money player

Chapter 668 Widow's Building

After paying tribute to Xian Yaowen, the bar returned to calm and the women's eyes were all on Wang Xiamin, waiting for her to continue speaking.

"A few months ago, Jinji Commercial Bank established a subsidiary, Jinji Tobacco. Half a month ago, the subsidiary Jinji Trade established a subsidiary, Jinhai. Soon, it will establish another subsidiary, Golden Cement.

Due to the lack of connections with large tobacco groups, Golden Season Tobacco has been developing slowly. Ladies, the company needs you to step up and contribute your connections. Please rest assured that the company is not a charity and does not need free donations. The company will reward you for every contribution. "

Unconsciously, Wang Xiamin fell into Xian Yaowen's style, and her speaking style became infinitely close to Xian Yaowen.

"Golden Sea needs to quickly seize the world's tea market, in the major consumer markets for black and green tea, Great Britain, Malaya, Singapore, Morocco, the Soviet Union, Eastern Europe, wherever it is, anything that can provide assistance to the company, please bring it up after I finish my speech."

After a pause, Wang Xiamin continued, “Mr. Wang predicts that Hong Kong’s total cement demand will exceed 26 tons this year and 35 tons next year.

55% of the cement currently on the market in Hong Kong comes from the mainland, with a landed price of HK$40-50 per ton. The grade is very low, and the 28-day compressive strength is less than 20MPa. It can only be used for low-end projects, but businesses can get more favorable prices.

25% comes from Japan, with a landed price of HK$60-70/ton. The grade is higher and the price is moderate. Mr. has already opened up the purchasing channels.

About 10% comes from Thailand, with a landed price of HK$55-65 per ton, of medium and low grades. Due to the limited production of Thai cement and the priority given to the domestic market, the supply is unstable and the price fluctuates greatly.

The rest comes from Great Britain, with a landed price of HK$80-90/ton. It is the best quality cement on the Hong Kong market, but the freight is expensive, accounting for 50% of the cost, and is only used for high-end projects. "

Wang Xiamin looked around at the people in the audience, "Hong Kong's demand for cement will be higher every year. Mr. Wang plans to start with Jinni as a cement agent. When the profits are enough to promote the 20-ton cement plant project in Hong Kong, the funds will be allocated to the project.

Since the cement plant project will take three to four years, in the next four years, Jinni’s accounts will be independent and its profits will not be included in the dividend amount.”

"Fang, does Adam plan to build Jinni's factory independently, or will he introduce external shareholders?" Sophia asked.

"The cement plant project is very expensive and requires the introduction of wet rotary kiln technology. This technology has stable quality and is suitable for large-scale production, but its disadvantage is high energy consumption. The annual electricity consumption of the cement plant is estimated to be 2200 million kWh (degrees). Hong Kong's current industrial electricity consumption is HK$0.3/kWh. Even if we can apply for a preferential price of HK$0.24 equivalent to that of a textile factory from the Hong Kong government, the annual electricity budget is still as high as HK$528 million.

In order to save electricity costs, Mr. Wang plans to introduce the theory of waste heat power generation, develop and deploy supporting thermal power plants. This requires a large amount of capital investment, and it will be difficult for Jinni to do it alone, so Mr. Wang prefers to introduce external capital. "

Sophia asked again: "What is the net profit margin of the cement plant?"

"About 25%. Mr. predicted that the average retail price of cement in Hong Kong would rise to HK$1954 in 120. Based on this calculation, the ex-factory price of cement at that time was probably between HK$75 and HK$85."

Sophia nodded gently, "The net profit at full capacity is 400 million Hong Kong dollars, which is a good profit. Maybe we should consider sole investment. We can discuss this issue after Adam returns to Hong Kong. You continue."

Wang Xiamin nodded slightly, faced the audience, and waited for shareholders to contribute their own connections.

“My elder brother is the Commissioner of the Executive Council of the Governor’s Office of the Federation of Malaya.”

“My uncle works at the Governor’s Office in Singapore.”

"mine……"

Until the 20s, the British Army was still filled with 35% hereditary aristocratic officers; 35% were members of old money families; 10% were middle-class graduates from military academies who started out as officers; and only a mere % were descendants of workers and farmers who were promoted exceptionally to battlefield officers during wartime.

Eighty percent of British Army officers have their own connections before becoming officers.

Police officers have less innate connections, but after joining the police force, if they want to move up to higher positions, they have to go through a process of cross-colonial transfers. Their acquired connections are better than those of military officers, as they have some connections in places where they have worked before.

Jinji Commercial Bank's network of contacts outside of Hong Kong blossoms tonight.

……

"Mommy mommy."

Xian Qianzhi trotted into the study and bumped into Liu Wanqing's thigh.

"You are so reckless. I am really going to torture you." The frightened Liu Wanqing twisted Xian Qianzhi's ear and said unhappily.

Xian Qianzhi was not afraid at all. She blinked her eyes and said, "Mom, my brother is crying, but he didn't poop."

"I either need to poop or I'm hungry. Let grandma make some milk powder." Liu Wanqing let go of Xian Qianzhi's ear and looked back at the table. "Mom is busy as hell. Go out and don't bother me."

"Oh."

Xian Qianzhi ran out of the study excitedly and went straight to the kitchen. She planned to do it herself and not go to find Sun Ma.

Liu Wanqing's eyes lost focus as she thought about the "brother" that Xian Qianzhi mentioned.

After coming to Hong Kong, she met a sister of the same age, Nuolan, who was the mistress of a British officer and lived in a building next to her original residence. The British officer had a good family background and a high salary of 100 pounds a month. He could give Nuolan some money and they could live a comfortable life.

Nuolan enjoyed a life of luxury for more than a year, gave birth to a son, and was full of hope for the future. However, the British man died in North Korea. Once the subsidies stopped, her livelihood became a problem, so she prepared to sell the house and find another way out.

"From the way she sounded, it seems like she doesn't want her son anymore. This is a sin."

Liu Wanqing sighed, feeling sorry for the little half-Tang Fan in the guest room for a while, and then thought of her own half-Tang Fan, "Will the son born to me and the master also be half-Tang Fan?"

She already knew that Zhou Ruoyun was pregnant, and she was eager to have a baby too.

"When the master comes back, I must pester him to have a baby."

After thinking about the child for a long time, her attention shifted to the house.

There are many women who are mistresses of the British. What Nuolan encountered is not an exception. When the British die on the battlefield or are rotated, a group of mistresses will lose their livelihoods. The houses that the British buy for their mistresses are registered in the mistresses' names and can be sold at any time.

With their livelihood cut off and money to feed themselves, they will sell their house for a reasonable price.

Thinking of this, Liu Wanqing felt a surge of heat in her heart. The houses in her mistress' hands were all good houses, and she would make a profit if she bought them.

"Buy it quietly yourself? Or tell Pepe?"

After struggling for a moment, Liu Wanqing made up her mind. She glanced at the alarm clock on the table and shouted to the outside of the door, "Lan Jian, prepare the car and go out."

"Miss Cen."

"Hello, have you eaten yet?"

"I'm done. Mom's cooking is delicious!"

"Mrs. Xian."

"Hello, have you eaten yet?"

"No, I'll wait for you~"

"Suckling, I'll treat you to a meal."

Downstairs at the Xian family's house, Cen Peipei spat at Huang Zhansen, sat on a long bench holding Camilla, and watched a few young people playing the harmonica on the stage in front.

Today is Tuesday. There are no movies. It is a day for listening to the radio. Before the radio program is broadcast, those who want to perform can go on stage and perform for everyone.

A few months ago, a young man who played the harmonica came here. Under his influence, many young people nearby followed him to learn to play the harmonica. Now, there are many people in this area who can play the harmonica.

The song I played today was a little different. It was a Soviet song called "Katyusha," which was popular in Hong Kong four or five years ago. Later, it was no longer played on the radio, and fewer people sang it.

Cen Peipei hummed along with the tune, Camilla nestled in her arms, holding an Australian orange in her hand. There was nothing to sell at the fruit market, it was welfare brought in by the British Navy on warships, and only a few flowed out from the military camp welfare club.

The little girl took a bite of the orange, then grabbed two mulberries from the small basket hanging on her clothes and stuffed them into her mouth. Her eyes narrowed and a strange sound came out of her mouth. Her lips turned light pink, as if she had put on lipstick.

"Hahaha……"

There was pleasant laughter coming from behind the long bench. Cen Peipei turned her head and saw a group of female garment workers. About ten of them were standing together, talking and laughing. Their new clothes were very dazzling.

Next to the garment worker stood the matchmaker Chen, probably trying to find a date for one of the garment workers.

The area of ​​Shek Kip Mei has become a popular place for matchmakers. Matchmakers from other places often come here to grab resources. Matchmaker Chen is a local tyrant. She scolds everyone she sees, and beats them if they don't leave. She never gives outsiders a chance to poach people.

After several years of hardship, it is finally her turn to be proud of herself, and no one can ruin her fortune.

Garment workers are great, they are young and beautiful, and they know how to make money. They can earn two thousand a year. The more capable ones have already started to pay for their family’s mortgage. Which mother-in-law wouldn’t like such a daughter-in-law?

Cen Peipei was about to turn her head back when she caught a glimpse of Liu Wanqing's car out of the corner of her eye. She turned back and waved to Li Shiying.

“Shiying, take Camilla with you, I’ll go back upstairs.”

A few moments.

Cen Peipei and Liu Wanqing sat opposite each other in the study, and Liu Wanqing told them the idea of ​​taking over the "Widow's Building".

After listening to you, Cen Peipei nodded and said, "Wanqing, it's good that you can think about your family. We need to build a dining hall, customize a treasure ship, build a reservoir and a water cube. The Xian family has not only lost all the rent they collected in the past two months, but the master has also allocated another 50 yuan.

At home, Master, every penny counts. There isn't much idle money. It's time for the Xian family to increase its income. You need to take care of it."

"I still have some private money. Do you want me to use it to support the Xian family?"

"That's not necessary. The master said that money should be separated clearly. The company's money, the family's money, and the personal money should not be mixed together. The master allowed you to keep the private money. You can use it slowly. If the family is short of money, the family will find a way."

Cen Peipei opened the drawer and took out a piece of paper and handed it to Liu Wanqing. "This is the list of buildings owned by the Xian family. You will be in charge of taking possession of the buildings. The Xian family can only give you 20,000 as start-up capital. For subsequent funds, you will mortgage the buildings to the bank."

Liu Wanqing quickly glanced at the catalog. "A few days ago, Li Zhen and I checked the accounts of Jinwu Real Estate. The buildings under Jin Da Pawnshop's name are several times more than this, and there is also a lot of cash in the account. Should we borrow some from Jin Da Pawnshop?"

Cen Peipei said calmly, "Half of the dividends from Jin Da Pawnshop belong to uncle. The Xian family uses the Xian family's name, but it belongs to the younger family. The master hasn't mentioned that it belongs to the Xian family."

Liu Wanqing understood the secret immediately, "I understand."

"Amei has been in Vietnam for several months. The master really wants to transfer her back, but some things have not been settled yet, so she will have to stay there for a while. Do you know Eileen Chang?"

"knew."

"Amei can't come back, and the problem lies with her. You should meet her tomorrow and take over what she is doing." Cen Peipei explained the matter concerning Li Sheng.

"Since Li Sheng has already introduced Amei to Li Shiguang, is there any need to work on Li Sheng?"

“Just having a connection is not enough. Amei needs someone to help her integrate into Embankment quickly. Otherwise, she can only float outside the business district of Embankment.

You come forward to establish a cooperative relationship with Li Sheng, which will not only help Ah Mei, but also lay the foundation for your family to enter Macau. Li Sheng's father-in-law is Portuguese and has a wide network of contacts in Macau. "

"it is good."

This is Xian Yaowen.

The two of them ate and talked at the same time, and they didn't eat very fast.

A few minutes before eight o'clock, there was a commotion on the stairs. After a while, two big men guarding the stairs escorted a man towards the door.

Xian Yaowen took a glance and saw that the man being guarded had a lean build, walked briskly, and stood straight. He had many years of military service. He was 166 cm tall, with black and white hair.

He looked like a high-ranking official, but he was not familiar enough with the top brass of the National Government, and he had no definite characteristics, so he had no way of guessing who he was.

However, the waiter quickly pointed out a clear way - when the man passed by a waiter, the waiter immediately bowed and said "Goodbye, Dean", speaking very standard Mandarin.

The two bodyguards were very stylish and had slim figures. They were also called deans. His subconscious guess was that they were Chen Cheng, the big boss of the Civil Engineering Department who succeeded Yan Xishan as the dean of the "Executive Yuan".

I followed the man who looked like Chen Cheng out the door, but I never saw his face, so my guess couldn't be confirmed...

It's just a chicken feather. Qi Longque and Xie Tingyun are in trouble.

Xian Yaowen's eyes were fixed on the car that had just stopped at the gate. Two military police got out of the car, put their rifles on their shoulders, and walked towards Qi Longque.

Fortunately, the military police saluted. They probably thought Qi Longque and the other man were suspicious and wanted to check their ID.

Sure enough, the military police checked my passport and special pass, saluted and left, without causing any trouble. It was just a false alarm.

"Adam."

"uh-huh."

"What are you looking at?" Joan turned her head and took a look.

"Just now, the military police checked my ID." Xian Yaowen answered truthfully and returned his gaze to Qiong's face. "Do you think I have a chance to open a cement factory in Taiwan?"

"The government would very much welcome you to invest in a cement plant in Taiwan, but I do not recommend you to do so."

"why?"

"Building a cement plant, preparation, design, construction, commissioning, the entire cycle takes at least three years. In Taiwan, I think it may take four or five years." Qiong spread her hands, "Four days ago, I should have been in Kaohsiung to participate in the expansion project of Taiwan Cement Kaohsiung Plant, but I am still in Taipei now." (End of this chapter)

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