Sure enough, upon hearing this, everyone sitting in the hall, no matter what their previous position was, their eyes lit up at this moment.
Qiang Qian, this cunning old fox, is full of calculations, but what he said is absolutely correct. Anyone who comes out to get around is seeking wealth.
It is absolutely true that money can make people go around.
For money, these little mules from a bottomless society will do almost anything. As long as the money is available, they can even give up their biological parents and siblings.
In fact, it’s not just dwarf mules. The bustling world is all for profit. The world is bustling for profit. Everyone in the world is bowing down for five measures of rice.
In life, the vast majority of people are just trying to make ends meet for a few taels of silver. A small number of people at the top of the pyramid will do whatever it takes to protect their own vested interests.
Although the Evil God is terrifying, brutal and intimidating, he is also an out-and-out God of Wealth.
Without mentioning anything else, let's just say that he now has a complete monopoly on the supply of goods in the Triangle. If a little bit of it is exposed through the cracks of his fingers, it will be the same as gold and silver, which is enough for endless use.
"I wonder what kind of business Mr. Wesley wants to open on Hong Kong Island?"
This time, it was the leader of 14k, Zhixiong, who spoke first. How should I put it, Zhixiong is an outlier and atypical among the club bosses in Hong Kong Island.
Although he comes from a mafia family, Zhixiong has never been interested in the world of fighting and killing in the world of martial arts, so he just sticks to it.
On the contrary, Zhixiong has a strong interest in legitimate business and is always trying, hoping to clear his name.
Of course, it can also be said that Zhixiong is more knowledgeable, has a keen sense of touch, and has a unique vision. He knows that the world will change sooner or later, and it is difficult to stay in the sidelines for a long time.
Needless to say, according to the normal trajectory, Prince Zhixiong is indeed one of the rare people among the big guys in Hong Kong to die a good death, and he died at the age of 83.
Of course, Du Weiguo couldn't predict the future. He glanced at Zhixiong with a slightly surprised look, but he didn't make any excuses and got straight to the point:
"Well, they are all small businesses. In the first stage, I want to do some business, buy a cigarette factory on Hong Kong Island, open a brewery, and a fast food factory.
They are all serious business, legal and compliant, and they can be upright and make money. I wonder if all the bosses are interested?"
Upon hearing this, everyone had different expressions, some were surprised, some were astonished, some were astonished, some were disapproving, and more people showed incredulous expressions.
Who would have thought that the evil god Tangtang, who had now firmly secured his position as the boss of Hong Kong Island, was at the height of his power, could command the world, and would turn to white-dealing business when he wanted what he wanted.
These societies in Hong Kong today are confused with the black and white in later generations, and their methods of dealing with money are still a bit different.
Today's societies are relatively bad but relatively pure. Basically, they are engaged in traditional underworld business, which is clearly distinguishable from white circles.
These empty-headed guys who are accustomed to taking advantage of the sidelines look down upon legitimate business that follows steps and rules.
Even if they are interested, their eyes are basically in a dark state, so everyone looks like a stupid goose.
However, there were also those who reacted quickly. They raised their eyebrows forward and their eyes flickered, seeming to realize something. However, Zhixiong reacted much faster than him.
He keenly felt that this was a God-given opportunity to go ashore. His face turned red and he asked urgently:
"Mr. Wesley, how do you want to cooperate specifically? I am willing to do my best to help. I will provide you with money and people. There will be no ambiguity."
Zhen Guolong was half-understood, but he was a good-looking person, so naturally he was not willing to be outdone, so he directly chose to support without thinking, and followed Zhixiong and said:
"Mr. Wesley, my old Zhen is just a rough guy. I only know how to fight and kill, but I don't know how to do business. But with your sinister golden name standing out, no matter what you do, I am willing to buy a share."
Xiang Xiang was an old man, and waited until both of them had expressed their opinions before being the last one to speak. He also asked a question that concerned everyone:
"Mr. Wesley, we are all illiterate people and don't know anything about business. If you want to open a business, please explain to us in detail what the regulations are."
Should I say it or not, the question of moving forward also tickled Du Weiguo. He nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile:
"My ex-brother asked me well. When I build a factory on Hong Kong Island, you don't need to worry about the cost, land, projects, and approvals. As for the workers, I will give priority to the children of the Kowloon Walled City and the community.
However, after all, things need to be sold after they are produced, and none of my subordinates are helpless, so I can only rely on the bosses, tobacco, alcohol and groceries, etc. I believe all the bosses have enough connections."
As soon as Du Weiguo finished speaking, Zhixiong stood up immediately, unable to contain his excitement and impatient:
"Sir, let's not talk about Hong Kong Island. I am in Wanwan and Tai O, and I am quite familiar with the people and the ground. I will make reservations for these two places first."
Zhixiong took the lead, Qiang Qian and Zhen Guolong were about to express their stance, but Du Weiguo turned over his palm and stopped him.
Du Weiguo’s smile was as warm as a spring breeze:
"It's easy to talk, brother Zhixiong, the two big guys, then I wish us a happy cooperation. We will talk about the specific charter later."
After finishing speaking, Du Weiguo stood up slowly and hugged everyone present:
"Boss, I'm sorry for bothering you tonight. Thank you for giving me Wesley's noodles. The last thing is this. It's all voluntary and will never be forced. Bosses who are not interested can leave first."
At this point, the big deal has been decided, and the atmosphere in the restaurant has calmed down, no longer the tense and frightening tension before.
Among these bosses, there are indeed many stubborn old stubborns who follow the old ways and accept death, and disdain any legitimate business in their hearts.
After hearing Du Weiguo's words, these people stood up immediately to return the favor, took Ma Zai with them, and left in a hurry.
At 2 o'clock in the evening, with the moon in the sky, Du Weiguo drove alone, a little tired, to Zhao Yingnan's residence in Wan Chai.
This small villa in a quiet environment is adjacent to Causeway Bay and close to Victoria Park. It has convenient transportation and is quiet in the bustle.
It was a property purchased by Mo Lan earlier. After she left Hong Kong Island, Zhao Yingnan was too lazy to move and has been living here.
When Du Weiguo arrived, not only Zhao Yingnan and Amei were at home, but Pang Xiaoqing was also there, and the lights were bright.
Several women were awake and sitting on the sofa in the living room staring at each other. The atmosphere was not very harmonious.
Previously, Lai Hao tried to commit suicide, attacked Kunpeng Pictures, and kidnapped Zhao Yingnan. Later, Du Weiguo became so angry that he not only killed Lai Hao, but also wiped out the entire righteous gang.
Now, almost the entire Hong Kong community knows that Zhao Yingnan is Du Weiguo's woman. Just in case, there should be someone around to protect her.
Xiao Ma was seriously injured at the time and was still hospitalized. She had no choice but to let Pang Xiaoqing accompany her. Her hidden line was completely broken.
Seeing Du Weiguo, Zhao Yingnan's expression was a little hard to describe, as if he was angry or strange, and there was a hint of resentment in his eyes.
Ma Wu is an old man in the world, and he is well versed in the truth that talking too much can lead to mistakes, and he really does not know the relationship between Amei and Du Weiguo.
So when he sent Amei here, he didn't dare to say a word, he just said that Du Weiguo asked him to send it.
As for A-mei, ever since she arrived, she has been hugging Du Weiguo's coat tightly and huddled in the corner of the sofa, like a frightened deer, on the verge of tears, without even saying a word.
This kind of performance naturally made Zhao Yingnan misunderstand, thinking that Amei was another Yingying Yanyan that Du Weiguo was provoking outside.
Moreover, A-mei is still so young and looks like she is not even an adult yet. Du Weiguo, this bitch, is getting more and more over the top now, being cold-blooded and carefree.
The one who was more appetizing than her was Pang Xiaoqing. Ever since Amei came in, she had been looking at her almost non-stop, her heart bursting with resentment and her eyes split open.
Pang Xiaoqing couldn't figure it out no matter what, where did he lose?
In terms of face, body, and skills, the helpless yellow-haired little girl in front of her is obviously inferior to her. Is it because she is young?
Yes, I am already old, a lot older. In two years, I will have wrinkles, and naturally I will not be as good as the dewy little girl in front of me.
Pang Xiaoqing's inner drama was so rich and her resentment soaring to the sky that when she looked at Du Weiguo, her eyes were filled with sadness, just like the frost in June and the cry of cuckoo's blood.
Even Du Weiguo, who had seen the big scene, couldn't help but feel chills running down his spine and took a breath of air-conditioning. Damn, what's going on?
Du Weiguo was now considered to be well-versed in human relations. After a quick glance at everyone's expressions, he immediately understood that they must have misunderstood, and quickly gathered his strength to clear up the situation.
He first greeted Zhao Yingnan and the others, and then waved to Amei: "Megan, Xiaoqing is here too. Amei, come here."
When A-Mei saw Du Weiguo, she felt as if she were a relative. She was so happy that she trotted over quickly.
She leaned in front of him obediently, hugged his arm, her big eyes filled with tears, and shouted timidly:
"Sir, you are finally here."
Damn it, you just ate it secretly outside, and now you actually bring it to me, and you even dare to act coquettishly in front of me? And you're flirting with me!
Seeing this slightly ambiguous scene, Zhao Yingnan and Pang Xiaoqing immediately gritted their teeth, blood filled their pupils, and their overwhelming resentment could hardly be suppressed.
"What a big resentment!"
Du Weiguo's neck felt cold, and he calmly put away Amei's hand, pretending to be calm, and explained in a calm tone:
"Amei, this is my woman. She is a few years older than you. You can just call her Sister Megan from now on. This is Sister Xiaoqing, Megan, Xiaoqing, this is Amei, she escaped from the north.
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When Du Weiguo said this, he gently touched Amei's little head:
"Tonight is the first day of Amei's mother. Her stepfather is a beast. He wanted to harm her after being drunk. I happened to be passing by.
Yingnan, Xiaoqing may be busy in the future, so I want Amei to take care of your daily life and let you have someone around you who can talk."
As soon as he heard this, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed. Zhao Yingnan's eye circles immediately turned red, and he almost burst into tears. He looked at Du Weiguo with eyes as tender as water.
Pang Xiaoqing also breathed a long sigh of relief, and saw that Amei's expression suddenly softened and was filled with distress. She was already a miserable person, and she couldn't bear to see this the most.
Amei was not stupid. She raised her head timidly and softly called out: "Sister Megan, Sister Xiaoqing."
Zhao Yingnan hurriedly reached out and took her hand, gently wiped her tears and said comfortingly:
"Amei, you have suffered a lot. Don't worry, no one will dare to bully you again."
Pang Xiaoqing also knew that he had misunderstood Du Weiguo, so he looked at him apologetically and forced himself to bring up a topic:
"Sir, A-mei's stepfather~~"
Du Weiguo's tone was indifferent, and he casually gave a reason: "Well, that bastard brought it upon himself to die. He just fell into the sea and drowned."
Upon hearing this, Amei's eyes widened in surprise. Du Weiguo smiled and winked at her without explaining much.
Only now did Zhao Yingnan notice the black dog following Du Weiguo, and said in a surprised tone:
"Wesley, what's going on with this dog? What breed is it? It looks very majestic. What's its name?"
Du Weiguo patted Nightmare on the head:
"Beautiful! Hey, follow me. I picked it up when I was working outside. I named him Nightmare. I heard it was called a Weimaraner.
By the way, I just came back tonight, and after working hard for most of the night, I couldn’t stand it without eating, and I didn’t even give me a drink of water?"
Zhao Yingnan rolled his eyes at him angrily and said angrily:
"Isn't this your home? Do you think it's a hotel? Why are you pretending to be a second uncle? If you want to drink water, just pour it yourself."
Pang Xiaoqing is much more sensible and very well-behaved: "Sir, are you hungry? I'll feed you~"
The next day, it was three o'clock in the morning and the sun was shining brightly. In the living room of the villa, Zhao Yingnan and Pang Xiaoqing looked at each other in confusion.
Zhao Yingnan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stuttered a little:
"Wei, uh, Wesley, why did you suddenly make such a big move? Tobacco factory, winery, and fast food factory.
Isn’t your investment strategy a bit rash? Moreover, Kunpeng Pictures has just resumed work, and we don’t know anything about this~"
Du Weiguo held a cigarette in his mouth, leaned lazily on the sofa, rubbed Nightmare's big head, and spoke in a casual tone:
"Haha, just learn if you don't understand. To put it bluntly, that's what buying and selling is all about. Because of the lame tycoon's incident before, I now have some respect in Hong Kong. No one dares to make a fuss about it, and I'm basically guaranteed to make a profit without losing any money."
Du Weiguo exhaled the smoke and changed the subject:
"Besides, the scale of investment is not too large. I roughly estimated it before, opening three factories at the same time, plus the operating expenses for the next year.
The total investment is about 200 million Hong Kong dollars, which is enough. Even if you lose everything, it doesn’t matter, I will transfer the money to you tomorrow."
Upon hearing his tone, Zhao Yingnan was a little confused and gasped, but then her face suddenly turned cold and clouded:
"Wesley, did you go to Pattaya and ask for money from that vixen Moran? I will never use her money!"
Du Weiguo couldn’t laugh or cry:
"Hey, Meghan, can you stop thinking so wildly that a villain's heart can judge a gentleman's heart? Besides, I am a sinister person, and I only need a small amount of money to ask for a woman's hand?"
Zhao Yingnan is not easy to fool:
"Don't be ridiculous, most of your wealth is invested in Pattaya and America, you think I don't know? Suddenly, where did you get so much money?
You really have such a strong tone! Now 200 million is nothing in your mouth, and it doesn’t matter if you lose it.”
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and joked with a smile:
"Of course, I have earned it through hard work recently. I come in the wind and rain every day, working hard with my head in my head, and I have some savings."
Zhao Yingnan understood, frowned, was silent for a while, and sighed:
"Wesley, we have a small amount of savings now. Even if you stay on Hong Kong Island and don't go out to do anything anymore, you still have enough space to move around~~"
In fact, Moran has mentioned this problem openly and secretly before. It is just that it is extremely cold at high places. The higher you climb, the easier it is to become the target of public criticism, and you will be frightened and feel like walking on thin ice.
Zhao Yingnan can be regarded as the queen of the general family, and her political sensitivity is much higher than that of Mo Lan, but her information channels are too limited.
She simply couldn't imagine Du Weiguo's current real situation. It seemed like flowers were blooming and fire was cooking oil, but in fact he was sailing against the current, retreating if he didn't advance, always wandering on the edge of the abyss.
His enemies are countless and incredibly strong. Once he shows even a hint of weakness, they will be attacked by a group and torn into pieces in an instant.
Ignorance is also a kind of happiness. Du Weiguo didn't want to explain too much, so he chuckled and changed the topic lightly:
"Yingnan, I'll go to the bank later and transfer the money to you. Then I'll contact Huo Xian and ask him to come forward to help with the acquisition of the cigarette factory and the selection of a location to build the factory.
As for the production line in Japan, I will also ask them to send someone to contact them as soon as possible. You don’t have to do the specific matters yourself, let Xiao Ma and Xiao Qing help you."
Zhao Yingnan frowned, with some hesitation in his eyes: "Wesley, do you really want to do it? And in such a hurry?"
Du Weiguo nodded and held her shoulders:
"Yes, in the age of great strife, if you don't advance, you will retreat. The result of a small fortune is to become a fish. British men, Pattaya and America have all begun to show their prowess.
Our base camp on Hong Kong Island also needs to have its own power as soon as possible, so we not only have to do it, but we have to do it on a bigger scale."
Zhao Yingnan was also very keen, and he instantly heard that there was something in Du Weiguo's words, something that was not complete yet true, and there was also a hint of urgency.
He took a deep breath and nodded solemnly:
"Okay, I understand. I will go all out. Our power on Hong Kong Island will never be inferior to anywhere else."
Du Weiguo knew she understood and grinned:
"By the way, aren't you familiar with Mr. Shao? He should be planning to set up a TV station recently. Let's also buy a share. The higher the ratio, the better. Price is not a problem. We have money!"
Zhao Yingnan suddenly raised his eyebrows, stood up and sat next to him, leaned into his ear and whispered:
"Du Weiguo, you bastard, tell me how much private money you have saved now?"
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and winked, smiling playfully: "Hey, it's not that much, probably a few hundred million."
Zhao Yingnan's eyes suddenly tightened, and he asked cautiously after taking a breath:
"Hong Kong dollars?"
Du Weiguo's lips curled up: "Who are you looking down on? Hong Kong dollars, I have the nerve to say? Of course it's a beautiful knife!"
Upon hearing this somewhat absurd answer, Zhao Yingnan's eyes straightened and his tone trembled:
"A few hundred million dollars, did you rob a national bank somewhere?" (End of Chapter)