I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 312 Family Responsibility

Zhang Guobin is kind and seductive: "The pink line of Heyihai goes from the Golden Triangle to Laos, then to Vietnam, and then takes a boat across the sea and directly arrives at the Xiangjiang River."

"General Wanchai, a big seller in the Golden Triangle, the caravan in Laos, the ship boss in Vietnam, and then to Xiangjiang Customs, every pass is handled clearly, with at least [-] tons of goods per year, more than one billion Hong Kong dollars in turnover, and hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars. profit……"

"Mr. Xiang."

"Don't you make so much money?"

Zhang Guobin used chopsticks, and his voice sounded like a devil from hell.

Xiangfu.

Xiang Bo's face darkened, he walked up to Xiang Qiang step by step in a suit and leather shoes, and said, "Ah Qiang!"

"Are you from the Xiang family?"

Xiang Qiang's eyes flickered.

"Yes!"

In fact, he lived in Kowloon City when he was a child, and he often heard people say how powerful his old man was, that he was a general, and that he was a new reporter, but he didn't experience much warmth or enjoyment until his old man passed away. The front took him back to the Xiang family. However, it is undeniable that the brothers treated him as family. After he became an adult, he gradually began to enjoy the resources of the Xiang family. Otherwise, how could he afford to open a film company?

Xiang Bo said: "The boss is in Stanley. After Duan Long came to power, he kept installing cronies and cutting off the family's wealth. The new record only recognizes the coach, not Xiang."

"Even Duan Long intercepted the business that I went to Taiwan to get fans. Only the gold shop in the hands of Brother Rong, the smuggling in the hands of Brother Guang, and the three items of money laundering in your hands are left in the family." Business, this line of fans will be taken over to do it, and in the future the boss will have the money to compete with Duan Long after he is released from prison."

"Whether you want to or not, for the family, you have to do this business."

"During this period, Yongsheng has made a lot of money, and the money is paid by Yongsheng Company!"

Xiang Bo stood under the light, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and slammed loudly.

Xiang Qiang bowed his head: "I see, Seventh Brother."

"When my father was alive, he said that every child of the Xiang family enjoyed the fame and fortune of the Xiang family. When something happened to the Xiang family, every child of the Xiang family would work hard." Dude, Brother Rong, everyone is no exception."

"This is the responsibility of family continuity!"

the next day.

early morning.

Xiang Qiang called Zhang Guobin: "Mr. Zhang, I have decided to take over Yihai's business on behalf of the Xiang family."

"Let's meet and talk." After Zhang Guobin finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

noon.

Lu Yu Tea House.

The same box.

Zhang Guobin was wearing a black suit, flicked his cigar with his fingers, and looked at Xiang Qiang in front of him. His attitude was not as earnest as yesterday, and his gestures were full of condescension.

He smiled and said: "Mr. Xiang declined Yihai's business yesterday, and Yihai has already found a new home."

Xiang Qiang looked surprised: "So fast?"

Xiang Rong accompanied Zhang Guobin but was used to the wind and waves, got up and poured a cup of hot tea for Zhang Guobin, and then laughed softly: "Mr. Zhang actually agreed to drink this cup of tea. There is still room for business discussion. How much is the asking price?"

Zhang Guobin looked at Xiang Rong: "[-] million Hong Kong dollars!"

Since the other party is not a fool, let's talk again.

Xiang Rong shook his head, and turned his eyes to Xiang Qiang, who was proficient in business negotiations, and immediately asked, "[-] million Hong Kong dollars."

"Deal!" Zhang Guobin agreed without hesitation.

His reserve price was actually [-] million Hong Kong dollars.

The [-] million Hong Kong dollars and the assets of the community are combined together, which is enough to pay the down payment of the mining area in northern Myanmar, and tens of millions more can be used to start the development of the mining area.

Xiang Qiang directly quoted more than [-] million yuan, so there was no need to waste any more words, and he directly agreed to earn another [-] million yuan.

Xiang Qiang deserves to hold the largest money laundering company in Hong Kong, relying on the mainland, Hong Kong, and overseas black money business to make a lot of money, with sufficient funds, the asking price is generous.

However, Zhang Guobin looked up at Xiangqiang when he saw Xiangqiang refusing to take fan business yesterday, but now he wants to look down on Xiangqiang again.

In the end, this guy is just a tool man's life. He can neither resist profit nor life. The future can be seen as a blessing or a curse.

Zhang Guobin said: "After the money arrives in the account, He Yihai will send someone to take you through the route. Everyone has been in touch with each other. A batch of [-] million goods is about to leave from the Golden Triangle, so I will give it to you as a good deed." you guys."

"To be honest, He Yihai gave up the fan business. On the one hand, he has a new business abroad and does not need to work hard in Xiangjiang. On the other hand..." He glanced at Xiang Qiang, and Xiang Bo: "The police recently The fan sweeps hard, and the price of fans has increased by ten yuan. This is a public matter on the market. I think you all understand that He Yihai will not touch fans again in the future, and your fans will not be allowed to enter He Yihai's venue. In the future, there will only be wine and girls in Yihai's place, and if there is any goods, they will be chopped off."

"If something happens to you, don't blame me. If you reach into Yihai's territory, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Before leaving for the Golden Triangle, I'll talk to you again." Zhang Guobin lowered his head and picked up a chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

Xiang Qiang was silent, with a gloomy expression on his face.

If Zhang Guobin had proposed early on that he could not enter Heyihai's market for bulk cargo, the price of [-] million yuan would have to be cut in half at least. You're shopping with people, but if you haven't talked about business matters, don't blame them for laying the groundwork.

Zhang Guobin is fair enough.

In West Kowloon Hospital, a rotten guy in a blue plaid shirt walked into a consulting room with a case in hand. Liu Jianwen was wearing a white coat and glasses, and was sitting on the seat sorting out the documents. He heard someone enter the door without looking up and asked: "What's wrong?"

The bad boy locked the door and sat on the chair, left the case, and took out a cigarette: "I come to the hospital every now and then to see a heart attack. If I am not sick, I will find out that I am sick sooner or later. Liu sir, can the undercover use the medical insurance of the police force?"

(End of this chapter)