Jinlong Machinery Company consigned ten new instant noodle production machines.
The roar of the vehicles was earth-shattering.
"Mr. Shi, your machine is here!" Tian Jiale pointed at the fleet and said happily for Shi Zhijian.
The convoy stopped at the dock, and the person in charge of escorting got off the car and invited Shi Zhijian to get on the bus to inspect the goods.
Shi Zhijian got on the car and took a closer look. He was very satisfied with these machines and equipment. Whether it was flour mixing machinery, continuous pressing, frying, or cutting machinery, they were all very good. It can be said that even every screw nut was very precise and fully displayed.
The "artisan spirit" of the carrot heads.
Seeing that Shi Zhijian was very satisfied, the person in charge said proudly: "These machines are designed and manufactured by our company according to your requirements!"
"Very good, it's ready to be shipped!" Shi Zhijian said.
So, the person in charge began to ask everyone to load all the machines onto the "Lion" cargo ship, and shouted loudly during the shipment: "Be careful! These are new machines! You can't afford to pay for them if they are damaged!"
Just as everyone was shouting slogans and loading onto the ship, a champagne-colored Toyota Crown drove over from behind the convoy.
Crown stopped in front of Shi Zhijian and the car door opened.
Last time, the burly middle-aged man got out of the car first and helped open the rear door.
Immediately, Mitsuko Yamada helped Nobuo Asakura, who was dressed in Japanese clothing, to get out of the car.
Asakura Nobuo was wearing a moon-white straw hat and leaning on a cane. When he saw Shi Zhijian, he raised his cane and pointed to the fence by the seaside.
Shi Zhijian understood, walked over, and stood side by side with Chao Cang, facing the sunset and looking at the magnificent sea amidst the cheers of seabirds.
"Mr. Shi, maybe I said this a little late, I hope to be friends with you!" Asakura said to the sea breeze, "The real kind, we can rely on each other!"
"Mr. Asakura, you think so highly of me!" Shi Zhijian pressed his arms on the fence, "I am a small businessman, how can I help you?"
"Your skills! Your ability to design machinery!" Asakura suddenly said, "I think besides this mechanical design, you should have other works, right?"
Shi Zhijian turned to look at Asakura: "Guess!"
Asakura smiled and thought about it on his own. There must be a lot of them. He also asked me to guess that this guy is interesting.
Shi Zhijian felt guilty. Although he graduated in mechanical design, his design of the instant noodle machine was a mistake. It would be difficult for him to design anything again.
"To show my sincerity, then..." Asakura suddenly waved behind him.
Mitsuko Yamada hurriedly stepped forward and held a check in both hands.
Asakura reached out and took out the check, letting Shi Zhijian see it clearly, "This is the Standard Chartered check you issued last time for 400,000 yuan!"
Immediately, he tore the check into pieces and threw it into the air.
The sea breeze blew and the confetti danced wildly.
"Mr. Asakura, what are you-----" Shi Zhijian looked moved.
"These machines are given to you, but you have to let me use your patent for one year first. As you said, I can sell each machine for 40,000 yuan, and then I will pay you the patent fee! Finally, if you have anything else in the future,
Good design, don't forget me, don't forget the Golden Dragon Company in Yokohama!"
Shi Zhijian remained silent, as if he was embarrassed.
Asakura waved back again, and Mitsuko Yamada stepped forward again, this time presenting another check.
Asakura took the check and handed it to Shi Zhijian: "One hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars, this should be a small gift to witness our friendship!"
Shi Zhijian smiled, took the check and stuffed it into his arms, and said in a calm tone: "Mr. Asakura, you're too polite! I don't like talking about money with people the most! Talking about money is too embarrassing! In fact, I also like to make friends with you.
Look at the sea like this and talk about life!"
Asakura rolled his eyes, "I really like to talk about life with you, but next time, if I have a chance, I will go to Hong Kong and stand with you on the famous Victoria Peak to have a good talk about life!"
…
The Lion is about to set sail.
"Woo-----"
The last whistle.
On the dock, Tian Jiale, as a translator, saw with his own eyes that Shi Zhijian not only earned ten machines worth 400,000 Hong Kong dollars for free, but was also given 100,000 Hong Kong dollars by Nobuo Asakura!
100,000 plus 400,000, what is that?
500,000!
Converted into Japanese yen, that’s 7.5 million!
Oh my God, that is such a huge number. Even if Tian Jiale cheats and swindles at this dock for the rest of his life, he will not be able to earn it!
For Shi Zhijian, Tian Jiale not only envied him, but also admired him!
This is the real big player!
"No, I have to work hard!" Tian Jiale immediately found his target, pointed at a guest who had just gotten off a cruise ship in South Korea, and pressed the shutter of his camera.
"Click, click!"
Tian Jiale rushed forward and said to the fat black man with a smile on his face: "Excuse me, sir! I was so moved by your extraordinary handsomeness that I couldn't help but take a set of photos for you!"
"You are a distinguished Korean guest. Just by looking at you, we can tell that Korean men are always so handsome!"
"By the way, my name is Tanaka Jiro! In addition, I also have a very down-to-earth Korean name. You can call me 'Park Deok-hwan'!"
…
A few days later, at eight o'clock in the evening.
The clouds are overcast and the Wan Chai Pier is lit with fishing fires.
The Lion cargo ship made a long blast and began to slow down a few hundred meters away from the dock.
Shi Zhijian stood on the deck and looked towards the dock. It was too far away to see clearly.
Although he had been to Japan not long ago, Shi Zhijian felt like a wanderer returning home.
"Master Shi, what are you doing?" a voice came from behind.
Shi Zhijian turned his head and threw a can of Kirin beer over.
Shi Zhijian quickly caught the beer, his hands were cold, but he just took it out of the freezer.
Shi Zhijian smiled and said to the visitor: "Thank you, Brother Qi! You know, I like cold beer the most!"
"That's right. From now on, call me 'Seventh Brother'. Don't call me 'Captain Liu'. It's too awkward!"
The man was in his thirties, tall and burly, wearing a British-style captain's hat crookedly, with sunken eye sockets, a high nose, especially his hair was blond, and he was obviously of ghost origin.
Liu Qi, the captain of the "Lion", is nicknamed "Ghost Seven" and is also known as the "Golden Retriever Lion King".
Shi Zhijian and Liu Qichu were doing well during their time on the ship. Since they can be captains, they are very good at dealing with people. Especially for a mixed-race "second devil" like Liu Qi, it is even more difficult to be able to ascend the "throne" of captain.
Simple.
There are a lot of mixed-race people in Hong Kong. Most of them are some ghost guys who played with women and got pregnant and then abandoned them. They were born as bastards and were criticized, looked down upon and isolated by others from the time they were born.
The same goes for Liu Qi. He suffered a lot when he was a child, and being beaten and scolded was a common occurrence.
It's just that he doesn't say a word no matter how others beat or scold him. On the contrary, he sometimes smiles at others.
Once, Liu Qi was pushed to the ground by some gangsters on the street and beaten wildly. Not only did Liu Qi not cry or beg for mercy, but she shouted, "Good beating, it feels good! It will feel better if you hit harder!"
When those people let go of him and stood up, Liu Qi actually snatched the knife from a rogue, but instead of stabbing him, he stabbed his own thigh three times, shouting: "See, grandson, stabbing like this is the best."
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Seeing the blood pouring from Liu Qi's thigh, the scoundrels were frightened on the spot.
From then on, Liu Qi was directly regarded as a lunatic!
No one dares to bully him anymore!
In this way, Liu Qi relied on such fierceness and stubbornness to start as a sailor on the Lion. In just two or three years, he experienced gang extortion, marine police extortion, and pirate robbery.
After the incident, he became the captain directly.
"Brother Qi, since you said that, don't call me 'gongzi' in the future. I live in Shek Kip Mei and I come from a poor background like you, so you can just call me 'A Jian'!" Shi Zhijian used
He opened the beer with his index finger, took a big sip into his mouth, and said, "It's ice cold, it's just fun!"
Liu Qi laughed and slapped Shi Zhijian on the shoulder: "I like you!"
He also opened the beer and took a sip, casually wiping his mouth with his sleeve, "Hey, I like you not because you are handsome. I'm not like that streetwalker who likes to poke men in the butt! I like you.
You are quite cheerful, I like cheerful people!"
After a pause, he added: "Those young masters are very good at what they do, and they like to put on airs when doing things. Whether they are drinking or talking, they like to go around in circles. It's so boring!"
Shi Zhijian leaned on the deck railing with one arm and looked at Liu Qi with a smile on his side: "Aren't you talking about Manager Zeng?"
"He? With his mustache, how does he look like a young master? If his sister hadn't been pretty and lucky enough to marry the eldest master of the Xu family, how could Zeng A Shu have turned into Uncle Zeng Guo?" Liu Qiyi
The face is disdainful.
"Don't let Manager Zeng hear what you said, he will be angry!"
"Don't worry, our dear uncle Guo is currently catching up on jet lag and catching up on sleep. Even if he stuffs his sow into his bridal chamber, he won't be able to wake him up!"
Shi Zhijian was speechless. It seemed that the popularity of this former manager was really worrying.
While Shi Zhijian and Liu Qi were chatting in the sea breeze, the Lion had docked at the pier. Looking down, they saw that the pier was densely packed but full of people.
Even standing on the boat, you can hear the yelling and cursing coming from below.
Take a closer look, you can see that the two gangs numbered no less than a few thousand men, and they were holding murderous weapons and were at war with each other!
