1990Rage Flag Soldier

Chapter 16 The Dollar Printing Press

Zhang Ziwen said unexpectedly: "Uncle, my money has been swindled by someone else, and I still need to pay my brothers salaries?"

"I'm in charge of this matter. How can I explain to my family if my brothers can't get the money?" Zhou Minghua sighed deeply and puffed on the smoke: "I'm like the boss of the contractor. If I can't receive the project payment, I still have to pay for it." Loan to pay salary.”

"It's okay not to do it, but the brothers hate you. Even if they give you face and don't retaliate, they won't even think about recruiting people to do things in the future."

"Credit is more important than anything else."

Zhang Ziwen nodded: "I understand."

When you go out, you must follow the rules.

"By the way, uncle, I'm in a hurry for money. Have you considered going out on your own?" He asked aloud: "I opened a security company, and I plan to specialize in celebrity security."

"You kid, you can't afford to wake up early, and you're here for me?"

Zhou Minghua flicked the cigarette ashes and scratched his face with an unexpected look.

Zhang Ziwen said: "One code means another code. I came to Haojiang to express my friendship with Uncle Zhou."

"Can talk."

Zhou Minghua nodded in praise: "Being a businessman is half the battle. When I first started talking about celebrity business, we wanted to make some extra money."

"After all, there are few sales orders, and two million bonuses are even less common."

"I didn't expect that you want to take over the entire market by yourself, how ambitious you are!"

Zhang Ziwen raised his eyebrows and joked: "Uncle, it's clear to all bystanders. When I rushed out to save Sister A Lin, I couldn't even see my ambition, but you could see it all."

Zhou Minghua smiled and said: "Young people, it's good to be aggressive. People with ability are more ambitious. I admire you, but I have to think about the security company matter again."

Zhang Ziwen said: "Don't worry about these two days. Let's go back to Hong Kong first and then talk."

"it is good."

Seeing that the three guys had packed their things, Zhou Minghua put out his cigarette butts in the Coke can, picked up a backpack and stood up in a hurry.

Zhang Ziwen went downstairs and hailed a taxi for the four of them. A total of two cars rushed to the dock and boarded the fishing boat smoothly.

"sail."

Zhou Minghua threw his backpack casually in the corner of the cabin, sat on the wooden board and suddenly spoke: "Awen, did that bastard Sheng Tsai ever tell you why I resigned and didn't work in the police force?"

"No."

"The pressure on the street is quite tight." Zhou Minghua clicked his tongue and said boldly: "I left the police force in 78, when the force just experienced the integrity crisis."

"Brother Luo, Lan Gang, Yan Xiong, the four detectives, fled in the face of the wind, Superintendent Guilao, transferred out of the transfer, rushed into the street, the underground order created by the older generation of Chinese policemen was broken, and the older generation of Chinese policemen were also prepared. Get the cold shoulder.”

"Although I was promoted to West Kowloon Superintendent in a short period of time, in fact, because I once hung out with Brother Luo and was investigated by the Independent Commission Against Corruption, there was quite a lot of resentment against me within the police force."

"In addition, the financial resources were not as good as before, so I simply turned my head and joined forces with the former Deputy Commissioner of Police to start a business and founded the first professional security company on Hong Kong Island."

"Pioneer Company?" Zhang Ziwen was extremely surprised. Firstly, he was surprised by the power struggle within the police force, and secondly, he was surprised that Uncle Zhou was the founder of Pioneer Company.

I had always wondered whether the former Kowloon District Superintendent was at least a high-ranking member of the Chinese police force and the constitutional committee member of the entire police force.

If you go out to work alone, you shouldn't be a part-time worker. There is indeed an inside story. "Yes, but not entirely." Zhou Minghua paused and explained: "I am not good at managing companies, and I focus more on being an owner. Later, the white-skinned pig, the deputy director of Gui Lao, transferred the assets to his own name. Subsidiary, making false accounts!”

"In the end, the company paid off the loan, was acquired by HSBC, and then sold to Gui Lao's company at a low price."

Seeking skin from a tiger!
Zhang Ziming understood now when he heard it. There was no doubt that the ghost man had once again annexed a Chinese-owned company through a foreign bank.

In Hong Kong before 97, Gui Lao was both a referee and a player, and he could even write the rules of the game.

Very few Chinese can play Gui Lao. The twists and turns may seem simple, but in fact it is complicated. It may not be that Zhou Minghua is not good at managing the company. Perhaps he was pushed out of the management step by step after the company was established.
It was actually very ambitious to start a business jointly with the deputy director of Gui Lao, but the mistake was in the first step. But if he didn't cooperate with Gui Lao, maybe the company wouldn't even be able to grow.

This is the frustration of most Chinese business people.

Zhang Ziwen was holding back a ball of anger in his heart and said, "Uncle, the ghost guy bullied you like that, and that guy who cheated on you in Haojiang, don't you want to take revenge on them?"

"Yes I do!"

Zhou Minghua said very directly: "But if you lose, you have already lost. How can you retaliate if you don't have the capital?"

"I have a family to support, and the reason why I can live a stable life until now is to know my interests. If I don't know my interests, I would have ended up on the street."

Revenge and survival must be awakened.

Zhou Minghua had his own consciousness, and Zhang Ziwen didn't want to talk too much. He sighed: "Win a little, fight a turnaround, and you have everything."

The boss of the boat parked the boat at the pier of the typhoon shelter, and several people jumped off the bow one after another. When Zhou Minghua jumped off the boat with his backpack, Zhang Ziwen politely stepped forward to catch it with his hand.

But Zhou Minghua held his hand: "Awen, I will fight with you to make a comeback!"

Zhang Ziwen's eyes suddenly lit up and he said sincerely: "Thank you, Uncle Zhou."

"I only have one condition. If you want to do it, do it big. It's okay to do celebrity business, but you can't just do celebrity business. Let's talk about the details at home." Zhou Minghua nodded, and after saying goodbye to the three guys, he took Zhang Ziwen back. Go to your residence in Central.

Zhang Ziwen found that Zhou Minghua's house was not big, but it was in a good location, near Causeway Bay.

All the children in the family were boarding at school. Only the sister-in-law boiled a pot of water and cut a plate of fruit and brought it out.

He thought Zhou Minghua wanted to talk about salary and dividend issues, but Zhou Minghua told him a past incident: "The reason why Pioneer Company was acquired by HSBC Bank was because I used my company license to mortgage the bank for 150 yuan. One hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars.”

"I used the money to recruit people and did a lot of work. Unfortunately, I ran into a group of foreign mercenaries during the operation. My brothers suffered heavy casualties and the project lost all its money."

"The news about this project came from Interpol. When I was still working in the police force, I saw a confidential document."

"In 81, a scrapped money printing press at the San Francisco Mint was stolen during transportation. The thieves were a group of Northern Dynasty agents hidden in San Francisco. The Northern Dynasty agents took photos of the technology of the money printing machine and sent it back, but the money printing machine failed. His whereabouts are unknown, and I know the whereabouts of that printing press.”

Zhang Ziwen's breathing suddenly became heavier and he looked directly at Zhou Minghua: "The things haven't been moved?"

"The Northern Dynasty has manpower and materials, but what is lacking is technology. Compared to the money printing machine itself, those technologies are more important, and the lives of agents are also more important."

"What they want is information. Once they have the information, they don't know how many counterfeit banknotes have been produced. If the remaining big ones can be produced, they can be sold on the black market for at least several million dollars."

"Back then, the Hong Kong police cooperated with the international police to arrest a North Korean agent who fled to Hong Kong Island. I personally arrested this person and let him go in exchange for this news."

Zhou Minghua said: "The place where the money printing machine is hidden is an abandoned FBI stronghold. The group of mercenaries we ran into did not go for the money printing machine."

This means the money printing press is still there!
(End of this chapter)