money player

Chapter 43 Partner
Although Lin Xingliang was worried that what Xian Yaowen was going to do was beyond his ability, after weighing it, the mentality of seeking wealth and danger prevailed.

He said: "Mr. Xian spent money."

"It goes without saying that it's a waste, but I'm asking for your help. We'll meet at the gate of Yingjing at six o'clock."

"Okay, I'll be there early."

Xian Yaowen glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "I'm not in a hurry today. Can you help me make some ideas for pairing something I haven't tried before?"

"Ok."

Lin Xingliang agreed and went to the kitchen to place an order for Xian Yaowen.

Xian Yaowen spread out the "Red and Green Daily" he bought on the road and searched for news about radio stars.

Especially the news about Li Wo, he read it very carefully.

Although the factory has not yet been built, he has already focused his thinking on product promotion. As long as the products produced cannot be sold, it will be useless no matter how well the other links are done.

Embedding salty and wet articles is a way, and advertising on radio is also a way. In the current situation where spokespersons have not yet understood how to play, finding celebrity spokespersons is an even better way.

Li Wo is very famous. When he was still in Yangcheng two years ago, Xian Yaowen had heard his stories about the provincial capital. At a time when other storytellers were always focusing on ancient stories such as the Three Kingdoms, the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and the Seven Heroes and Five Righteousnesses. , Li Wo created a new genre of storytelling, which tells stories about the environment in which the audience lives.

It is said that in the entire streets and alleys of Yangcheng, he was the only radio voice in the afternoon. Riding a bicycle through the alleys, one could continuously listen to the stories he told.

He is a super star in the Cantonese circle. When he was in Guangzhou, he could get 720 yuan of advertising revenue every day. He had a good income and lived a luxurious life. He settled in both Hong Kong and Guangzhou. When he lived in Hong Kong, he often visited for days. Those who are flying will go to Suigang to have afternoon tea, and after drinking, those who are flying will return to Hong Kong.

From the current perspective, Li Wo is a handsome guy who looks very stylish in a suit and tie. In addition, his talents and life are talked about by everyone. If Good Luck Comes Shirts finds him to endorse, he will definitely cause a sensation in the Cantonese circle. , it is very promising to sell well in Hong Kong, Macau, Yangcheng and surrounding areas.

Just analyzing the key words extracted from the gossip news in the newspaper, Li and I are most likely a very smart person, and it is probably impossible not to bleed heavily.

It doesn't matter if the share is higher, as long as the effect is good.

Xian Yaowen thought that once the cooperation with Li Wo was successful, he would immediately fly abroad to find movie stars and political stars to endorse him. At this time, there were several political stars who he hoped to negotiate with.

Thinking about the scene of the product being sold well, he was brought back to the present moment by the smell of food. He read the newspaper and savored it carefully. After eating, he had a cigar, drank tea and passed the time until half past six, stuck. The dot appears at the intersection of Retiro Gardens.

Seven o'clock is the golden time for picking up passengers. The area around Seven Sisters is illuminated as brightly as day by street lights and car lights. Cars and rickshaws block the road. Two groups of waiters wearing vests and bow ties clearly direct the traffic. From time to time both sides would glare at each other.

It was too slow to wait for guidance. Xian Yaowen got off the rickshaw at the intersection and walked towards the entrance of Lichi Garden. Qi Longque walked in front of him to help him block the pleasure seekers who might bump into him.

Passing by a car, William Chen poked his head out of the car window, "Xian, you go in first, I'll park the car and look for Xian."

"I'll wait for you at the door."

Xian Yaowen replied, walked quickly into the gate of Lichi Garden, and came to the main entrance hall.

Retiro Garden provides a wide range of leisure and entertainment projects, including nightclubs, dance halls, swimming pools, swimming sheds, golf, Chinese and Western restaurants, chess and card rooms, and more. Except for the newly opened Dexing Pavilion, you need to go through the main entrance hall to go to every entertainment venue. , here is the center.

Xian Yaowen, who had never set foot in the nightclub before, quickly understood the hall with the help of the words and photos in the newspaper. Then he came to the aisle leading to the nightclub, reached into his inner pocket and felt a wad of banknotes in his hand. He didn't even know how to count them. Photographed in the hands of a nightclub waiter.

"Get me a middle seat."

The waiter looked at the money in his hand with a smile on his face, "What do you call me sir?"

Qi Longque said with arrogance: "Thirteenth Young Master."

"Thirteenth Young Master, please come with me. I will take you to the middle seat."

"You arrange a seat first, I have to wait for someone." Xian Yaowen waved his hand impatiently.

"Yes Yes Yes."

The waiter could tell by pinching the thickness of the bill that it was fifty or sixty, and here comes another generous prodigal son. Take good care of him, and tips will be indispensable in the future.

If he could hear the waiter's voice, Xian Yaowen would warmly remind him that there are only five, not six. The money in his pocket has been carefully arranged, separated into piles and piles. There is no need to take them out to count. He knows how to take them out as soon as he touches them. How much will it be.

The joint defense team has no surplus food, so every penny must be calculated and spent.

After waiting in the lobby for about ten minutes, William Chen arrived belatedly. When he saw Xian Yaowen waiting, he felt a little better.

"Xian, why don't you wait inside?"

"Chen Dazhuang is my distinguished guest, so you should wait here." Xian Yaowen said, instead of making the usual invitation gesture, he put his arm around William Chen's shoulder and put his palms around the other arm, hugging him like a brother. William Chen walked towards the aisle of the nightclub.

William Chen was a little surprised and uncomfortable by Xian Yaowen's move, but he didn't make any move and was just taken away.

As soon as the two of them arrived at the door of the nightclub, the waiter from before greeted them.

"Thirteenth Young Master, Mr. Chen, please follow me." The waiter opened the door of the nightclub and led the way.

Xian Yaowen and the other two followed them through the door and arrived inside the nightclub. They saw the luxurious stage right in front of them. Of course, the word luxury was a joke to Xian Yaowen. Given the level of technology here, the lighting effects could not be created, and they were unwilling to spend a lot of money. It can only be decorated with some sequins, which looks a bit earthy.

At this time, in the center of the stage, a young singer wearing a cheongsam sang "Song Girl from the End of the World" accompanied by a group of dancers. If you listen carefully, it is still a Shanghainese version of Yue Opera.

There are dance floors on both sides of the stage, with more than a dozen couples of men and women dancing to the songs on each side.

Opposite the stage are some sofa seats, most of which are occupied by guests and accompanying dancers. From time to time, waiters in vests shuttle between the teahouses with trays, delivering foreign wine or beer ordered by the guests.

After scanning the entire nightclub, Xian Yaowen returned his gaze to the singer in the center of the stage. There was no one else but an acquaintance, Temple.

"Not to mention, Deng Bo'er, a girl who speaks the vernacular, is quite good at singing in Shanghainese. No wonder someone would make such a big deal." Xian Yaowen saw ten waiters on the edge of the stage walking towards the stage holding flower baskets in their hands. I couldn't help but murmur in my heart.

It was written in the newspaper that the flower baskets at the Retiro Garden Nightclub cost 100 yuan each, and ten of them were sold at once. Refugees in Shek Kip Mei may not be able to earn this amount in a year.

"what?"

When Temple on the stage saw the flower basket being carried on stage, he did not show any joy on his face. Instead, he glanced in one direction in a panic, and the words he hummed began to fall out of tune.

He was led to a seat by the waiter with suspicion. As soon as he sat down, William Chen said to him: "Xian, there is a good show to watch."

"How to say?"

From a different angle, Xian Yaowen could already see the rich man paying her rent sitting in the direction where Temple glanced just now. His face was a little ugly. It was obvious that the flower basket was not sent by him. "The singer on the stage is named Deng Bo'er." William Chen raised his hand and pointed to the sofa seat where the rich man was sitting on the edge of the stage. "That person's name is Zhou Xiaohuan, the leader of Uncle Deng Bo'er's troupe, the guest here. Most people know that the two have a male-female relationship."

Uncle, brother-in-law, literally translated as uncle, is the singer's brother-in-law, who protects the singer as a sister. To put it bluntly, Jiusao Tuan is similar to a fan club or fan club, except that each member is a top brother who has received gifts, and the leader is even more so. When singers want to compete with other singers, the leader You have the obligation to attend the carnival to save face for the singers, otherwise, you won’t be able to take the position of group leader.

The term uncle is a joking name in the newspaper. This word does not have any derogatory meaning. On the contrary, if you can become a member of the uncle group of a popular singer, you will definitely be envied by others.

"So, except Zhou Xiaohuan, no one can send flower baskets to Deng Bo'er?"

"Of course not. 40% of the income from the flower basket belongs to the singer. The more you send, the higher the income of the singer." William Chen pointed to another sofa seat, "That person's name is Chen Zhenan, uncle Zhou Bingmei." The leaders of the regiment, Zhou Bingmei and Deng Boer, don’t deal with it, and Zhou Bingmei hates the name Deng Boer.”

William Chen used accent on the word combination of "this name".

"why?"

Xian Yaowen was a little confused. It was normal for colleagues to fall in love with each other, but why they even hated their names.

William Chen was surprised: "You actually don't know the name Temple?"

"Temple is my lodger."

"Ha..." William Chen chuckled and said, "Xian, I can now confirm that you have never been to Lichi Garden before."

"Why do you say that?"

William Chen did not show off and explained directly: "The third Miss Hong Kong election was held here the year before last year. The Miss Hong Kong of that year was named Sima Yin, but she participated in the election under the name of Deng Bo'er.

At that time, there was a controversy over the unofficial selection. Some unsuccessful contestants claimed that Sima Yin bought votes and threw them into the ballot box. Some even said that Sima Yin was the 'consort' of Li Caifa, the organizer of the election at that time. "

William Chen directly used the Cantonese pronunciation of the word "Qi Nu".

"so?"

"Zhou Bingmei also participated in that election, and her rating was only a little lower than Sima Yin." William Chen shrugged.

Xian Yaowen pretended to be suddenly enlightened, "So that's the case. It's understandable that the godfather should take care of his adopted daughter."

William Chen glared at Xian Yaowen with an idiot look, "Xian, deceitful scales are detested by the Lord, and fair weights are pleasing to him. I don't believe you don't know that the word "deed" means "Fuck."

“If you remove from your midst the heavy yoke and the accusing finger and evil speaking, and if your heart has mercy on the hungry and satisfies the needy, your light will be found in the darkness, and you The darkness will become like noon." Xian Yaowen crossed himself and said: "Lord, please save this lost lamb."

"Xian, it's not a good idea to pray to the Lord in a nightclub."

“God is broad…”

Before Xian Yaowen could finish his words, six or seven young men dressed as rich men stood up on the sofa where Zhou Xiaohuan was sitting. The young man closest to Zhou Xiaohuan pointed in the direction of Chen Zhenan and cursed rudely: "Chen Zhenan, You fried grouper actually dares to tease Temple, do you want to die?"

[Dry fried grouper, from Chaozhou dialect, is used to describe clients who are fooled by prostitutes. Usually they will make things difficult for clients who are waiting for "getting on" in the room, making them wait in vain on the chair or bed, and they are tossing and turning pitifully. It’s no different than frying fish in the kitchen. Appeared in the movie "Rouge Button". ]
The young man's curse instantly caused a stir. The guests present all looked at the group of them, with expressions on their faces that looked forward to a good show.

There are all kinds of guests here, including Chinese officials, Chinese detectives, wealthy Chinese businessmen, corporate bosses, and foreigners. These people have two things in common: none of them are poor, and none of them are easy to get along with.

Xian Yaowen saw that the young man's face was flushed, and he had clearly drunk a lot. Looking at his position, he could tell that either Zhou Xiaohuan was a bastard, or that he needed to flatter the other person. He drank too much and was able to remain clear-headed and point the finger at one person without expanding the area of ​​attack. Needless to say, , a wise man.

A young man on Chen Zhenan's side also stood up, pointed at the young man before him and said, "Song Zhirong, you Xi Mark, if you have the guts, come over and see if I can kill you."

[There is a word called Wen Ling, which means that a prostitute is obsessed with love and spends money and thoughts to please her favorite actor (Ling). Xi Mark is used to describe a gentle prostitute who is willing to be pressed on like a mat, and later generally refers to a person who is despicable. These words all come from the brothels in Shek Tong Tsui and have the same origin. ]
"If you dare, come here."

"..."

The two exchanged a few words of curses back and forth, and then the main character came on stage.

Chen Zhenan stood up, took the cigarette out of his mouth, and said to Zhou Xiaohuan: "Master Huan, you are so small. I can't even send a few flower baskets to Miss Deng? What? Are you afraid that I will rob you, Master Huan?" Uncle Temple’s limelight as the leader of the Youth League?”

Zhou Xiaohuan also stood up and said: "Of course I welcome Mr. An's willingness to support Bobo with such a generous gesture, but there are some things that I don't need to say explicitly. Mr. An also understands in his heart that it's better for us to live in peace and harmony."

Chen Zhen'an replied calmly: "Master Huan, you and I both consider ourselves to be romantic figures. Why don't we be more free and easy, learn from Su Dongpo, and be a generous person."

"Ouch!"

Xian Yaowen, the melon-eater, took a breath. This Chen Zhenan was really good at speaking. Su Dongpo was famous for being unsympathetic and unrighteous. He wrote one thing and another, wrote the most affectionate poems, and randomly gave concubines to concubines. , even though she was already pregnant with Liujia, she just gave it away.

There are records in unofficial history that both Liang Shicheng and Sun Zhan claimed that they were the offspring of Su Dongpo's concubine, and they might be Su Dongpo's seed.

The meaning of Chen Zhenan's words was very obvious. Deng Bo'er was just a canary raised by Zhou Xiaohuan, so why should he be so stingy.

Zhou Xiaohuan stared at Chen Zhenan's face for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled and said: "Then let me thank Mr. An for the support of Bobo, and let's sit down and have a drink together?"

Chen Zhenan didn't reply and walked directly towards Zhou Xiaohuan, followed by seven or eight young people behind him.

Seeing how things developed, Xian Yaowen withdrew his gaze and asked William Chen, "William, do you know what kind of business Zhou Xiaohuan and Chen Zhenan's family run?"

"Zhou Xiaohuan is the young owner of Changjiang Cloth Industry, and his father is Zhou Maochen. Chen Zhenan's father has died. He inherited the family's Longxi Brothers Weaving Factory, which mainly produces Longzhu brand clothing. The Chen family used to have a good relationship with the Zhou family, and Chen Zhenan The family is the Zhou family’s biggest customer.”

"Interesting, really interesting." Xian Yaowen smiled intriguingly, "William, it's absolutely right for me to say that you are a Hong Kong expert. Is there anything about Hong Kong that you don't know?"

William Chen replied with an equally intriguing sentence, "Every businessman is a potential client of William Chen Law Firm."

"Being a customer is not enough. Only strategic partners are the most reliable and can bring the greatest benefits." Xian Yaowen put his eyes softly on William Chen's eyes, "William, I am a person who is very willing to share. , forget what happened that day, we can try to be partners."

"Partner?" William Chen thought for a while and said, "Xian, let's first tell you why you are looking for me today."

"I need a list of all companies in the textile industry in Hong Kong. If possible, it would be best to have a list of companies in all industries. I said, I want to be a partner with you, so in addition to cash, my reward will also be long-term. Dividends, even shares, everything is negotiable.”

After another long exam, William Chen said: "The two lists require the same effort and cost. I can help you get them."

"Thank you."

Xian Yaowen stretched out his right hand.

William Chen also extended his right hand, "You're welcome, I need a partner too."

(End of this chapter)