fictionpage Chapter 36 Lin Yuanshan, have I become a water tap?
Chapter 36 Lin Yuanshan, have I become a water tap?
make money?
Of course I want to make money! If I don't, all the effort I've put in would be wasted!
Touching the scalding hot plastic parts, Lin Yuanshan inwardly grumbled, but outwardly encouraged Arong gently: "Don't worry about the waste problem, I'll take care of it."
Your main focus is on production; don't worry about anything else.
"Young Master Yuan, don't worry, I will definitely do my best!" Ah Rong patted his chest, full of enthusiasm.
Lin Yuanshan did not produce a formula to optimize the negative information; trust needs to be built gradually.
Ah Rong is performing very well so far, but he is not yet qualified to sit at the table and look at the cards.
Take inventory of supplies that need to be replenished, and check if the water and electricity systems need repair.
Lin Yuanshan then took Tie Tou away, leaving A Rong to look after the factory.
The original Fa Kee plastic signboard was definitely unusable, so Lin Yuanshan, with Tie Tou by his side, went out, hailed a tricycle, and headed towards the dock.
The Inland Revenue Department's Business Registration Office is located in Central, Hong Kong Island; you can get there by taking the Star Ferry.
In the 1960s, the British Hong Kong government imposed almost no restrictions on new immigrants coming to Hong Kong to do business.
Lin Yuanshan's current temporary residence permit (street pass) is considered a legal temporary residence permit.
He can work, open a small factory, and is perfectly capable of serving as a legal document for obtaining an ID card.
It took the two of them almost an hour to get to the Business Registry.
Go inside, find a staff member, offer them a cigarette, and get a form to fill out.
Using the number on the street pass and the factory lease he had taken over from Fat Kee, Lin Yuanshan spent HK$25 to successfully obtain a hard card business registration certificate.
The registered factory name, Yuanshan Plastics, is straightforward and blunt.
Having obtained the certificate, Lin Yuanshan and his companion headed back to the Kowloon Industrial and Trade Department.
This isn't actually mandatory, but Lin Yuanshan's goal isn't just to recycle and process waste for Yellow River Plastics; he definitely wants to participate in exports in the future.
Therefore, Lin Yuanshan brought the business registration certificate, factory address certificate, and machine list that had been prepared above: 1 shredder, 1 manual press, and 2 worktables.
I have to fill out the same form, but I'll have to wait another week.
At that time, customs/trade and industry authorities will conduct on-site inspections.
In this day and age, it's all just a formality; you can get through by slipping a few packs of cigarettes and receiving the factory registration certificate.
The fee for this service is even lower, only HK$4.
We went to see the factory first, then visited two departments; by then it was already dark.
Lin Yuanshan returned to the stronghold with Tie Tou. At the same time, Biandanwei, the leader of Shixiawei and Hongshuntang, also received a report from the underling in charge of gathering information.
It's been found out. Ironhead is lucky; that idiot followed a real big spender.
His surname is Lin, given name Yuanshan, he is from Chenghai, Shantou, and is the cousin of Shuifang Ahao. He is a descendant of a large landowner.
Having been in Hong Kong for less than four days, she has already bought a factory and is currently asking Qiao Ru from Feng Ru Tea House to help her recruit workers!
"Well, no wonder Iron Head refused to join the gang, he really did follow the big boss!" Carrying Pole Wei grabbed a handful of coins and handed them to the henchman listening to the news.
The advisor, while calculating on his abacus, said with envy, "That's what you call 'fools have good fortune'."
Biandanwei stroked his chin, his face full of agreement: "That makes sense."
"So, Master Ming, what do you think is the best way for me to find a suitable opportunity to get in touch with this big spender?"
"Did that person travel by car or by hitchhiking these past two days?" Master Ming put down his brush and asked.
Biandanwei called out to Ah Shui, and the henchman who had just gone out quickly ran back.
When the advisor asked the question directly to this man, Biandanwei received a definite answer—he lived in Kowloon Walled City, either on foot or by car.
"Isn't that enough? Brother Wei, you can take the rickshaw that Tie Tou brought back last time back to that boss so he can get used to it. That way you can become a familiar face." The clerk Ming continued counting with his head down. Seeing that Bian Dan was about to go out and make arrangements, he slowly added, "But Brother Wei, that guy can't even afford a car."
I suspect his financial resources are limited, and may not meet your expectations.
"I'm picky! Li Yicheng fits the bill perfectly, but can I really get close to him?"
The bigwigs of the Chaozhou Chamber of Commerce are more suitable, but even the heads of the major gangs might not be able to get into their living rooms.
"I'm just a branch leader, and even the doorman and driver don't bother to accept my cigarettes. How the hell can I get close to them?" Biandanwei stopped and turned to look at Shiye Ming, his eyes full of helplessness: "Shek Kip Tai is a lousy place. The people are poor, but there are quite a few ruthless people."
With these two run-down establishments under my management, after paying the monthly bills, we might not even be able to afford a decent meal.
If you don't find some source of income soon, you might not even be able to count your loose change.
After saying this, Biandanwei sighed, lowered his head, and walked out of the room, leaving Shiye Ming with a changing expression, remaining silent for a long time.
The reason he took the initiative to remind us of so many things today is that he discovered that the Biandanwei branch is indeed facing a financial crisis and is on the verge of going out of business.
last month.
Hung Shun and Fuk Yee Hing have already started fighting over the handling rights at the Sham Shui Po pier.
In their first battle, Biandanwei led his men to a narrow victory over Yutouming.
The problem is that He Hongshun is one of the weakest members of the He group;
Fuk Yee Hing, commonly known as Old Fuk, is the oldest triad society in Hong Kong.
Even though Fuk Yee Hing produced many traitors and scoundrels who worked for the Japanese during the Japanese occupation, and was purged by the British Hong Kong government after the war, it was still a force to be reckoned with.
With a history spanning over a century, Lao Fu's heritage is incomparable to that of Hong Shun.
Biandanwei then fought with Yutouming again, only to discover that the opposing camp included men from other branches of Laofu.
This time, Biandanwei couldn't hold on any longer, and he had no choice but to lead his men to withdraw from the half of the Sham Shui Po pier they had occupied.
Knowing that Fish Head Ming had brought reinforcements from the gang, Carpenter Wei also rushed back to He Hong Shun Tuo to ask for help.
He poured cold water on Hongshun's complaints to his boss.
You have troops, but if the fighting continues, can your branch afford the resettlement and medical expenses of the brothers who risk their lives to fight?
With just that one sentence, Biandanwei was rendered speechless on the spot.
To reach the level of a hall master, one must have the ability to assess situations and make judgments.
Biandanwei knew that it wasn't that the gang wasn't supporting him, but rather that poverty was the reason why Sukuqiang was using this method to persuade him to cease hostilities.
Biandanwei had no choice but to cower, not only losing face in the underworld, but also needing compensation and medical care for the brothers who died or were injured in the previous two battles.
These are all colorful banknotes.
Every time Master Ming appears, he's counting money, busy helping Carrying Pole Wei manage his finances.
Biandanwei's long sigh just now was not only the frustration of being able to fight but also the helplessness of grasping at straws when in dire need.
In the world of martial arts, you can't make a living just by using your fists.
When Lin Yuanshan and Tie Tou returned to the village, Xiao Tu had already cooked dinner, which was still plain porridge with a few side dishes.
This girl is very sensible. Lin Yuanshan gave her more than ten yuan for food expenses, and she was extremely frugal, never wasting a single penny.
After a quick meal, Lin Yuanshan continued teaching the two to read, but around 9 o'clock, someone knocked on the door again: "Tie Tou, Tie Tou, open the door, open the door, it's me, Awei."