novelslam Chapter 48 Buying materials at Heshun, half price
Chapter 48 Buying materials at Heshun, half price
Upon hearing this, Shen Da Hui's face showed a rare hint of embarrassment. As someone familiar with the situation in the gang, he knew very well that this time, Lin Yuanshan had been forced to cling to his boss's coattails.
Remembering that the other party only had a small factory and, in a rather precarious situation, still had to take on the livelihoods of more than two hundred people in his own business.
Moreover, he just announced that he would become the head of the rice bowl, and he immediately distributed money to stabilize morale. Now he has also squeezed out factory jobs for his brothers to start working.
Now, even when moving 10 tons of goods, Lin Yuanshan still had to hand out slips of paper according to the rules for dock laborers.
This made Shen Da Hui realize that his earlier playfulness was really too immature.
"Mr. Lin, don't worry, it's only 10 tons of goods. Each of us can carry 100 pounds; 20 people will be enough to bring it back for you." With that, Shen Da Hui grabbed Ah Rong and strode out: "Brothers, let's get to work!"
Standing inside the factory, Lin Yuanshan felt something was off when he heard these words.
……
Fifteen minutes later, Hok Yuen Street, Hung Hom, Kowloon.
About 300 meters from the To Kwa Wan pier, there is a two-story factory building facing the street, which is Hop Shun Plastics Factory.
Ah Rong was never lame; he worked at this factory.
In terms of scale, ten years ago, it was considered a leader in Hong Kong's plastics industry.
But once Li Yicheng entered the industry, Hesheng began to decline. Unable to compete with him in the market, it had no choice but to withdraw from plastic flower production and switch to making some everyday plastic groceries.
Compared to its peak period with over a hundred workers, Hesheng's business is now much worse, and due to reduced production, it has probably cut its workforce by half.
Even so, given its current size, Hesheng is still no weaker than Yellow River Plastics' branch plant in Shek Kip Mei.
In fact, due to outdated machinery and backward technology, the waste produced by Hop Shun Yuet even exceeded that of the Shek Kip Mei branch!
Shen Da Hui, with his right hand on Ah Rong's shoulder and his left hand picking his nose, said, "Tsk, how can this burnt plastic smell be so awful?"
"Ever since the old boss passed away, the equipment in the factory has never been replaced."
"Especially that sol-gel equipment. Over time, if it's not properly maintained, the residue that accumulates inside will cause the machine to emit this smell every time it's used." Ah Rong looked at the factory where he had worked for over ten years with a complicated expression.
Shen Da Hui didn't understand these production methods, but he had asked A Rong about them on the way here.
If you want to get 10 tons of waste material in the shortest amount of time, this is the only plastic factory of all sizes in Shek Kip Mei that you can find.
Determined to make a show of himself in front of Lin Yuanshan on behalf of the gang, Shen Da Rong tilted his head and said, "Wai Zai, go knock on the door."
"Just say we're here to buy scrap metal, and ask them to send someone in charge to talk to us."
The henchman, nicknamed Wai-zai, ran towards the factory gatehouse in response.
Before long, a stout young man in a striped suit walked out of the factory and called out from afar, "I'm Liao Biao, the manager of Hesheng. Which boss wants to buy scrap metal?"
Ah Rong clearly recognized the other person; upon hearing the voice, he reflexively lowered his head.
Shen Da Hui was somewhat surprised by Ah Rong's reaction, but he was a man of the underworld, and a mere manager of a dilapidated factory was not enough to make him intimidated.
"I'm here with a friend to buy materials. This is the factory manager of Yuanshan Plastics..." Shen Dahui puffed out his chest, but then suddenly remembered that he didn't know Arong's full name.
Just as he was feeling a little embarrassed, Liao Biao pointed at A Rong in surprise: "Lame Rong! It's actually you?"
I'll pick! Are you kidding me? We've known each other for years, we know each other inside and out.
Factory director, my foot! Please, face reality, okay?
"Aren't you just a crippled guy who was taken in by Supervisor Yu and made to work odd jobs at a shady factory in the shantytown?"
Liao Biao made a sarcastic remark, and A Rong lowered his head slightly.
When Liao Biao turned his gaze to Shen Da Hui, who was standing to the side, A Rong's back was almost bent into a shrimp shape.
Liao Biao took out his cigarette case, knocked out a cigarette, and handed it to Shen Da Hui. He smiled and said, "Brother, you must be with Brother Yu Tou Ming Ming, right?"
Our boss is very familiar with your boss!
Is Limpy Wing just taking advantage of working for Ming-ge's uncle to trick you into coming here today to stand up for him?
Come on, have a smoke first, and I'll explain why he was kicked out of the factory by our boss.
It's all his own fault for being dishonest; he's a jerk!
Don't listen to his sweet talk and let him use you, or you'll hurt the feelings of our own people.
Snapped!
With a cold face, Shen Da Hui slapped her across the face.
Liao Biao staggered from the blow, not only sending the cigarette flying but also causing his cheek to swell.
"Pfft! Are you still half asleep??"
My boss is He Hongshun's Weiwei Brother!
"If Yu Tou Ming were standing in front of me today, I guarantee I'd chop him into eighteen pieces and throw him to the docks to feed the fish!" Stepping forward and grabbing Liao Biao by the collar, Shen Da Hui's eyes were bloodshot as if he wanted to devour someone: "You bastard, you talk more than I do, you're obviously not a good person!"
"Men, give him a good beating first, and we'll talk business once he's sober."
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Two and a half hours later, in Kowloon Walled City.
Lin Yuanshan, who had brought Tie Tou back to the walled city for dinner, looked at A Rong with a strange expression: "500 yuan? You bought twenty tons of scrap? A Rong, are you sure you didn't drink tonight?"
"No, no, no, Young Master Yuan, I wasn't drunk. It really is 20 tons." Ah Rong shook his head repeatedly, worried that Lin Yuanshan wouldn't believe him, and even took out a purchase order from his pocket.
Lin Yuanshan took it and quickly glanced at it. The header of the form read "Hesheng Plastics Factory".
The notice, clearly written in black and white, states that 20 tons of plastic waste are for sale at HK$25 per ton, totaling HK$500.
"Tell me, what exactly happened?" Lin Yuanshan slapped down the receipt and looked at Arong with a stern face.
Ah Rong lowered his head, but less than five seconds later, he looked up, his eyes red-rimmed: "Young Master Yuan, it all started when I was working at Heshun..."
As Ah Rong recounted his story, Lin Yuanshan and the others finally understood why this master craftsman, so familiar with plastic production, had fallen to the point of working odd jobs in a shady factory.
It turns out that three years ago, Miao Ying, the former boss of Hesheng, passed away.
The factory fell into the hands of Miao Jie, the young master, and Liao Biao was Miao Jie's brother-in-law.
At this point, Arong offered some production suggestions, including purchasing new imported machinery to cope with competition from Yellow River Plastics.
However, his actions aroused the dissatisfaction of Miao Jie and Liao Biao.
At this time, Miao Jie had lost a huge amount of money gambling and misappropriated some production funds to fill the gap.
Ah Rong was a senior employee, and his suggestions aligned with the factory's development, gaining the support of several partners. This put Miao Jie in a very passive position, forcing him to confess to his family and incurring condemnation from his elders.
Not long after, Ah Rong was framed for theft while working a night shift. He not only had one leg broken, but was also kicked out of the factory.
After hearing what had happened, Lin Yuanshan tapped his fingers lightly on the coffee table: "And then, you asked Shen Da Hui to stand up for you?"
"No! No!" Ah Rong shook his head repeatedly, anxiously explaining, "Public matters are public matters, and private matters are private matters. My affair with Miao Jie and Liao Biao will not involve the factory."
I took Ahui to Hesheng because only Hesheng could sell us 10 tons of goods at the fastest speed.
At this moment, Shen Da Hui, who was outside, couldn't hold back any longer and strode in: "Mr. Lin, I didn't like that fat bastard surnamed Liao, so I taught him a lesson. Because he said that his boss and Yu Tou Ming have a very good relationship."
Later he heard that we really did come to buy scrap.
That bastard scared himself, offering to sell at half price; it wasn't us bullying him into selling.