Rebirth in Hong Kong: From Dessert Shop to Industrial Empire

Chapter 117 Refined Soldiers (Seeking monthly votes and recommendations to continue reading)
At Chen Bingwen's command, Chenji Foods quickly sprang into operation.

The lights in the Fuyuan factory area were on all night.

Inside the sterile production workshop, the machines hum continuously for 24 hours.

The air was filled with a unique, slightly sweet, and chemically-scented aroma.

That's the unique flavor of the core ingredients, such as taurine, B vitamins, and caffeine.

The workers work in three shifts, around the clock.

Raw materials are fed in from one end, mixed in a precise ratio, and then sent into a spray drying tower, where they are instantly turned into fine powder.

The packaging machine precisely fills the powder into aluminum foil bags, and the heat sealing knife falls, making a crisp "click" sound.

Aluminum foil bags printed with the words "Jinba Instant Powder" move quickly along the assembly line and are eventually packaged into standard cardboard boxes.

The workers worked quickly, counting, moving, and neatly stacking boxes of products in the temporarily emptied warehouse area.

Gao Zhenhai lived and worked at the factory, readily resolving various production-related issues.

Chen Bingwen was practically glued to the factory.

He doesn't need to operate it himself, but his very existence is a statement and a guarantee.

This production of two million bags is not just for fulfilling a contract.

It's more like an extreme stress test, a practical training exercise for large-scale, high-intensity, and routine production.

Once the two franchised bottling plants in Singapore and Malaysia complete their technological upgrades, the demand for Jinba instant concentrate will be massive and continuous.

In the future, with the expansion into the North American and European markets, demand will only grow exponentially.

The production line at Fuyuan Factory, into which tremendous effort has been poured, must prove that it can withstand this level of pressure and consistently output absolutely high-quality products.

It's far better to expose and resolve problems now than to falter at critical delivery points in the future.

By the third day, the daily production of Jinba instant powder had stabilized at 150,000 bags.

Based on this production capacity, the production target of two million bags can be completed in a maximum of half a month.

That afternoon, a black sedan silently drove up to the Fuyuan factory area and stopped in front of the gate.

Chen Bingwen, who was inspecting the workshop, received a notification from the security guard and learned that Wang Jianjun and Li Guowei had arrived.

Upon hearing this, Chen Bingwen immediately realized what was happening.

Wang Weijun and Li Guowei have come to conduct a surprise inspection of product quality.

He put down the sample bag in his hand and whispered to Gao Zhenhai and Zhou Zhiyuan beside him, "Mr. Wang and Manager Li from China Resources have come. They must be concerned about the production progress and also want to check on the product quality."

"Get ready, just be natural."

The two were slightly taken aback, but then immediately understood and nodded in agreement.

At the factory gate, Wang Jianjun and Li Guowei had already gotten out of the car and were looking around at the busy and orderly factory area through the gate.

A unique, slightly sweet scent wafted through the air.

Chen Bingwen strode out of the workshop and went to greet him.

"Mr. Wang, Manager Li, welcome! Welcome! Why didn't you let us know beforehand?"

Chen Bingwen greeted them with a polite smile as he arrived at the factory gate.

"Mr. Chen, you're too kind." Wang Jianjun shook his hand firmly, his gaze sweeping over the forklifts shuttling back and forth in the factory area. "I happened to be running errands nearby, and remembering you said you were working hard to finish the project, I thought I'd drop by and check on things. I hope I haven't bothered you?"

He explained in a calm and natural tone.

"Not at all, we are delighted that you two have come." Chen Bingwen stepped aside to lead the way, "This way please, I will show you around."

The group changed into cleanroom suits and entered the core production area.

Wang Jianjun and Li Guowei observed very carefully, stopping from time to time to casually point to a particular part and comment on it.

In the packaging area, Wang Jianjun picked up a bag of instant powder that had just come off the production line, weighed it in his hand, and then carefully examined the uniformity of the seal and the printing details against the light. He nodded slightly and said, "It looks very good."

How is the production efficiency?

"Currently, daily production capacity is stable at around 150,000 bags," Chen Bingwen said calmly. "Everyone is working day and night, and things are going relatively smoothly."

"150,000 bags?" Wang Jianjun raised an eyebrow and praised in surprise, "This efficiency has indeed exceeded expectations."

"Boss Chen is a good manager, and the workers have worked very hard too."

After the tour, Chen Bingwen accompanied Wang Jianjun and Li Guowei to the office of Fuyuan Factory.

The office is small, but it is clean and organized.

Chen Bingwen led the two to sit down on the sofa.

Secretary Ali immediately served the brewed hot tea.

Wang Jianjun picked up his teacup, blew on the steam, and exclaimed, "Boss Chen, your business is growing bigger and bigger, and your business is expanding more and more. You are truly a force to be reckoned with."

Li Guowei also picked up his teacup and replied with a smile, "Yes, Mr. Chen."

I just took a look around the workshop, and the efficiency is truly astonishing.

With a daily production capacity of 150,000 bags and such well-organized management, it's no wonder they can make their products available in Singapore.

This level of execution is rare even among Hong Kong companies.

Chen Bingwen smiled modestly: "Mr. Wang, Manager Li, you flatter me."

It was all achieved through the hard work of our brothers.

Singapore is also just starting out and is still figuring things out.

However, Mr. Wang is right; as the business expands, the difficulty of management also increases exponentially.

Especially in places like Hong Kong Island.

Chen Bingwen picked up his teacup, glanced at Wang Jianjun and Li Guowei, and continued very frankly: "It's a mixed bag, with numerous gangs and organizations. To be honest, the environment is indeed complicated."

Sometimes, even when I go out to discuss business or visit the factory, I don't feel entirely at ease.

"Security has always been a major concern." Wang Jianjun put down his teacup and joked, "Oh? Mr. Chen is feeling the pressure too?"
"I've seen you coming and going without a single person with you, I thought you were incredibly skilled and daring."

He paused, then earnestly reminded, "Security is indeed a serious matter that cannot be taken lightly. Especially in a place like Hong Kong Island, where a large tree catches the wind."

Li Guowei nodded slightly, agreeing wholeheartedly.

"It's not a matter of being highly skilled and daring," Chen Bingwen shook his head and gave a wry smile. "The main problem is that we haven't found the right person."

The local security companies on Hong Kong Island are either all show and no substance, good to look at but not very effective;

Either they have a dirty past and are entangled with gangs.

Employing such a person is not only unreliable, but could also lead to inviting trouble.

It's extremely difficult to find someone who is truly reliable, skilled, and knows the rules.

So, it's been dragging on.

Chen Bingwen put down his teacup and continued, "Mr. Wang, Manager Li, you may not be very familiar with the current situation in Hong Kong."

Those who are truly capable, have a clean background, and are willing to work diligently in security are either poached by the private bodyguard teams of major British banks and top tycoons, or they open their own martial arts schools and take on apprentices, unwilling to condescend to be bodyguards for others.

The rest were either gangsters who had laundered their money and gone straight, or people who had just retired from the police force and were looking to make a living through shady dealings, or just some big, muscular South Asians who were just filling in the numbers.

Finding a trustworthy, capable, and tactful security team is harder than striking gold.

Upon hearing this, Wang Jianjun exchanged a glance with Li Guowei, who nodded slightly.

Wang Jianjun looked at Chen Bingwen again and smiled, "I see."

I understand Mr. Chen's concerns.

The situation on Hong Kong Island is indeed unique.

But isn't finding a reliable person easy enough?

He leaned back on the sofa and said heartily, "Every year, a large number of outstanding soldiers retire from our area."

It's not difficult to find a few truly capable and trustworthy individuals who are highly skilled and disciplined.

I happen to have a friend who's in charge of veterans' resettlement.

Chen Bingwen's heart skipped a beat.

Military veterans are politically reliable, highly skilled, and disciplined—they are practically perfect candidates!
This is exactly what he wants!
Previously, there was simply no way to access these resources.

Now that Wang Jianjun has brought it up himself, this is a golden opportunity!

He suppressed his excitement and asked with some hesitation, "Mr. Wang, what you said has really solved my problem!"
But wouldn't it be a waste of their talents to have such good comrades as my bodyguards?

Moreover, there are the procedures, arrangements, and whether they are even willing to come to Hong Kong Island.”

“Wasting talent?” Wang Jianjun waved his hand to interrupt him and said decisively, “There’s no such thing as wasting talent.”

Don't worry about the procedures, we'll handle that.

As for whether he was willing or not," he paused, looking intently at Chen Bingwen, "serving the country is a soldier's duty, even after retirement."

As long as you need it and are willing to accept it, I guarantee I'll pick the best for you.

how about it?
Approximately how many are needed?

Seeing Wang Jianjun's overbearing attitude, Chen Bingwen knew this was no time for polite formalities.

After a moment's thought, he said directly, "Mr. Wang, with your support, it would be pretentious for me to be polite any further."

If possible, seven or eight people should be enough to form a team, which can take turns and deal with some emergencies.

Ideally, we should have an experienced team leader who understands security arrangements to facilitate management and coordination.

"Seven or eight? No problem!" Wang Jianjun nodded readily without the slightest hesitation. "I'll find you a squad leader or platoon leader who has been transferred from the military. They'll be experienced and can keep things under control."

I'll arrange this; have someone come and report for duty as soon as possible.

"That's wonderful! Mr. Wang, thank you so much!" Chen Bingwen said happily. "This is truly a timely help!"

I, Chen Bingwen, will remember this kindness.

Once you're with me, please rest assured that you'll receive excellent working and living conditions, and I will never let my brothers suffer!
I will also arrange for someone to explain the laws and regulations on Hong Kong Island to them.

Li Guowei added with a smile, "Mr. Chen is a man of action, so we can definitely trust him."

We will carefully consider the candidates, ensuring they are of impeccable character, personality, and skill.

Upon arrival, everything proceeded according to Mr. Chen's arrangements, adhering to the rules of Hong Kong Island.

Wang Jianjun was indeed efficient and decisive in his work.

On the afternoon of the third day after they left, the familiar black sedan drove into the Fuyuan factory area again, followed by an inconspicuous gray van.

After the car came to a complete stop, Wang Jianjun and Li Guowei were the first to get out.

Immediately afterwards, the van door swung open with a whoosh, and eight lean and burly men filed out, quickly forming two lines behind Wang Jianjun.

Upon hearing the news, Chen Bingwen quickly walked out of his office and, seeing this scene, felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

These eight men all had buzz cuts, dark skin, and sharp eyes.

They were dressed in ordinary casual clothes, yet they stood there with postures as straight as javelins, without the slightest unnecessary sway, exuding an indescribable sense of competence and discipline.

Although he remained silent, his fierce aura, forged in blood and fire, was completely different from the loud and boisterous "gangsters" or slippery security guards on Hong Kong Island.

"Boss Chen, I've brought the men to you." Wang Jianjun greeted him with a smile, pointing to the eight men behind him. "Take a look, are you satisfied?"

Chen Bingwen quickly stepped forward to shake hands with Wang Jianjun and Li Guowei: "Mr. Wang, Manager Li, that was fast!"

This efficiency is truly remarkable!

His gaze swept over the eight people again, and he sincerely praised, "Satisfied!"
So satisfied!

They're clearly seasoned veterans; just seeing them standing there gives you a sense of security!

(End of this chapter)