four of them had been on the battlefield and had a good understanding of bulletproofing. They knew that bulletproof steel plates had their limits and would eventually shatter after being subjected to repeated impacts in the same spot.

The bulletproof insert must be replaced after being hit by a bullet!
"Da da da"

"Da da da"

Bullets swept in again. Wang Yaotang, who was lying on the back, reached out and pulled Wei Tao, who was stunned with fear. Just as Wei Tao lay down, the bulletproof glass of the car window was shattered. The bullets clattered against another piece of glass and then landed on Wang Yaotang's leg.

I was so nervous that I didn't realize it was hot.

Seeing Wei Tao cowering with his head in his hands, Wang Yaotang breathed a sigh of relief. Now, even if the car door was smashed through, it wouldn't matter...

Sha Ze, having weathered many storms alongside Wang Yaotang, was jolted awake by Bi Sina's slap. He immediately restarted the engine, jerked the steering wheel, and the V8 engine roared as it surged forward. With a loud crash, it collided with a car coming from behind, but managed to stay steady thanks to its heavier body. After shoving aside a car approaching from the side, it sped off.

Carl, looking unwilling, rushed out a few steps and fired a burst of shots at the Cadillac's rear.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat quickly!" Phil shouted from the hotel next door.

Buford and Atkins turned and ran, while Lamb and Carl backed away to protect their retreat.

Inside the two Fords, the security guards, who were dazed and disoriented from the sudden braking, finally came to their senses. The squad leader shouted, "Get your guns! Get your guns! Grab your weapons and take them down!"

He pulled open the box under the seat and reached in. Each vehicle had four Type 56 assault rifles and five Black Star rifles, all equipped with spare magazines, but they were never carried on their person under normal circumstances.

Pulling a gun out of the glove compartment, releasing the safety, and shoving open the car door, the squad leader in the passenger seat ignored the screaming pedestrians on the road and frantically pulled the trigger at the retreating attacker.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

Lamb paused, then pointed his gun at Ford and unleashed a burst of fire, "Rat-a-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat—"

The squad leader shrank back in fright, and the open car door glass shattered.

The security guard, who was about to jump out of the car, was pushed back by this burst of fire.

Carl also fired two long bursts at the nearest Ford, forcing the security guards who were about to get out of the car to retreat.

"Lamb!" Buford yelled, stepping back a few meters from Atkins and aiming his gun at the two Fords before firing.

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

Under the cover of fire, Lamb and Karl turned around, crouched low, and rushed out.

"Rear window! Rear window!" shouted the squad leader of the car behind. Two men carrying Type 56 assault rifles reacted instantly, smashing open the rear window with their butts, setting up their rifles, and beginning to return fire, "Rat-a-tat!"

"Da da!"

With cover available and frequent shooting training on nearby islands, the sudden attack caused an adrenaline rush that made him feel no fear at all. He was just too excited and his hands trembled uncontrollably. Even at a distance of more than ten meters, he could only outline human figures...

No matter how much he tried to decipher the outline, Buford's dark face began to turn pale as he felt the bullets whizzing past him.

Meanwhile, on a hotel floor more than 50 meters away, Phil grabbed his M16, aimed at the Ford, and pulled the trigger, "rat-a-tat-tat"...

A series of short bursts of fire hit a stationary target, leaving several dents in the rear cover of the car amidst clanging sounds.

"I'll cover you, get out of here!"

Buford and his companion turned and ran. By this time, the passersby were either scattered or lying on the ground trembling. The path was clear, but there was really no cover.

As soon as the firepower here stopped, the security guards from the two Fords rushed down, and seven or eight guns aimed and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Gunshots rang out, and Atkins, who was running to the street corner and about to turn around, stumbled and fell.

Atkins!

Buford cried out in alarm and turned to pull the man away. They were only a few meters apart when he saw several bursts of blood spurt from Atkins's body...

The ground around him was instantly covered by bullets, and several pieces of gravel hit Buford, making him stop in his tracks.

"Go!" Atkins knew he was doomed.

"Fuck!" (End of Chapter)