Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 318 328 [Big Gamble]

Villa, in the living room——
After Song Zhichao and Huo Boss sat down, they didn't speak. The old servant stepped forward again to help Huo Boss prepare tea, and then retreated respectfully. Song Zhichao was the only one left in the huge living room. And Mr. Huo.

In fact, this is the rule of Mr. Huo's meeting with guests, and no one else is allowed to be present.

To put it bluntly, Mr. Huo has suffered a lot in this regard. When he looked north to Shenzhou, he had a bad fight with the British Hong Kong government. In order to stumbling him, the government bought the servants around him to be informants. Mr. Huo suffered a lot.Since then, Mr. Huo has become more cautious in doing things, not to mention that according to his status and status today, it is never a trivial matter to talk to people. Even a small decision can affect all aspects of Hong Kong's economy.

It is precisely because of this that Mr. Huo made a rule that when he discusses things with others, no matter how big or small, outsiders are not allowed to listen in.

After the old servant went down, Mr. Huo took a sip of tea, then put down his teacup, raised his head, and said to Song Zhichao slowly, "I heard you are from Panyu?"

Song Zhichao smiled and said, "That's right, I'm from Panyu—but I'm from the Central Plains, not from Panyu."

Brother Huo nodded, "My ancestral home is Pan Yu."

After a pause, he said again: "How is the development of Pan Yu now?"

Song Zhichao said: "The development speed is very fast. There are high-rise buildings and villas, and many factories have been built, including clothing factories, leather shoe factories, textile factories, and toy factories—I worked in a toy factory before."

Brother Huo smiled, "When I went back, that place was very poor..." His eyes were a little deep, as if he was recalling the past, "A lot of wasteland, a lot of places are not developed, what the villagers can do The only thing I could do was farming, herding sheep, and raising cattle—at that time, there were not many means of transportation, no bus stations, no taxis, and even bicycles were scarce, and I used bullock carts to go to my hometown.”

Suddenly, Mr. Huo woke up from his memory, his eyes suddenly brightened, he looked at Song Zhichao and said, "That is a kind of primitive beauty, which is still fresh in my memory. Maybe you won't understand when I tell you this, but for Song Zhichao For me, I will never forget it for the rest of my life.”

Song Zhichao: "I understand."

"What do you know?"

"I know what you're thinking—although that place has developed and become better, but in your opinion, the happiest moment is the process of developing that land, rather than enjoying the current results."

Brother Huo smiled, "Yes, you can think of this at a young age—sometimes the process is indeed more important than the result, and those who know how to enjoy the process will know how to enjoy life."

Song Zhichao was praised by Mr. Huo, so he couldn't help smiling, took a sip of tea, and put it down.

Neither humble nor overbearing, neither arrogant nor impetuous.

Brother Huo gave him a deep look, "To be honest, I didn't expect you to come to me."

Song Zhichao didn't speak, and pretended to be listening carefully, looking at Boss Huo, knowing that he still had something to say.

"I heard that you've been very busy recently. You left Fu's house and started to buy Lese," Mr. Huo tapped lightly on the tea table with his left middle finger. Ship it to the mainland and sell it to the people there..."

Brother Huo's eyes suddenly flashed brightly, "It's right to do business to make money, but you must not harm your own people!"

Song Zhichao still didn't speak, nor did he explain anything, but just looked at Mr. Huo.

"In business, there is a way. You can get money for food, clothing, housing, and transportation, but you have to be careful about a lot of things you eat. Throw away expired, moldy, and spoiled things. You can’t sell it even if you lose money—if you eat it, you will die!”

Song Zhichao nodded when he heard the words, and then said firmly: "Mr. Huo, don't worry, I understand this point, and I won't bury my conscience just to make money. Although I bought some second-hand goods, they are in cans. In terms of wine and biscuits, all expired and spoiled ones will be thrown away and will never be sold to others."

After a pause, Song Zhichao met Mr. Huo's gaze, and said with a firm expression: "Also, many people guessed wrong. From the beginning to the end, I didn't intend to take these second-hand goods to the mainland, let alone sell them there. compatriots; on the contrary, I have also purchased a large number of similar products in the Mainland, and have also established warehouses in Panyu and other places.”

At this moment, even Big Brother Huo was stunned. He tapped the coffee table again with his left middle finger and made a ding sound. He looked at Song Zhichao with a questioning expression.

Seeing this, Song Zhichao continued: "Because I plan to take these goods to the Soviet Union."

Huo Boss heard the words, his expression didn't fluctuate much, but his heart suddenly brightened, and he looked at Song Zhichao with strange eyes.

After a while, Mr. Huo let out a sigh of relief, looked at Song Zhichao and said, "Take it to the Soviet Union? Are you so sure that they can swallow it all?"

Song Zhichao smiled, "I said I'm sure, but you definitely don't believe it, so I'm taking a gamble."

"What are you gambling?"

"It's a bet they'll need the shipment soon and be willing to trade in their most valuable possessions."

"Change what?"

"Airplane! To be precise, it is a Sutu 154 airliner!" Song Zhichao said without hesitation.

If the person in front of him was not Huo Daheng, but someone else, Song Zhichao would never reveal a little bit of his plan hidden in his heart; but this person in front of him is different, because Song Zhichao knows that the other party will never covet his money-making business opportunity ——A person who dares to throw away the shares of the Macau Lisboa Casino because of different business ideas, how could he care about this.

Sure enough, Mr. Huo thought about it for a while, then smiled and said: "Okay, don't hide it anymore, just tell me if you have any plans--Speaking of gambling, I have been gambling all my life, You have lost and you have won, but now I want to know what you are betting on!"

The implication is that Mr. Huo has already become interested in Song Zhichao, and he is very interested!
For a super tycoon like Mr. Huo, half of his life is spent in ups and downs and battles in the business world.

In the past, in order to make a living, I even bought a fishing boat and gambled my life at sea, and then came to land from the sea, and gambled my future.

These are all bets, and they are gambles!
In this way, after betting around, he gambled to where he is today.

In Huo's opinion, this thief God is just a cheap bone who likes to joke with people and deliberately teases people.The more you are afraid of fate, the more you are afraid of being manipulated by fate, the more miserable your life will be.

So Mr. Huo doesn't believe in fate or heaven, he believes in himself.

I won the bet, and the world was trampled under my feet.

If the bet is lost, the loess will be buried at worst.

Look up to the sky, and the government is not ashamed of others!
This is the confidence of Mr. Huo.

(End of this chapter)