Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

Yuen Long, Shi's Instant Noodle Factory.

Now, under Shi Zhijian's planning, the instant noodle factory is already full.

The transport team consisted of 300 people, led by Hong Yihai Daxiong.

The security team consisted of 300 people, led by Heliansheng Beard Yong.

In addition, there are more than 1,000 skilled workers, temporarily led by Shi Zhijian's good brother Ding Yongqiang.

The news spread that the factory was full of staff, but people still came to apply for the job one after another, but it was because of the recruitment incident in the walled village before. Besides the walled village, villagers from other places in Yuen Long also rushed over.

After all, the guaranteed monthly salary of 300 is not a small amount this year. Country people can earn it without having to travel far to work. Of course, they must seize the opportunity.

From the very beginning, Shi Zhijian planned to build ten instant noodle production lines with thousands of people. Now more and more people are applying for the job, which has already exceeded the number of places needed before.

Shi Zhijian used to have headaches and couldn't recruit people, but now he has recruited too many people. According to Ding Yongqiang's registration, there are almost 1,800 people now.

Shi Zhijian does not do charity work. Since there are many people, he will be selected for admission!

Strong!

Literacy!

Also looks good!

Keep these, and don't leave the rest!

Ding Yongqiang was kind-hearted and tried his best to explain the reasons and reasons to those who were dismissed.

Those people yelled at him, called him a liar, Qian Lao, and wished him a "rich family"!

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Ding Yongqiang was in unbearable misery here, and was just waiting for news from the Wong Chuk Hang Police Academy to help him get out of the sea of ​​misery.

On the other hand, Shi Zhijian was much more relaxed. He kept entertaining guests and meeting business partners who cooperated with the factory.

As Shi Zhijian expected, after he announced the establishment of the instant noodle factory, those suppliers of flour, grains, oils and seasonings came directly, wanting to establish a good partnership with Shi Zhijian.

To put it bluntly, these suppliers are willing to provide raw materials for the instant noodle factory, and the accounts can be settled later.

Before the opening, Shi Zhijian and the grain and oil business owners had a separate conversation, asking about prices, quality, and settlement methods.

There are a total of eight grain and oil merchants. In the end, Shi Zhijian chose one of them. The owner is "Bi Fafa", and the name of the grain and oil business is "Fafa Grain and Oil".

When Bifa heard that he was selected by Shi Zhijian to become a partner of the instant noodle factory, he was about to go crazy.

You must know that Bifa is a skilled businessman. When he came, he visually inspected this instant noodle factory. It was extremely huge from the inside out, covering an area of ​​500 acres, ten production lines, and thousands of employees. In the future, the flour and cooking oil will be needed. , and the seasonings are incalculable. If the contract can be successfully signed, then the "developed grain and oil industry" will not worry about being really developed in the future.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, in the temporary office of the general manager, Shi Zhijian met with Bi Fafa again alone.

Although it was not the first time that Bi Fa met Shi Zhijian, he couldn't help but sighed at the youth of the other party.

However, the younger Shi Zhijian is, the happier Bi Fa is, and he is incapable of handling affairs without any hair on his lips. This kind of youngster is the most unable to hold his breath, and is most easily bullied by these old fritters and old rivers and lakes.

Shi Zhijian didn't care about Bifa looking at himself at all. He sat on a very ordinary chair, but he looked like a tycoon. He took a cigarette case from the table, threw out a Marlboro cigarette, and asked Bifa, "Smoke?"

Bifa hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Thank you, no need!"

Shi Zhijian bit one himself, lit it, and shook the firewood, "Boss Wan, do you know why I chose you this time?"

"Uh, this... it may be that you and I have a fate with Boss Shi, a business fate!"

"Hehe, look at this first!" Shi Zhijian crossed his legs, puffed out a cigarette, and pushed the document in front of him to Bi Fafa.

Bifa took it and glanced at it, then was stunned.

Above are the supply quotations for Shi Zhijian from seven other grain and oil companies, as well as the quality level of flour and edible oil.

Bifa couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, because there was a company with a lower price than his, and another company's flour quality was better than his.

"I don't quite understand." Bi Fa looked at Shi Zhijian, and finally asked his doubts, "Since there are cheaper ones and better quality ones, why did you choose me?"

Shi Zhijian played the soot rhythmically, "Are you nervous? Then you should remember this feeling well-----"

Shi Zhijian leaned over gently, his eyes sharp: "Tomorrow my factory will open, all you have to do is - do your duty as a supplier, don't play any moths, because I can find someone else to replace you at any time! "

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Bifa wiped his forehead with a handkerchief and left Shi Zhijian's office with a strange expression.

At this time, he will no longer feel that Shi Zhijian is "young", this is a terrifying existence, and he is more precise than his old fritters.

Shi Zhijian dismissed Bifa, leaned on the chair and took a breath, and began to think about the opening tomorrow.

Now the factory has everything ready, the workers have been trained, the machines have been debugged, the suppliers are all in place, and even the stage for tomorrow's opening, the hired lion dance team, and the invited VIP seats have been confirmed. .

"Now there are only fireworks and firecrackers! The opening should be festive! It's crackling and blooming everywhere, that's enough energy!"

Just as Shi Zhijian was thinking about it, someone knocked on the door: "Boss Shi, someone is looking outside!"

Shi Zhijian didn't care, thinking it was another grain and oil business. After all, the instant noodle factory is a big piece of fat, and no one would give up easily.

Shi Zhijian deliberately dawdled for a while, and then walked out of the office with a cigarette in his mouth. From a distance, he saw a black Ford sedan parked in front of the factory building with the conspicuous license plate number "555".

Shi Zhijian was startled, thinking that this is not the car of Inspector Hua Lei Luo?

Sure enough, when Shi Zhijian was looking at the car, the door opened, but it was Lai Luo's sidekick Chen Xijiu, wearing a floral shirt, leaning on the car and waving to him.

Shi Zhijian walked over and said hello with a smile, "Ninth Brother, what brought you out?"

Chen Xijiu pouted towards him: "Brother Luo is waiting for you in the car!"

Shi Zhijian smiled, took out a pack of cigarettes in his arms and threw it to Chen Xijiu: "Then you can eat cigarettes outside first!"

Chen Xijiu took the cigarette and looked at the brand, "Marlboro? Is there anything better?"

You don't even like Marlboro? The current detectives are very dangling!

Shi Zhijian rolled his eyes: "I'll talk about it when I'm developed!" Then he got into the car.

Chief Inspector Lai Luo sat in the car with a large unlit cigar in his hand, frowning. Like his dead parents, he didn't even know Shi Zhijian got in the car.

"Brother Luo, what's the matter with me?" Shi Zhijian asked.

Lai Luo then recovered from his thoughts, looked at Shi Zhijian and sighed, "You are so smart!"

Shi Zhijian smiled: "What does Brother Luo mean?"

"Last time you dreamed that I would have bad luck, but now it works. I'm going to be transferred from Tsim Sha Tsui to Yuen Long to be your neighbor!"

"Yuen Long? Not bad, the air is good and the folk customs are simple, Luo Ge can rest well here when he is transferred here!"

Lai Luo flicked the cigar, only to realize that the cigar was not lit, "Hey, Ah Jian, I think you are joking! You know best where Yuen Long is, I don't know why you built a factory here, but My transfer here is equivalent to guarding the pond!"

"Brother Luo, didn't you come to complain to me?"

"Are you still pretending to be confused?" Lai Luo's eyes were like a falcon, "I want to know if you have any dreams, old idiot, can you help me through this difficult time?"

Lai Luo is also in a hurry.

In the past few days, there has been news from within the police station that Yan Xiong climbed up to James, the ghost guy, and gave him 3 million in favors. This time, he has been locked in three places in Yau Tsim Wang after being transferred from the Detective China's jurisdiction.

When Laidlaw got the news, it was too late, because James had already reported to his superiors, and the appointment list would be announced tomorrow. At that time, Laiduo would not only give up the three places of Yau Tsimwang, but also be sent to Yuen Long. The time is now. Urgent, even sending more money is useless.

Lai Luo was anxious and confused. At this moment, he could only ask God to worship Buddha, pinning his hopes on Shi Zhijian's dead ghost Laodou, hoping that he could give guidance on the maze.

Seeing Lei Luo's anxious look, Shi Zhijian immediately took the cigar from his hand, lit it in his mouth, and handed it back. He said slowly, "I have something to say, don't panic!"