money player

"Anieha, I'm Moses Lowell, from America."

"Annieha Seyo, I'm Jin Zerong, I came from Hong Kong."

Daegu, East Asia Chamber of Commerce, two people who had just arrived in Korea greeted each other.

"Jin Zerong, what do you do?"

"I'm a gunpowder master, what about you?"

“Before coming here, I had been working in textile factories in the United States.”

“Why are you so fluent in Korean?”

“My mother is North Korean.”

In the office upstairs.

Kong Lingxian was reading a long letter, a very long letter, with dozens of pages of stationery. It was written to her by the big boss and the content was about the next development ideas of the East Asia Chamber of Commerce.

On a larger scale, the Korea East Asia Chamber of Commerce will separate from the Dongyang East Asia Trading Company and develop as a local Korean enterprise.

In terms of organizational structure, the East Asia Chamber of Commerce is developing in the direction of groupization and gradual diversification. In the near future, it will establish four subsidiaries. The existing business will be incorporated into East Asia Trade, and East Asia Chemical, East Asia Textile, and Korea Explosives Co., Ltd. (Hanhuo) will be established.

Although the word "chemical" is in the name of East Asia Chemical, its main business in the next few years will be importing fertilizers.

The war caused damage to South Korea's farmland, shortage of farm tools, a sharp drop in food production, the rural economy was on the verge of collapse, and there was a severe shortage of means of production such as fertilizers.

South Korea does not have its own fertilizer plants and relies on imports for everything. Not to mention the war, Syngman Rhee had no time to take care of agriculture. Even if he wanted to, he was unable to do so. No matter how much foreign exchange he had, he could not use it to import fertilizers. The country could only rely on private businessmen to buy fertilizers from small wholesalers in Hong Kong and Singapore like ants moving their homes.

The world's fertilizer production is currently insufficient, and apart from political factors, it is in a seller's market era. The price for Korean businessmen to purchase fertilizers is already expensive, and if you add some profit, the price will be even more expensive.

The land in South Korea is barren. Farmers have been over-demanding land in order to cope with heavy taxes and levies, and the fertility of the land has been seriously overdrawn. If they don't fertilize the land, they will suffer.

South Korea is still at the stage of solving the problem of food and clothing. Environmental protection, nutrition and soil ecological balance are all bullshit. Farmers only know that they can produce more grain using chemical fertilizers than organic fertilizers, and they have to grit their teeth and use chemical fertilizers no matter how expensive they are. This ensures that South Korea has a vast market for chemical fertilizers.

Although the United States provided fertilizer aid to South Korea through the United Nations Forces and the Economic Cooperation Agency, and distributed it at cost price or free of charge, the quantity was limited and human nature was also involved.

It was as if no one had less than 500,000 yuan. The head of the village recorded in his notebook how much fertilizer each person had received, in black and white, with the farmers' fingerprints on it. But if you took any farmer away and tortured him, he would never admit to having received fertilizer even if he was beaten to death.

Of course, there are definitely some who are not so stubborn. After a few more whippings, they will confess that they have eaten up the fertilizer, 800,000 tons, which was eaten up in two meals.

In short, as long as the fertilizers are transported to South Korea, there is no problem selling them. Selling is not the difficult part, the difficult part is finding the goods and how to divide the spoils. The difficult part is how to convert the Korean won into land or foreign exchange.

It goes without saying that Dong-A Textile is engaged in the textile business. When the cannons sounded, the little foundation left by the Japanese devils near Seoul was almost destroyed. The relatively large textile company, Sunkyung Fabric, was hit by several shells. It was said that a young man named Choi Jong-gun was rebuilding the factory with his employees.

This guy is good, maybe he can build a conglomerate in the future.

The current status of South Korea's textile industry is almost non-existent. Even the military's uniform fabrics have to rely on the help of the United States, not to mention the civilian sector. Silk cloth has long become hard currency and is more useful than the Korean won.

Now is a good time to develop the textile industry in South Korea. Starting with weaving, you can expand into clothing manufacturing and establish a clothing brand. Then, use the clothing brand to leverage the department store industry, make use of the accumulated land, cross over into the real estate industry, and create the Seoul CBD business district.

Sin Yaowen did not mention real estate in the letter. When it came to brands, he simply specified the brand name "Silla Kingdom", abbreviated as SK, and ended the letter.

The establishment of Hanhuo was purely a coincidence. Last time, Arrowood Charlotte mentioned that the South Korean government was interested in selling the Korean Explosives Corporation, which was owned by the Japanese devils. The price was not expensive, and it was just the right price to lay out the post-war infrastructure. South Korea has many mountains, and infrastructure cannot be built without industrial explosives. This business alone can make a living, not to mention that it can also step into the arms industry.

South Korea still has some military talents. No matter where Hanhuo goes in the future, as long as it grows bigger, it will definitely be supervised by the South Korean government and will also be supported. At that time, the technology will belong to Hanhuo and the Xian family will have one share.

Kong Lingxian saw the end of the letter. The last vertical character was in red and the text was changed to Hangul. Lingxian, you are Korean, remember this. Burn it after reading!
“I’m Korean…”

Kong Lingxian put down the letter, looked out the window and chewed it carefully.

She felt very comfortable staying in Daegu, with fine clothes and delicious food, a strong backer, and she chatted and laughed happily with important South Korean military and political officials. Business was very easy for her, as she had scarce materials and no worries about selling them. She also made friends with many business people.

If she were asked to leave Korea now, she would definitely not be willing to do so. However, she had never thought about considering herself a Korean and completely integrating into this country.

It is understandable that the big boss wants her to settle down in Korea, but emotionally she cannot accept it all at once and she needs an adaptation process.

He picked up the silver matchbox, took out a match, struck it, lit a cigarette, threw the remaining fire into the brazier that he hooked out from under the table, copied a piece of letter paper and put it to the fire, watching it burn.

One by one, burning, crushing the ashes with tongs.

He smoked one cigarette after another, thinking about the boss's intention in sending these two people over.

The first person sent to Korea, Kim Young-soo, died. The second person, Kang Dong-soo, was sidelined by his second brother. Then she was supported and took over his business. Although she and his second brother were doing their own things and had nothing to do with each other, there was still a hint of mutual control.

"These two people probably didn't come here just to assist me."

If Xian Yaowen could hear Kong Lingxian's inner voice, he would definitely say "you're too suspicious". South Korea is different from other places. Its military sovereignty is controlled by the US military. There is no need to put a tight ring on Kong Lingxian's head. Even if she jumps around, she can't fly out of the Five Finger Mountain.

The people sent secretly were mainly for protection and supplemented by surveillance. The people sent openly did not have any secret missions at all. They were all candidates selected by HK Consulting. He had never even met Jin Zerong.

In the hotel.

Lin Wanzhen suggested going to the military dependents' village to ask a group of dependents to help investigate the land. Xian Yaowen did not question it and just asked her to do it as soon as possible.

When a person from another province goes to ask questions at the land of a native, being splashed with gold juice is considered the least of his punishment. It is not surprising to be hit on the head with a hoe. Being beaten is a good thing, and it is even better to have a few people die. He can personally feel the depth of the resentment between the natives and the people from other provinces.

After Lin Wanzhen left, Wang Zhaoyun continued his service by cleaning his ears and giving Xian Yaowen a head massage.

"Takano-kun, I made breakfast for you. Would you like to bring it over now?"

"rice?"

"Hay."

"No, I don't like rice for breakfast." Xian Yaowen looked up at Wang Chaoyun and said, "You get into the role a little too fast."

Wang Chaoyun pretended not to know and chuckled, "What role?"

"Since you don't know, let's not talk about this." Xian Yaowen pushed Wang Chaoyun's hand away, "Wait for my wife to come back and tell her that I'm going to have breakfast. If the guests come early, I'll entertain them."

"Hay."

I didn't walk far before I found a mobile vendor at the intersection of Hengyang Road. I ordered soy milk and fried dough sticks, steamed buns with eggs, oyster omelette, and some oden.

Xian Yaowen was unhappy when he saw oden. Some Taiwanese people should already know about oden, which may increase the marketing cost of Rong Shu Zhu in Taiwan.

The business at the stall was good and they needed to share a table, but he didn't try. Instead, he squatted on the curb, drank soy milk from a bowl, and observed the passers-by coming and going.

After a while, a woman passed by under his nose, holding a pack of Kenan cigarettes in each hand.

This is a code word, indicating that there are two people eavesdropping.

Last night, Qi Longque found a bug above the lampshade in the small room. The dust on the lampshade and the bug was very thin, and the hole in the wire was new, which meant that the bug was installed not long ago, just in the past few days.

It is obvious that the bug was installed by Wu Zecheng, and it was most likely not aimed at Wang Chaoyun. If it was aimed at Wang Chaoyun, the bug would have been installed long ago, not too early or too late, but just when Xian checked into the hotel.

We can boldly assume that the bug was targeting Xian. The reason why he was so sure that he could be eavesdropped on in the small room was, needless to say, that Wu Zecheng had his investigation report and had done a personality analysis on him and also on Wang Zhaoyun.

"The analysis shows that we two will definitely fall in love with each other?"

Xian Yaowen drank soy milk and wondered in his heart how Wu Zecheng would "cash in". Wu Zecheng did so many things, he must have something to ask for. According to his situation, the possibility of him seeking wealth is more than 90%, but there are two completely different ways of seeking this wealth: positive and negative.

No matter how you ask, just wait and see.

After breakfast, Xian Yaowen walked into the nearby fruit shop. Just like the grocery stores in Hong Kong, the interior furnishings of fruit shops in Taiwan are similar. The small shop is crammed with a wide variety of goods. There is an abacus on the counter, and there should be a ledger in the drawer, which records the credit purchases of the surrounding neighbors.

Be it a grocery store or a fruit shop, they are all places with human touch, but it is precisely the human touch that becomes its Achilles' heel. It is not easy to talk about human touch in the retail business. Human touch is something that is used for acting. Only by covering a layer of human touch on the outside of a penny-pinching skeleton can the business grow.

After walking around the store for a few minutes and standing outside the store for a while, Xian Yaowen wondered whether the introduction of People's Convenience Store to Taiwan at this time would inspire the Kuomintang government to set up supply and marketing cooperatives.

It's true that if this is really possible, the expansion speed of People's Convenience Store in Taiwan must not be too fast, and the potential for unified purchase and sale should not be too obvious. Before the national government becomes financially well-off, People's Convenience Store should not be too aggressive, maintain peaceful coexistence with grocery stores, and take one step at a time.

When she walked back to the hotel, Fei Baoshu had already returned and Wang Zhaoyun was treating her to tea.

Xian Yaowen sat down next to her, "How's your luck?"

"I drew a hand with all the same suits, and won several times with all the same suits. I also got a big four with a single chicken. My sister had three chickens in her hand, which made me so angry." Fei Baoshu said happily.

"If you can't win after a few rounds, why don't you try a different tune?"

Fei Baoshu shook his head, "I dare not change it. Boss Gu is doing all the same things. Listen to one, four, seven and two and five."

"Wow, you can count cards?"

"It's easy to tell that they're all the same. Boss Gu didn't write a single note."

"Oh." Xian Yaowen glanced at Fei Baoshu's feet and said, "Do you want to change your shoes? We may have to walk a long way today."

Fei Baoshu lifted his feet and said, "It's okay. I put two pairs of soft insoles in them."

"I'd better bring a pair of cloth shoes. They don't take up much space. I can put them in my bag and change them anytime."

"Ah."

After a few words, Xian Yaowen picked up the newspaper, and Fei Baoshu and Wang Zhaoyun continued to talk like women.

At the appointed time, two people came to the hotel. The one in front was a thin middle-aged man in his early forties, with a meticulous 3:7 parting of hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a clean-shaven beard, ears that were higher than his eyebrows, and full facial hair, a good-looking face.

The one behind was younger, probably thirty-three or thirty-four, with a 2:8 split close to his scalp and a pair of eye-catching ears, one of which was not visible from the front, and the other was not very three-dimensional, but rather flat.

From a physiological point of view, this is due to insufficient development of ear cartilage. From the perspective of physiognomy, if the ears are not visible from the front, the person will enjoy a life of wealth and glory. However, this is only true for a pair of couples, and I don't know what to make of the asymmetry.

Xian Yaowen guessed that the former was Li Guoding, but he pretended not to know, glanced at him twice to make observations, and then lowered his head to read the newspaper.

In three seconds, Li Guoding and the other man walked to the sofa, "Mr. Xian."

Xian Yaowen looked up at Li Guoding and said with a smile, "Commissioner Li."

As he spoke, he stood up and extended his right hand to Li Guoding, "Commissioner Li, I'm sorry, I didn't dare to recognize you just now."

Li Guoding held Xian Yaowen's hand and asked, "Why don't you dare to recognize me, Mr. Xian?"

"Because of cognitive bias, Commissioner Li is different from the government officials I am familiar with. I thought you were a university professor just now."

Li Guoding smiled faintly and said, "I am not an official, just a technician. Mr. Xian is different from the businessman I have in mind. He looks noble and bookish. Mr. Xian must be a person who loves reading."

"I don't deserve it, I just like to read some books in my spare time."

Li Guoding gestured to the people around him, "Mr. Xian, let me introduce you to Mr. Wu Huoshi, the owner of Xinguang Trading Company. Mr. Wu owns a cloth shop in Taipei, a weaving factory in Miaoli, and a dyeing and weaving factory in Hsinchu. He has been immersed in the textile industry for many years and is very familiar with the situation of Taiwan's textile industry."

Hearing this, Xian Yaowen's favorable impression of Li Guoding suddenly increased. He stretched out his right hand to Wu Huoshi, "Boss Wu, I am Xian Yaowen from Hong Kong China Garment Co., Ltd."

"Wu Huoshi of Shin Kong Trading Company welcomes Mr. Xian to invest in Taiwan."

"I hope Boss Wu will take care of me."

"I don't deserve it. Boss Xian, you can come to me if you have any problems in the future."

"Thank you."

After the greetings, Li Guoding led a group of people to the outside of the hotel, got in the car and headed for Dadaocheng.

The first stop was the cloth shop in Dadaocheng. Li Kuo-ting let Xian Yaowen see how busy the cloth shop was. The second stop was still in Dadaocheng, where they visited several tailor shops that made suits and cheongsams. Taiwan's current economy is not very good, but there is no shortage of rich people, and there is no shortage of market for expensive clothes. There are many people who can make a dozen shirts for just a few dozen Taiwan dollars.

The third stop was a restaurant. Let’s call it a restaurant, but it was actually just an ordinary restaurant on the street. It was fairly clean, with six or seven tables, and they only served home-cooked dishes.

Li Guoding opened two tables and ordered the same four dishes and one soup. When it came time to pay the bill, Xian Yaowen noticed that it was 26 yuan in total, which was considered a luxury for ordinary people, but a bit shabby for a reception.

The fourth stop was Hsinchu, where we visited Wu Huoshi’s dyeing and weaving factory. We set off in a hurry after lunch.

After walking for two hours, I drank a cup of tea in Wu Huoshi's office, visited the workshop, and returned to Taipei. In the blink of an eye, it was time for dinner.

The car drove directly to the hotel. After getting off the car, Li Guoding exchanged a few pleasantries and invited Xian Yaoming to visit the Student Affairs Office that day, but he left without mentioning any arrangements for dinner.

Wu Huoshi did not leave. He watched the car leave. He said to Xian Yaowen, "Boss Xian, people like Commissioner Li are very rare. They are anomalies in Taiwan. Don't get any illusions."

"Thank you, Mr. Wu, for your guidance." Xian Yaowen clasped his fists.

"Boss Xian, the izakayas in Taipei are very interesting. Shall we go over and have a seat?"

"Please wait for a moment, Mr. Wu. I will take my wife back to her room."

Xian Yaowen and Fei Baoshu returned to the room, and Fei Baoshu immediately helped him undress, "Master, I'll go to my sister's place later."

"Are you coming back tonight?"

"Back."

"I'll pick you up when I'm done there."

"Well. Master, drink less."

"We're going to a pub, so I won't drink too much. Besides, Wu Huoshi probably wants to talk to me about business. Instead of worrying about me drinking too much, you should worry about me bringing back two women."

"I'm not worried about women." Fei Baoshu took off Xian Yaowen's robe, put it aside, and opened the suitcase. "Master, which one do you want to change into?"

"The dark grey one with the vest." Xian Yaowen took off his vest, put on a new one, put on a new shirt, took out the box of cufflinks and handed it to Fei Baoshu, "Blue Sky, White Sun and David Satellite."

Fei Baoshu opened the box, picked out two cufflinks, and while putting them on, he said, "Master, don't you think it's troublesome to put on cufflinks? It would be better to just put on the buttons."

Xian Yaowen put a cuff on his left arm and pulled his sleeve to make it the most comfortable. "I'm used to it. If I had a choice, I wouldn't want to wear a suit shirt. In this weather, a loose linen shirt is the most comfortable."

"Master, you look good in a suit, better than other men." Fei Baoshu buttoned up Xian Yaowen's shirt and took out a matching tie and hung it around his neck.

Xian Yaowen chuckled and said, "In order to look good, the price paid is not small. Haven't you seen me getting up early every day to exercise just to maintain a figure that looks like a clothes rack? An expensive suit is the ticket, and dressing appropriately and elegantly is a more advanced ticket."

"Respect the clothes first, then the person. This is the only way to socialize."

Fei Baoshu tied the tie, put a vest and suit on Xian Yaowen, then opened a box, picked out a tie clip from the dazzling array, and took out a cylinder from the suitcase. When he pulled it, several rolled up belts came into view.

"Yes, wearing a suit will save you a lot of trouble, just like some Western restaurants require customers to wear suits and ties. This is actually screening customers. If you can't afford a suit, you can't expect to be able to spend money in the restaurant, let alone become a regular customer."

Fei Baoshu picked out a belt for Xian Yaowen to wear. "I think the requirements of a western restaurant are unreasonable. Customers wearing long gowns and coats may not be unable to afford it."

As she spoke, she clipped the tie clip on her tie and walked around Xian Yaowen, checking for wrinkles and flaws.

Xian Yaowen twisted his tie to find the most comfortable angle, "Don't just listen half way. No matter how expensive a western meal can be, most people can afford it as long as they are willing to spend the money.

If a restaurant wants to be different and have its own style, it has to be selective with its customers and not just welcome all customers into the restaurant.”

Not finding any problems, Fei Baoshu took a pure white handkerchief, folded it in half into a rectangle suitable for the width of the pocket, and stuffed it into Xian Yaowen's suit pocket, leaving one centimeter of it outside.

"Isn't it better to have more customers when opening a business?"

"With the mindset of making quick money, the more the better. No matter what happens in the future, just hold on to the money first. At worst, if the business goes bankrupt, you can just change the brand and start a new one. It doesn't matter if you ruin the store or even the industry. There are always bright spots in the west. There are many businesses to do in the world. With capital in hand, you can do anything.

If you want your business to last long, you have to make some trade-offs. Chinese businessmen are very bad at making trade-offs, so it’s rare to hear of a Chinese family running a business for three generations.”

Xian Yaowen picked up the wallet on the bed, took out a stack of Taiwan dollars and a few small-denomination U.S. dollars and put them in his pocket, then threw the wallet back on the bed. "I won't bring my wallet. The private room in the izakaya must be tatami, and it's uncomfortable to carry my wallet on my body."

"Well, I'll take it." Fei Baoshu picked up the wallet and said, "Master, do you want to buy some shares?"

Xian Yaowen smiled faintly and said, "Just give me half of yesterday's profit, and I'll take the share."

"Not good." Fei Baoshu shook his head, "Yesterday's can't be divided, my luck will be divided."

"You gamblers have so many tricks up your sleeve." Xian Yaowen leaned over and kissed Fei Baoshu on the cheek. "I'm leaving now. We'll talk again when I come back tonight."

"Ah."

When he came downstairs and saw Wu Huoshi waiting by the car, Xian Yaowen apologized, "Boss Wu, I'm sorry, I've kept you waiting for so long."

"It doesn't matter." Wu Huoshi waved his hand. "Boss Xian looks more stylish in a suit than in a robe. I can't do that. I don't look like a prince even if I put on a dragon robe."

The two chatted as they got into the car. When the car drove out, Wu Huoshi started talking seriously, "Boss Xian, did you come to Taiwan just to take a look, or did you already have the idea of ​​investing?"

"To be honest with you, Boss Wu, I actually had the idea of ​​investing in Taiwan before I came here. I came here to investigate to verify whether my idea is feasible. What I have seen and heard in the past two days has further strengthened my idea. If I don't find any problems that will make me back down after a few more days of investigation, I will probably start project preparations."

Wu Huoshi clasped his fists and said, "Boss Xian has been so frank with me, I can't hide anything from him. In fact, I have heard of Boss Xian's name a long time ago. I happened to hear from the Production Management Committee that Boss Xian was coming to inspect. I asked Commissioner Li to arrange for Boss Xian to come to Xinguang for an inspection, just to meet Boss Xian."

"Boss Wu wants to expand into the Hong Kong market?"

"I have this idea, but I also want to discuss cooperation with Mr. Xian. I admire Mr. Xian for developing China Garment to its current scale in less than a year."

"I make clothes, and Boss Wu does weaving and dyeing. There is a natural basis for cooperation between us. We can discuss the details some other day."

Wu Huoshi did not respond to the question of cooperation, but instead asked, "Does Mr. Xian plan to build a branch of the Chunghwa Garment Factory in Taiwan?"

"We have this plan. China Garment has received orders from the US military and several long-term large orders from the US. Our production capacity is close to saturation. I went to the UK and France a few days ago. I believe there will be some new orders in the near future. Even if we don't build a branch factory in Taiwan, we will build branches in other places."

The current wage level in the U.S. textile industry is at a medium-low level among manufacturing industries, ranging from approximately $1.2 to $1.8 per hour. Taking an average, the monthly salary is around $240. According to the current tax and welfare situation in the United States, a worker with a monthly salary of $240, if he finds the best accountant to do his accounting, the actual expenditure will be multiplied by 1.24, which is $297.6.

The work efficiency of an American garment worker is only 0.45 of that of a Hong Kong garment worker. Although Xian Yaowen has given the female workers quite good benefits, the actual expenditure of China Garment is only equivalent to 1.19 of the salary, fluctuating around 145 Hong Kong dollars on average.

This means that to produce the same quantity and quality of clothes, Hong Kong garment workers only spend 1/26 of their American counterparts. This difference can completely cover transportation costs, tariffs, and price wars.

Although Xian Yaowen's original intention of establishing China Garment was to operate a brand, he has to admit that the exchange rate difference is beautiful and the difference in the definition of people is also beautiful.

After receiving the first American order, orders came in continuously, especially after we opened up new channels and developed "clothing parts". We began to accept "parts" OEM orders from American garment factories, and the business became unstoppable.

A piece of clothing is disassembled into several parts, and China Garment only produces these parts. The final splicing is done by American garment factories. On the one hand, tariff expenses are reduced, and on the other hand, the American garment factories can avoid breach of contract and reduce costs, and the profit is several times that of the past. Both parties keep it secret to the outside world to maintain a win-win situation.

Tseng Pei-pei got several orders of this kind before returning to Hong Kong, and Xian Yaowen signed a few more orders when he was in New York. China Garment Manufacturing is currently operating at close to full capacity and has begun to implement a system to limit overtime hours.

There is too much work to do and it can never be finished. The factory implements a piece-rate wage system, and Xian Yaowen is not so cruel as to "reduce wages while female workers' efficiency has increased." He is not a man of integrity in name only, but he has morals in his heart. He does not think that too high wages are detrimental to the struggle of female workers. Not long ago, he increased wages instead. Although the amount is insignificant, it made the female workers cry out even more, and they only regret that their parents did not give them a few more hands. It is impossible for them to go off work and they will never leave unless the line leader drives them away.

Although the female workers started to work very hard, the actual production capacity still held back the MLM company. China Garment Manufacturing could not recruit workers freely in Hong Kong. Not only would the original plan for female workers be disrupted, but it would also be difficult to explain to its competitors and they would easily become the target of public criticism.

For this reason, Jin Mantang in Singapore expanded its garment production line beyond shirts, recruited a large number of female workers, and planned to open branches in Malaya, the Philippines and Indonesia in sequence.

On the Taiwan side, a larger and more independent branch will be established, both for the cheaper labor here and to sell well to the government. The branch's ability to earn foreign exchange will be very strong. If the government can agree to give preferential treatment in terms of exchange rates and not play tricks with artificial price differences, the branch can become a major foreign exchange earner in Taiwan.

Hearing this, Wu Huoshi was a little jealous. "Boss Xian, have you ever considered finding a shareholder for this branch? After all, you are from Hong Kong, and it would be much more convenient to have a Taiwanese partner."

Xian Yaowen smiled faintly and said, "China Garment has no shortage of orders and no shortage of funds in its account. It seems that there is no need to add new shareholders, unless the new shareholders can bring something new."

"There must be something new." Wu Huoshi paused, "We are almost there. Boss Xian, today we will only talk about romance. We can discuss it in detail another day."

"it is good."

Soon, the two arrived at the pub.

Led by the female general, they came to a room and knelt in front of the desk. Wu Huoshi waved his hand and asked the female general to pat her hand. After a while, four women in cheongsam entered the room. Without further instructions, they sat in groups of two on both sides of Xian Yaowen and Wu Huoshi.

The woman on Xian Yaowen's left seemed to have rickets. As soon as she sat down, she leaned against him, her chest against his back, her head resting on his shoulder, and one hand wrapped around his shoulder joint, stroking it gently.

He glanced at the woman's thigh, put his hand on the exposed section of thigh, stroked it twice, patted it lightly, and then withdrew his hand.

He's such a veteran that his legs are almost callused.

Tried another one, it was only slightly better, just one step away from being as good as the old fashioned one.

With Wu Huoshi around, it was inconvenient to ask her questions, but he didn't want to indulge in this gentle environment. In order to have a better time later, he chose to flirt.

Hong Kong.

Tseng Peipei sat in the study, holding a fax from Quan Xu, reporting that he had raised $50 from Carlo Gambino and $150 million from Russell Bufalino.

加上米歇尔的200万美元、芭芭拉·赫顿的100万美元、黛丽尤的20万美元，500万美元的目标已经超出20万美元。

She also contacted Sam Giancana in Chicago, and if she still needed funds, she could always contact him for fundraising.

Gambino's letter of credit was issued from a bank in Rome, Russell's from Washington, Barbara Hutton's from New York, Deleuze's from Paris, and Michel's from London. These place names are quite impressive, but they can guarantee the safety of funds to a certain extent.

There were several financings, Barbara Hutton's had special purposes, and Russell's also had special purposes.

Of the $150 million, only $50 belonged to the Bufalino family, and the remaining $100 million was borrowed from the pension fund of the International Brotherhood of Teamsters. This big golden rooster opened a gap and laid the groundwork for future borrowings in the amount of hundreds of millions of dollars.

Putting down the fax, Cen Peipei took a moment to admire her master's ability to find money. Wherever there was a chicken, the master would look there and use all sorts of tricks to borrow it to make it lay some golden eggs. (End of this chapter)