Detective Yan Xiong was still angry when he returned home.
He had had enough of Lei Luo, the birdman, for the entire day.
In order to show his strength as Inspector General Hua, Lei Luo forced Yan Xiong and others to hold a meeting to express their position. Anyone who refused to accept would be stepped on, and some new rules for collecting money would also be formulated.
Since then, although Yan Xiong is standing in three fertile areas in Yau Jian Wang, he has not benefited at all. On the contrary, Lei Luo has a higher position than him and will definitely get the lion's share when the money is divided.
The most irritating thing is that his godson Jiang Kun actually cost him 300,000 yuan!
Three hundred thousand, how long do you have to be greedy to get enough?
"Pu your mother!"
The more Yan Xiong thought about it, the angrier he became. He took off his coat and threw it to his confidant He Jingui, and said angrily: "How can this kid Lei Luo compare with me? In terms of qualifications and seniority, I am a head above him!"
"Besides, after all, I am highly educated and know how to speak English. What does Lei Luo know? He was born as a bad guy and can't even pronounce the twenty-six English letters!
He Jingui helped him hang up his coat and listened to Yan Xiong lose his temper. Only then did Yan Xiong realize that there was someone kneeling in the living room. Needless to say, it was his son Jiang Kun.
Jiang Kun's nose and face were bruised and swollen all over his body, and even the corners of his eyes were bleeding. He looked like he had been beaten a lot. At this moment, he was kneeling on the ground like an eternal sinner, not even daring to say a word.
He Jingui knew that Yan Xiong had something to "take care of", so he wisely dismissed all the servants and housekeepers.
Yan Xiong stood in front of Jiang Kun with his hands on his hips and ordered: "Raise your head!"
Jiang Kun raised his head.
"What else do you want to say now?"
Jiang Kun kowtowed as if he was pounding garlic: "I'm sorry, Master Xiong! I didn't mean it!"
"Isn't it intentional? Agui, let someone drag him out and tie up Shen Hai!"
Just as Agui was about to take action, Jiang Kun knelt down and hugged Yan Xiong's thigh, with tears and runny nose streaming down his face: "Master Qi, please spare my life! I will definitely make up for it with the money!"
Yan Xiong kicked him away, "I'm going to compensate your mother! Three hundred thousand, what are you going to do to compensate me?!"
Jiang Kun crawled over again and protected Yan Xiong's thigh: "I will work hard and I will sacrifice my life! I will definitely pay back the money! Mr. Qi, please spare me! Only godfathers are good in the world, and there are children with godfathers.
Like a treasure..."
Next to him, He Jingui's mouth twitched, lamenting Jiang Kun's shamelessness.
Yan Xiong snorted coldly: "Get out! Guard the pond for a few days first!"
Being a policeman guarding a pond is the worst. There is no profit at all and you can only live with a small salary, but this is better than sinking into the sea.
Jiang Kun immediately knelt down and kowtowed, shouting: "Thank you, Lord Qi!"
Jiang Kun left like a dog. Yan Xiong was a little hungry after losing his temper. The servant had gone to bed early and his wife was not in good health these days. Yan Xiong thought of the instant noodles that Shi Zhijian rushed to the street during the day and asked He Jingui to take a bag.
come out.
The packaging of instant noodles is very exquisite, a colorful plastic bag with an outline of a person printed on it, with a thumbs up, and above the thumb is a line of words: Master Shi! Top Gua Gua!
Yan Xiong recognized the instant noodles as Shi Zhijian's street boy as soon as he saw the outline. He immediately mistook the instant noodles for Shi Zhijian. Shi Zhijian hated it so much that he washed it with hot water and soaked it, using all kinds of torture.
After waiting for about five minutes, I opened it.
Gritting his teeth, Yan Xiong couldn't care less, and directly regarded the soaked instant noodles as Shi Zhijian again, suddenly picked up a chopstick and swallowed it straight into his stomach.
Ugh! My eyes lit up! It smells so good!
…
Peak Road-----
Xu's Villa-----
Xu Shixun and Xu Sanshao are well-known night owls. Especially recently, they have been busy preparing for the Bobo Cabaret and have been socializing frequently. They came back very drunk tonight.
Fortunately, Mr. Xu had already rested, so Mr. Xu entered the hall without any danger.
Sister Lan, the "self-combing girl", came out to welcome Xu Shixun and helped Xu Shixun take off his hat and hang up his clothes.
Xu Shixun took off his leather shoes, kicked them aside, lay barefoot on the sofa, and lazily picked his ears with his fingers, asking Sister Lan to help him make a pot of strong tea to sober up.
At this time, Axiang arrived and personally reported today's situation to Xu Sanshao.
When he heard that Yan Xiong's godson Jiang Kun had come to look for trouble, and that the four detectives personally congratulated Shi Zhijian on his opening, Xu Shixun couldn't help but froze for a moment. He held up the crane-mouth purple clay pot on the coffee table and took a sip at the spout.
, with a thoughtful expression.
Axiang did not dare to interrupt the third young master's thinking. When Xu Shixun finished thinking and looked at him, he said that Lei Luo wanted to accept Shi Zhijian as his younger brother, but Shi Zhijian refused.
"Third Young Master, you don't know, the situation at that time was so tense, Inspector Lei looked as if he wanted to eat someone!"
"And that Shi Zhijian, so awesome! How dare he openly reject Lei Luo!"
A trace of envy appeared on Axiang's face, "If it were me, I would have agreed and then knelt down to recognize Brother Qi!"
"You little slave! Do you want to change your master? If you have a way, I won't stop you!"
"No! No!" Ah Xiang waved his hands hurriedly, then squatted down, held up Xu Shixun's bare feet and buried them in his arms. While helping with the massage, he said with a smile: "I was joking, Master, you are so good to me, I
How could I bear to leave you!"
Xu Shixun smiled, holding the exquisite crane-mouthed pot and said: "You are serious! Where can you find someone as good as me? The reward I usually give you is enough to buy a villa!"
"Axiang doesn't want a villa, Axiang just wants to stay with you, young master!"
"Haha, that's good! Hey, what does this smell like?" Xu Shixun suddenly shrugged his nose.
"It's instant noodles!" Axiang claimed the credit, "It's a return gift from Mr. Shi. I tasted the delicious ones. I was afraid that you would not be full after you came back to drink, so I cooked a bowl for you!"
"Instant noodles? Uh, let's try some!"
"Hello!"
Ah Xiangpidian brought a bowl of noodles over. Xu Shixun drank a lot of wine but ate very little food. He was really a little hungry at this moment, so he couldn't help but pick up his chopsticks and take a bite.
"How is it, Master?" Axiang salivated.
Xu Shixun said nothing and frowned.
Axiang continued: "This instant noodles is very good. Not only is it easy to eat, it also comes in many flavors, including chicken, beef, and spicy. I know you like seafood, so I cooked this for you!"
"
Xu Shixun still said nothing.
Axiang felt something was wrong and said with some anxiety: "Uh, isn't it delicious? Damn it, Axiang, you shouldn't let the young master eat such low-level things! Axiang won't do it in the future, and he won't dare!"
Just when A Xiang was apologizing, Xu Shixun suddenly said: "A Xiang, that Shi Zhijian is going to be prosperous!"
Axiang didn't understand what this meant.
Xu Shixun's starry eyes flickered, looking at the bowl of noodles in his hand, "Sooner or later, this kind of noodles will become famous in Hong Kong!"
Axiang looked stunned. He knew that his young master seemed unreliable, but he was the most business-minded. Even the old man said that if the third young master was more serious, he would be a rare business genius.
Even Master Xu is saying this now. Is this kind of instant noodles really that powerful?!
…
For seven consecutive days, Shi Zhijian stayed in the factory and was busy with factory matters.
The big red envelope of 600,000 yuan given to him by Lei Luo, Yan Xiong and others came in handy. On the one hand, the factory was equipped with necessary tea rooms, rest rooms, and a canteen for the workers.
Now Shi Zhijian plans to provide free meals to workers who work overtime, and pay overtime pay on a daily basis, which will greatly increase their work enthusiasm.
People in Yuen Long are very hard-working and are willing to work overtime as long as you pay them.
Since then, the original daily output of ten production lines has increased from 100,000 bags of instant noodles to 150,000 bags!
With Xu Shixun's help, sales channels were gradually opened.
A bag of instant noodles only costs 50 cents. You can choose from a variety of flavors and can be eaten dry or boiled. This is a good choice for Hong Kong people who are racing against time.
Dock workers, office workers, and those working in factories can fill their stomachs by buying a bag for just 50 cents, which is not very affordable at all.
For those shops that sell goods, they can make only 10 cents per bag and sell out in an instant. This kind of profit is definitely better than many products.
There are four million people in Hong Kong, and the poor are the most numerous!
If every poor person consumes one bag of instant noodles every day, then at least millions of bags are needed!
But now Shi Zhijian's factory has a daily output of only a few hundred thousand bags, so it can be said that supply exceeds demand.
at the same time-----
Businessmen who did not sell goods also sensed the business opportunities brought by instant noodles.
