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Chapter 1486 Disaster
Wang Yan and his companions received a warm welcome at the pink-collar restaurant, with fish and meat served at every meal. Even the old patriarch of the Peng clan gave them face and personally accompanied them with drinks.

All of this stems from Wang Yan's rather unique status and position.

To say he had status or position was an understatement; he was nothing more than a small factory manager at the Hechuan Commune Furniture Factory. Yet, to say he lacked status or position was also an understatement; Wang Yan was practically a household name in Linxian County, favored by superiors and supported by the masses. Most importantly, he was a nationally renowned figure; his reports were serialized in the daily newspaper like a novel, with the entire nation following along.

They even made a special inquiry; as targets of united front work, they certainly had access to information and communication. What they found was astonishing – they were incredibly powerful.

For various reasons, Wang Yan's words have become irrational, which is why they are so polite to him.

After three days of good food and drink, thousands of pieces of furniture were finally delivered. They were piled up like mountains in a huge warehouse that Peng Yunliang had set up.

At this point, Wang Yan also began his work. He led his men to inspect each piece one by one, and if there were any problems, they were sent down to be repaired. Of course, the main work was done by the Peng family's carpenters, with Wang Yan mainly providing guidance.

Coming here to do after-sales service was just a side trip. In fact, he only brought three carpenters with him this time: one whose skills were among the best in the factory's many apprentices, one who was average, and one who had only been learning for three months and had passed the novice period.

Apart from Li Kuiyong, Zhong Yuemin, and Zheng Tong, the remaining people all share a common identity.

Linxian militia!

Of these seventeen militiamen, eight were from Hechuan Commune. They had received instructions beforehand and were all to follow Wang Yan's orders...

After five days of repairing the furniture, Peng Yunliang finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Wang Sheng, it's been a week, and you've photographed all the female office workers. What are your thoughts on the development of our female office workers?"

Wang Yan took the cigarette he offered, let him light it, took a puff, and then spoke: "I do have some ideas."

Peng Yunliang was overjoyed, and he couldn't help but bow down, his face full of flattery: "Mr. Wang, don't worry, the Peng family will definitely repay you handsomely."

Seeing that Wang Yan remained noncommittal and made no further statement, Peng Yunliang quickly added, "Mr. Wang, we can sign an agreement, have someone from Xinhua News Agency notarize it, and share a portion of the profits with your commune."

"Peng Sheng truly has a heart full of patriotism." Wang Yan excitedly grasped Peng Yunliang's hands. "Our commune is poor, and it is precisely because of patriotic businessmen like Peng Sheng that we need their support and assistance."

Peng Yunliang was both amused and exasperated by Wang Yan's changing expressions: "This was something we had discussed long ago, but it's gotten stuck here. Mr. Wang, you should have said so sooner. Time is precious! How much could we have accomplished this week?"

“Who would ask for money on their own initiative? That’s outrageous.” Wang Yan shook his head with a smile.

Peng Yunliang was somewhat speechless. He really wanted to shout, "Don't think I don't know you're a bandit!"

"Wang Sheng, what do you think about this business..."

"Of course, there's no problem."

Wang Yan smiled and pulled out a stack of papers from his pocket, handing them over. "I've heard that people here, in Macau, and in the Guangdong and Guangxi regions of the mainland, love to drink herbal tea. As you probably know, I'm a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, so I happen to have some herbal tea recipes. There are recipes for stimulating appetite, relieving summer heat, treating colds, and regulating the body, etc. Here are fifty-six recipes. You can gradually spread them out."

"Wang Sheng, how much can you earn selling herbal tea?" Peng Yunliang was a little dismissive.

“Mr. Peng, there are nearly four million people in Hong Kong, and two million of them love herbal tea. That’s a huge business!” Wang Yan glanced at him. “My recipe is different from yours. Herbal tea is hot and bitter, but mine can be served cold and is sweet. You should know the difference, right?”
Your Peng family buys the medicinal herbs, mixes them into packets, and sends your family members out to sell them all over the streets. If you do it well, I estimate you can take over all the herbal tea stalls on Hong Kong Island in less than a year. That's a huge profit!

You can also make small ingredient packets, enough for your family to cook. Some people are too lazy to put in the effort and prefer to buy the ingredients and cook them themselves. What a great benefit that would be!

Of course, whether it's sold at a stall or brewed at home, it's always hot tea. How do you use cold tea?

"How do I use it?" Peng Yunliang asked instinctively.

You've had Coca-Cola before, right?

Peng Yunliang's eyes widened: "You mean we'll make canned herbal tea in the future?"

"Is there any difficulty in production?" Wang Yan said with a smile. "Once you've been selling herbal tea for two years, you can open a factory, set up a few bottling production lines, and once the machines are running, money will be rolling in. At that point, your business won't just be limited to Hong Kong; you can do business in Southeast Asia, Japan, and South Korea. And with herbal tea as a stepping stone, you can make other flavored beverages, which will expand your sources of income, won't it?"
My house is absolutely fine; you'll see when you buy the herbs and cook it yourself. As long as you expand quickly and dominate Hong Kong and Kowloon, becoming the leading herbal tea seller in Hong Kong Island will be no problem at all. You could easily support at least a thousand people.

With this business as a foundation, you can use the profits to expand production, have a canned herbal tea factory, and double your workforce. Of course, this is only if you can open up the Southeast Asian market.

Even if you only do business in Hong Kong and Macau, it's enough to support four or five thousand people without much problem. After that, you can use the money you earn to develop your pink-collar area, build high-rise buildings and shopping malls. In less than twenty years, its prosperity will definitely be no less than that of Hong Kong and Kowloon.

You need to understand that once development reaches a certain level, it will have a tendency to swallow up everything. For example, right now, people from the mainland are illegally crossing over every day. Why? Because although this place isn't exactly thriving, it's definitely richer than the mainland.

Once your area is developed and shows even a slight beginnings, people from Hong Kong and Kowloon will start coming here to make a living. Of course, that's a long way off; we usually talk about five-year plans. Mr. Peng, as long as you do as I say, I guarantee you'll be a star in five years.

Peng Sheng frowned and pondered for a long time before saying, "Wang Sheng, if it is really as you described, then this business is too big. I'm afraid our Peng family alone cannot handle it."

“I don’t care. I learned about your history before I came here. You are all good compatriots who fought against Japan. Now you have close ties with our mainland and support our development. I respect you very much.”

Wang Yan waved his hand, suppressing Peng Yunliang's emotional words, "But let's be business. I provided the formula and pointed out the way. You just had to do some hard work and run errands. Of course, you are indeed very powerful here, with connections in both the legal and illegal worlds, ensuring the safety of the formula. It's a unique business. I don't want more than 20%."

Another thing I want to remind you is that these are fixed shares. I've recently looked into the local stock market, and this company will definitely go public in the future. But you cannot dilute our shares; even if it's forever, these 20% of the shares will still be ours.

"Peng Sheng, in our cooperation, I think you can distinguish between the fish and the fisherman, right?"

“Of course,” Peng Yunliang said solemnly. “We are not ungrateful people. The future of our New Territories still depends on Mr. Wang to lead the way.”

Wang Yan patted Peng Yunliang on the shoulder, took a puff of his cigarette, and sighed softly, "Peng Sheng, it's not that I'm being petty, it's just that our side is too poor, you've seen it for yourself. If I don't actively seek external funding from your side, how can we develop our own side? This is a way of helping and supporting each other's development." Peng Yunliang laughed, "It's Wang Sheng who has a broad vision. If it were really as Wang Sheng said, he could keep those two shares himself, but he gave them to your commune. I know Wang Sheng is from Beijing, and he's only been in Hechuan Commune for a year and a half."

"I'm the kind of person who just wants to see the people prosper and become strong. How much can I use for myself?" Wang Yan waved his hand. "Alright, Peng Sheng, hurry up and buy some medicinal herbs to make herbal tea. Let's see if what I said is true or false. We'll talk in detail later."

"Alright! Then I'll take my leave."

Peng Yunliang didn't say much; he was already itching to leave, so he quickly walked away...

Li Kuiyong, who had heard everything, came over and said, "Brother Yan, why don't we do this ourselves?"

"Even a hero needs three helpers. We're over a thousand kilometers away, and we're not familiar with the situation here. Can we really manage?"

Wang Yan said, “The Peng family is a large family. As you can see, tens of thousands of people here listen to them. Their members are everywhere. Some are government officials, some are gangsters, some run companies, and some are scholars. How much trouble can we save? Once the herbal tea business takes off, we can just wait to share the profits. Isn’t that great?”

“I reckon there’s a lot of trouble involved. If they could handle things well, why would they need to invite you over?” Li Kuiyong said, pursing his lips.

“Such a large family must have some capable people. They just lack direction and ideas. If we point them in the right direction, with so many people doing all sorts of things, things are quite simple. But in the future, we will definitely have to help them come up with ideas to help them develop faster. Only in this way can our commune get money and develop.”

"To be honest, Brother Yan, what Peng said is right. You can keep this money yourself. You earned it through your own abilities, and it's foreign exchange, so nobody can say anything about it."

"Can I spend that much money?" Wang Yan shook his head. "Too much money is a curse. It's better to help the commune develop and let the villagers live a better life. We don't expect anything in return. If the villagers are happy, we're happy too. It's that simple. Dayong, you need to improve your awareness."

"How could I possibly be as enlightened as you? If it were me, I wouldn't even try to cut in line."

Wang Yan smiled, didn't argue with Li Kuiyong, and casually continued taking pictures with her camera...

In the afternoon, Wang Yan finally saw Peng Yunliang.

"How's it going, Mr. Peng? The herbal tea is alright, isn't it?"

"It's more than just good! It's absolutely fantastic! We're really going to make a fortune this time!" Peng Yunliang beamed. "I've already contacted other families, and they'll come over tonight for some herbal tea. We'll have a closed-door meeting tonight, and tomorrow we'll contact the leaders of Xinhua News Agency to sign the contract. We'll need Mr. Wang's continued guidance in the future."

"No problem, no problem. Let's all get along well, develop together, and become rich together."

Peng Yunliang laughed heartily, feeling extremely pleased.

However, after laughing, he turned and said, "Wang Sheng, there's another troublesome matter."

Seeing the question in Wang Yan's eyes, Peng Yunliang continued, "The one who came with Wang Sheng, surnamed Zhong, is named Zhong..."

“Zhong Yuemin and Zheng Tong, didn’t they go out to see the prosperity of Hong Kong? Did something happen to them?” Li Kuiyong took the initiative to speak.

Peng Yunliang nodded: "It's those two. They were detained by the Sun Yee On triad in Tsim Sha Tsui."

Wang Yan asked with a smile, "Is the person alright?"

"It's alright." Peng Yunliang admired Wang Yan's focus. Being unfamiliar with the place, he only asked if his own people were alright, not how the incident happened.

He offered his explanation, "They probably mistook them for mainlanders who had illegally immigrated. Gangs love to scam people like that. I don't think Zhong Yuemin is the type to take it lying down. He probably took action after realizing he'd been tricked. How could we possibly beat them on their turf? If we were caught, it would undermine the Peng family's reputation, so they called us."

"What's the deal with this Sun Yee On?" Wang Yan seemed confused.

"They were the defeated soldiers from back then. He was a major general under Dai Li, named Xiang Qian. He planted his seed here to cause sabotage and look for an opportunity to counterattack the mainland. He didn't accomplish anything over the years, but he really became a gangster. He did everything from murder and arson to gambling, loan sharking, smuggling, and drugs. He did nothing good. Xiang Qian went back to Taiwan, and now his son Xiang Yan is in charge of the Sun Yee On triad."

Wang Yan nodded, then asked, "Do you know where this Xiang Yan lives?"

Peng Yunliang snapped to attention: "Mr. Wang, don't cause trouble. The Sun Yee On is not to be trifled with; they have over a hundred thousand members. They also have branches in the pink-collar area. This is no small matter. Here's what we'll do: I'll go to Tsim Sha Tsui to bring them back, and then we'll make them pay some compensation. That'll be the end of it. Mr. Wang, peace brings wealth."

He knew Wang Yan was ruthless, even more so than the Red Pole (a notorious gang of thugs). He also knew that to Wang Yan, the Sun Yee On triad was nothing. After all, Wang Yan dared to break people's legs even in Beijing, let alone a bunch of defeated soldiers.

But that's not how it works. This is Hong Kong Island, not Wang Yan's territory...

“Peng Sheng, you can’t do business like this. Look how scared you are.” Wang Yan shook his head and sighed softly. “You should know that monopolistic businesses are the most profitable. If you really filled Hong Kong and Macau with herbal tea packets, you would earn no less than they do selling drugs. Not only is the money clean, but you also have status and position. You are a legitimate and well-known water piper.”

Achieving stable development isn't easy. Hong Kong Island is too small; if you earn more, they earn less. Seeing you get rich means they're losing money.

“It’s different, Mr. Wong. When we in the New Territories unite, we’re not afraid of any foreigners! The herbal tea business can make us even more united!”

“Alright, I understand you don’t want to cause trouble.” Wang Yan nodded with a smile. “Send someone to drive us there. I’ll go and meet them and see what these defeated soldiers are capable of.”

"Wang Sheng..."

Under Wang Yan's indifferent gaze, Peng Yunliang remained silent. "I'll make the arrangements."

"Thank you."

Wang Yan smiled and nodded...

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