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

Huang Hao had just finished breakfast and was about to drive to work when the doorbell rang. Three complete strangers appeared, and Huang Hao instinctively became wary and did not open the door immediately.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Mr. Huang Hao, General Manager of Fenghai Grain Industry, our boss would like to have a talk with you."

"I don't know who your boss is. Contact the company if you need anything."

"It's polite of you to invite me, but if Mr. Huang Hao doesn't want to be polite, we can help you be polite."

"You!" Huang Hao's heart tightened. "Please leave immediately, or I will call the police."

"Mr. Huang is an adult. As long as you can take responsibility for your actions, we don't care. Just think it through," the person outside said with a smile.

"You, you..." Huang Hao's heart was pounding. These people were clearly not good people.

The person who came here is not kind!

"Who is it, Brother Hao?" his wife asked, peeking out from the kitchen.

"Oh, oh, I went to the wrong door. I was looking for someone upstairs," Huang Hao lied.

"You have to tell me what it is, right?"

"Perhaps it's a food-related issue, I'm not sure. We'll wait for Mr. Huang downstairs." With that, the three turned and left.

There are definitely people in Hong Kong who they can't easily 'invite', but that certainly doesn't include Wong Ho.

A dozen minutes later, Huang Hao came downstairs looking nervous. "Who is your boss? I..."

"Alright, don't waste time, drive up here yourself."

"You, me, I've already called the company, they know... Hello." Before he could finish speaking, the three people in front of him had already gotten into the car.

Huang Hao took a deep breath. This group of people were too confident and didn't seem to be up to him...

Half an hour later, at Victory Building.

As Huang Hao got out of the car, his face was full of confusion. He knew about the Victory Building, but that was all. He didn't know which well-known companies were located there.

I've never had any experience with this before.

Hong Kong consumes 12% of the rice, which translates to an annual turnover of around 5 million. Wang Yaotang couldn't possibly manage such a small business himself, and Ah Wei didn't have time to handle it either.

After being led up to the elevator, Huang Hao was dropped into a meeting room. Three men in suits turned and left. There were many people waiting in the meeting room. After receiving tea from the staff, Huang Hao took a small sip.

The environment made him feel more at ease; it was clearly a large company.

"Hello, my name is Zhou Xinbin. Our company manufactures textiles. This is my business card." A chubby man next to him smiled and extended his hand.

"Ah, hello, my name is Huang Hao, and our company is in the grain business."

"Let me introduce myself, I work in the wine industry..."

Since it was uncertain how long it would take for them to make their visit, many people thought they could take the opportunity to expand their network. The companies that could sit in this meeting room were all quite large.

Being pulled into the social circle without really knowing what was going on, Huang Hao chatted for almost an hour and learned a lot of things he didn't know before.

It turns out that most of those well-known nightclubs belong to the same company, Tiansheng Entertainment.

It turns out that Giordano, Hongdou, and Tiansheng are owned by the same person.

So that's what Yaoxing Audio-Visual...

original……

"Mr. Huang Hao."

Hearing someone call his name, Huang Hao looked up and was led to another office. He originally thought he would see the 'boss', but it turned out to be just a member of the secretary team who chatted with him about the purpose of his visit.

Huang Hao certainly knew about the newly minted super-rich 'Wang Yaotang', but he never expected that this man would be entering the grain industry.

Just when I was excitedly thinking that I would meet the legendary 'Little God of Wealth', I was told that I would be meeting 'Liu Zhanwei' instead. Well, I'm definitely not worthy of that position.

Awei quickly glanced at Huang Hao's resume. "Huang Hao, right? What's your boss's name...?"

"Lin Xiangnan." Awei glanced down and said, "She disappeared last night, but of course, that's not important."

"Huh?" Huang Hao was stunned. What did he mean by missing?
No, why didn't I know my boss went missing?
How did you find out in advance?
What else is considered unimportant?
Is this really a missing person case?
Lin Xiangnan is dead, no, she's missing. What will happen to the company?
What will happen to my job?
Ah Wei smiled and continued, "We will establish a new company. In the future, all rice products from An-Nan entering Hong Kong will only be sold to us. The new company wants you to be the general manager, continuing to lead the original team in the storage and distribution of An-Nan rice. Are you confident in doing a good job?"

"Huh?!" Huang Hao looked at Awei in shock. "I, I, you mean?"

Awei nodded. "That's exactly what you think."

Huang Hao was stunned by the news and his mind went blank. He thought he had lost his job, but he never expected things to turn out this way!
Originally, the boss made all the decisions, big and small, in the company, and he was just an executor. Although he often thought the boss was an idiot, he still had to obediently follow orders.

But Wang Yaotang is a super-rich man with too many businesses. How could he possibly manage the company personally? He doesn't even have the chance to meet with his own people. If he were to be in charge of the company himself, wouldn't that mean he would have absolute power?
"You can decide how to build your company team. I only care about results. How about that?"

"No problem, of course no problem. I'm confident I can make the company even better!" Huang Hao said decisively.

The boss's disappearance is definitely not important at all.

No, this is something to celebrate!
There's a type of company that only thrives without its boss!
Accountant: Say that again!

“It’s good that you’re confident. A 12% market share isn’t enough for us. You can expand the market by any means necessary. The support I can give you is that no one and no force can influence your expansion from a non-commercial perspective,” Awei said with a smile.

"Really!" Huang Hao's heart skipped a beat.

He's been in this industry for over ten years and knows all too well how closed off the grain industry really is. Here, price and quality have no necessary connection with sales volume; what determines how much market share you get is connections!
Of course, there are many obvious reasons.

For example, food safety, pesticide residues, and the supply chain...

"I actually really hope someone can use non-commercial means to interfere. Once the red line is crossed, it's the others who will be crying." Awei smiled faintly. "If someone does it, gather the evidence and hand it over to me. If someone doesn't want to be dignified, then I'll give them dignity!"

Huang Hao took a deep breath, his heart pounding like a drum. Is this what it feels like to have a powerful backer?
I used to hate people who got ahead through connections, but now I just want to say, it's actually pretty good!
After Huang Hao calmed down, Awei continued, "Of course, this is for external use. You can use whatever means you want, as long as you can expand your market share. But be careful not to leave any loopholes, and most importantly, you absolutely cannot kill anyone."

Huang Hao's expression suddenly turned strange. What did he mean by "I can use any means necessary"? Didn't that mean he was allowed to set fires but not others?

In an instant, a whole host of methods operating in the gray area popped into his mind, making him feel excited.

This feeling of being 'unreasonable' and 'using power to intimidate' is fucking so satisfying.

As for murder, how could I possibly commit murder...?

Wait, boss, no, Lin Xiangnan...

Huang Hao swallowed hard, his back instantly becoming wet with saliva.

"We've given you the power of the company and external support, but you need to do a good job in the company's business. Remember, you must not make any mistakes or profit at the expense of the company. The trial is the job of the King of Hell; we are only responsible for sending people to meet the King of Hell," Awei said sternly at the end.

"I, I know, I definitely won't, boss, don't worry, I'll definitely do well, I definitely will." Huang Hao's forehead was covered in sweat, but he didn't dare to wipe it away, and could only keep assuring him.

Ah Wei waved his hand, and someone immediately took him out. He was in charge of the Hong Kong business. Every day he had to meet dozens of customers, stamp dozens of documents, and listen to more than a dozen reports. Every minute was precious.

After Huang Hao left, the secretary who had just received him took over the work again. There are corresponding standards for the treatment of people of different levels here. They will not be shortchanged in terms of salary, and they are also allowed to make some benefits for themselves. However, if they continue to be greedy and inexhaustible, then they will naturally not blame the company for being ruthless.

As Huang Hao stepped out of the Victory Building, the sunlight refreshed him. With a new boss, he was in complete control, and the company would be moving to this prime location. His life had suddenly taken a new turn, and it all felt like a dream!
……

Awei was busy, and Wang Yaotang was also very busy; he needed to solve the major strategic issues.

After repairing and replacing parts as needed at the Magic Factory, the fleet, in a triumphant manner, headed straight for Hong Kong.

Hong Kong's shipping lanes are extremely busy, and the fleet was spotted as soon as it appeared, but it did not cause any panic.

Every captain on this route recognizes the 'Umbrella' flag.

Previously, the Umbrella Corporation's fleet would only appear in shipping lanes or near Po Toi Island on the Hong Kong border, never brazenly sailing into Hong Kong. This sudden appearance clearly indicates something interesting is about to happen. After all, Britain has a fleet here!

The naval police headquarters received the news shortly after the fleet appeared.

The assistant director of the Marine Police Regional Command turned red-faced as he listened to the phone. "That's the fleet! Do you even want to listen to what you're saying? You're going to send people into the water to retrieve body parts just because of a little contact? Do you want me dead?!"

"If you want to intercept the fleet, then go ahead and do it!"

"Fake Squid!"

He slammed the phone down, his chest heaving with anger. Last time he was thrown into the sea and almost died, but the police headquarters didn't say a word.

The man surnamed Wang is ruthless; he will never cross that line again!

On the other end of the line, Yan Liguo shrugged and put down the phone. He had done his job, and the rest was none of his business.

Besides, since it's a warship, it's naturally the garrison that should handle it; the governor can't blame himself.

On the other side, the naval port.

General Cameron hung up the phone with a smile, then picked up his pipe and quietly filled it with tobacco, giving a soft order: "Sound the alarm and start the ship to prepare to leave port."

Seeing the general's calm demeanor, the secretary immediately understood what to do. After saluting, he turned and walked out with his usual unhurried pace.

The alarm was sounded methodically, and the sailors walked out of their rooms laughing and joking. The warships in the harbor began to warm up their engines, and it was half an hour later when everything was ready and they boarded to depart.

The fleet sailed directly into Victoria Harbour at its normal cruising speed. The harbor was filled with passenger ships and private yachts. The sudden arrival of a warship startled the surrounding cargo ships, which quickly gave way.

The passengers on the ship were not afraid. They crowded to the side of the ship to look at the strange sight, and many of them even cursed in the crowd.

The guide boat working at the dock stared in astonishment at the approaching warship, unsure whether to approach and guide them into the port. Warships may seem magnificent and imposing from a distance, but up close, especially when sitting in a small boat and looking up, one only feels immense pressure, a heavy feeling that makes it hard to breathe.

Seeing that the guide ship was standing still and not moving, Wei Jinzhong did not make things difficult for them and ordered it to go in and anchor directly.

Several passenger ships that were originally moored in the port were startled and hurriedly moved aside. The passengers on the ships were no longer surprised and began to exclaim in surprise.

Mooring a ship is not as simple as parking a car. Fortunately, the displacement of ships including 05⑶ is not large. After mooring, no one disembarked. Wei Jinzhong stood at the bow waiting for something.

They didn't have to wait long before two Peacock-class patrol boats, HMS Swallow and HMS Swift, from the Little Britain garrison came over.

Both HMS Chidori and HMS Swift were new warships launched in 84. As soon as they came into view, they immediately turned their guns on each other, and the atmosphere in Victoria Harbour suddenly became tense. The surrounding ships fled without saying a word.

If this were to escalate into a minor conflict—no, a firecracker—their small boats would be riddled with bullets in Tsim Sha Tsui and Wan Chai in an instant…

The two warships slowed down more and more until they stopped 300 meters apart, neither moving.

Gradually, the sailors on the Little Britain warships were the first to give in.

This wasn't due to their fighting spirit...

Okay, their fighting spirit is indeed lacking.

But the warship itself is the most important thing.

Although the Peacock-class patrol boats are newly launched warships and advanced vessels specifically built for Hong Kong, with a displacement of 716 tons, their armament consists of only one Oto Melara 76mm naval gun and two 20mm machine guns.

In less than 10 minutes, less than 5 minutes, at most 3 minutes, an old-fashioned 0 can turn the other side into pieces!
There's no comparison at all.

This dilapidated ship has a maximum speed of only 20 knots, it's a completely downgraded version, so where do the people on board get their confidence?

And this is selling for £1000 million.

These are the main warships of the British Navy stationed in Hong Kong, and there are only three of them in total. How could Cameron Highlands possibly have the confidence to challenge the Umbrella Corporation?

A few years ago, when Cameron Highlands received news that two 0 ships had sailed to Po Toi Island, he was so scared that he almost packed his things to surrender, thinking that the Chinese had attacked.

If we don't vote now, when will we? It's not like it's the first time. If the Japanese can vote, why can't we vote for the Chinese?

Later, when Cameron Highlands learned that the warships were obtained through Wang Yaotang's protection network, he breathed a sigh of relief but also completely gave up.

His warships were no match for theirs, so what gave him the right to be so assertive?

In fact, he also knew that London had decided to sell HMS Thousand Bird and HMS Swift to the Irish Navy, which would be sailing away at the end of the month. At that time, the garrison would only have one of these emasculated patrol boats, and even Umbrella Corporation would complain that he couldn't keep up with the speed of his feet.

Seeing that everyone else on the ship remained silent, Cameron sighed almost imperceptibly. He didn't want to back down either; he wanted to stand up and disarm himself. He wasn't born a coward; he was a general too…

"Let's launch the transport boat. You guys come with me and see what's going on."

"Yes Sir!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

They'll be leaving in a few years, and nobody wants to die here at the last minute.

As the transport boat approached, Wei Jinzhong's smile gradually blossomed, and everyone burst into laughter, finally feeling as if a thorn in their hearts had been completely removed.

Cameron Highlands boarded 05⑶, and Wei Jinzhong led his men to greet him.

"General Cameron High School, hello. Let me introduce myself. I am Wei Jinzhong, commander of the Umbrella Fleet."

"Hello, General Wei, it's an honor to meet you today," Cameron Highlands said with a smile.

Because they were weaker than others, the Anglo-Saxons quickly fell to their knees.

After exchanging pleasantries with smiles, Cameron Highlands asked, "Why did you bring your ship here? This is a civilian port, after all. Is there something you need?"

"I also received orders from the company. Please wait a moment for details. Mr. Wang will be here soon."

Cameron felt relieved; Wang Yaotang's arrival meant there would definitely be no conflict.

"Let me give you a tour first," Wei Jinzhong invited with a smile.

If you have a knife, show it to the other party so they don't get any bad ideas.

05⑶, Artillery as an example of an enhanced version, missile ship, 0⑶⒎, were introduced for more than ten minutes. Cameron Highlands was secretly surprised. No wonder they were able to destroy a fleet of Annam. The size of this fleet can be called the best in Southeast Asia!

But... what exactly do you, a private individual, want to do with such a huge fleet?
The helicopter rotor sputtered and chugled as a helicopter landed on the helicopter deck of 05⑶. The cabin door opened, and Wang Yaotang jumped out.

"Haha, General Cameron Highlands, it's nice to see you again. How have you been lately?" Wang Yaotang went up to him with great enthusiasm and gave him a hug.

"Not bad, the work is easy. It would be even better if your fleet didn't sail to Victoria Harbour."

Wang Yaotang said with a smile, "Oh, I'm so sorry. Here's what happened: In recent years, there have been more and more pirates on Southeast Asian shipping routes. Many ships have suffered heavy losses from pirate attacks. My Umbrella Security Company is preparing to expand its maritime escort business, so it purchased this fleet from Somalia. When a company purchases new equipment, it naturally has to report to the police and the Hong Kong government and undergo registration and inspection, so it sailed over here."

"Of course, I don't know where to dock right now either. It wouldn't be right to sail to your naval port."

Cameron Highlands' expression froze. If they drove to the naval port, wouldn't they be blocking the entrance...?

Where does he put his face?
Where does this leave the Hong Kong government's face?!
Where does this leave Little Britain's face?!
Thinking about it that way, driving to Victoria Harbour is indeed a good idea...

What a fart!
A single artillery barrage from here could turn the police headquarters and the Hong Kong government into ruins!
Furthermore, God the hell did the Somali government know how powerful they were to purchase a fleet from Somalia?

Did the Somalis just wipe out an Annamese fleet in the South China Sea?!

As for reporting...

The verification process for gun ownership is very strict!

The number of bullets must be registered and subject to regular inspections!
You even brought a fleet over. What do you think about the police headquarters and the Hong Kong government...?

Dare you disagree?! (End of Chapter)