Hong Kong Tycoon: Starting from Delivering Dongfeng Express

Chapter 51 Opening (5.3K, please read)

Hong Kong EMS (HKEMS) was established in 1841 and has a history of over a century. It is currently a department under the Hong Kong Post Office.

After entering the locker room, Li Yonghao quietly changed into his work clothes and prepared to start his day's work.

In fact, the work behind the post is quite boring, including sorting, counting, and even repetitive stamping.

But today, when Li Yonghao walked over, he found that it was not as dull as usual. His team members were gathered together and chattering:
"Hey, hey, hey, did you all see that?"

"what?"

"That's the Dongfeng Express in the newspaper! Didn't you see their slogan? 1-Day Transit to Mainland China!"

Li Yonghao came over after hearing this and said, "How is it possible to travel through the mainland in one day?!"

Others may not know, but how could they, who specialize in EMS international express business, not understand the business?
The various customs clearance processes including sorting, scanning, inspection, and customs declaration alone take a considerable amount of time. The goods are then sent to the port, shipped by sea, and received by the mainland postal EMS. They also need to go through the same customs clearance process again, and then be re-sorted and sent to various locations.

With all this in mind, 10 days is really fast. All Hong Kong Island EMS can do is compress this time into 3 days. Any faster is simply impossible!

Seeing his team leader coming over, one of them smiled and handed over a newspaper: "Brother Hao, this is not what I said, read it yourself!"

Li Yonghao frowned as he looked at the eye-catching advertisement in the newspaper. There were even two packages, A and B. Even the 3-day delivery of package B was much faster than their EMS!
He instinctively felt that something was wrong. How could it be so much faster?
Is this Dongfeng Express engaging in false advertising?!

But what good would such publicity do them? If the business fails to open, it will be exposed!
Is there any change in mainland China's policy?
Li Yonghao turned around and left with the newspaper.

"Brother Hao, what are you doing?"

"I'll go find the section chief and ask about the situation."

Looking at Li Yonghao's back, the team members behind him waved their hands: "Tsk, why are you so concerned? It's none of our business!"

"That's not what we say. If that were true, who would still hire EMS?"

"I actually hope it's true! That way we can relax a lot! Anyway, the salary won't matter whether we work more or less!"

"Wow, what you said makes a lot of sense!"

A moment later, in the office.

Section Chief Liu put down the newspaper in his hand and said, "Ah Hao, this kind of false advertising can fool ordinary people, but how could you believe it?"

"Um, Chief, I'm wondering if there's been a change in mainland China's policies?"

Section Chief Liu smiled and shook his head. "If mainland China's policies change, we'll be the first to know! And even if there are changes, at most the time will be shortened by half. One day? That's just nonsense!"

Li Yonghao also scratched his head and smiled: "Section Chief, that's just my imagination!"

Section Chief Liu shook the newspaper and snorted disdainfully, "Newspapers in Hong Kong these days are truly becoming more and more unscrupulous. They're actually publishing such obviously deceptive ads just to make money!"

"Section Chief, do you want our Postal Service to come forward and clarify this matter so that innocent citizens won't be deceived?"

Section Chief Liu waved his hand and said, "Forget it. There are too many fools. I can't handle them all. After being fooled a few times, they'll learn their lesson!"

……

Monday, Portland Street.

Dong Dong Qiang, Dong Dong Qiang!
Thirteenth Sister, who was spending the night in the venue, was awakened by the sound of gongs and drums outside. She couldn't block out the sound even after covering her ears with a pillow, and she couldn't help but scream.

As we all know, waking up in a bad mood is very scary.

The Thirteenth Sister of Hongxing, with dark circles under her eyes, pushed the door open angrily, followed by a group of ferocious younger brothers. Anyone who dared to disturb their eldest sister's sleep would be severely beaten!
As soon as she went out, Thirteenth Sister saw that Portland Street, which was usually deserted in the early morning, was now very lively.

Amid the sound of gongs and drums, a dancing lion is leaping and tumbling, with a crowd of people cheering and applauding around it.

The red lion jumped up, bit the vegetables hanging high up, and then carried them to Ye Dongsheng.

Then the lion stood up again and spit out a banner from its mouth: "Good luck in opening the business, and may wealth flow in!"

"Good!" Tony and his younger brothers applauded vigorously in the crowd.

Not far away, there were several PTU patrol police officers wandering around, constantly looking at some gangsters who were stopped around.

Across the street, Thirteenth Sister stopped and raised her hand: "Go..."

A burly young man behind her immediately jumped out, clenching his fists and cracking them: "Big sister, I'm going to teach them a lesson!"

The next moment, Thirteenth Sister slapped him on the back of the head: "Look at your mother's head!"

The younger brother rubbed his head in grievance: "Ah? Then you want me to do it?"

"Go buy me two flower baskets and send them over!"

…………

At this time, many flower baskets were already placed in front of the door of Dongfeng Express.

"Amy, thank you for the flower basket!"

"What are you talking about, cousin? We are friends for life and death!"

"Uncle Pao, thank you for coming!"

"Ah Sheng, since you're opening, I'm definitely going to come and see it! Don't worry, I've told the guys, and there won't be any fools causing trouble!"

Ye Dongsheng looked at PTU captain He Wenzhan who was outside with his team members and said, "Thank you, Uncle Piao!"

"Ah Sheng, our eldest young master just returned to the company and has a lot of things to do. I'm here to congratulate him today. Please bear with me!"

"No, no! Jiajun has helped me a lot. I'm so happy that you came in person, Uncle Fly!"

Ye Dongsheng was congratulating everyone one by one when he suddenly saw a burly man with tattoos walking towards him.

For a moment, the eyes of Dong Piao, Fly, Xiao Fu, Tony and others all fell on the big flower arm, making him feel an invisible pressure. He swallowed unconsciously, quickly picked up the flower basket in his hand, bent over and forced a smile: "Boss Ye, this is a flower basket sent to you by our eldest sister! I wish you a prosperous business!"

Ye Dongsheng looked into the distance and saw the Thirteenth Sister of Hongxing on the opposite corner of the street. He smiled and nodded to her, then smiled at the girl with the big flower arm and said, "Thank your eldest sister for me!"

The man with the big flowery arms smiled and nodded in agreement, then ran back in a flash.

Ye Dongsheng turned around and looked at the brand new sign of "Dongfeng Express" hanging behind him, and he couldn't help feeling proud.

The sea of ​​stars begins from now on!
After a while, the guests who came to congratulate dispersed one by one, but there were still many people lingering at the door. These were customers waiting for Dongfeng Express to officially open at 9 o'clock.

The publicity in the three major newspapers in the past few days has really attracted a lot of people. Some are full of expectations, while others are skeptical, but none of this prevents them from coming to find out the truth as soon as possible today.

9 o'clock exactly.

Dozens of people rushed into the store and were then led by Ye Dongsheng to a large rectangular table with receipts and pens on it.

"Everyone, if it's convenient, please fill in the courier information yourself. You can also go to our registration desk and let the two registrars help you register!"

Everyone is familiar with this. Who hasn’t sent a letter these days?

Some people just sat down and started filling it out, but there were also those who wanted to enjoy the service.

He Minggui walked to the registration desk first. When he saw Ruan Mei, his eyes lit up and his mood became more relaxed. He spoke politely, "Miss, please fill out the express delivery information for me!"

Ruan Mei smiled sweetly. "Sir, what are you sending? Do you want one-day delivery or three-day delivery?"

He Minggui took out a wrapped blueprint from his bag and said, "I want to send a design draft to my printing factory in Jinghai! It will arrive in one day!"

This time he wanted to try whether Dongfeng Express could deliver the goods within one day.

Hearing that it was a design manuscript, Ruan Mei thought it was not contraband and kept smiling: "Okay, please tell me your name, recipient, and delivery address..."

Ruan Mei quickly copied the information reported by He Minggui, then checked it again, handed the list in her hand to He Minggui, and directed him to the next counter.

At this counter, Ye Dongsheng himself was seen packing things for customers who had already filled out their forms, along with another young man.

When it was He Minggui's turn, he handed the order and design draft to Ye Dongsheng and took the opportunity to ask, "Boss, what if you lose something?"

"1000 RMB compensation for lost items, refund within 1 day, 1 RMB compensation for more than 200 day!"

As Ye Dongsheng spoke, he put a thin layer of transparent plastic shell on the outside of He Minggui's design draft: "Waterproof." He Minggui couldn't help but feel very satisfied when he saw this. This was a very thoughtful consideration!

Ye Dongsheng then put the manuscript into a cardboard file bag with a striking black "DF" printed on it.

Below this DF, there is a red arrow tilted to the upper right, which looks like a rocket.

He Minggui couldn't help but laugh and said, "Boss, your logo design is interesting. Is it as fast as a rocket?"

Ye Dongsheng smiled and said, "You are amazing! You hit the nail on the head! Cheng Hui is only 200 yuan!"

He Minggui took the packaged document bag from Ye Dongsheng and looked at it again and again. It was sealed very well, and the material of the bag felt good. In addition, there was a layer of plastic shell inside, which made He Minggui feel safe and secure. In short, the whole thing looked very professional!

He smiled and took out 200 yuan: "Boss, I look forward to my printing factory receiving this manuscript today!"

Ye Dongsheng took the money and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely live up to Boss Chen's expectations!"

In the warehouse behind the store, Ah Hua was sorting the already packaged packages with the delivery staff they had recruited.
"Remember, look at the address first. If it's being delivered to Shekou, put an S on it and pack it separately. Put the other three districts together."

Here they have to complete the first sorting, separating Shekou from the other three areas, and then send them to two different vehicles once they pass the customs.

"Brother Hua, the address on this package doesn't clearly state which district it's for. How do I sort it out?"

Ah Hua took the address and looked at it: "This is in Futian District."

When he went to the mainland with Ye Dongsheng some time ago, it was not for tourism or vacation. He not only toured Jinghai with Ye Dongsheng, but also carefully memorized the addresses.

Ye Dongsheng was interested in cultivating him, so how could Ah Hua not work hard? Every day he would hold the map and memorize it, reviewing it over and over again.

Outside the store, Ye Dongsheng looked at the "Float Glass Factory" displayed on the address, then looked at the young man in a suit and tie in front of him. He smiled politely and said, "Hello, Mr. Ye, I'm Mr. Zheng's assistant. This is what Mr. Zheng wants to send."

In front of Ye Dongsheng were several thick piles of information, enough to fill a large box.

The young assistant smiled and asked Ye Dongsheng, "Mr. Ye, is there any problem?"

Ye Dongsheng flipped through it briefly, then smiled and said, "That's not a problem, but the price is not cheap. If it's over 10 kilograms, the overweight fee will be doubled!"

"Money is not a problem! As long as your company can deliver within one day!"

A moment later, a large cardboard box was placed on the scale, showing 31.5KG.

"Chenghui 5500 mosquitoes!"

A moment later, the young assistant returned to the car: "Mr. Zheng, the order has been placed. They've accepted it!"

The old man surnamed Zheng nodded. Although he claimed to have reached a cooperation with Dongfeng Express at the charity dinner that day, how could he not test the other party's strength?
It's just a bunch of useless information. He doesn't care about the 5500 dollars. What he cares about is whether the other party can really deliver this pile of stuff in one day!

Ye Dongsheng asked someone to move the box of information into the back warehouse. After returning to the store, he saw that there seemed to be an argument at the registration desk and hurried over: "What's going on?"

I saw a middle-aged man yelling, "Why are you sending it to others but not to me?"

Ruan Mei looked at Ye Dongsheng with injustice: "Boss, he wants to send medicine, I explained but he didn't listen..."

Ye Dongsheng smiled and looked at the middle-aged man: "Sorry, we don't ship medicine here."

Medicines are easily stopped when passing through customs. After all, who knows what the ingredients are?
"What are you doing? Are you still doing business? &...%"

Seeing that this person was still acting unreasonable and not listening to his advice, Ye Dongsheng smiled and put his arm around his shoulders: "Let's not disturb other customers first, let's go talk outside!"

The middle-aged man didn't want to leave, but his whole body seemed to be lifted up, and he was taken out of the store by Ye Dongsheng in just a few steps.

As soon as he was put down and about to lose his temper, he saw two burly gangsters standing in front of him. They looked ferocious and said, "Hey, they don't want to do business with you, why don't you leave? Don't you understand what I'm saying?!"

Seeing the two gangsters clenching their fists and eager to fight, the middle-aged man immediately became timid and explained weakly: "No, no, I just want to send something, I'm in a hurry..."

"Can you just yell and scream when you're anxious? What if you scare the kids and the little girl? Be more polite to others next time, or I'll beat you up! Remember that!"

"Remember! Remember!" The middle-aged man didn't dare to say anything else, turned around and ran away quickly.

The two gangsters turned around and saw Ye Dongsheng smiling with satisfaction. They immediately nodded and bowed, then retreated obediently to the shadow of the corner so as not to scare the customers coming in and out.

At 11 o'clock sharp, a medium-sized truck stopped at the door of Dongfeng Express. Five deliverymen had already gotten into the truck, which was filled with five towable suitcases and several large express boxes that could not fit into the suitcases.

From 9 o'clock to 11 o'clock, a total of 98 express deliveries were received.

This number is neither good nor bad. Ye Dongsheng estimates that the total number of orders today will not exceed 200.

Although the vigorous publicity in recent days has attracted a lot of attention, in fact, many people still don’t know about Dongfeng Express. Even if they know about it, quite a few of them are still waiting and watching.

After all, there are not many people who dare to try something new on the first day.

In front of the car, Ye Dongsheng was instructing Ahua and Xiaofu: "No matter how many orders we receive, you must take your people and set off at 2pm and 5pm."

Dongfeng Express operates from 8:8 AM to 4:11 PM daily, with four departures. Besides Ye Dongsheng's 2:5 AM, 6: PM, and : PM trips, there's also a : AM trip to pick up packages that have accumulated the previous night. This ensures the most efficient delivery.

After saying that, Ye Dongsheng got on the passenger seat.

He was carrying 98 parcels this time, and most of them were documents like invoices and manuscripts, so five people were more than enough. Even though there weren't many items, he still wanted to take them on a few more trips to see the world and gain experience, so as to avoid any sudden mistakes in the future.

It takes about 50 minutes to drive from Portland Street to Luohu Port.

At about 12 o'clock, Ye Dongsheng carried the box of documents, pulled a suitcase, and brought five people into the Luohu Port Joint Inspection Building.

There are now many more windows in the joint inspection building, but even so there are still many people queuing at each window.

Ye Dongsheng looked at the length of the queue and realized that if he really lined up in an orderly manner, he would have to wait for more than 50 minutes.

He put down his box and walked to the front of a line with one of the employees. After a closer look, he saw a man in a suit, probably working, in the first line. The second was dressed casually, as if he was out for fun. The third was a middle-aged man in plain clothes, with two patches on his pants.

Ye Dongsheng walked up to the old man and said politely, "Hello, uncle. My friend has something urgent to do and needs to cross the border. I wonder if he can cut in line?"

Uncle Pu Su looked at Ye Dongsheng, his face was confused at first, and then he looked embarrassed. It was obvious that he didn't want to change but he was a little thin-skinned and didn't know how to refuse.

At this time, the two people in the front row also heard Ye Dongsheng's words. The young man in leisure time spoke directly to Ye Dongsheng: "How can you be so shameless? We have been waiting in line for half a day, and you want to interrupt with just two words!"

The middle-aged man in the suit also mocked: "Who doesn't have urgent matters? Who else is like you?"

Ye Dongsheng ignored them and took out 50 Hong Kong dollars from his pocket: "Uncle, I know you have worked hard to queue up, I am willing to compensate you!"

When Mr. Pu Su saw the 50 Hong Kong dollars, his eyes lit up. It was just a one-hour queue, and he could get 1 dollars in return. He would be willing to queue for a whole day!
But before Mr. Pu Su could even speak, the middle-aged man in the suit said, "Hey, hey, hey! I'll give you this seat. I'm closer to him than him!"

Ye Dongsheng looked at the middle-aged man in a suit and smiled: "Don't you have something urgent to do?"

The middle-aged man in a suit came over and took the 50 yuan from Ye Dongsheng's hand, grinning and saying, "There's no rush now!"

This scene stunned the young man in casual clothes in the middle: "Dude, you change your expression so quickly!"

The middle-aged man in a suit didn't care at all and flicked the 50 yuan in his hand: "Making money! It's not shameful!"

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the end of the team.

Ye Dongsheng asked his employee to stand directly at the first place, and then looked at the old man with a sad face: "Uncle, are you still willing to change?"

Uncle Pu Su nodded repeatedly: "Change, change, change!"

Ye Dongsheng waved his hand and called another employee over, and changed his seat again for 50 Hong Kong dollars.

The young man in casual clothes looked at Ye Dongsheng and said, "Hey, buddy, do you have any friends who are in urgent need?"

Ye Dongsheng pouted and said, "Here, there are three more. Do you want to change?"

The young man shook his head. "Forget it, forget it. I don't want to wait in line for another hour!"

Ye Dongsheng smiled, then took the remaining three people to several other teams and did the same thing. They all got to the front of the line, saving an hour of queuing time.

Next comes the key point of passing the customs and accepting inspection by customs officials!

PS: Looking back at this chapter, it seems that I have written it as a startup article. The process is a bit detailed, but after all, it is my first time delivering a courier, so I still need to describe it. It is impossible to write in detail later.

(End of this chapter)