money player

Yin Zhongrong was one of the few officials in the national government who truly understood economics. He held several positions. In addition to being in charge of the business of the Central Trust Bureau, he also served as the deputy chairman of the Taiwan Production Enterprise Management Committee (TPMC), responsible for industrial revitalization and external procurement. He was one of the main officials in charge of finance and foreign trade.

At this time, he was in the office of the Production Management Committee, calling Li Guoding, the full-time committee member and general industry group leader whom he promoted.

"Guoding, it's me."

"Sir, what do you want me to do?" Li Guoding said respectfully on the other end of the phone.

Li Guoding respected Yin Zhongrong so much, not only because Yin Zhongrong was his superior and mentor, but also because he admired Yin Zhongrong's knowledge and character. The rice in the Yin family's rice jar must always be calculated, and if they dared to indulge themselves, they would easily not be able to finish it by the end of the month, and they had to borrow on credit to get by.

"Guo Ding, I'd like to trouble you to go to Hengyang Hotel on Hengyang Road. Xian Yaowen, a capitalist from Hong Kong, is staying there. Please receive him."

"Sir, I'm a technician, not a receptionist. Why would I be asked to do the reception work?"

"Don't be impatient, listen to me." Yin Zhongrong switched the phone to another side, "The Bureau of Secrets sent a document saying that Xian Yaowen is an unusual capitalist. He has businesses in Hong Kong, Japan, Singapore, the United States, Britain, France, and possibly in the Middle East. He is very wealthy.

Not only that, he has good connections with the British and American governments. Lieutenant Colonel Lucas Charlotte of the military advisory group and cement expert Joan Charlotte have connections with him, which may be helpful in obtaining American aid.

When he heard that he could seek American aid, Li Guoding said directly: "Sir, how should I receive you?"

"Xian Yaowen was invited by Lei Zhen to investigate the textile industry. You should take him to visit textile enterprises and don't be stingy with his hospitality. Apart from anything else, as long as Xian Yaowen invests in building a factory in Taiwan, you can earn a large sum of foreign exchange."

"Okay, I'll be there right after I fix the machine failure."

Hong Kong.

At the foot of Tsz Wan Shan, on a 100,000-square-foot plot of land, is the Hong Kong Food Factory of Chan Pei Pei. Although the factory has only been open for a short time, the place has been named "Food Corner" by convention.

Tseng Peipei, wearing a power suit, looked a little ugly.

She was holding the sales report of instant noodles in her hand. The numbers shipped to Kobe were huge, but the local sales figures were appalling. Last week, a total of 500 pieces (20 packs per piece) of goods were shipped out, but the actual sales volume was only 240 pieces, and 130 pieces were consumed in the bar, which means that only 2200 packs were sold in a week.

Among the 2200 packs, nearly 1900 packs were sold through People's Supermarket. People's Supermarket's customers are mainly high-income groups in Hong Kong, which is completely unrelated to Shiye's sales direction.

Instant noodles are positioned as civilian food, and the sales strategy is small profits but quick turnover. Now, at most, we can only sell 1500 packs a month. If you rely on this to make a living, you will have nothing to lose.

Tseng Pei-pei is a little helpless. No matter how low the price of Shiye’s instant noodles is, it cannot compete with pickles and porridge. As long as the price of rice does not rise, it will be very difficult to increase the sales of instant noodles in Hong Kong.

Will rice prices rise?
With questions in mind, Cen Peipei opened a folder, took out a document, and began to study the international rice export situation.

The documents show that China is a major rice exporter, but it mainly exports to the Soviet Union in exchange for industrial products through planned trade, and exchanges grain with Eastern European countries through the mutual assistance trade network of the socialist camp, and can basically be excluded from the international rice trade.

In addition, the major rice exporting countries include Thailand, India, South Vietnam, Myanmar and Pakistan. The international rice price is mainly affected by the export volume of these five countries.

South Vietnam and Myanmar are likely to see production cuts due to the war. Is there a possibility that Thailand, India and Pakistan will see production cuts due to extreme weather at the same time?
If possible, should we consider stockpiling food?

Cen Peipei suddenly realized that it was necessary to master the weather change data in the grain-producing areas. If the occurrence of extreme weather could be predicted in advance, she could make a fortune by hoarding the goods, and this method could be repeated over and over again.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was a good idea. However, she had no idea how to make predictions. She knew too little about agriculture. First, she needed to systematically understand the weather that various crops were afraid of, and then study how to control weather changes.

With a good idea, the haze of instant noodles was dispelled a little. She relaxed and continued to think about the way out for Hong Kong Food. Since there was no way out for instant noodles, she could only think of other ways.

She came to the window and looked at the noodles rolling on the machine below, wondering what product could be produced on the same production line as instant noodles, so that she could create an innovative product without having to add a large number of machines.

Ring ring ring.

The bell for the end of get out of class at Songjiang Primary School rang, and a group of children rushed out of the classroom to the playground, made a sharp turn, and rushed to the newly built building on the right.

"Auntie, auntie, I want a big table."

"Auntie, auntie, I want a big white belly."

"Little brain axe!"

The second branch of Under the Banyan Tree and the first branch of Under the Banyan Tree Primary School are both located in Songjiang Primary School.

Xian Qianzhi, who rushed to the front and bought a big candy, peeled off the candy wrapper, threw the candy into her mouth and sipped it. Her eyes narrowed and the sweetness spread from her mouth to her heart.

The sweetness comes not only from the sugar, but also from the sense of participation. She has contributed a lot to the banyan tree.

"Qianzhi, is Daxiji sweet?" A little girl about the same age as Xian Qianzhi came up to her and stared at her moving lips with burning eyes.

"Sweet." Xian Qianzhi replied sweetly, looking at the doll in the little girl's hand, "Shuyi, are you buying dolls again?"

Shuyi held up the doll like a treasure and showed it to Xian Qianzhi, "This one is different. Isn't it nice?"

Xian Qianzhi nodded, "It looks good."

Shuyi pouted and said, "Mom only gave me two cents, which I used to buy doll paper. I had no money to buy a big table."

"I invite you to eat."

"No." Shuyi swallowed and said stubbornly, "Mom said I can't eat other people's food."

"I'll treat you to a meal, but don't tell your mother."

Shuyi swallowed again and was about to speak when Sheng Qianzhi dragged her towards the bottle of candies.

Not long.

Two little girls appeared on the playground, holding hands and sipping candies with their eyes narrowed.

Food too.

Cen Peipei, who had no idea what to do, welcomed the guest Gao Yanru.

"Manager Cen, the Zoo series of nougat is selling well. I'm planning to find another OEM factory. I wonder if Shiye is interested?"

Cen Peipei smiled and calmly accepted another gust of northwest wind that came to her door.

There are not many machines needed to make nougat, or even no machines are needed. Personnel can be drawn from the instant noodle assembly line. Although she knows that People's Retail does not leave much profit for the OEM factory, at least it can employ a group of more workers.

The negotiation process was very simple and needless to say. They were all her own businesses and she was also the vice president of People's Retail. It was just a matter of transferring money from one hand to the other, so she could put aside all her negotiation skills.

As soon as the conversation was over, she left Shiye's office and headed for the Yamakino building.

……

Xian Yaowen left as soon as he touched the door, without asking who Wang Zhaoyun's lover was. He had already asked Chen Changtong yesterday and learned that the real owner of Hengyang Hotel was Wu Zecheng. Chen Changtong also gave a basic introduction to Wu Zecheng's situation.

In fact, he knew without the introduction that Qi Weiwen once told him about Wu Zecheng as a joke, saying that this man was one of the top revenue-generating models in the Military Control Commission. He made a fortune himself and fed Zheng Jieming, the "most honest" person in the Military Control Commission, and Xie Ligong, the current chief of the Hong Kong station of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics.

This grandson of Xie Ligong must be dealt with when the opportunity arises. Xian Yaowen can guess with his toes that some people in Taiwan have an investigation report on him submitted by this grandson on their desks, but he doesn't know how in-depth the investigation is.

Wang Zhaoyun felt the remaining warmth on the back of his hand, calmed down and said, "What kind of books does Mr. Xian like to read?"

"I have run a newspaper, which I have now sold, and I have also run a few magazines and opened a publishing house in the UK. Due to the needs of my work, I read a wide variety of books, almost all kinds of books."

"What kind of magazines are they? I wonder if I've ever had the honor of reading them."

"It's better not to mention the name. It's all for the sake of pickled things. Speaking out will pollute Chie-chan's ears."

Wang Zhaoyun immediately understood what kind of magazine it was and did not ask further, "What kind of books did the British publisher publish? It's not convenient for you to tell me, right?"

"This can be said. The publishing house has obtained the copyrights of many famous writers, such as Lawrence, Orwell, Hayek, etc. It just published Lawrence's Lady Chatterley's Lover not long ago, which is very popular."

"I heard that this book was banned, wasn't it?"

Xian Yaowen chuckled and said, "It has been banned in many countries, so this time we obtained Mrs. Lawrence's consent and changed the title to "You Know, Lover"."

"You understand, lover?"

"That's about it, but the standard translation in my mind is 'You know, lover'."

"Is there a difference?"

"It makes no difference, just like changing the title of the book makes no difference. The publisher has received a warning letter and has immediately removed the book from the shelves and is not allowed to sell it anymore."

"So you won't be able to read this book anymore?"

"Maybe."

In fact, no one at 84 Charing Cross Road received any warning letter. The current British law cannot convict the publication of "You Know, Lover" at all. Even if it is prosecuted, the lawsuit will still have to be fought.

Even if new legal provisions are introduced, the worst that can happen is that they will be discontinued when they are introduced. The law does not have retroactive effect, so we have to continue to skirt the rules.

"I would like to read this book. Could you please give me a copy, Mr. Xian?"

"Of course, I'll also send it to Chie-chan when the Japanese and Chinese versions are released."

"Thank you so much."

The two chatted about "books" all the way, talked about Eileen Chang, and brought up Wang Zhaoyun's experience of studying at the Shanghai Lester Institute of Technology, a school run by the Municipal Council using the inheritance of British tycoon Henry Lester and dominated by the British.

According to Wang Zhaoyun, her grandfather had always been pessimistic about the ultimate victory of the Japanese. He believed that it would be miserable to become a citizen of a defeated country. In order to prepare for a rainy day, he let her learn Chinese early on and send her to Shanghai to study, looking for an opportunity to obtain a Shanghainese identity to prepare for the next step of going to the West.

Wang Zhaoyun did not say why she did not go to the West but returned to Taipei, and Xian Yaowen did not ask.

What's the point of asking? It's still unknown how much truth there is in Wang Chaoyun's words. There must be something behind her staying in Taipei and not returning to Japan. This woman is not as simple as she seems.

After Eileen Chang, they went to Japan and talked about Japanese female writers, then flew to Europe. Jumping around here and there, Xian Yaowen had the illusion that he was being tested, as if Wang Zhaoyun was testing his quality.

After a trip around Europe, I returned to Taiwan to talk about "Are You Here to Shit?" Lin Haiyin, Xie Bingying, and some emerging female writers, and plunged into Xian Yaowen's blind spot of knowledge.

He was very unfamiliar with names like Meng Yao and Guo Lianghui, so he had to listen and sort out a list of Taiwanese female writers in his mind. Damn, he could only name a few and hadn't read any of their works.

The two chatted like this from 9:30 to 11:30. There was no phone call and no one came to see Xian Yaowen. He really wanted to say "Niang Xipi" politely. Even if no one came, there would always be a phone call. He had no hospitality at all.

After ending the chat, Xian Yaowen wrote two notes and gave them to Wang Zhaoyun, then went upstairs to call Fei Baoshu out for dinner.

"Michelle, how do you think it tastes?"

In the private room of Shan Jin Lou, Peipei Tseng and Michelle sat opposite each other and enjoyed hamburgers together.

"The chicken is delicious, but the sandwich is not so good." Michelle put down the hamburger in her hand and said, "So, hamburgers are your next business?"

"Michelle, this is not Hamburger, it's Hamburges, and the last letter is S."

Michelle was slightly stunned and then figured out the reason. "Your goal is big?"

Tseng Pei-pei smiled faintly, "Open all over the world."

"What a big goal." Michelle said unimpressively, "It's a pity that I'm not interested in catering, otherwise I could invest in you."

"Really? I have full confidence in this business."

Michelle spread her hands and said, "I wish you success."

Cen Peipei breathed a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that Michelle would want to invest.

"Michelle, I want to ask you a question."

"what?"

"I want to add the word Hamburges to the Oxford Dictionary. How can I do that?"

Michelle picked up the hamburger and took a bite. "You shouldn't ask me this question. Adam is fully capable of solving it easily."

"Burger is my own business, and I want to solve all the problems myself if I can."

Michelle chuckled and said, “Independent woman?”

"uh-huh."

"Ha." Michelle laughed. "Cen, you have a lot in common with Adam. I think this is what you Chinese call a husband and wife look alike."

"When two people are together for a long time, they will be influenced by each other and their personalities will naturally have similarities."

"I can't understand this question now, maybe I will understand it after I get married for a few years. OK, let me answer your question." Michelle paused and said, "The current edition of the Oxford Dictionary was published in 1933. The language is constantly evolving and the content is outdated.

According to past practice, Oxford Press's update method would be to attach a new supplement or update the original supplement. Either way, it would take about seven to ten years. If something unexpected happens, it could take twenty years. "

Cen Peipei frowned and said, "So, it will take at least seven years?"

"I think under normal circumstances, it would take at least ten years."

"It takes too long. Is there any workaround?"

"You could try to contact Oxford Press and push for a single supplement, which would take a year or two."

“Will the cost be high?”

"It may cost hundreds of thousands of pounds. I suggest you publish a dictionary for primary school students yourself and add any words you want. Oxford Dictionary will wait patiently and may be able to fulfill your request at no cost."

"Why didn't I think of publishing my own dictionary?" said Cen Peipei in annoyance.

"Adam can think of it." Michelle said faintly: "Cen, you should ask Adam's opinion more."

"When I can't think of a solution, I will."

"Okay." Michelle took a sip of the Coke on the table, "What do you want to talk to me about today?"

"The master is in Taiwan."

Michelle asked excitedly, “Is there a good chance?”

“Taiwan dollar exchange rate.”

"Up or down?"

"The specific information has not yet arrived. The master asked me to raise 200 million US dollars."

"Garp?"

"The master said it would be best if it was your personal funds. The principal will be returned, and the profits will remain in Taiwan and be injected into the Prince Enterprise he told you about last time."

Michelle thought for a moment, "What's the profit margin?"

Cen Peipei shook her head, "I don't know yet."

"$200 million is not a problem, but there is a cost, have Adam call me."

"it is good."

Dadaocheng.

Black Beauty Restaurant, English name “All Beauty”.

More than a year ago, Black Beauty was not called Black Beauty, but Wanlihong. This name was taboo, so Hong turned black, and Black Beauty made her debut.

The area of ​​Dadaocheng is comparable to the East and West Gates of Guangzhou. It is a place where wealthy businessmen and celebrities gather, with bright lights and promiscuous people. It was once closely associated with gambling and drugs.

The pronunciation of Black Beauty in Hokkien is roughly "All Beauty". Black is the opposite of red, so the name was chosen with great care. Since the name contains the word "beauty", it would be a pity if it doesn't have some yellow touches.

Black Beauty is not a fake, there are real beauties here, and of course, delicious food is also indispensable.

Xian Yaowen and Fei Baoshu sat at a table with several signature dishes on it. In the middle of the table was a hot pot, a real hot pot, but also a prop. This was a convention.

When having fun in a restaurant, hotpot is a must. If there is a police raid, just pretend that you are eating hotpot with your friends. This is because in times of "national crisis", everyone should be tolerant for the sake of the country and not be too ostentatious.

The hot pot was set, and joy was naturally inevitable. There were three of them, Fei Baoshu and his two girls, and Xian Yaowen and his one girl. As the saying goes here, they are called "nvgei", which is the abbreviation of the Japanese word "nvgei shi", and its original meaning was a waitress, but its meaning is a little more complicated now.

It is said that in the 1930s, Taiwan was in the midst of a free love boom, but was still bound by traditional marriage concepts. Therefore, prostitutes who provided ambiguous interactions, physical contact, and a romantic atmosphere became a major highlight of modern coffee shops, attracting many people to dine in the coffee shops.

Although hostesses provide services to the store owners, their income comes from tips from customers and they have no employment relationship with the store owners. Store owners even often ask hostesses to pay for food and cleaning fees in the store, but hostesses also have the right to change store owners freely.

There is no special educational requirement, and one can earn high tips by relying on one's own social skills and conversation skills, and married women can also take on this role. All these conditions made prostitution a popular emerging industry at that time.

In layman's terms, female escorts are flexible-employment escorts, similar to the delivery men in yellow robes. They can be illiterate or have a PhD and work for themselves. They can work if they want to and lie down if they don't want to. They resolutely refuse to accept exploitation by capitalists.

The woman accompanying Xian Yaowen is a middle-aged woman named Fu Ling. She has a pretty face and a slightly noble air. It is no problem for her to play the role of the young lady of a family with assets worth one million Taiwan dollars.

"Fuling, are you married?"

"The oldest one is fifteen years old."

"It's quite early."

“Mr. Xian is not Taiwanese?”

"No."

“What are you doing in Taiwan?”

"When I was doing business in Wuzhi Mountain, I heard from a friend named Che that Taiwan was full of gold, so I came to take a look."

"Where is Wuzhishan?"

"I can't really explain it. Ask my friend Che."

"Huh?" Fu Ling was confused.

Xian Yaowen stretched out his hand and made a claw shape. "In fact, doing business is fake, and going to jail is real. My friend named Che was sentenced to 500 years, and I was sentenced to 400 years. I was just released not long ago."

Fu Ling was slightly stunned, then burst into laughter, "Mr. Xian's friend is Sun Wukong?"

Xian Yaowen smiled faintly and said, "Yes, I also had a part in stealing the peaches and tearing up the Book of Life and Death." (End of this chapter)