Hong Kong Island: From a small stall to a global supplier

Chapter 58 Sales Explosion · Sick Cat Wei Sweeps Out Shark Kun Industry
Before six in the morning, the four stores were crowded with newspaper vendors, who started banging on the doors.

"Knock your mother, there's no stock in the store again!" The younger brother who stayed at the store to look after the store at night angrily opened the shutter door and cursed loudly, "The goods should be brought in from the New Territories in the morning, spread out a little!"

After a lot of fussing and waiting for more than ten minutes, the delivery truck finally arrived. Before it could even unload the goods, it was surrounded by newspaper vendors. Some of them even tried to climb onto the truck to steal the goods.

"Stop it, you bastard! If you try again, I'll chop you off!" The younger brother in the car had to pull out his machete to scare him.

"Get in line, get in line!"

"Pounce on your mother, why are you pushing me? I haven't even seen you this enthusiastic when burning paper for your grandfather!"

"Burning paper for grandpa is giving money, which is making money, so of course I'm enthusiastic!" said the newspaper vendor with a smile.

"Pick!" The younger brother was sweating all over and cursed irritably, "There are a lot of goods today. If anyone dares to make trouble, I won't give you the goods!"

"Don't sell it to him, this loser."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Lao Li mobilized six factories to work overtime, with people resting and machines running 24 hours a day, and they rushed out 10 pieces in one day and one night.

But there were too many newspaper vendors on the scene wanting goods.

The Newspaper Workers' Union caused such a big incident that newspaper vendors all over Hong Kong knew that they could make money by selling sexy lingerie from "Hongdou Clothing", so they all came here early in the morning.

Farther away are places like Tuen Mun, Tai Po and Yuen Long, while closer places like Tseung Kwan O include Sha Tin, Kwun Tong and Tseung Kwan O. Even newspaper vendors from the main island cross the sea to grab the goods.

There were so many people that Siyanzai had to limit the purchase amount to 100 per newspaper vendor.

What he didn't expect was that when the goods in the car were almost sold out and there were only a dozen newspaper vendors left, the younger brother in charge of selling the goods was sweating profusely.

The newspaper vendor soon realized that something was wrong. There were only two or three hundred pieces left. The people behind rushed forward, but the newspaper vendor in front refused to give way and a fight broke out on the spot.

It took the younger brothers a long time to pull the people away, but the newspaper vendor started to cause trouble for them again.

He is determined to not give up until he gets the goods!
I came here from such a long distance and waited for more than an hour and got nothing. My wife is going to beat me when I get home!

There was no other choice but to contact Four Eyes, who sent a truck to take the remaining newspaper vendors to the factory in the New Territories. After picking up the goods on site, the newspaper vendors left cursing.

Speaking of this, Four Eyes beamed with joy, "Not enough to sell, not enough at all!"

Wang Yaotang was beaming with joy as he made money. However, his brows slowly furrowed when he heard Siyanzai instructing Lao Li to find five more factories to start production together.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" The bespectacled man's heart skipped a beat.

"Have you counted how many pieces we sold this month?"

"It's mainly because we've sold a lot in the last few days." The bespectacled guy took out a notebook and flipped through it while saying, "Well, about 45 pieces."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yaotang took out a piece of paper and wrote and drew. The population of Hong Kong Island is more than 500 million. Because most of them came here by sea, there are few elderly people and many young and middle-aged people... and then remove those who cannot afford to consume.

The first bottleneck should be around 100 million pieces, after which the market will decline.

Of course, Wang Yaotang doesn't understand economics, so these are just simple guesses. The specific sales volume needs to be slowly explored later, or professional talents need to be found.

“Tell Lao Li that he will no longer need to receive goods from other companies after three days. Send someone to inquire about the reputations of the factories that have taken orders in the next two days and select a good one for long-term supply.” Wang Yaotang said with narrowed eyes.

"Oh." Siyanzi didn't understand why his elder brother decided this way, so he did it first. "Why don't I just contact them myself and let Lao Li make the money? One dollar for each one, and this Chou Hai made hundreds of thousands."

"Then inform him that we will only pay him 5 cents starting tomorrow and ask him if he wants to do it. We can't break our promises in business. We can make more money." Wang Yaotang said with a smile, "Don't forget to repay Lao Li's hundreds of thousands of dollars in collateral."

"Should we open a factory of our own?" said Four Eyes with a look of eagerness to try.

"What are you kidding me about? Do you think it's so easy to open a factory in the New Territories?" Wang Yaotang shook his head and laughed, "Without the approval of the five major clans in the New Territories, Deng, Hou, Liao, Wen, and Peng, how can you start the factory, let alone manage it? Who will go, Ajie or Aji?"

"Let Lao Li be the OEM factory to save management costs. If the quality is not satisfactory, we will deduct his money. Once the supply chain and sales channels are stable, we will squeeze his profits." Just like an Apple supplier, Wang Yaotang thought to himself. Seeing that Siyanzi was a little confused, Wang Yaotang smiled and changed the subject, "How much cash do you have?"

"198 million!" Bespectacled's eyes lit up.

"Go buy four more H20s to make it easier to kill people. Well, we also need to deliver the goods." Wang Yaotang kept in mind that he was a legitimate businessman.

"New stores are opening in Sai Wan, Central and Causeway Bay on the island, so we need to find a store as soon as possible."

"We also need to hire a financial officer. The club's money, horse stables, parking and other gray income must be calculated separately from the company's accounts. You can't handle it alone. Oh, and the financial officer must have a family background." Wang Yaotang rubbed his temples. "We don't have enough manpower. You can let these bad guys kill people without any problem. Let them work normally..."

Wang Yaotang shook his head in fear, "We have to organize some training later. The mistake made by Shark Kun was too terrible."

"Okay, I got it." Four Eyes wrote down all the instructions in his notebook.

"We'll have a banquet at Hongfuji Restaurant tonight. Please make arrangements."

In the evening, Wang Yaotang set up three tables upstairs and downstairs.

Although he became famous, he did not forget etiquette and personally called and invited everyone in the area of Knutsford Terrace, Observatory Road, Prat Lane and Hart Road to call him.

If you want to open a separate branch in Tsim Sha Tsui, you need to arrange good interpersonal relationships in advance.

The new gang leader Shuanghua Honggun personally invited them, so they had to give him face. They came every night when they were not in jail.

After a night of toasting and cheering, Wang Yaotang received a thick stack of red envelopes. He fully experienced what it meant when you become famous, everyone around you is good.

Of course, I didn’t forget to order more than 20 servings of shark fin rice to be sent to the police station’s detention room.

While eating the shark fin rice, Mo Shijiu looked very unhappy. Damn it, thinking that the person who brought in the meal was Wang Yaotang, not someone from Donglian Society, this made him lose face!
Especially that old guy Qigudong, he can't even stop eating and is always biting his mother!

Why don't you choke to death, you punk!
……

While Wang Yaotang was treating everyone to drinks, Awei, with his younger brothers who had become popular recently, such as Dakouhui, Feizai Nan, Hungry Ghost Feng, Dagenshuo and more than 50 people, went out to raid Shakun's place.

Mo Shijiu was indeed an old fox. Wang Yaotang only figured things out after he came out.

Originally, the death of Shakun meant that the flag of the Tung Lian Society in Tsim Sha Tsui was pulled down, and the Tung Lian Society was going to withdraw from this neighborhood. But at this time, by sending a red flower, Wang Yaotang would be considered half a member of the Tung Lian Society, and the flag would still be there.

Of course, Ji Gudong saw it clearly, but the temptation of a red flower sent by Donglianshe was indeed great.

What's more, the leading leaders of both sides have been arrested, and the police are still cracking down on gangs outside, so there is no way they can show off their power and fight for territory, so they just go with the flow.

The underworld is not about fighting and killing, it is also about human relationships and worldly wisdom. After all, Heshengyi is not a big society. They forcibly pulled down the flag. Do they really think that Donglian Society will not send troops to fight back after watching a large loss?
Eat as much as your appetite allows. Now, by tying the double-flowered red stick, Donglian News Agency lost face but gained substance, and Heshengyi gained face and gained a half-ally, so no one loses.

"But I'm at a loss!" Wang Yaotang cursed after he figured it out. His brothers were injured, and he paid for them and ended up...

Well, the fame brought by the double-flowered red stick is indeed good.

But I want more!

If you don't touch the British News Agency's place, you can't touch Shark Kun's own place.

Guanxiang Billiard Hall, two horse stables, two discos, a bar, and an underground gambling den.

The henchmen under Shark Kun had suffered heavy losses in the previous two battles. They were either injured or captured. Blind Hua, Fei Ying and other trusted brothers were either dead or captured. More than 20 henchmen were in a panic. A Wei waved his hand wrapped in white bandages and said, "Go ahead, kill these idiots!"

"How dare you chop your godfather, you bastard!"

"If I don't get mad, you guys will think I'm a sick cat!"

This careless remark made Dakou Hui, Feizai Nan and others remember it, and from then on, there was a bandit nickname in the underworld, Sick Cat Wei!
(End of this chapter)