Chapter 18 Model Sanitary Unit (Please add to your favorites, vote for this book, and recommend it to others!)

1978 2 Month 3 Day.

The twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month.

The third day of the Victoria Park Lunar New Year Fair.

Early in the morning, Chen Bingwen arrived at Victoria Park as usual.

On the second day of the Victoria Park Lunar New Year Fair, although Cheung Sai-cheung's brother-in-law tried to stage an accident, the incident was stopped in time, and it did not affect the sales of cooked food at the four stalls.

By the time the stall closed in the evening, the total sales for the day amounted to 37,500 yuan, which was more than 6,000 yuan more than the first day.

With the Spring Festival approaching, the number of people will inevitably increase day by day in the coming days. Based on this trend, the total sales during the entire Lunar New Year's Eve period are expected to be at least 300,000 yuan.

Therefore, Chen Bingwen could not allow people like Zhang Shichang and Lan Yaju to affect his money-making plans under any circumstances.

At seven o'clock in the morning, as the gates of Victoria Park opened, the waiting crowds poured in, and another day of the Lunar New Year market began.

As arranged by Chen Bingwen, Gao Zhenhai assigned an employee to each stall to maintain order.

He himself, accompanied by two burly employees, patrolled back and forth between the four stalls.

Chen Bingwen was in charge of directing operations at stall number one.

While greeting customers, he kept an eye on his surroundings, ready to deal with any unexpected situations.

By 10 a.m., a long queue had already formed in front of the stall.

Suddenly, Chen Bingwen noticed a commotion on the outskirts of the crowd.

He felt a chill run down his spine and quickly prepared to go over and see what had happened.

Just then, Inspector Ma was seen walking towards them with several Department of Health staff, followed by several reporters carrying video cameras.

"Mr. Chen!" Inspector Ma greeted him warmly from afar, "I've brought reporters to interview you!"

Chen Bingwen's eyes lit up, and he immediately went to greet him: "Inspector Ma, welcome, welcome!"

Inspector Ma introduced them with a smile: "This is a reporter from Oriental Daily News, this is a reporter from TVB, and this is a reporter from Sing Tao Daily."

Our Department of Health has decided to designate Chan Kee Dessert Stall as a model hygiene unit, and we have come here specifically to present the award plaque.

Chen Bingwen was secretly delighted. This was truly a godsend. He quickly straightened his collar and put on a humble smile: "Inspector Ma, you flatter us. We just did what we should do."

Inspector Ma smiled and nodded, then turned to the camera and introduced, "Chen's Sweet Soup proactively applied for hygiene inspection and established a complete quality control system."

Although Chen Bingwen and Chen Ji Dessert stalls had become mere background figures for Inspector Ma, he still wore a broad smile.

He knew this was the best opportunity for official endorsement.

TVB's camera panned across the tidy stalls, revealing the workers' standardized operating procedures.

An Oriental Daily reporter asked, "Mr. Chen, could you share your secrets to sanitation management?"

Chen Bingwen bowed slightly, a humble yet confident smile on his face. "You see, our raw materials have all undergone strict screening, each process has a dedicated person in charge, and the workers have all received professional training."

As he spoke, he guided the reporter to visit the stall. The worktable was clean, the stainless steel buckets were polished to a shine, and the workers wearing masks and hats moved quickly but methodically.

A reporter from Sing Tao Daily exclaimed in surprise, "Mr. Chan, even your temporary stalls are so well-organized. No wonder you were awarded the title of Hygiene Model Unit!"

“Brother Ju, there are TV and newspaper reporters at Chen’s Dessert stall. It might not be appropriate to go there now.”

A little further away, Ah Guang cautiously reported to Rotten Tooth.

Rotten Tooth Koi squinted at Chen's stall, which was surrounded by reporters, and sneered, "This kid knows how to find a backer."

At that moment, Inspector Ma was handing the gilded "Model Sanitary Unit" plaque to Chen Bingwen. Flashbulbs continued to illuminate the scene.

Watching all that was happening at Chen's dessert stall, Rotten Tooth's expression was unpredictable.

Fu Lin Men Tea Restaurant has always been one of the businesses in his territory that pays the most protection money, amounting to 2,000 yuan per month.

Especially during the Victoria Park Lunar New Year Fair, they can earn an extra two thousand dollars.

This year, due to Chen Ji Dessert's actions, Fu Lin Men failed to secure a food stall at the Victoria Park Lunar New Year Fair, causing Lan Ya Koi to lose two thousand dollars out of thin air.

Rotten Tooth Horse grew angrier the more he thought about it, and the fat on his face twitched involuntarily a few times.

He slammed the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his leather shoe: "Damn it, a sugar water vendor dares to run wild on my turf!"

Ah Guang shrank back and whispered a reminder, "Brother Ju, there are reporters all here now, how about we reschedule for another day?"

"Another day?" Rotten Tooth grabbed Ah Guang by the collar and said fiercely, "After the reporters leave, you take a few brothers to visit this Boss Chen."

Let him know that in Causeway Bay, ignoring connections and influence comes at a price!

After the interview, Chen Bingwen saw off Inspector Ma and the media team, then turned and returned to his stall.

"Brother Wen, all the reporters have been paid for their hard work, not one less."

Gao Zhenhai walked over quickly and reported in a low voice.

During the interviews, Chen Bingwen instructed Gao Zhenhai to secretly give each reporter 200 yuan as a "hardship fee".

Print media and television are now the main channels for the public to obtain information, and these journalists, who are considered the uncrowned kings, still have a lot of prestige.

In the era of social media, internet celebrities are more powerful than journalists.

"Brother Wen, I just noticed a few people who look like gangsters have been watching us from a distance."

"where is it?"

Chen Bingwen's expression hardened, and he asked.

"Right over there!"

Gao Zhenhai pointed into the distance as he spoke.

Sure enough, Chen Bingwen noticed that several men in floral shirts were looking in his direction next to a flower stall, including Ah Guang, the one who had tried to stage an accident yesterday.

"Damn it, do they really think I'm easy to bully?"

Seeing this, a ruthless glint flashed in Chen Bingwen's eyes. He lowered his voice and said to Gao Zhenhai, "Ah Hai, tell the men to get their weapons ready. Anyone who dares to cause trouble today, beat them to death!"
"I'll give you 500 yuan for injuring one, and 200 yuan for driving one away! I'll cover all medical expenses if you're injured!"

Gao Zhenhai was taken aback for a moment, then nodded emphatically: "Understood! I'll make the arrangements right away."

He turned and strode quickly toward several burly men, whispering a few words to them.

A short while later, several men quietly took out a few steel pipes and wooden sticks from the stall and hid them under their aprons.

Chen Bingwen shook his head: "No rush, let them make the first move."

Remember, when the fight starts, fight to the death, but absolutely do not kill anyone.

He squinted at A-Guang and his gang, who were poised to attack in the distance. "Just like when we fought back in school, we absolutely cannot lose this battle today."

Gao Zhenhai glared fiercely at A Guang and his gang in the distance, and said with some eagerness, "Brother Wen, when did we ever lose a fight back in school?"
Should we strike first?

"Don't rush, we don't cause trouble, but we're not afraid of trouble either. Let's wait and see!"

(End of this chapter)

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