Rebirth: Outstanding

When the wigs of the ten factories in the first month were supplied to Kemei International Trading Co., Ltd. on time, Tang Boqi personally submitted to the embargo prosecutor of the US Consulate in Hong Kong the raw materials, production, and packaging materials of the products, which proved After the ideological purity of wigs exported to the United States, after careful investigation, it was finally approved by the embargo prosecutor.

Tang Boqi did not choose to send the fakes to the United States on the other side of the ocean by freighter. Instead, he chose air transportation, which was three times more expensive than sea transportation. 2,600 wigs were loaded on the cargo plane from Kai Tak Airport to San Francisco, USA.

And Tang Boqi also booked the fastest airline ticket to fly back to the United States.

For the first delivery, he chose to use fast air freight. It was not that time was too late, but that he wanted to get the first payment from the US channel as soon as possible, so that the ten factories that were still a little worried about him completely treated him. Rest assured, I truly believe that Tang Boqi can bring the products of ten factories into banknotes from the United States, and through this fast and efficient first supply, he can start additional follow-up orders with US distributors.

After the money and new follow-up orders are brought back, Tang Boqi will be able to propose the establishment of industry associations, customizing industry norms, and stabilizing the entire industry market with the prestige and influence of the time.

He is implementing the steps in his plan step by step.

When Tang Boqi took the first batch of Hong Kong wig products to land in the United States by plane, Song Tianyao and Lei Yingdong were going to Macau to visit Mr. He Xianhe. The reason was that Mr. He was the fifth wife Cheng Qiongqing.

Lei Yingdong brought two men who went to sea together, and Song Tianyao brought the only Jiuwenlong who could barely be a guest bodyguard with him for the first time.

Without it, Macau is no better than Hong Kong. Even several big men in Macau, including Mr. He, who is going to see the two, wear body armor and pistols when they go out. Two Aberdeen swagger across the sea to Macau. If anyone knows the details, After kidnapping and extorting, it is not surprising that the ticket was torn down by the way.

Moreover, the locals of Macau are very repulsive to outsiders, and they don't know which words can make the other people hate them.

Macau is a small place with narrow financial resources. One more foreigner means that the locals will make less money. Most of the Hong Kong people who came to Macau during the fall of Hong Kong returned to Hong Kong after the war. One was because of the recovery of Hong Kong. It was because the locals of Macau forced Hong Kong people back to Hong Kong after the war.

When talking about driving away Hong Kong people, local people in Macau are often justified: This is Macau, not Hong Kong. The reason why Hong Kong people were taken in was because everyone was Chinese. If there are no Japanese devils in Hong Kong, they will stay in Macau to grab our business. ?

This is also the reason why He Hongsheng is often troubled by locals in Macau. If it weren’t for the double protection of He Xian’s shares in his business and his wife’s Portuguese nationality, where would the locals threaten him with a grenade, they would have quietly let him go. People tied him to Shen Hai. It is this double protection, especially He Xian's shares, that can make He Hongsheng insist on doing business in the xenophobic Macau.

The passenger ship berthed into the Heishahuan wharf in Macau. Before leaving the passenger ship, Song Tianyao and Lei Yingdong already saw He Hongsheng and Huang Liu at the exit of the wharf. When they saw Huang Liu, Song Tianyao's face turned dark.

Huang Liu didn't think it was. Seeing the two of them, although they were still pretending to be professional bodyguards, they couldn't help smiling from the corners of their eyes, and shook their hands at the people on the boat.

"You don't need a big boss like you to pick us up in person, right?" Song Tianyao walked out of the dock, tried to ignore Huang Liu who was poking beside He Hongsheng, and said with a smile to He Hongsheng.

He Hongsheng and Song Tianyao shook their hands: "I am a ghost like me? Although Mr. He has already said that he is not going to set up wine, but whoever in Macau is not gearing up to join in, don't talk about me acting as a driver to pick up guests. The vice president of the Macau Chamber of Commerce is just helping the five ladies to make guest appearances. If it weren’t for the fact that you two came here specially from Hong Kong, Mr. He would not meet, so I asked me to take you to see him in the shanty town of Qingzhou. He is busy. Help the residents of Qingzhou shanty towns."

"Not the fifth wife's birthday?" Lei Yingdong glanced at his hand behind him carrying a large briefcase and the nine-patterned dragon holding a wooden box: "We brought a gift specially."

"The Fifth Madam’s birthday was originally just a casual mention by Mr. He. Thinking that Mrs. Five likes to sing, Mr. He sent a message to these famous Cantonese opera artists in the provinces, Hong Kong and Macao. I don’t know that as soon as the news came out, it’s like this now, everyone. As the reason for the Fifth Wife’s birthday, he wanted to see Mr. He climb up friendship, Mr. He didn’t plan to show up at all, and went to the Qingzhou shanty town to help the poor. The gift would be given to Mr. He.” He Hongsheng finished moving forward. The two cars parked there pointed: "Go, get in."

Following He Hongsheng and passing by with Huang Liu, Song Tianyao turned his face to look at the street, barely bared his teeth and smiled, lowered his voice and said, "Brother Liu, how are you."

"Wait to see Mr. He, I will show you the scenery of Macau." Huang Liu turned around blankly, walked towards the car side by side with Song Tianyao, and said in a low voice.

Song Tianyao's mouth twitched twice: "Believe in you to have ghosts. After seeing Mr. He, I will return to Hong Kong, and I will not care about my brother."

In two cars, Song Tianyao and Jiuwenlong chose He Hongsheng's car. Lei Yingdong and his subordinates took Huangliu's car, and the two cars drove towards Qingzhou.

Green Island is a slum in Macau. I raised my eyes and looked over. I saw all the low and narrow wooden houses and tin houses. The car was driving on the bumpy dirt road, and the bumps never stopped.

Song Tianyao has always maintained the habit of reading newspapers every day. All well-known newspapers in Hong Kong and Macao subscribed a copy. So at this time, He Hongsheng, who was driving in the driver's seat, asked about Qingzhou's news:

"The newspaper doesn't say that the Australian and Portuguese government believes that the Qingzhou wooden house area will affect the city's appearance. It ordered the demolition and removal of all the residents of Qingzhou, and unified designated areas to build houses for residents to live in? Why does it seem that there are so many wooden houses here."

"The people of the Portuguese government are ghosts. What a ghost speaks naturally is bullshit. You can believe it? It is indeed planned to tear down this wooden house area, but the Portuguese government is not going to pay for the people here to build new houses. A piece of vacant land is required for residents to build the same houses to maintain their beauty and unity. Think about it, if people here have money to build houses, how can they still live in wooden houses? And the vacant land allocated by the government, on average, a family is only 6 square meters Meters, six square meters, not as big as a dog cage in a dog racing field, how can people live?" He Hongsheng said after holding the steering wheel and avoiding a stagnant water on the road.

"So? Does Mr. He help the Macau-Portuguese government to persuade, or help the people here?" Song Tianyao turned his head and looked at the miserable environment outside the car window and asked.

He Hongsheng stopped the car slowly along the side of the road, turned his head and said to Song Tianyao: "Mr. He is the representative of the Chinese in Macau, and of course he is helping the poor. A few days ago, he brought the ghost director of the Macao Public Works Bureau, Besda, directly here. I only know that this is a slum, which has always had a bad influence on Portugal in the international arena, but I don’t know how poor these poor people are. If it is someone else, Besda would not give face, but Mr. He spoke, holding his nose and wearing a suit and shoes. I came here obediently. After seeing it, I didn’t dare to mention forcing the poor to move. When I arrived, it’s here. In front of it is the township office in the shanty town, where Mr. He was talking to the residents of Qingzhou."

In the back, Huang Liu drove the two men of Jiuwenlong and Lei Yingdong, and the group walked toward a big house made of iron sheets in the middle of the street in front.

Outside the big house, there were two young men in suits and round-framed sunglasses. Huang Liu took a few steps and said to them first: "Mr. He’s guest, it’s okay."

"I know, one is Mr. Lei Danzai Lei from Hong Kong who has met several times before, and the other is the Pujie Song, Mr. Song that you mentioned in your mouth." One of the grim-looking youths said lightly to Huang Liu.

"Push Street Song?" Song Tianyao immediately raised his ears, and looked at Huang Liu in front of him with unkind eyes. This **** kept calling himself Ping Street Song in Macau?

If it weren’t for Macau, Song Tianyao would use the money to buy two roasted geese for the Jiuwenlong to eat, and then give a severe lesson to Huang Liu, or simply put the bad guys and the tall guys into these to be able to beat them. The people from the rivers and lakes all called, and gang fights this one on the street.

"A nickname, a nickname." After being called Song Tianyao by his two companions, Huang Liu's serious face was a bit untenable. He turned to look at Song Tianyao, whose face was dark, and he was still cheeky. Squeeze a smiley face: "A nickname, I usually call a friend, and I'm used to calling him "Push the street, go in and see Mr. He."

After speaking, this guy stepped into the iron-skinned house first. Song Tianyao followed and walked in. As soon as he entered, he smelled a stinky sweat and smoke. Twenty or thirty poor people in ragged clothes. Shizheng gathered together, and if not aware of the few people who came in, a group of minds were tied to the person who was standing in the middle of the iron-skinned house at this time.

The middle-aged man sitting in front of a wooden table in the middle is wearing a black tunic suit and a pair of gold glasses. His figure is a little short. The most noticeable thing is the nose with a high nose and open wings and a pair of noses on his face. Almost like the eyebrows inserted diagonally above his eyes, even if he was surrounded by the crowd at this time, his smile was warm and kind, but he still had an aura of not anger and self-prestige.

Macau Wang Hexian, who is called a virtuous brother by the whole Macau street, regardless of the old and the young.

He Xian's eyes only glanced at the few people who came in, and then he continued to listen carefully to the plea of ​​the villagers around him.

"Brother Xian, Brother Xian..." A gray-haired old man in his 50s and 60s squeezed in front of He Xian and said hurriedly: "Brother Xian, you have already helped build an elementary school to teach children to study. Excuse me, but now, apart from you, we can’t refer to anyone else. The original three storage tanks in the shantytown were filled with two by the government. Only one storage tank is left. The water is not enough. Now everyone If you want to use water, you have to walk seven miles to pick up water. Young people can still survive. Our old bones are really useless and can’t walk. We ask the water company to help lead a water pipe. People told us that the water pipe is too laid. Long, spend too much money, and here are all poor people, and they can’t collect water money. Even if the Australian Governor speaks, there is no reason to let them not make money, telling us to go home and wait slowly. If someone wants to open here in a few years When factories and factories need water, it may be possible for water pipes to come over. We have no money to pay for water, but our storage tanks have been filled up to make the land, and the government does not pay to help us pipe water pipes... Xian brother, Can you help speak to the government."

After the old man finished speaking, everyone else in the room nodded. There is no fresh water supply in Qingzhou. People in the shantytowns go outside to pick up water and put it into the storage tank. Now there is only one storage tank, and the most basic drinking water cannot be guaranteed. The problem, let alone other domestic water.

After listening carefully, He Xian nodded, thought for a moment, took out the pen from his pocket, took out a small notepad, tore off a page, wrote a line on it, and gave it to the standing next to him. A bodyguard: "Now you send it to the person in charge of the Macau Water Supply Company and tell him that within a week I will see two water pipes coming here, otherwise he will change his seat."

The bodyguard squeezed out the crowd with a small note in his hand. When he passed Song Tianyao, Song Tianyao glanced at the note. There were only a few numbers on it. The handwriting dots were like falling stones, hooks like gold, silver hooks and irons. Stroke into one sentence:

"The two water pipes in Qingzhou, please count the number of brothers. Macau He Xian."

From the streets of Macau to the white-haired elderly, down to Huang Tiao children, regardless of the Portuguese or the Chinese, they all respect the Macau Wang Hexian, who is known as the virtuous brother. Although there is a seemingly humble sentence on the paper, "Please count the number of brothers, Macau Hexian.", But it was a bit more domineering than writing some domineering words.