Reborn in America, I'm serious about making money.

How much money can you make from a pig?

In a plush toy factory in Hangzhou, female workers are working in two shifts. This toy factory is invested by a Hong Kong businessman. The office building is located by West Lake, while the factory building is nearby.

They only make one thing: toy pigs. On the assembly line, they are so busy that they try to drink as little water as possible before work in order to avoid going to the toilet as much as possible. They are busy all day long, just to earn piece-rate wages.

The base salary for working here is very low; it's entirely based on piecework. After completing the minimum monthly quantity, you only get one cent per pig.

The female workers here could earn up to 1100 yuan a month, which was a very high salary in the 1990s. After working for two years, they could become almost 10,000 yuan a month.

During this period, the consumption level was very low and prices were not high. There was a news story about Malaysia. In 1992, his house in Lakeside Garden cost 2088 yuan per square meter, which was equivalent to 680 US dollars per square meter, while his salary was only a few hundred yuan. If he had bought there at that time, the house would have increased 20 times in value 20 years later.

Hong Kong businessmen bought twenty apartments in Lakeside Garden for their executives, most of whom came from Hong Kong and were temporarily residing there.

The buildings here are not tall, only four or five floors. The environment here is very nice, no wonder Malaysia took a liking to this place immediately.

This Hong Kong-funded toy company has been extremely busy lately, almost overwhelmed with orders from Europe. Before Christmas last year, their warehouse had accumulated at least twenty containers of inventory. Starting in December, all twenty containers of inventory were shipped to Europe, and before Christmas, they received another order from there.

At the beginning of this spring, the production director on the mainland was already worried sick. With red eyes, he said to the manager, "Mr. Lin, let's expand production. At this rate, our capacity won't be able to keep up."

Looking at the thick stack of forms, the middle-aged man surnamed Lin said, "I'll call headquarters and ask."

There are more than a dozen factories like this, producing various peripheral products such as keychains, pencil cases, water bottle charms, school bags, and so on.

Other factories are already expanding production. These factories are located in cities in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces near Shanghai, and they are aware of the surrounding news.

He immediately made a phone call to MCA Global Hong Kong branch, reporting the factory's situation and their desire to expand production capacity to meet European orders.

When Zhang San received the news, he agreed to the other party's request. He was very willing to buy land to expand production, after all, housing prices in Hangzhou would be very expensive in the future.

A day later, Manager Lin received a reply, instructing him to arrange the land purchase himself and then submit the plan and budget.

Manager Lin was quite satisfied after hearing this, feeling that the headquarters was taking good care of him. After hanging up the phone, he immediately made arrangements. He asked a beautiful secretary to call all the management team together for a meeting to discuss the expansion of production.

"I've received a reply from headquarters, asking us to submit a proposal and develop a budget... Has anyone...?"

After an afternoon of meetings and work arrangements, Manager Lin and his secretary got into the car together. Back at Lakeside Garden, Manager Lin, who had a family in Hong Kong, quickly hooked up with a beautiful woman from the factory, especially since Hangzhou was known for its beautiful women. He used sweet talk and money to satisfy her vanity, and she soon became his 'secretary'.

Even if Zhang San knew about this, he wouldn't make a big deal out of it, as long as it didn't disrupt production or affect his ability to make money; he himself wasn't a saint.

What was Zhang San busy with? After returning, he remembered his promise to Boss Liu to help him find some necklaces, and after thinking about it, he decided to sell him a few.

"Stephen, you have good news?"

Boss Liu's surprised voice came through the microphone; Zhang San moved the microphone further away, the sound was too loud, move it further away.

"David, the New Era Financial Center, I'll be waiting for you there."

He was still pleasantly surprised to receive a call from Zhang San before the New Year; it wasn't that he liked these things, but rather that he was annoyed to death by those women.

Since the last time, I've been lukewarm towards him, which really irritated him.

When Boss Liu came in, he saw Zhang San sitting there calmly and smiling. He felt that something good was waiting for him.

"Boss, lift it up and take a look." Zhang San pointed to a red cloth on the desk and asked him to open it.

Boss Liu smiled, lifted the lid, and saw five diamond necklaces inside the box, along with five certificates, just like the last one.

These certificates were all obtained from India, which is famous for its diamonds, haha...

These five diamonds are very beautiful. Although they are smaller than the first one, you can't really tell unless you look closely. They sparkle brilliantly in the sunlight, dazzling his eyes.

"Oh, Stephen, I don't know how to thank you enough." Boss Liu was actually a little embarrassed. Being able to get so many large diamonds showed that Zhang San really cared about his matter.

Zhang San laughed and said, "It's nothing."

Boss Liu has studied these diamonds. According to market prices, these five diamond necklaces would cost at least 20 million US dollars, and they certainly cannot be bought in the short term.

It's rarer to find ones that are similar in size and weight; after thinking for a moment, he realized he couldn't owe someone a favor, so he said, "I have a commercial building in Yau Ma Tei. I know you like commercial buildings, so I'll sell it to you for HK$100 million."

"Then I'll accept it without hesitation, brother."

What happened next, Zhang San didn't know. It wasn't until a month later, when he saw Boss Liu again,

His face looked extremely haggard, his eyes sunken, his gaze dull and lifeless, revealing a deep weariness. His complexion was pale and bloodless, like a piece of overused white paper that had lost its original luster. His skin was loose, with noticeably more wrinkles, as if the marks of time had appeared all at once. Dark circles and puffy bags under his eyes, like bags filled with water, filled his face. His lips were dry and cracked, lacking their former rosy hue. He seemed as if all life had been drained from him, devoid of his former vitality and spirit.

"Hey buddy, what's wrong with you? Should we go to the hospital?"

Boss Liu said with a wry smile, "Sigh, Stephen, I was too greedy. After I sent it over, they were so enthusiastic that I became like this. I just couldn't refuse their enthusiasm."

Zhang San said, "I know a gentleman who is very good at this, but he lives in Chinatown in Los Angeles. I'll have someone invite him over so he can take a look at you."

Boss Liu immediately perked up. Sure enough, this younger brother was a good person. He smiled and said, "Then I'll trouble you."