I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 590 Favor him to death!
That afternoon, [-] million US dollars was credited into the account of Formosa Plastics Group. Zhang Guobin and Wang Yongqing shared a dinner to exchange some views on the future of the electronics industry.

The information shared in this business exchange alone is worth more than one million US dollars, which directly prompted Wang Yongqing to enter the electronics industry and establish HTC Group.

Information is the most expensive business material.

Reputation is a virtue that has been accumulated over time. The so-called contract is nothing but the bondage imposed by the law. When the interests of violating the contract are greater than the benefits of complying with the contract, the meaning of the contract itself is not great.

Similarly, when the cost of breaking a promise exceeds the benefits, the probability of breaking a promise approaches zero.

Zhang Guobin did not write a contract, but he has people, guns, and money.

There are also political backers!

The Formosa Plastics Group will operate circuit boards, petrochemicals, electronic products and other industries in the future. It is the richest man in Taiwan, and its political backing on Taiwan Island is definitely strong.

But as long as Boss Wang wants to go to the north to make money, as long as he has a plan to retreat, he will not be able to tear himself apart with He Yihai.

In the future, the value of [-]% of TSMC's original equity will become tens of millions, hundreds of millions, billions of dollars...

Zhang Guobin believes that Boss Wang will transfer the equity dividends to his account on time, and no one will be so stupid as to ruin the last retreat for a missed business opportunity.

This incident also brought the friendship between Zhang Guobin and Boss Wang to a higher level. In the future, as long as the Formosa Plastics Group guards the equity of TSMC, the Wang family will have a talisman.

Boss Wang absolutely understood.

Never underestimate the richest man in a region!

After sending Wang Yongqing away from Taoyuan Hotel, Zhang Guobin returned to his suite to rest, and just after taking a shower, he remembered that he should tell Liu Ban about the matter.

Wrapped in a bath towel, he leaned on the sofa, picked up his mobile phone, and dialed the phone: "Doo..."

A blind sound rang out.

Liu Wenyan picked up the phone and shouted in a cheerful tone: "Mr. Zhang, good evening, what are you looking for? I don't have time to drink!"

Zhang Guobin also laughed when he heard the words: "Old Liu, what are you doing?"

On a fruit mountain, Liu Wenyan was wearing a Chinese tunic suit with a big back, dressed like a large group of people, and people with ID cards were visiting the farm.

At this time, he bent down to avoid the lotus mist on a branch, and shouted: "Investigate the agricultural economy on Taiwan Island, and plan the import share for next year."

"Wow!"

Zhang Guobin was taken aback: "Why are you also on Taiwan Island?"

Liu Wenyan was stunned: "Are you also on Taiwan Island?"

Mr. Zhao was wearing a suit and was leading the way ahead. A large group of younger brothers from the branch company were the hosts.

Zhang Guobin said: "I'm talking about business on Taiwan Island, and I want to chat with you."

Liu Wenyan asked in surprise: "When did you come to Taiwan Island? Didn't you hear anything from your company?"

He glanced at Zhao Shanhe, Zhao Shanhe was introducing the agricultural park in a serious manner, very attentive, and didn't pay attention to him at all.

"You didn't tell me when you came to Taiwan?" Zhang Guobin asked back, and immediately teased: "Forget it, forget it, I must say hello to Leader Liu for future activities in Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan!"

"Hey, stop, I can't be your leader, boss." Liu Wenyan stood on a dirt road with his arms akimbo and said, "I'm in Kaohsiung, where are you?"

"Taipei!"

Liu Wenyan lowered his head and glanced at his watch: "I'll take a car to find you in an hour, shall we have supper together at night?"

"Waiting for the leadership." Zhang Guobin teased.

Liu Wenyan put down the phone, turned around and confessed to a subordinate: "Change the itinerary to go to Taipei at night, you let Xiao Chen continue to accompany Councilor Zhao."

"Member Zhao made a lot of contributions to the exchanges between the two places last year. This year we will increase the share of imported fruits and give more discounts to our compatriots."

The subordinate bowed his head and whispered: "Repay the favor? Leader!"

With a sneaky glance: "The lotus mist imported last year is not popular, and guava is expensive for coastal cities, and inland cities can't afford it at all."

"Transportation is also a problem."

Except for air freight regardless of cost, fruits from Taiwan and Island are basically sold in coastal areas such as Fujian, Guangdong and Zhejiang, and it is rare to find them inland.

Some fruits were sold at sky-high prices in the 80s, but they were sold at a low price in the 10s. The increase in production is one of the reasons.

Hope is more expensive than hope.

Liu Wenyan explained emphatically: "Representative Zhao is different, he is one of his own, and will benefit him to death!"

The subordinate had a little understanding, and suddenly said: "I understand, the economy is tied up, divided and drawn together, look at me if I don't benefit him to death!"

Lianwu, guava, and other big things dare not talk about it. In terms of agriculture, Liu Wenyan is now the God of Wealth of Taiwanese farmers, and he will benefit you if you die!
Liu Wenyan patted his subordinate on the shoulder, facing the setting sun, and continued to investigate without saying a word. The subordinate only felt that the leader was unpredictable and had great plans for the country, so he hurriedly followed with a pen and paper in his hand.

I saw Liu Wenyan in the park, sometimes with his hands behind his back, sometimes with his hips on his hips, slamming Fang Qiu at every turn, and pointing Jiangshan, quite like a great leader.

night, hotel.

Shilin Night Market.

Two small convoys stopped slowly at the entrance of the street.

Then a young man in a thin sweater, a white sportswear hanging around his neck, white sweatpants, and white sneakers got out of the Mercedes and was accompanied by eight bodyguards to the front of the Toyota. The same man in a white shirt , a middle-aged man with a Chinese tunic suit hanging on his arm and leather shoes on his feet said hello.

"Old Willow!"

Liu Wenyan was about to tell his subordinates to pull over the car a little more, when he turned around and saw Zhang Guobin approaching, he immediately stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Zhang!"

When the men and women on the side of the road saw the two of them meet, they immediately looked away in disappointment, thinking how could such a pretty guy get mixed up with the old man.

Seeing that the aura of the two of them is either rich or expensive, the hope of going to the bar to pay the bill has also come to naught, so no one cares about the handsome guy.

Zhang Guobin and Liu Wenyan were walking in the night market. They wanted to experience the life of the Shilin night market. Unexpectedly, they abruptly walked out of the feeling of a leader inspecting the street stall economy. They were followed by people behind them. The key point was Liu Ban with his arms akimbo. Wearing clothes, staring at the night market stalls from time to time.

The most important thing is that there are people from the Yihai branch in Shilin Night Market. From time to time, someone stops what they are doing, bows respectfully and shouts: "Grandpa!"

"Grandpa!"

Liu Wenyan couldn't help joking: "Zhang Sheng, is this also your territory?"

With an embarrassed expression, Zhang Guobin chose a Du Xiaoyue Danzai noodle stall opened by a brother from the company to sit down, ordered a bowl of noodles for each of his fellow brothers and friends, sat down and said: "I don't know that there are brothers who set up a stall here. ?”

"Hahaha." Liu Wenyan laughed loudly, and said: "It's good to set up a stall, at least it's a decent job. I think the business in the night market street is very prosperous, and I guess I can make a lot of money."

Zhang Guobin nodded and admitted: "The night economy is doing well, which can drive a lot of employment. After working all day, going out to eat and drink at night is a source of happiness for people."

"what?"

"The word night economy is well used!" Liu Wenyan's eyes lit up, and he looked at the street: "This is a saving grace of Taipei's economic planning. I will write a report and submit it when I go back."

"A well-planned and managed night market is indeed better than setting up street stalls and attacking everywhere."

Zhang Guobin also admitted: "Of course, the sanitary conditions alone are much better, and it can also reduce disputes at the booth. It would be even better if there is no management fee for the booth."

Although he also had his eye on the economic model of Shilin Night Market, after building Jade City and investing in Yiwu Small Commodity Center, he has no interest in investing in night markets in the Mainland.

The main reason is that the local forces have finished eating and there is not much meat left. If they really want to set up a market in the mainland in the future, at least they have to establish a relationship.

The 90s and 10s were also the peak period of the night economy in the Mainland, and the economy grew rapidly, so it was a joy to play.

Later, when health inspections and urban construction were carried out, charcoal barbecues were not allowed, so the meaning was much less. Later, stalls could no longer be set up, and finally stalls could continue to be set up.

The business cycle determines everything.

The stall owner and his wife brought up the noodles. Each bowl of noodles contained five prawns, one fried egg, and three green vegetables. If the bowl wasn't big enough, it could hold more.

Liu Wenyan ate the noodles and praised: "Danzai noodles are delicious, and the shrimp head is more fragrant, which has a special flavor."

"By the way, you came to Taiwan Island to discuss some business, why do you still want to talk to me?"

Danzai Noodles, as the name suggests, is a popular snack sold by Danzai, with the flavor of southern Hokkien cuisine.

Knowing that Liu Wenyan visited the fruit garden under the name of He Yihai during the day, Zhang Guobin laughed and said, "Hsinchu is going to build a science and technology park called TSMC, which is engaged in semiconductor foundry. I think the domestic market will need it in the future." A large number of semiconductors, trust relationship bought five points of equity."

"The main reason is that there is a shareholder to help coordinate and contact. It will be easier to purchase semiconductors in the future."

Liu Wenyan picked up the noodles with chopsticks, and he knew immediately: "You value it so much, you must have asked Boss Wang to buy it?"

"Yes, Formosa Plastics' circuit board company needs to use semiconductors. If it's not possible, they will buy them under the name of Formosa Plastics and smuggle them there in the future."

"Furthermore, Formosa Plastics Group can also use the name of research and development of circuit boards to recruit people from TSMC to conduct scientific research and bring some information." Zhang Guobin said in a relaxed tone.

Liu Wenyan didn't care either: "Okay, I'll make a report and look for you when I need it in the future."

He will not pay special attention to this matter, nor will he be careless about Mr. Zhang's layout, everything is business-like.

"Hehe, no problem." Zhang Guobin was amused, lowered his head to eat the noodles, paid the bill and left after eating.At this stage, Liu Wenyan's main job is to attract Hong Kong businessmen, connect Taiwanese businessmen, and pay attention to Haojiang. He is very interested in the night economy. Don't expect him to pay more attention to TSMC.

(End of this chapter)