HPDBC Chapter 70 is over, but the battle is still ongoing.
Chapter 70 is over, but the battle is still ongoing.
Mercedes-Benz 220SE, market price: approximately HKD 5.
Lin Shaochao's car was white and had a driver in uniform. It was already quite eye-catching when it was parked in front of Deyun Teahouse.
At this moment, Lin Dashao, with a cigarette in his mouth, leaned halfway out of the back seat of the car and laughed and cursed at a young man standing by the window on the second floor of Deyun, which attracted many passersby to stop and watch.
After venting his frustration from the meeting, which had been suppressed by Lin Yuanshan for almost the entire time, he finally understood.
Before Lin Yuanshan could raise his middle finger, Lin Shaochao quickly hid back in the car and urged the dumbfounded driver to drive off.
The Mercedes-Benz 220SE sped away, leaving behind a crowd of onlookers pointing and gesturing at the taillights.
Lin Yuanshan stood on the second floor, smiling as he withdrew his middle finger: "This young master Lin is quite a remarkable person."
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The next day.
Li Yicheng, owner of Huanghe Plastics, known as the "King of Plastic Flowers" and vice president of the Chaozhou Plastics Manufacturers Association;
James, head of the Sham Shui Po division of the Trade and Industry Department;
Detective Inspector Lui Lok of the Criminal Investigation Department, Sham Shui Po Police Station;
They appeared on the streets of Tongzhou without prior arrangement.
Lin Qiang and his two companions, representing those in the plastic waste recycling industry, tearfully appealed to these powerful figures. They explained that rumors had caused abnormally high prices for plastic waste recently…
Well, to put it simply: we're having trouble selling our waste materials, please help us.
As the "King of Plastic Flowers," Li Yicheng felt obligated to discuss countermeasures with the other relevant individuals who had come with him.
Finally, after being persuaded by everyone, he agreed to let Yellow River Plastics step in and reluctantly take over the several hundred tons of goods at a price of 25 yuan per ton.
At that moment, a group of reporters suddenly appeared, snapping photos incessantly, capturing the scene of Boss Li trying his best to save his competitors from bankruptcy.
What happened in the morning was reported on television and radio by noon.
By 3 p.m., it had appeared on the front page of the New Evening Post, the Business Evening Post, the Overseas Chinese Evening Post, and the Sing Tao Evening Post.
Yellow River Plastics, Shixiawei Branch.
After seeing off Li Yicheng, who was making a stop to inspect the factory's production, Xu returned to his office and handed a leather file folder to Lin Yuanshan, who was sitting alone on the sofa making tea: "The boss told me to give you this."
Lin Yuanshan readily accepted the bag, opened it, and looked inside: "Wow! Boss Li is so generous? He gave me quite a bit more than I expected."
Xu Neng returned to his office chair and asked curiously, "What? Besides the 320 tons of waste, there's also a new waste sale and rubber flower recycling agreement."
What else did the boss give you?
"On Hongyun Street, there's a small factory called Hongfa."
"Takeout... a warehouse with six months left on the lease." Lin Yuanshan flipped through the documents in his hand and replied slowly.
"Hongfa?" Xu Neng's gaze changed, and he was about to remind Lin Yuanshan.
Lin Yuanshan laughed: "1000 square feet, not bad, not bad, much bigger than the hair salon that Bo Rong helped me collect before."
It's more than just big!
The place is only 300 square feet, so it's almost full if you put two beer machines in it.
Hongfa has more than three branches, and its Shek Kip Mei plant is already one-fifth the size of the former plant.
The key point is that the warehouse with only six months left on its lease was perfect for storing this batch of waste materials.
Three hundred and twenty tons of plastic waste, with enough space for manual laborers to walk and move, would require a warehouse of approximately 500 square meters.
The one Li Yicheng lent to Lin Yuanshan was definitely not this big; it was only 2000 square feet.
However, don't forget that 120 tons of the material were piled up in the hands of Lin Qiang and his two companions.
Two hundred tons of material, squeezed in, can barely be piled up.
It's just that loading and unloading makes the work a little harder for laborers.
Anyway, the loading and unloading were all done by Biandanwei's men, who worked for Mr. Lin and were available whenever he was called, so there was no need to talk about hardship.
As a veteran of the Yellow River who had followed Li Yicheng for more than ten years, he was eventually sent to the Shixiawei branch factory to retire because he could not keep up with the pace.
Xu Neng knew very well that his employer had endured hardship to get to where he was today!
This person is extremely patient, highly vigilant, not impulsive, and trustworthy.
In 1950, Li Yicheng opened the Yellow River Plastics Factory with HK$5.
Thirteen years later, he had become the king of plastic flowers and the industry leader.
However, in the eyes of Hong Kong's established wealthy families, Li Yicheng is still a nouveau riche and a gigolo who made his fortune by relying on his wife's family.
It has to be said that Lin Yuanshan chose an excellent angle to enter the market.
He orchestrated this scheme when Li Yicheng needed his reputation the most.
However, Xu Neng knew that Li Yicheng was both grateful and vengeful, and most importantly, he had a strong desire for control and always left himself an escape route.
They gave it to the factory, the scrap materials, and the warehouse.
It seemed like a great gift that gave Lin Yuanshan a chance to make a fortune.
In reality, Hongfa was just an empty factory; it had land but no machinery.
Furthermore, the newly revised agreement on the sale of waste materials and the recycling of substandard spruce flowers, while eliminating the three-month trial period, has added other clauses.
One measure is to reduce the price of substandard rubber flowers to 70% of the market price.
Another point is that Lin Yuanshan will have to pay 25 yuan per ton for waste materials from not only the Shek Kip Mei branch, but also from other Huanghe Plastics plants.
In addition, the finished plastic flowers made by Yuanshan Plastics can only be sold to the Yellow River.
It can be said that if Lin Yuanshan wanted to obtain these benefits, he would become Li Yicheng's vassal. He could gain some benefits, but he would only get scraps, and the control would be in Li Yicheng's hands.
Of course, Lin Yuanshan could choose not to sign this agreement.
But if that happens, all the work we did before will have been for nothing.
All they could salvage were 320 tons of waste and an empty factory.
Xu Neng looked at Lin Yuanshan, very curious about what the other party would choose.
He didn't have to wait long before Lin Yuanshan took out a pen and signed his name.
Perhaps because they had spent so much time together, Xu Neng couldn't bear to see the young man fall into his boss's trap.
Therefore, he couldn't help but go against his own principles and remind him, "A-Yuan, you need to think this through."
Hongfa's factory was empty.
Have you considered how many machines you would need to equip for full-scale production to process the waste generated by the Yellow River each month, while also gradually handling the 320 tons of waste?
Don't forget, that warehouse only has six months left on its lease...
Looking up at Xu Neng, Lin Yuanshan's smile remained unchanged, his eyes filled with determination: "Uncle Xu, I am truly touched that you reminded me."
However, you don't need to worry too much. Boss Li has his clever plans, and I, Lin Yuanshan, have my own ways to overcome them.
He wanted to tie me down and make me honestly earn money for him, so that I could use up the waste materials that Yellow River Plastics produced each month.
I also need to use his ladder to climb higher; everyone's just using their own abilities.
Seeing that Xu Neng was still trying to persuade him, Lin Yuanshan waved his hand: "Alright, Uncle Xu, instead of worrying about me, let's talk about you."
I noticed that when Boss Li came over today, he exchanged fewer than twenty sentences with you throughout the entire visit.
To be blunt, you don't really mean much to him.
How about this, you come help me. My boat has just set sail, so if you jump over here now, you can be the captain and helm the ship.