Siheyuan: Since 51

three days later.

Fulinmen, Tianfu Hall.

Lin Zhiyuan met Yiguang and his deputy.

The two men were not tall, less than 1.7 meters, but they were quite strong.

As soon as they met, Yoshimitsu stood at attention, bowed, and said in an old voice, "Hello, Zhiyuan-kun. I am Yoshimitsu. It's our first meeting. Please take care of me."

After that, he introduced, "This is Jue Zhengfu, my deputy."

"Hello, let's sit down and chat while eating."

Zhong Bai knew the languages ​​of three countries, including Japanese. With his translation, Lin Zhiyuan and Yoshimitsu were able to communicate fluently.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Yoshimitsu picked up the towel, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and sighed sincerely.

"The dishes are a bit spicy, but I feel very comfortable after eating them. Thank you Zhiyuan-kun for the hospitality."

Lin Zhiyuan took a puff of cigarette and said with a smile: "It's a bit humid in Hong Kong Island recently. Getting rid of the moisture is good for your health."

"Searched to death."

Yoshimitsu nodded thoughtfully and began to get to the point.

"Mr. Zhiyuan, as far as I know, your company will have a new factory in two months. I wonder what the production will be like? Our Sumiyoshi-kai has a huge demand. You know, there are at least 20 million people in Edo and even in Kanto. The market is more than ten times that of Hong Kong Island..."

Lin Zhiyuan smiled, "Don't worry about the production. The new plant's production capacity has increased by more than 40 times."

Yoshimitsu couldn't help but have a gleam in his eyes, and he looked at his deputy, the stubborn Masao.

"Yoshi, Sumiyoshi will temporarily order 3 million boxes per month, and will gradually increase the amount once the market stabilizes. I wonder if we can negotiate the price?"

I came out here and spent a lot of effort just to kill people, and you want me to put down my butcher knife?

Lin Zhiyuan muttered to himself and sneered, but remained calm.

"Then tell me, what's a suitable price?"

Yoshimitsu put down his chopsticks, wiped his hands, and revealed his fox tail.

"As far as I know, the purchase price in Hong Kong Island is HK$10, but we have to pay HK$35. This is not fair."

Then he said with a smile: "If the Sumiyoshi Association can have an exclusive monopoly on chicken in a basin, I can accept twenty Hong Kong dollars."

I told you, it's not reasonable to send a potential boss on a trip just to place an order.

So that’s what happened!

The only doubt in Lin Zhiyuan's mind was resolved, and he calculated silently.

Three million boxes, twenty units per box, and a monthly profit of nearly 60 million Hong Kong dollars. Isn’t this too terrifying?

I remembered my previous life, when Brother Wei was famous throughout the village.

I can't help but secretly wonder how much money the company behind Brother Wei has swept up. It's simply impossible to estimate...

At present, drug control in various countries is lax. Who would we be sorry for if we don’t take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune?

……

After a long time, Lin Zhiyuan made a decision.

"Selling secretly all the time is not a solution. If you can help me get the quasi-listing qualification, I can consider it."

Yoshimitsu laughed and agreed readily.

"Then it's settled."

The wine bureau is over.

Lin Zhiyuan took Hu Yi and Zhong Bai back to No. 60 Deep Water Bay.

As soon as I entered the living room, Sister Feng came forward and asked.

"Mr. Lin, it's getting late. Can I heat up a cup of milk for you?"

"Okay, Sister Feng, heat up a cup for them too."

Lin Zhiyuan nodded.

Not long ago, through Liu Siwang, the Feng couple were found to take care of the villa.

The two of them have gentle personalities, and Lin Zhiyuan is very satisfied with them.

Sit on the sofa.

Zhong Bai endured it all the way, but still expressed his emotion.

"Brother Lin, this is going to take off. It won't be long before it's richer than Hengsheng Bank."

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh and curled his lips.

"What's the big deal? There are so many small banks in Hong Kong Island. One bank goes bankrupt and another one opens right after. It's just a matter of taking turns to perform."

Gao Ziyue rolled his eyes and grinned.

"Brother Lin, do you have any ideas? If so, when?"

"Different industries have different worlds. Do you understand banking operations better than me?"

Lin Zhiyuan cursed with a smile, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said slowly.

"Don't worry, there will be bread and milk."

He paused, opened his eyes and asked.

"How are you two doing in Changjiang? If you set up a real estate company, how long will it take for you to be able to run your own business?"

The two looked at each other, both feeling a little embarrassed.

Gao Ziyue raised his eyelids and looked upwards, as if nothing had happened.

Zhong Bai hesitated for a moment and said weakly.

"To manage a real estate company? This...will take at least a year or two of study."

Lin Zhiyuan snorted coldly, his tone somewhat unfriendly.

"You two should be more careful. Do you really think you can enjoy yourself in Hong Kong Island?"

After saying that, he picked up the milk that Sister Feng had placed in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.

"I'm going to sleep, you two should reflect on this."

In the blink of an eye, it is February 2th, the 10th day of the twelfth lunar month.

At this time, the New Year atmosphere in Hong Kong Island is particularly grand, with lion and dragon dances, and even various rallies.

Lin Zhiyuan did not act like Grandet. He gave his employees ten days off and returned to work on the sixth day of the New Year. For positions that really required people, he implemented a rotation system and tripled the salary.

That night, midnight.

Liu Siwang climbed over the wall again and was tied up when he entered the house.

Lin Zhiyuan yawned and came down from the third floor, and couldn't help asking with a smile.

"Uncle Liu, can't you knock on the door?"

Liu Siwang looked resentful and glared at Gao Ziyue.

"You knew it was me, but you still tied me up. What were you thinking?"

Gao Ziyue turned his nose up, pouted his lips, and muttered something.

"I was ordered to ensure Brother Lin's safety. It's very suspicious that you climbed over the wall in the middle of the night without knocking."

Lin Zhiyuan chuckled and tried to smooth things over.

"Okay, sit down!"

Liu Siwang glanced at the Feng couple, but did not move his feet. Instead, he raised his hand to signal.

"Zhiyuan, come out for a moment and talk to the courtyard."

Lin Zhiyuan was startled, then he gestured, "Let's go!"

The two men came into the yard, and Liu Siwang looked around, appearing to be extremely cautious.

"Go do what you've been told, then pack up and leave soon. I'll ask you to return to Beijing as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyuan frowned and asked in a low voice.

"Just me?"

Liu Siwang didn't say anything and just nodded.

"Wait me a moment!"

Lin Zhiyuan didn't waste any time and turned back to the living room.

He took Zhong Bai and the other two to the third floor.

"Xiao Zhong, I need to go north, you guys stay at home. Work will start after the New Year. If I don't come back, the company will postpone things."

Zhong Bai asked in surprise: "Brother Lin, are you alone?"

Gao Ziyue was also a little anxious, "Don't you need Xiao Hu and I to follow?"

Lin Zhiyuan raised his hand and said, "We don't have that much time. Listen to me..."

Five minutes later, after everything was arranged, Lin Zhiyuan returned to the first floor, came to the sofa, picked up the phone and dialed the Huo family.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Huo Dong's voice came.

"Brother Lin, it's so late, is there something urgent?"

"Brother Huo, I'll ask Xiao Zhong to come find you tomorrow and give you some Chinese medicine."

Huo Dong was confused and asked suspiciously, "Is that all?"

"Yes, please."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhiyuan packed up his things, followed Liu Siwang, and quietly left the villa.

It was a dark and windy night, and the two of them were silent.