Hong Kong Film: The Positive Energy System of the Hongxing Boss

"Brother Feng, you will be my half-brother Li Liang in the future." The warden kept rubbing his hands and said excitedly.

Good guy, a dividend of tens of millions a year, anyone would be tempted.

10 million, even the Governor of Hong Kong does not have such a high salary, and even the foreign Prime Minister does not have such a high income.

The warden has completely fallen into the pie painted by Fengyun.

"Calm down, calm down, this is just a small amount of money. In the future, we will make Stanley a first-class prison production base in Hong Kong, no, even in the world."

Looking at the warden's gradually receding back, Fengyun's mouth curled up a sneer.

A guy who was so easily bought by himself with money can't achieve anything big.

The plans that Fengyun told him were not castles in the air, but what he was going to plan next.

When the entire production line is in operation, the wages, salaries and benefits of the staff in Stanley will not be decided by Fengyun alone?

As for the warden, if he knows what's good for him, Fengyun can still let him hang a nominal title and receive a bonus of hundreds of thousands every month.

If he doesn't know what's good for him, haha, Stanley is a very chaotic place. It's normal for prisoners to riot occasionally and several wardens to be killed or injured.

Especially these foreigners, who enjoy the most benefits, like to watch these Hong Kong people fighting among themselves. Many people below have already complained.

As long as the money bags of these correctional officers are held, everyone is for a salary to support their families, and no one is more noble than anyone else.

Thinking of some interesting things he saw on the Internet before crossing, the genuine manufacturers were actually defeated by the counterfeit manufacturers, and Fengyun couldn't help laughing.

Now that he has lived again, those luxury brands should pray to Buddha and pray that Fengyun will not focus on them.

As for the issue of infringement, haha, you let a big brother-level figure of a Hong Kong community talk to you about the law, and it is a cross-border lawsuit. Are you sure you are not crazy?

After thinking for a while, Fengyun took out his mobile phone from the system space and dialed Song Zihao's number.

Although this brick-like phone is very stylish and can be used as a brick to hit people when something happens, Fengyun still misses the small and exquisite smartphones in his previous life.

Unfortunately, the first smartphone will not be available for several years.

"Hey, Brother Hao, how is the work going?"

"Boss, things are going smoothly here, and the workers are very motivated.

The factory was renovated from an old warehouse, and the machines on the production line have been purchased. We can start formal production in a month at most."

After thinking for a while, Song Zihao whispered again: "Boss, the local militia company is now responsible for the safety of the factory. It was originally one, but now it has become three.

My goodness, looking at those machine guns and mortars, I have never seen such a scene in my life.

If we use this armed force to fight Dongxing, I guess they are not a match..."

After listening to Song Zihao's report, Fengyun's mind moved, and suddenly asked: "Brother Hao, have you paid the salaries of the militia companies on guard?"

Song Zihao was stunned immediately.

"Boss, the militia company was arranged by County Magistrate Yang. It is their task and we don't need to bear any additional expenses."

This is also one of the manifestations of County Magistrate Yang's goodwill to them.

"Brother Hao, when we go out to do business, if someone respects me, I will respect him.

Although the militia company is completing the tasks assigned by their superiors, we are the beneficiaries after all, so we still have to show some gratitude.

As the saying goes, the people support the soldiers, the soldiers love the people, and the army and the people are one family.

In addition, if these militia companies are disbanded, you can still hire them as security for our factory. It doesn't matter who you hire. After all, we have cooperated for a period of time and know each other well."

After listening to Fengyun's words, Song Zihao completely realized that the boss had taken a fancy to the manpower of these militia companies.

Although they are militia, they are sent to the food factory for security work. They are all carefully selected elite soldiers with strong military literacy, and most of them are retired soldiers from the army.

After thinking through everything before and after, Song Zihao couldn't help but sigh. He must be old and can't keep up with the development of the times.

"By the way, Brother Hao, after finishing the work over there, you and Luo Liya should come back to visit me in prison as soon as possible. I have more important things to do here.

Just leave the rest of the finishing work to Ajie. Young people also need to come out to exercise. Otherwise, how can they take on big responsibilities in the future?"

Song Zihao never thought that the new boss he worshipped would even consider his younger brother's future.

In today's society, following this kind of boss is a blessing for them.Song Zihao's loyalty increased to 100.

After handing over the work at hand to Song Zijie, Song Zihao and Luo Liya returned to Hong Kong Island that night.

Stanley.

On the second day, Song Zihao and Luo Liya came here.

According to the regulations, they filled out the meeting application form. When the staff saw that the name filled in was Fengyun and the applicant was Song Zihao, their attitude immediately changed 180 degrees.

"Brother Hao, you don't have to go through so much trouble to meet Boss Feng. The warden has given the order. As soon as you come, let me take you to his office."

Song Zihao and Luo Liya looked at each other strangely. They would never have thought that Boss Fengyun is so famous in Stanley now.

"The boss is worthy of being the boss. He is so impressive wherever he goes." Luo Liya couldn't help but sigh.

Thinking back to the time when he was chased and beaten, everyone called him a gangster lawyer. Fortunately, he met the boss and changed his life from then on.

Although I was forced to sign a contract to sell myself, I have never been so glorious in my life.

"Mr. Luo."

"Legal conscience."

"The light of lawyers."

...

Warden's office.

As soon as Song Zihao opened the door, he was almost choked by the smoke inside.

I saw the warden and Fengyun holding cigars in their mouths, and I don't know what they were talking about?

"Brother Hao, Luo Dazhuang, you are here, come and sit down." Fengyun pointed to the sofa opposite, as if he was the owner here.

As for the warden, his mind was not on these details at all.

Today, the reason why Song Zihao and Luo Liya were called here was to negotiate some contracts and let Song Zihao go to purchase equipment.

Then, Fengyun took out two plans and handed them to Song Zihao and Luo Liya.

After Song Zihao and Luo Liya had read the plan carefully, Fengyun said, "Brother Hao, do you have any questions?"

Song Zihao shook his head.

"Boss, there is no problem with the equipment. I can just find someone to purchase it. But the technology and distribution channels..."

From the perspective of a professional counterfeit banknote seller, Song Zihao raised his own questions.