Reborn in Hong Kong, my cousin is Crippled Ho

Chapter 74 The Deal is Made, God of Wealth Shao Chao

The "certain people" Zhou Qianhe mentioned, namely Xu Neng, were giving Lin Yuanshan anxious winks.

What's the use of those five excavators?

It's not easy to use, it has a high failure rate, and it would just take up space if I bought it!

Lin Yuanshan shook his head at him, and while Zhou Qianhe was changing tea leaves, he whispered the names of Lin Qiang and the other two.

You can understand instantly!

Exactly! These local, homemade machines are beneath the notice of Yuanshan Plastics.

But if you resell it to people like Wang Cai, it will still be a hot commodity.

Thinking about the machines that Lin Qiang and the other two might need, Xu Neng flipped through the folder again. Zhou Qianhe had just changed the tea leaves, and Xu Neng had selected five more local teas.

"Huh, so fast?" Zhou Qianhe was a little surprised and curiously took the document page.

But after looking at it carefully, I couldn't find anything suspicious; it was definitely not an imported product.

Xu Neng snorted: "Back when I worked in the production workshop, I was known for being incredibly fast. Should I calculate the total price while I'm at it?"

"Tsk, everyone's on their own now, arguing over a few machines. Is it really necessary to be so sarcastic?" Zhou Qianhe shook his head, got up, and went to his desk to do some calculations with his abacus: "Five imported machines, total price HK$12500; five local machines, total price HK$4700; that's a total of HK$17200."

With a 8.5% discount, rounded down... it's 14600 yuan.

Xu Neng tapped his cigarette ash and said, "Don't forget that BIMCO beer machine."

"I haven't forgotten. I'll call the Shek Kip Mei factory later and ask them to arrange for someone to deliver it." Zhou Qianhe suddenly realized that this old Xu was a bit annoying. Even the boss, Lin Yuanshan, wasn't in a hurry, but he was.

After issuing the receipt, Zhou Qianhe walked back to the sofa and handed it to Lin Yuanshan: "Yuanshan, I've prepared the receipt. Have Lao Xu take you to the finance office to pay the money."

We will arrange for delivery to your door within two days at the latest.

"Okay, Uncle Zhou, can I borrow your phone to make a call?" Lin Yuanshan took the receipt and stood up.

Zhou Qianhe waved his hand: "It's over there, go fight it yourself."

Lin Yuanshan walked over, took out Lin Shaochao's business card from his wallet, and clicked the dial to select the number.

The call was quickly answered, and Lin Shaochao's voice came from the other end: "Hello, this is Lin Shaochao from Qiaoxin. Who is calling me?"

"Brother Chao, it's me, Lin Yuanshan." Lin Yuanshan picked up the invoice issued by Zhou Qianhe, looked at the amount on it, and smiled, "I'm at the general affairs office of Huanghe Plastics. Could you please bring some money over? I've negotiated a loan of 14600 yuan for ten machines."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qianhe choked on his cigarette, coughing so hard he couldn't even hold the cigarette butt in his hand.

Clutching his chest and coughing violently, Zhou Qianhe leaned back against the sofa, looking at Xu Neng with a strange expression—"Your boss doesn't even bring any money, yet you dare to come to Yellow River Plastics to discuss business?"

Xu Neng gave him a look that said, "This is nothing. Last time he asked me to buy a beer machine, I even had to pay for it myself!"

At this moment, Lin Yuanshan had already hung up the phone and walked back with a smile: "Uncle Zhou, what's wrong? Don't stop the tea. Brother Chao is coming from Qiaoxin Bank, it will take at least 50 minutes by car."

……

An hour later.

A white Mercedes-Benz 220SE slowly drove into the Yellow River Plastics Factory area and parked downstairs in front of the office building.

Lin Shaochao, dressed in a suit and carrying a briefcase, walked into the building with a beaming smile.

Lin Yuanshan and Xu Neng went downstairs ten minutes early to wait, and saw the God of Wealth walking in from afar.

Lin Yuanshan stepped forward and gave him a hug: "Wow, Chao Ge, you look so handsome today."

"It's my money, not my person." Lin Shaochao rolled his eyes at Lin Yuanshan, patted his briefcase, and said, "Let's go. I brought the money. After I finish this deal, I need to rush to the Peninsula Hotel for a meeting."

As the saying goes, observe a person's expression and listen to their voice.

Lin Shaochao was smiling as he said these words;

However, Lin Yuanshan could still sense a hint of worry in the other person's eyes.

Turning around and walking towards the elevator, Lin Yuanshan and Lin Shaochao walked side by side, while Xu Neng, being the oldest, followed behind.

Both of them were pragmatists, so they naturally quickened their pace.

Stepping into the elevator, Lin Yuanshan asked in a low voice, "A meeting organized by the British?"

"Hmm." Lin Shaochao was a little surprised, and glanced at Lin Yuanshan upon hearing this: "How did you guess?"

"The Peninsula Hotel is currently the most luxurious and official hotel in Hong Kong. It is often used by the Governor of Hong Kong, the British Army, and foreign firms for unofficial formal meetings, cocktail parties, banquets, and closed-door consultations." Lin Yuanshan said quickly as he watched the elevator floor number rise. "Qiaoxin is a bank owned by Chaozhou people, whose business involves remittances and letters from overseas Chinese in Southeast Asia."

When prominent Chinese business leaders organize meetings, they will definitely choose to hold them at the Chao Feng Chamber of Commerce or the Chinese General Chamber of Commerce.

Invited to a meeting in such a fashionable place as the peninsula, who else but the Governor-General's residence could it be? If I'm not mistaken, this isn't a good meeting; they might be tightening regulations on banks.

Ding!

The elevator stopped, and Lin Yuanshan promptly ended the conversation.

Lin Shaochao took a deep breath, suppressing the surprise brought on by Lin Yuanshan's words, and once again regained the composure of a noble young master.

With a broad smile, Lin Shaochao stepped out of the elevator and proactively reached out to shake hands with Zhou Qianhe, who was standing at the office door: "Uncle Zhou, it's been a long time."

"Ah Chao, I never expected that Ah Yuan's benefactor would be your Qiaoxin."

"Oh dear, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have troubled you to come all this way. I could have just told the finance department to send someone to the bank to withdraw the money." Zhou Qianhe said politely, but everyone present could tell that he was just being polite.

Lin Shaochao laughed and released his hand: "Business is secondary, the key is to pay a visit to Uncle Zhou while we're at it."

"Come on, let's go inside and have some tea." Zhou Qianhe grabbed Lin Shaochao's arm.

However, Lin Shaochao declined, saying he had other things to do. After some polite exchanges, the group went to the finance office to complete the formalities.

Watching Lin Yuanshan, Lin Shaochao, and the others leave, Zhou Qianhe's smile faded. These young men are truly remarkable.

Lin Yuanshan, who rose to power almost entirely through illicit means;

Lin Shaochao, born into a prestigious family, began taking over the family business after the age of thirty;

Compared to them, he and those old guys like Xu Neng were really just ordinary and unremarkable.

Lin Shaochao was rushing to a meeting at the Peninsula Hotel, and apart from a brief exchange in the elevator, he didn't have a chance to talk more about the topic they had just discussed.

After leaving Huanghe Plastics, the two went their separate ways. Lin Yuanshan and Xu Neng took a taxi back to Sham Shui Po.

At that moment, the air in Shek Kip Mei was almost frozen.

Wu Shih-hao's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Si-yan Wen lowered his head in deep thought. Sha-lao Wu, Da-ji, and Ya-ba were indignant and clamored for a fight.

Opposite them, a snobbish man dressed in a gray polyester shirt and trousers was playing with a nail clipper with a playful expression, while a young man was bound hand and foot.

"Ah Hao, once I caught this tongue, I brought it to you immediately."

"What happens next, I don't know, and I don't want to care. Speaking of which, this..." He held up three fingers and rubbed them together, making a money-counting gesture with a snobbish grin: "Hehe."