Hong Kong variety show: I wanted to be a lawyer, but I became a big shot.

Lin Bei ignored Tao Futian's gaze, spread his hands, and continued talking eloquently:

"In addition, our group also has a decoration company."

"As long as you work in the factory, the decoration company can give you an internal price; both materials and labor are cheaper."

"The house has been handed over, and the renovation will be done at the same time."

"Villagers only need to bring their families and move in with their bags, which is both worry-free and convenient."

Tao Futian put down his teacup, remained silent for a while, and then suddenly smiled.

"Young man, you've thought of everything."

"When doing business, you always have to think things through."

Lin Bei picked up his teacup, his tone indifferent.

Tao Futian nodded and called out into the house.

"Ah Jin, come out and greet our distinguished guest."

A man in his forties came out of the house. He was stocky and had an honest face, but his eyes darted around quickly.

He is Tao Jin, Tao Futian's nephew, the village head of Taojia Village, and one of the most influential people in the village.

"Ah Jin, what do you think of Mr. Lin's proposal?"

Tao Jin glanced at Lin Bei, then at Xu Wei, and hesitated for a moment.

"Uncle, it's good that we can move to a new apartment, but I'm worried that some people won't be able to pay the mortgage."

Lin Bei knew Tao Jin's doubts, so he continued to reassure him:

"Our factory offers stable wages, and as long as the villagers are willing to work hard, they won't have any problem repaying their loans."

"If individual villagers are truly in dire need, the group will negotiate with the bank to arrange a 25-year installment plan for them."

Upon hearing this, Tao Jin's eyes lit up.

If you exchange a Dingquan house for a Dingwu house, and there are many people in your family, you can pay the difference to get a bigger house. The whole family can work in the factory to pay off the loan from the bank.

This one set of measures alone can solve the problem of some bachelors in Taojia Village finding wives.

"Alright, let's discuss the specifics of how to do it."

"Mr. Lin is young, but he is very reliable in his work."

Tao Futian looked at Lin Bei with more appreciation.

Lin Bei smiled modestly.

"This is all due to years of experience in the business world."

The negotiations that evening did not cover specific figures, but the two sides reached a preliminary agreement.

Tao Futian agreed to help Lin Bei contact the elders of the Deng and Liao families to discuss the acquisition of Dingquan.

Lin Bei also promised that when developing the first batch of properties, priority would be given to resettling the villagers of Taojia Village.

It was nearly midnight when we left Taojia Village.

Lin Bei sat in the car, looking at the night outside the window, knowing in his heart that this move had already been made.

The planning for Tuen Mun begins now.

But he also knew that what happened tonight would not be kept secret from those who were interested.

Sure enough, the next morning, as soon as he arrived at Hung Hing Building, his secretary told him that a guest had been waiting for him for almost half an hour.

In the reception room sat a man in his fifties, slender, wearing a gray suit and gold-rimmed glasses, who looked refined and cultured.

On the table in front of him was a document, and next to it was a steaming cup of coffee.

Judging from the looks of it, this person has already had quite a few refills of his cup.

When the man saw Lin Bei enter, he stood up and bowed slightly.

"Mr. Lin, I am Mr. Li Jiacheng's secretary, my surname is Zhou."

Lin Bei raised an eyebrow and sat down opposite him.

"Secretary Zhou, may I ask what Mr. Li has sent you here to instruct me on?"

Mr. Zhou adjusted his glasses, speaking calmly and unhurriedly.

"Mr. Li is paying close attention to Mr. Lin's recent activities in Tuen Mun."

"Mr. Li is also interested in the land in Tuen Mun."

"Mr. Li asked me to pass on a message: in Hong Kong, the key to doing business is to make money through harmony."

"If Mr. Lin wants to get involved in the real estate industry, he'd better make some arrangements with his peers first."

He paused, then added.

"Of course, Mr. Li also said that Mr. Lin is young and promising, and he admires him very much."

"If you are interested, we can consider cooperation."

"The Li family can offer a high price to acquire Mr. Lin's partial rights to the land in Tuen Mun."

Lin Bei leaned back in his chair, looking at Secretary Zhou with a faint smile on his face.

A combination of pressure and appeasement, employing both hard and soft tactics.

Li Jiacheng, that old fox, gets his information fast enough.

He picked up the coffee his secretary had just brought and slowly took a sip.

"Mr. Zhou, please go back and tell Mr. Li that Lin Bei has always respected his seniors in the business world."

"However, I still want to try doing the Tuen Mun project myself first."

"If I ever really can't continue like this, I will personally go to Mr. Li's place to ask for his help."

Mr. Zhou looked at him, remained silent for a few seconds, and then nodded.

"Okay, I will pass on your message."

He stood up, picked up the document, bowed slightly to Lin Bei, and turned to leave.

Lin Bei sat alone in the reception room, put down his teacup, and tapped his fingers lightly on the table twice.

Li Jiacheng has made his move.

More people will come later.

But it's okay.

He had already anticipated this.

For the next two days, the Hung Hing Group's reception room was almost always full.

No sooner had Li Jiacheng's secretary left than Zheng Yutong's men arrived.

The woman who arrived was in her forties, surnamed Chen. She had short, neat hair, wore a black suit, and her watch was expensive but understated in style.

She spoke more politely than Secretary Zhou, repeatedly saying "Mr. Lin is young and promising," but the core message was always the same: the Zheng family also owns land in Tuen Mun, and she hoped that Lin Bei would "consider the bigger picture."

Lin Bei drank half a pot of tea with her and then politely saw her off.

In the afternoon, Guo Desheng's secretary arrived. He was a man in his early thirties surnamed Fang, wearing thick glasses and speaking in a refined manner. He was carrying a brown paper bag, which he said was a small token of Mr. Guo's appreciation. Inside was a transfer agreement for a plot of land in Tuen Mun with favorable terms, but it required Lin Bei to relinquish his right to acquire the land in Taojia Village.

Lin Bei pushed the brown paper bag back, smiling as he said:

"Please thank Mr. Guo for his kindness. I'd like to think about this matter some more."

Secretary Fang didn't press the matter; she simply took the things and left.

The next day, Li Zhaozhao's men also arrived, the largest entourage being Li Zhaozhao's nephew, who was about the same age as Lin Bei, wearing a white suit and with his hair slicked back. As soon as he entered, he looked around as if he were there to visit.

He was quite direct; he spoke very quickly, barely sitting down before launching into his next sentence:

"Mr. Lin, my uncle asked me to tell you that Tuen Mun is a very dangerous place, and you can't handle it alone."

"Why don't we sit down and talk? You provide the land rights, we provide the licenses, and we'll split the profits 50/50."

Lin Bei just smiled slightly, completely looking down on the slick-haired guy in front of him.

I used to be the master of this kind of coercion and bribery business!

"I appreciate your uncle's kindness, but I don't want to cooperate with anyone on this matter for the time being."

Li Zhaoju's nephew's expression changed, but he quickly regained his smile, stood up, and straightened his cuffs.

"Alright, Mr. Lin has guts."

"However, my uncle said that there are only a few building permits in Hong Kong Island, and only a few companies control the building materials supply chain."

"Mr. Lin, if you encounter any inconvenience, please feel free to come to us at any time."

These were polite words, but what he really meant was: if you can't get the license and the building materials, how are you going to start construction?

Lin Bei personally escorted him to the elevator, and only after the elevator doors closed did the smile on his face slowly fade.

He returned to his office, closed the door, and made a phone call to Wang Jianjun.

"Jianjun, how's Boss Zhang doing?"

"Brother Bei, Boss Zhang has already signed the transfer agreement. His construction company is now ours."

"The building supervision permit and the contractor's license are both under the company's name, and the annual inspection has no problems."

"but……"

"But what?"

"However, this company is not large, and it used to only take on small projects, so its qualifications are limited."

"For large projects, we may have to find another way."

After some deliberation, Lin Bei finally made the decision.

"Let's keep the license first, we can deal with the qualification issue later."

"Also, check the building materials sector and see which lines the four major families control. See if we can find alternative channels from the north or Southeast Asia."

"Yes, Mr. Lin!"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Bei leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and thought for a while.