RNP Chapter 100 Going to Shenzhen
Chapter 100 Going to Shenzhen
Chapter 100 Going to Shenzhen
If it were just a matter of changing the rules, these two could accept it, but what follows will take their lives.
Song Zhaowen nodded, leaning back in his chair. "I'm relieved that you two think this way. There's one more thing."
The organization needs money to grow. The establishment of "Zhengxing Investment Company" requires start-up capital. I hope that you two, as founding members of the organization, can take the lead and each contribute 20 million as shares. In the future, profits will be distributed according to your shares.
Twenty million?! Da Zhi Guang and Li Tianyi almost jumped up. This was practically cutting off their flesh! Although they had made a lot of money, twenty million in cash was still a considerable sum!
So, the capital for the club's corporatization has to be paid by the two of them?
Pitfall! A complete disaster!
"Boss, isn't this a bit too much?" Big Guang's voice changed.
"Is it a lot?" Song Zhaowen asked with a half-smile. "Ah Guang, don't think I don't know you have shares in several nightclubs in Temple Street, and you get dividends every year. Ah Yi, how much commission did you take from your gambling den in Kwun Tong? Twenty million is just a drop in the ocean for you."
"Or are you saying you don't support my ideas?"
"Don't worry, as the leader, I wouldn't rob you small fry. Investing in money laundering is a righteous thing to do. If it weren't for the fact that you've contributed to the gang for so many years, I wouldn't even mention it."
Da Zhi Guang and Li Tianyi's expressions shifted, their hearts churning. They desperately wanted to break off all pretense of civility, but seeing the four cold-eyed experts behind Song Zhaowen, especially the eager newcomer Chen Luojun, who was itching to prove himself...
The two then thought of Song Zhaowen's ruthless methods in killing Yuan Qingnan and his current immense prestige within the gang—
In the end, the two of them deflated like punctured balloons, nodding dejectedly.
"Okay—we're going." Li Tianyi's voice was hoarse.
Big Guang also gave a muffled "hmm".
"Very good." Song Zhaowen smiled, this time with a more genuine smile: "Don't worry, you two, the money won't be wasted. As long as you follow my rules, you'll be rewarded handsomely in the future."
He stood up, walked over to the two men, patted them on the shoulder, and said with a hint of warning in his tone, "I can overlook the past. But from now on, I expect everyone to be of one mind. If anyone is outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant, or engages in underhanded tactics—"
He didn't finish speaking, but the meaning was already self-evident.
Da Zhi Guang and Li Tianyi shuddered and quickly said, "No, no!"
"That's good. Go back and prepare the money. I need to see the money in the company account within three days. I'll give you a month to clean up the mess from before. Now you can leave."
The two felt as if they had been granted a pardon, and quickly got up and left the conference room almost as if they were fleeing.
Watching their hasty retreating figures, Ahua couldn't help but sneer, "Two old foxes, thinking they could outsmart Brother Wen."
Wu Zhaoyong also said, "Brother Wen, are we just going to let them go like this? Aren't you afraid they'll sabotage us behind our backs?"
Song Zhaowen sat back down in the main seat, lit another cigar, and said with a deep look in his eyes, "Tricks? They don't have the guts or the strength right now. Pushing them too hard will only make things worse. Let them bleed a little first, standardize their accounts, and tie them to our side. Once the triad is corporatized and on the right track, their old tricks won't work, and they'll naturally be eliminated. If they still don't know what's good for them then—"
He flicked his cigarette ash, said nothing more, but the cold glint in his eyes said it all.
"Luo Jun, Tian Hong." Song Zhaowen looked at the two of them: "The Mad Dog Group is expanding. You two should take extra care to assist A Yong and A Hua. The training should be ruthless, but also methodical. What I need is a sharp knife that can pierce any enemy, not a bunch of reckless brutes."
"Understood, Brother Wen!" the two replied in deep voices.
"By the way, Ah-Xiao, I'm going to the north in three days. There's a piece of land there that I want to bid on. Keep an eye on things related to the gang for me. If there's anything, discuss it with Uncle Yuan and Uncle Xiang."
"clear!"
These days, it's extremely complicated for mainlanders to go to Hong Kong, while it's very convenient and popular for Hong Kong people to go to the mainland.
At this time, the rapidly developing mainland was in dire need of investment, and Hong Kong capital was one of the most important sources of investment.
With the added effect of filters, Hong Kong people in this era practically enjoyed preferential treatment when they went to the mainland.
Three days later, the Shenzhen customs port will open.
This time, Song Zhaowen didn't bring many people with him on his trip north.
He only brought his female secretary, Li Mei, and Ye Rongtian with him.
Ye Rongtian has high emotional intelligence and can handle the official formalities for me. As for Li Mei... coincidentally, her hometown is in Longgang District, Shenzhen, which is also where Song Zhaowen is looking at land.
He wants to acquire a piece of land!
The second phase of the factory in Yuen Long is going very smoothly; in fact, the instant noodles they produce are in short supply. The only thing currently hindering the development of the Man Kee Group is land.
Ideally, it would have been best to acquire more plots of land near Phase 2, but damn it, Luk Hon-tao from Yuen Long is raising prices on the spot!
Land prices have increased fivefold.
You can bid at the original price, or give Lu Hantao the opportunity to invest in Wenji Group.
Song Zhaowen was certainly not willing to be taken advantage of.
As the saying goes, if it's dark in the east, it's bright in the west.
On the other side of the river, land is incredibly cheap right now, and there's little labor available.
Song Zhaowen plans to take advantage of the opportunity to acquire more land, register companies in mainland China, and then move 70% of his production capacity to the mainland.
This way, we won't be subject to others' control, and we can generate tax revenue for the mainland—a win-win situation.
He, Song Zhaowen, is a patriotic gangster.
Compared to the postmodernized Longgang District, which is now filled with multinational corporations and high-tech factories in the 21st century, this area was once a desolate wasteland with paddy fields everywhere.
In comparison, Song Zhaowen's side only had three people.
In Shenzhen, quite a few officials of all ranks from Longgang District came.
Ye Rongtian spread out the blueprints.
The above is the planning map of the third phase of the factory.
"Director Chen, look. This time, we are acting with full sincerity."
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Who knew that the heavily pregnant Director Chen would just wave his hand.
"Everyone says Hong Kong people are good at business, but I don't think that's entirely true. Making noodles? Can you even break even?!"
Director Chen is the top official in Longgang District. He has a lot of say in whether or not land is approved, how it is approved, and how much land is approved.
This man is one of Huang Tian Group's many connections in mainland China. He is very arrogant. If Huang Tian hadn't given him a heads-up beforehand, Song Zhaowen wouldn't have been able to get anywhere by trying to curry favor with him on his own!
"Shenzhen may not be as good as Hong Kong, but we don't just hire any Tom, Dick, or Harry company."
"But, Director Chen, listen to me!" Ye Rongtian wanted to say something more, about the promising future and how many jobs it could create, and so on.
But Director Chen looked impatient: "Alright, alright, stop with the nonsense." Then he pulled Song Zhaowen aside: "Hey, Mr. Huang gave me a heads-up before, saying that you are trustworthy and reliable. I won't waste any more words with you. There's a blue and white porcelain piece at the auction the day after tomorrow. You need to put up five million to bid for it."