For Li Jiacheng, Shi Zhijian's reputation has been very well-known in Hong Kong recently, especially the vicious battle between Shi Zhijian's Shinhwa Company and Dai Fengnian-backed Yongkang Company, which is dizzying.
"Young people don't know the heights of the world. If they want to go against Dai Fengnian, they are afraid of losing." Li Jiacheng muttered, "The Dai Group owned by Dai Fengnian has at least 50 million in assets, and Shi Zhijian has at most 5 million, ten times more
Why don't you crush him with all your strength?"
"But... now that Shi has persisted for so long, it is rumored that Yongkang, owned by Dai, also had an accident."
"Rumors can all be fabricated!" Li Jiacheng said disdainfully, "Only one with strong strength will be the final winner."
Zhuang Jiajun remained silent.
His brother-in-law started his business in a plastic flower factory. In just a dozen years, it went from a small factory to a large factory today. He also established Yangtze River Industries, built a 12-story industrial building, and began to involve real estate and manufacturing.
industry, transportation industry, etc., with assets approaching hundreds of millions.
In Li Jiacheng's eyes, everything must rely on strength to speak for itself.
Dai Fengnian is stronger than Shi Zhi, so Shi Zhijian can only fight on the street. No matter how cunning and cunning you are, you can't turn around.
In short, strength crushes everything!
"Wait and see! When that Shi Zhijian is on the street, we will buy his Shek Kip Mei factory. If we don't do anything wrong, we have to open an instant noodle factory in such a good location. It is a waste! Also, keep the good ones
The water company refuses to do anything, but it insists on providing free water to those people in Shek Kip Mei. How clever!"
As a businessman, Li Jiacheng does not approve of Shi Zhijian's practice of "wasting" good resources.
In his view, there are business opportunities everywhere in Hong Kong that are waiting for development. Only those who can seize the business opportunities are the proud ones and can be superior to others.
…
At this time, the show on the big stage has begun.
The entire theater is equipped with round tables, chairs and stools.
There are different kinds of food and drinks on the table.
Shi Yufeng and her gang of factory workers basically had tables at the back, with only melon seeds, peanuts, crushed biscuits and other food on them.
There is a VIP area in front, with apples, bananas, cantaloupe, and soda drinks on the tables.
Bao'er looked at the "food" on the table and pouted unhappily. She thought there was something delicious, but it was just melon seeds and biscuits, not even chocolate or small cakes.
Shi Yufeng stared at the stage with wide eyes.
On the stage, with crested hairpins and beaded flowers swaying, Bai Xuexian, dressed in a red flower costume, came on the stage and opened her mouth with a wonderful aria of "Emperor's Flower"——
"The sky is full of fallen flowers, blocking out the moonlight. I borrow a cup and recommend it to the phoenix platform. The emperor's daughter brings tears to the flowers and offers incense. She wishes to die to thank her parents. She peeks, secretly peeks, she sheds tears and secretly feels sad..."
Bao'er pursed her lips and pulled Shi Yufeng with her little hands.
Shi Yufeng looked down at her, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and stuffed them into her hand, "Eat melon seeds!"
Bao'er collected the melon seeds aggrievedly and looked at his uncle Shi Zhijian.
Shi Zhijian was surrounded by young female workers who were in love, asking questions.
"Brother Jian, where do you usually like to go? I really like to go to Victoria Peak to watch the sunrise!"
"Brother Jian, how about we go to the beach to ride the waves when we have time?"
"Brother Jiang, do you like listening to the Beatles? I really like John Lennon!"
They are all young and artistic, and accept new things quickly. They like to listen to rock music and watch fashionable things such as romantic movies. As for watching Cantonese opera, these are things only "old-timers" like Shi Yufeng like to do.
Their current goal is Shi Zhijian, a pretty boy who everyone loves.
When Baoer saw that no one was paying attention to him, he looked around, and then saw the VIP area not far ahead. There were a lot of delicious food and drinks on the big table there, and there seemed to be chocolates.
Bao'er's eyes lit up and he didn't care much. He slid down from the chair and ran towards the big round table in front.
…
At the large round table, Zhou Dahong was introducing Xu Zhaodi with a proud look on his face, "Well, this is my husband Wu Dekui."
He was an old man in his fifties, with a greasy appearance and squinty eyes. He was not a good guy at first glance.
"Hello, is this Xu Zhaodi? Let's meet Wu Dekui. Just call me Brother Kui!"
The old man extended his hand in a very polite manner.
Xu Zhaodi was busy shaking hands with him, "Brother Kui, hello."
The old man took the opportunity to eat tofu and touched Xu Zhaodi's little hand.
Xu Zhaodi blushed and felt a little disgusted, but she didn't dare to show it.
Zhou Dahong boasted very much before, saying that when her husband was in Shanghai, he was a kind of young master. Not to mention his handsome demeanor, he also made a fortune.
Although Hong Kong is not as prosperous as before, it is still a gentleman and aristocrat mixing in the upper class society.
At this moment, this gentleman and aristocrat's cannibalistic behavior made Xu Zhaodi wonder if Zhou Dahong was blind.
The reason why Xu Zhaodi can sit at the VIP table tonight is because Zhou Dahong pulled her over and said that he would introduce many big bosses to her.
Xu Zhaodi was a bit pretty, with willow eyebrows and a slim waist. She thought she was much prettier than Zhou Dahong, who had a big face and a big butt. Of course, she also fantasized about catching a rich husband.
In fact, when Zhou Dahong brought Xu Zhaodi over, he would not sincerely help her introduce rich people. The main purpose was to show off himself and to find a free follower for Xu Zhaodi to help make tea and pour water.
There were six people at Wu Dekui's table. Apart from Wu Dekui and his wife, and Xu Zhaodi, the other three were all small suppliers of the plastic flower factory.
In terms of capital and strength, these three people are not as good as Wu Dekui, so they continue to fawn over Wu Dekui. The one on the left is called "Boss Wu" and the one on the right is called "Big Brother Wu".
Wu Dekui seems to enjoy being flattered by others. He has a very high posture, does not knock melon seeds, and only takes a sip of tea and puts it down.
Zhou Dahong was different. From time to time, he would drink up all the tea and ask Xu Zhaodi to help pour it. He would ask Xu Zhaodi to help bring whatever he wanted to eat, and then devour it.
Under Xu Zhaodi's obedient service, her vanity was also strongly satisfied.
…
Baoer jumped up to Wu Dekui's table, secretly glanced at the fruits and soda on the table, and licked his mouth.
"Want to eat? I'll give it to you!" A chubby little boy about five or six years old ran over, came close to Bao'er and said with a wink.
Baoer smiled: "You are smaller than me, how can you hold it?"
The little fat man wiped his nose and said, "Don't be afraid, these are mine. I can eat as much as I want."
"Liar!"
"I don't lie."
Bao'er looked at Little Fatty: "Then why do you want to help me?"
"Because you are beautiful. I have never seen a girl as beautiful as you." Little Fatty said with a smile.
Bao'er glanced at him: "Then you must be a bad person."
"How can I be a bad person?"
"My uncle said that when you boys praise girls for their beauty, you are all lying. Those who lie are not good people!"
