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Chapter 65: Making a Fortune in Silence! (Please Collect and Read)
At the Hongxing headquarters, Wu Feng appeared in front of many hall masters for the first time and was quite successful.

When leaving, the treatment he received, like the center of attention, would definitely shock outsiders.

In the blink of an eye, it was the second day of the second month, the day when the dragon raises its head, and the San Sheng Palace was extremely lively.

The gongs and drums were loud and the firecrackers were blasting, and the colorful flags were flying. Wu Feng, dressed in formal attire, followed Jiang Tiansheng and got to know the fellow martial artists who came to pay their respects one by one.

Fortunately, the other first-class societies sent people at the hall master level to watch the ceremony, which saved Wu Feng a lot of trouble.

He did not attend his cousin's transfer ceremony at the end of last year, so his cousin naturally did not come here to represent Dongxing this time.

Similarly, Wu Feng's youth also surprised the other community leaders when they met him for the first time.

What surprised them even more was the excessive enthusiasm of the Hongxing leaders towards this person.

When did the Hongxing sect become so united and friendly?
Jiang Tiansheng was also very generous and directly arranged a buffet with 500 tables.

The banquet stretches from the foot of the San Sheng Palace to the palace square.

Even the police who came to monitor were invited to the table and had a good meal.

Wu Feng and his three subordinates became brothers of the Hongxing clan after they paid homage to Guan Gong and entered the underwater book.

On this day, the name of Wu Feng, the leader of the Hung Hing Sai Kung Gang, spread throughout the Hong Kong underworld.

Many underworld bosses showed disdain when they heard this name.

Even my cousin who has become the head of Tung Sing Mong Kok feels it is unbelievable.

The leader of the Hung Hing Sai Kung Hall!

It doesn't sound very promising. Is there any money to be made in Saigon?

Outsiders had no idea that on the second day after Hongxing held a grand banquet at San Sheng Palace, all the hall leaders, including Jiang Tiansheng, came to Wu Feng's place on Shanghai Street in a low-key manner.

Wu Feng didn't keep anyone in suspense. He simply found a few inconspicuous vans and took everyone to his small garment factory.

It is called a small garment factory because it is not very big in size.

The garment-making machines here are all of the latest model, and the output is not low at all.

Under the leadership of Wu Feng, a group of community leaders came to the logistics warehouse to check the A-grade products stored there.

"Tsk tsk, the quality of this clothing is really good, it's almost exactly the same as the big-brand ones I'm wearing!"

Liang Kun held up a red suit and compared it to the same style he was wearing, a look of admiration on his face. But he muttered, "Damn! Just one more brand, and the price is thousands more. It's a complete rip-off!"

"They're just playing brand marketing, and there are so many people who fall for it!"

Wu Feng said with a smile: "How is it, do you see any difference?"

"What a fart!"

Liang Kun casually threw away the same A-grade suit and said unhappily, "Just like this suit, there are other A-grade fine goods. Give me a thousand sets. Just enough to test the waters!"

"I want a thousand too!" "Give me three thousand, all short-sleeved!"

"I want 10,000 pieces shipped to the Philippines tomorrow!"

The leaders of the Hongxing Hall donated generously and in the blink of an eye, they pre-ordered nearly 30,000 pieces of fake clothes and shoes.

The most generous one is naturally Han Bin, the head of Kuiqing Hall, who starts with 10,000 pieces.

Jiang Tiansheng was not polite either. He also ordered 10,000 pieces and planned to send them to Siam to see the situation.

They all paid in cash and didn't haggle over the price at all.

Of course, this is also related to the low factory price given by Wu Feng. No one is a fool!

After leaving the small garment factory, the group went straight to the Hongxing headquarters for a meeting. "Ah Feng, your garment factory's production is not good enough, right?"

As soon as he sat down, Han Bin couldn't wait to speak: "I've asked carefully. Even if it runs around the clock, the monthly production volume is only 50,000 pieces of Grade A goods. It's far from enough!"

"Yes, your small factory not only needs to make clothes, but also allocate part of its production capacity to make shoes!"

Brother Ji echoed, "Once our trial yields results, the monthly demand will exceed this number. Wouldn't there be too many suppliers and too little supply?"

The other hall masters also had the same concerns and looked at Wu Feng together.

"Haha, you guys don't know!"

Wu Feng said confidently: "Not long after the Chinese New Year, I went to the other side to set up a factory!"

"The garment factory might not be large at first, and we plan to recruit 800 to 1,000 workers!"

"Don't worry about production, everyone. I've even set up a sneaker factory. Once the machines are running, production won't be a problem at all. It all depends on your skills and abilities!"

The Hongxing leaders present all gasped.

Even Jiang Tiansheng looked at Wu Feng in shock and asked directly, "Ah Feng, is there any problem?"

"How could there be a problem?"

Wu Feng said with a smile: "I have only been in Hong Kong for more than a year, so I am quite familiar with the situation in the mainland!"

"Haven't you seen what's happening in the Special Administrative Region across the way? Those top tycoons have all invested in the mainland. I'm just joining in on the fun. There's no need to worry at all!"

Regardless of whether these words could calm everyone's concerns, he had made his attitude clear.

"Okay then, let's test the waters first!"

Jiang Tiansheng was not the kind of person who was indecisive, so he made the decision right away.

In fact, the effect came out within a few days.

This was the time when Hong Kong's economy was booming, and young people were willing to spend a lot of money.

They follow trends and love trendy brands. A small amount of high-quality A-grade goods are put on the market, but they only make a little splash before being completely consumed.

Many of the Hung Hing gangs are located in the prosperous area of ​​Kowloon.

Both the commercial prosperity and the consumption level of local residents are quite impressive.

At night, you can set up a stall in a densely populated area and let pretty young girls pose and shout a few times, which can easily attract the attention of young people passing by, and then the clothes and shoes on the stall will be sold out quickly.

As the younger brothers made money, they naturally asked the bosses for more goods. The inventory of 1,000 or 2,000 pieces could not withstand the pressure and sold out in a few days.

The hall masters didn't expect that the business of high-quality A-grade goods would be so profitable, so what else is there to say?

Keep placing orders with small garment factories!
It's not that he's not smart. He wants to open his own factory to produce A-grade clothing, shoes and hats.

Why can Wu Feng be so successful, but they can't?

After calculating the costs and the possible troubles, I quietly gave up this idea that was not conducive to unity.

Damn, opening a factory is not as easy as they think.

From material procurement, machine operation, labor costs, financial accounting, etc., they have no idea how to handle it, and ordinary professional managers will not get involved with them.

Besides, if we really hire a professional manager, it will be easy for him to play tricks on us.

Forget it. I can make a lot of money by buying goods from Wu Feng honestly. There is no need to burn my limited brain cells.

(End of this chapter)