money player
Chapter 693 Swallow
Xian Yaowen had not sat in the office chair for a few minutes when the office door slammed shut. A man and a woman hugging each other swept in like a tornado, their mouths covered with each other, making smacking sounds.
The female one was an acquaintance, the singer Ding Jiajia. He had never seen the male before, but the suit he wore was a musician's uniform, so he must be the new musician who came after he left.
Their lips stuck together as they walked in circles towards the sofa, not noticing that there was someone in the office.
Xian Yaowen watched with great interest, and his left hand and right hand made a bet on when they would discover that someone had reached their battlefield first.
The sound of clacking is floating.
When Ding Jiajia's hands went to untie the musician's belt, the image of Xian Yaowen's villain appeared in her left eye. Suspecting that she was dazzled, she turned her head and looked at the big chair with her right eye.
Squeak, the spinning high heels stopped.
Ding Jiajia pushed the musician away, pinched the shoulder straps of her skirt and pulled it up, with a big smile on her face.
"Boss, when did you come?"
"Following closely behind you."
Xian Yaowen was talking while looking at the musician. He looked gentle and serious, but his face was pale. He waved his hand and said, "You go back first."
Then, he shouted to Ding Jiajia, "Come here, little slut."
After the words fell, the musician left in fear, but Ding Jiajia walked to the big chair indifferently and put one hand on the back of the chair, "Boss, you won't care if I have a boyfriend, right?"
"I'm not your father, so I have no right to tell you who you mess around with. But can you please behave like a human being? Rabbits know not to eat grass near their nests. Why are you only targeting people in your own company?"
Ding Jiajia said disapprovingly: "He is handsome."
Xian Yaowen nodded at Ding Jiajia and said, "I'm going to look at the account book later. If your performance is good, then just treat what happened as if it never happened. If it's not good, you'll see how I deal with you."
Ding Jiajia chuckled and said, "I know the boss has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. He won't bear to punish me."
"You are so arrogant. Get out of here." Xian Yaowen scolded with a smile.
"No." Ding Jiajia grabbed Xian Yaowen's arm. "Boss, it's rare for you to come over. It's almost time for dinner. Why don't you treat me to a good meal?"
"Go away, my wife and kids are waiting for me to eat at home. I don't have time to accompany you. Call Zhang Li over when you see him."
"Manager Zhang is in the ballroom watching the newcomers train."
"What newcomer?"
"White Russian girl, dug up from a Russian hut."
Xian Yaowen turned around and glanced at Ding Jiajia, "Stop talking nonsense. Be sensible. I'm talking to you about work."
Ding Jiajia's face straightened, "I'm not talking nonsense, there are two people who came from the Russian hut and worked as dancers in the nightclub."
Xian Yaowen frowned, "Besides the one in Wan Chai, is there another new Russian hut in Hong Kong?"
In the past few years, White Russians came to Hong Kong from the mainland one after another. Because most of them held expired Soviet passports, the Hong Kong government classified them as stateless refugees. Except for those who were wealthy or had special skills, most of the others fell to the bottom of society and lived a hard life. Eight out of ten young women became prostitutes.
The Russian House in Wan Chai is a secret brothel that mainly caters to White Russian women or Chinese-Russian mixed-race women.
"No."
"Oh, where's the new guy?"
"She's also a Belarusian girl, and she just came from Dihua."
"there's a few?"
"Seven or eight."
"Take me over there and have a look."
They arrived at the dance hall, but did not see Zhang Li. Instead, they saw Manli leading a row of White Russian girls practicing walking. Each White Russian girl wore a cheongsam of a different style and held a book on her head. They twisted their hips hard but could not let the book fall.
Manli had made a name for herself in society, but she showed no mercy to those who came after her who were in the same situation. She had a thin bamboo stick in her hand, and if anyone's book dropped, she would hit them on the buttocks with the stick first, causing them to scream in pain.
Seeing this, Xian Yaowen frowned but did not say anything to stop it.
Dihua is thousands of kilometers away and the white people are conspicuous. If someone tried to stop them, no one would be able to reach Hong Kong. It can only be said that the mainland turned a blind eye and let the White Russians come over to make it easier for the agents of the Soviet People's Commissariat for Internal Affairs (the predecessor of the KGB) to hide there.
The Soviet Union had begun using female agents to approach targets since the All-Russian Cheka period in Lenin's era, but it had not yet been systematized. It was not until the State Political Security Administration period that systematic exploration was launched.
In the 1930s, the People's Commissariat for Internal Affairs began to systematically train female agents for the purpose of instigating the rebellion of Western diplomats, scientists, and journalists. In the 1940s, the Swallow System matured.
According to Russian aesthetics, the White Russian women in front of him can all be classified as beauties. The probability of Yan Zi's existence is not low. If it were someone else, he would say a few words to Man Li. The White Russian women deserved to suffer a little, but...
"Manli, stop training and take a five-minute break. Come here."
Under the gaze of the Belarusian women, Manli stopped the training and walked towards Xian Yaowen.
"Boss, why are you here?"
Xian Yaowen slapped Manli on the buttocks and said, "You're really ruthless."
Manli half-closed her eyes, half-smiled, "You have to be ruthless. Maozi is stupid. He won't be taught a lesson unless you spank him a few times."
"If you can't teach me, you can teach me slowly. Just study for a few more days. We are all colleagues. Don't overdo it."
"Boss." Manli's breasts caressed Xian Yaowen's arm. "I can't do anything. Manager Zhang is anxious to get them on the clock."
"I think you are anxious?"
Manli said with a smile: "Yes, I am anxious too. I have to pay the mortgage every month. If I don't make more money, I will starve."
Xian Yaowen patted Manli's arm and said, "Take it easy. If you can get up tomorrow, I'll treat you to afternoon tea."
"If the boss invites me, I will definitely get up."
"I'll pick you up tomorrow, go back to work first."
Xian Yaowen watched Manli return to her post, his eyes scanning the faces of every Belarusian woman. If there was a petty-minded Yan among them, Manli would most likely die unclearly one day. He couldn't say it directly, so he could only persuade them a little.
After waiting for a few minutes, he still couldn't find Zhang Li, so he left the ballroom and took a look at Zhang Li's office. When he didn't see anyone, he returned to his office.
After reading the newspaper until half past five, he still felt tired, so he packed up his things and headed for Huinong Terrace.
The house in Huinongtai has changed a little. The front of the house is divided into two halves. The left side is for parking spaces, with three planned. The right side is a small yard, which is a mess, with a pile of sand here and a pile of clay there. Xian Qianzhi and a little friend are squatting beside the pile of clay, busying themselves.
I quietly walked closer to take a look and saw two kids making a Mauser pistol. Hmm, no, judging by the magazine and the grip, it should be the Borgmann Bayard pistol that Borgmann supplied exclusively to Spain, or the Borgmann M1910 pistol that Borgmann supplied exclusively to Denmark.
"What kind of pistol is this?"
"Dad." As soon as Xian Qianzhi heard Xian Yaowen's voice, she jumped up and stretched out her hands, wanting to get into his arms.
"You're so dirty, stay away from me." Xian Yaowen held Xian Qianzhi's head to prevent her from getting close.
Xian Qianzhi smiled and pushed forward, trying to grab Xian Yaowen's suit with her dirty hands.
"Don't make a fuss. Introduce me to your good friend."
Hearing this, Xian Qianzhi held back, pulled the little girl next to him, and introduced her enthusiastically, "Dad, this is my classmate Shuyi."
When Xian Qianzhi was speaking, Xian Yaowen had already bent down, lowering his eyes to keep his gaze level with the two children. As soon as Xian Qianzhi finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand to classmate Shuyi, "Ms. Shuyi, hello, I am Xian Yaowen, Qianzhi's father."
Shuyi was startled and at a loss. Her face turned red and she was a little embarrassed, but it was only for a moment. She stretched out her little hand and gently grasped Xian Yaowen's hand, "Qianzhi's father, I am Ye Shuyi, Qianzhi's classmate."
Xian Yaowen took his hand back and smiled, "Can I play with you?"
"Okay."
"Ok."
Xian Yaowen took off his suit and handed it to Qi Longque, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and squatted beside the clay pile with the two children.
"What kind of pistols are you working on?"
"Dad, you don't recognize it. This is a box gun."
Xian Yaowen dug a piece of wet clay, threw it on the ground and patted it with his hands, "This is not how a box gun works. I'll show you how to make it."
After several beatings, the clay turned into an irregular rectangle. He picked up the table knife beside him and trimmed the rectangle into a regular shape, then carved the shape of a Mauser pistol on it. After the carving was completed, he cut off the unwanted parts.
While he was cutting, his mind was wandering.
It's so out of place to have a table knife here. It should be a small folding knife for sharpening pencils, but it seems that there is no such folding knife on the market.
The craftsmanship of the folding knife is very simple, and an inexperienced person can get the hang of it after a little trial and error. This means that there is no technical threshold, and the only competition is cost and brand operation. It is very suitable for Rongshuxia to find a OEM factory for OEM cooperation.
A factory was opened in Hong Kong as a model, and most of the orders were placed in the mainland. In this way, costs could be kept even lower.
While he was distracted, the prototype of the Mauser pistol appeared. He handed the dinner knife to Xian Qianzhi and said, "I have made the prototype for you. You can do the finishing work yourself."
"Okay."
While the two children were concentrating, Xian Yaowen quietly left and did not stay long, so as not to make Ye Shuyi feel awkward or give her a chance to change psychologically. Little girls are also women, and having contact with too many good opposite sexes during her youth may not necessarily bring positive effects to her future.
After going upstairs and washing up, I sat in the living room. The apprentice of the housekeeper Wang Ma, the eldest sister Afang, made tea and brought a fruit plate with early-ripening varieties of Chaozhou bayberry and Babu Sanhua plum.
After tasting a bayberry, Xian Yaowen picked up a few plums and examined them carefully. The transportation loss rate of bayberry is too high and the cost cannot be reduced. In the short term, it can only be a high-end fruit in Hong Kong.
Plums have the potential to become a common fruit. They are picked just before they mature, soaked in Bordeaux mixture made of copper sulfate and lime, and then sprinkled with wood ash to cover the blue crystals. At first glance, they will be mistaken for fruit frost. The transportation loss rate is reduced, and they are popular with consumers, so there is a high probability that they will become a hot-selling fruit.
However, you must pay attention to the concentration of copper sulfate, as using too much can easily lead to poisoning.
He thought of the relatively safe copper citrate solution, but it was too expensive to be used on ordinary fruits. Then he thought of the anti-mildew and antiseptic effects of potassium sorbate. He stood up and went into the study.
Sitting at the desk, he took a piece of manuscript paper and spread it on the glass mat, wrote the three words "cling paper", and then started a new line and wrote "paraffin: waterproof layer", "potassium sorbate: anti-mildew and anti-corrosion", and "diatomaceous earth: desiccant" respectively.
After concentrating for a moment, he added a concentration note "0.01%" or "0.1%" next to potassium sorbate. He couldn't remember the exact concentration, but it was probably these two numbers.
After recalling it again and making sure there were no mistakes, he tore up the manuscript, lit it and threw it into the brazier.
Watching the manuscript paper burn out, Xian Yaowen was thinking about the process of making paraffin paper in his mind. According to his memory, the process difficulty of paraffin paper was as high as that of kraft paper. He had the formula but could not make it. However, there seemed to be no paper mills in Hong Kong that produced kraft paper. He wondered if there was the technical level to produce paraffin paper.
If there is, find a OEM factory in Hong Kong. If not, you can only look for one in Japan.
After thinking for a while, Xian Yaowen heard the sound of Liu Wanqing coming back. He walked out of the study and saw Liu Wanqing pulling Xian Qianzhi's ear with her right hand and holding Ye Shuyi with her left hand, muttering to herself, and taking the two children to the bathroom.
At 6:20, dinner is served.
Ye Shuyi stayed for dinner, and Liu Wanqing introduced the situation, "Shuyi's parents went to Thailand to discuss business, and she will stay here for a while."
"what kind of business?"
"Tin ingot."
"Oh." Xian Yaowen picked up the serving chopsticks and put a large portion of boiled dried shredded vegetables into Ye Shuyi's bowl. Then it was Xian Qianzhi's turn. He put down his serving chopsticks and said to Liu Wanqing, "Qianzhi will be ten after her birthday this year. Let her learn more by then."
"She should learn more. She just plays all day long like a tomboy."
"Playing and studying should not conflict with each other. We should ensure that she has enough time to play."
"Sleep ten hours, school seven and a half hours, eat four hours, minus these only two and a half hours left, how can I play and study at the same time?"
"You can't move during sleeping time, but you can squeeze in other things. Four hours for eating is a bit exaggerated, two hours is about right."
Liu Wanqing pursed her lips at Xian Qianzhi, "Have you seen enough of her?"
Xian Yaowen looked at Xian Qianzhi, and saw the two children holding dried shredded meat and comparing their lengths. After comparing the lengths, they tried to see who could eat faster, and they were having a lot of fun.
“Isn’t this just eating and playing?”
Liu Wanqing rolled her eyes and complained, "It's all because of you spoiling her. She only listens to half of what I say out of ten."
"Let her play when she's old enough. Qianzhi's birthday is less than five months away. This birthday is the big one. Set up a few tables for her. You can invite teachers, but try not to invite classmates. Each family has different situations. We started it, and it's hard for other parents to deal with it."
"You're quite thoughtful."
"After your birthday, you've left childhood behind and it's time to grow up."
Liu Wanqing said with emotion: "Yes, it was not easy to raise her to the age of ten. The most difficult time is finally over."
Jiangsu and Zhejiang have attached great importance to the one-year-old ceremony since ancient times. The first year old is called the "Zhuazhou" ceremony, and the tenth birthday is regarded as the "Dazhou" ceremony, which is the second important node in life. Since the Ming and Qing Dynasties, wealthy families have had the tradition of holding banquets for ten-year-old children.
There were many floods in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and plagues would follow after the floods receded. In the old days, the child mortality rate was quite high. Ten years old was a hurdle, and passing this hurdle meant passing the dangerous period. No matter how difficult life was, people would find ways to make a few boiled eggs for their children to eat.
"He never came?"
"No, just treat him as..." Liu Wanqing was concerned about Xian Qianzhi and did not finish her unpleasant words.
“It’s better if you haven’t been here.”
Xian Yaowen ended the topic and turned his attention to serving the two children their meal.
Finished eating.
Going up to the rooftop, the two children admired the stars, while Xian Yaowen lit a charcoal fire and roasted the red sweet potatoes dug from his own vegetable garden. It was not yet the harvest season, so the sweet potatoes were very small but very sweet.
Liu Wanqing snuggled on Xian Yaowen's shoulder, immersed in the peace of family reunion.
The next day.
Starting from 7:30, Xian Yaowen started rushing on the road.
First, taking advantage of the convenience of taking my two children to school, I went to the Songjiang Primary School store under the Banyan Tree, and then to HK Consulting, Jiujiuge, Victor Law, People's Supermarket, Shiye Factory, Shanjinxing, Shanjin Tea House, Happiness Factory, Happy Plastics, Hong Kong Doll Branch, Sri Lanka, and Jinda Pawnshop.
If you count carefully, he now has quite a lot of assets.
HK Consulting, Jiujiuge and Victor Legal are part of the consortium’s future management structure.
The actual headquarters of China Garment Co., Ltd. is in Hong Kong, and it has subordinate factories including the second factory China Garment Co., Ltd., the third factory Jindeli Co., Ltd., the fourth factory Singapore Jinmantang Garments Co., Ltd., the fifth factory Great Wall Woolen Textile Co., Ltd., Yunshangshe Co., Ltd., the tailor shop Fuxing Co., Ltd., and a pyramid scheme company with unclear affiliation.
His shares in China Garment Co., Ltd. are 60%, and with this as the starting point, the dilution process will proceed. The management shares of Lin Xingliang and Lin Baocheng need to increase year by year, and the factory directors of the branches will also receive bonus shares in the future. In the more distant future, additional shares will definitely be issued, and core employees will all receive bonus shares to match their subscription quotas.
Jinji Trading Company is composed of Jinji Logistics, Jinji Agency, Jinji Trading, Jinji Pharmaceuticals and Jinji Tobacco.
Jinji Logistics manages Feixiang Freight, Sky Traveler, Yuntong Company, In The Sky, and Yude Shengji. Although the smuggling business cannot be brought to the table, the goods supplied to the mainland have always been of guaranteed quality and reasonably priced. Now the monthly turnover is approaching 2000 million, and the average net profit is 18%.
Jinji Agency holds the agency rights for a variety of commodities, including sewing machines, zippers, nylon threads, and some chemical raw materials. The monthly turnover adds up to over one million.
Jinji Trading has several export companies under its jurisdiction. Its flagship products are flip-flops and plastic flowers, with an export value of about four million yuan per month. It has now entered the packaging products field and holds multiple patents.
It also has a subsidiary, Golden Sea, and the planned Golden Cement.
Jinji Pharmaceuticals consists of Jinji Pharmacy and Jinjitang, and it has both Chinese and Western medicine branches and is expanding rapidly in Hong Kong and Singapore.
Jinji Tobacco is currently negotiating the agency rights for several European and American cigarettes. It is also the "agent" for Daqianmen and Laodao brands in mainland China, distributing them to street cigarette stalls.
A Hong Kong cigarette factory with a daily production capacity of 500 packs was built in Tsuen Wan, and a branch factory with a daily production capacity of 20 packs was built in Kowloon Walled City. Golden leaves from Zimbabwe and Guangxi tobacco leaves were imported to produce its own Bauhinia brand.
Golden Season Tobacco has to face the competition from Jardine Matheson, Swire, Li & Fung Group, Flagship Store, Tien Hsiang & Co., and Hong Kong Tobacco and occupy a certain share in the cigarette industry.
The shareholding structure of Jinji Trading Company is relatively complicated. He holds 55% of the smuggling business, but the dividends do not belong entirely to him personally. Chuanfei and the armed forces under the Armadillo Squad that participated in the business hold half of the shares, and he and Xian Yaowu share the other half.
Excluding the smuggling business, he holds 83.5% of the shares. Currently, only the management team headed by Cheryl participates in sharing this share. The allocation plan for other personnel is still pending. He is waiting for a group of old members of the Armadillo Team to die and be replaced by new members, and then negotiate after entering a stable period.
The rights issue is lifelong and inheritable. The number of people participating in the rights issue should not be too large. If the number is too dispersed, the average number will appear small and it will be unfavorable for future share repurchases.
Everyone has different ideas. After several batches of armed forces retire, the share repurchase plan will be launched. There will always be some people who cannot hold on to their shares and have to cash out.
In this way, the share distribution can be repeated in cycles.
Friendship Company, under its jurisdiction, includes Friendship Pictures, Friendship Real Estate, and Friendship Property.
Friendship Pictures owns Lang Lang Records, Sane Film Investment, Star Magazine, Odd Agency (Odd Montagu in the UK, Odd Deliou in France, Odd Queensland in Australia, Friendship Taipei), Theology Company, Cap, Friendship Cinemas, Friendship Distribution, Fujisan Company, and Screenwriters Office.
Friendship Real Estate’s ongoing projects include Friendship Shopping Mall, Shanghai Building, Ritz Garden, and Wukang Garden.
Friendship Properties is capital-light, with its main expenses being employee salaries and dividends, and its current marketing costs are not too high.
Friendship Company, he holds 45% of the shares.
Zhuanshanwei is expanding steadily. Qiu Degen has worked very hard to obtain more shares, and his support is indispensable in the expansion. His position as a hands-off manager is relatively stable.
……
To be continued, (End of this chapter)
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