Return to Hong Kong Island for a Century

Chapter 92 Drinking Tea (Fourth update, please subscribe and vote)
“Of course, that’s no problem.” Ma Shengli was referring to Li Song’s request for gold.

"Tsk tsk, ten million Hong Kong dollars! That's something we wouldn't even dare to dream of!" Ma Shengli exclaimed upon hearing this.

"Writing is now a bittersweet experience for me. On the one hand, I do earn one or two hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars every day, but on the other hand, coming up with plot ideas is very mentally taxing!"

"I originally wanted to be a hands-off boss by opening a magazine publishing house, but I didn't expect to be so incredibly busy!"

"If possible, the magazine would like to cooperate more deeply with the mainland!"

"The magazine is planning to do some comics and animations, so they can outsource some of the work to the mainland. They can settle accounts in Hong Kong dollars or US dollars!" Li Song knew that doing comics was better than doing animations, as the manpower and expenses required in Hong Kong would be too high.

"I will report Mr. Li's situation to the higher-ups. There shouldn't be any major problems!" Ma Shengli was also a little confused about the situation. How did the conversation turn to animation again? But as long as he could earn foreign exchange, there shouldn't be any issues.

"Mr. Ma, you can rest assured about our position!"

“If our stance were problematic, we wouldn’t have invested so much!” Li Song replied with a slight smile.

Meanwhile, in the factory dormitory, Zhu Ling was standing by the window watching Ma Shengli and Li Song take a walk!
"Auntie, are all Hong Kong businessmen this young? How much does it cost to build these factories?" Zhu Ling asked curiously.

"I don't know how much the factory and equipment will cost, I just know that the investment alone is five million Hong Kong dollars."

"However, the factory buildings and equipment are all imported, and the level of confidentiality is very high. Even we cannot enter the production area. It should cost tens of millions!"

“The one with the boss is the head of the Guangzhou Science and Technology Commission,” Fang Yuan replied.

"The head of the Guangzhou Science and Technology Commission?"

"This level is quite high. But looking at the two of them, it seems like Boss Li is in the dominant position more?" Zhu Ling asked curiously.

"We don't know either!"

“When we came here, we emphasized confidentiality. Ask what you should ask, and don’t ask what you shouldn’t ask. But you’re already twenty-eight, why don’t you want children yet!” Fang Yuan shook her head and then asked.

"Let's wait a little longer!" Zhu Ling was also troubled by this matter. She didn't want children. Her husband hadn't said anything on the surface over the years, but he still had some thoughts in his heart. There were also her husband's family members (the exact time of the divorce is unknown, so let's just pretend they didn't divorce, because it is said that they only divorced after acting and separating).

"Sigh." Fang Yuan didn't know what to say, because some people who experienced that era seemed to have seen through everything.

"Since you're here, why don't you stay a couple more days before going back?"

"I'll take the day off tomorrow and take you to the city."

"Thank you, Auntie!" Zhu Ling nodded.

"My aunt and uncle will be transferred here in a few days, and then they will arrange for us to be assigned housing."

“When you arrive, we can stay in the city,” Fang Yuan said again.

After walking around, Li Song and Ma Shengli returned to their dormitory.

Li Song continued writing, while Ma Shengli rested in an empty dormitory room next to Li Song's.

Ma Shengli instructed Liu Qing to go back and report on her work, and also to investigate this Zhu Ling!
He also reported on the cultural aspects that Li Song had discussed with him, as well as the situation regarding film investment and animation outsourcing.

Ma Shengli feels that he is becoming more and more versatile and knows more and more things!
The next morning, just as Li Song got up, Fang Yuan came to ask for leave: "Boss, I'd like to take a day off today to take my niece to the city for a stroll!"

“Sure, I can just submit a leave slip later. Also, you can use the factory's car. I'm not going anywhere today!” Li Song said again.

"Thank you, boss!" Fang Yuan then took Zhu Ling and got into the Ford Strix to go to the city. There were people in the factory who were dedicated to driving cars.

"This car must be expensive!" Zhu Ling exclaimed as she saw the Ford Fiat for the first time.

"It seems to cost 15,000 US dollars!" Fang Yuan said from the car.

"Wow, that's enough to buy a whole bunch of courtyard houses!" Many people in Beijing are selling their courtyard houses to emigrate, and the price is only a few thousand mainland Chinese dollars. "Hmm!" Fang Yuan nodded.

Li Song spent his days writing articles at the factory, while Ma Shengli had nothing else to do.

In the afternoon, Ma Shengli received Zhu Ling's information.

Ma Shengli breathed a sigh of relief upon discovering that Zhu Ling was perfectly fine.

Because Li Song appears to be a Hong Kong businessman, but in reality, his level of secrecy is frighteningly high, and every move he makes is directly reported to the highest level.

"Boss, we didn't know what to bring you, so we brought you some steamed sponge cakes!" In the afternoon, Fang Yuan brought Zhu Ling back to the factory.

After using the company car for most of the day, the two thought about buying some small gifts for Li Song. However, they remembered that Li Song was from Hong Kong, and many things imported from outside were available in Hong Kong.

So I bought some steamed sponge cakes, which are a local snack in Guangzhou.

"I'm sorry to have troubled Mr. Li!" Zhu Ling followed behind Fang Yuan, carefully looking at Li Song's dormitory, which seemed to have nothing special about it.

"Thank you, I really like these kinds of snacks. Please have a seat, I'll pour you some tea," Li Song said.

"No need to trouble yourself, let's go back and tidy up, and get ready for dinner." Fang Yuan felt bad about staying in Li Song's dormitory any longer.

"Sit down, I'm not busy right now!" Li Song was about to pour tea for the two of them.

At this moment, Ma Shengli heard someone talking and quickly came over.

"Let me do it, let me do it!" Ma Shengli was about to pour the tea.

"I'll take care of it, please sit down!" Li Song personally poured tea for the group.

"What movie did Xiao Zhu make?" Ma Shengli asked, trying to make conversation.

"It's a film produced by Chang'an Film Studio, directed by Zhang Qichang. I only have a small supporting role in it...!" Zhu Ling was still a little nervous when facing Ma Shengli, after all, he was the head of a department in the provincial capital.

"Oh!" Ma Shengli nodded.

"Ms. Zhu is so beautiful, she has a bright future in the performing arts." Li Song looked at the youthful and beautiful Zhu Ling, whose beauty was so natural, and also had a touch of maturity. Of course, she was much more youthful and beautiful than when she played the Queen of the Women's Kingdom, and less mature.

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Li. My profession is not acting, and I still have some shortcomings in playing a supporting role this time."

"Thank you!" Zhu Ling explained, then accepted the tea that Li Song offered.

"Thank you!" Fang Yuan and Ma Shengli also expressed their gratitude after receiving their teacups.

"Then I'll find an opportunity to improve myself!"

“If Ms. Zhu is interested in developing her career in Hong Kong, she can contact me. I have some connections in this area,” Li Song said with a chuckle after sitting down.

"Thank you, Mr. Li!" Zhu Ling nodded.

Ma Shengli said, "If you like it, you can continue your studies at university."

"That's the plan I've been thinking about; I want to improve myself." Zhu Ling nodded.

Ma Shengli was unaware of the cultural export and investment policies, so he couldn't comment on them.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Li. You are welcome to visit my home in the future if you have the opportunity to come to Kyoto," Zhu Ling said again.

(End of this chapter)