I haven't been a boss for many years

"To develop." Zhang Guobin spit out white mist.

Chapter 369 Entanglement, Conflict

In half a day, Huo, Bao, Zhang, and Li, the four major groups had already dispatched their public relations departments with all their strength to lobby the Secretary of State Affairs. The three major groups carried out bid rigging operations, and the Li family could not support it alone.

During this period, Li Jiacheng also made a special trip to the mainland and stayed for a week, not knowing what he was doing. Hu Yingxiang received news from the mainland a week later and went to a meeting. After the meeting, the person in charge of the Highway Bureau and Hu Yingxiang had a drink Tea, the director was wearing a gray uniform, drinking Tieguanyin in an enamel cup, and said with a smile: "Mr. Hu, Guangdong Province has approved the Guangfo construction plan. According to the previous agreement, Guangdong Construction Group will invest 30.00%, and Hehe Group will invest 70.00% %, Hehe Group can obtain half of the toll revenue of Guangfo Expressway in the future.”

Hu Yingxiang was overjoyed, and said, "Thank you Director Wang, Hehe Group will fulfill the agreement and return all the Guangfo Expressway to the government after recovering the investment cost."

The Guangzhou-Foshan Expressway is the first expressway in Guangdong Province. It starts from Hengsha Village in the Cantonese suburb and arrives at Xiebian Village in the eastern suburb of Foshan. The total length is 15.7 kilometers. It has the significance of opening up the economic artery of Guangfo. Shortening the time to 2 minutes will not only speed up the economic communication between the two cities, but also save drivers dozens of dollars in tolls.

This expressway created a precedent for "compensated financing" and started the prelude to the high-speed network in Guangdong Province. For today's era, it takes courage to build expressways with paid financing. Previously, the Guangdong provincial government was hesitant and did not dare to break through itself. The construction of the Buddha Expressway will stimulate the economic potential of Guangdong Province faster than in history, and the influence of patriotic entrepreneurs will eventually make history better.

Historically, the Guangfo Expressway was approved in 1985, built in 1986, and opened to traffic in 1989. Now, the time has been accelerated by one year. How precious is one year?

Hu Yingxiang returned to Xiangjiang, invited Zhang Guobin to the company for a chat, served hot tea, sat on the sofa seat in the reception area, and said with a chuckle: "Mr. Zhang, the mainland has approved the construction plan of Guangfo Expressway, and the funds are in place After that, construction can be officially started in January next year."

"So fast?" Zhang Guobin frowned, feeling something was wrong. Guangdong Province was his old territory, and he knew the development route in history.

Under normal circumstances, it will take another year for the Guangfo Expressway to be approved. One year in advance, there must be an external push. And now he is at the critical moment of bidding for the pier. High speed will definitely be exhausting, not enough for a silver bullet to fight a business war.

However, he has previously promised to invest in Guangfo Expressway with Hu Yingxiang, and reached an agreement of "donation upon return of capital", aiming to enhance the credibility of the two groups in Guangdong Province and lay the foundation for more projects in Guangdong Province in the future. Failure to catch up with the bus will not only weaken He Yihai's influence in Guangdong Province, but also create a gap between Hu Yingxiang and Hu Yingxiang. It is a taboo in business to renege on one's promise, and Zhang Guobin has always been a person who pays attention to goodwill.

Hu Yingxiang sipped his tea and said: "Being faster is a good thing. Firstly, it can speed up economic development, and secondly, it can save costs for drivers. When the high-speed network is rolled out, it will be of great benefit to Yihai Logistics."

In the 8s, there were tolls on national highways in China, and even more tolls were charged when expressways were built.

At that time, there was a pole at the entrance of every national highway, some poles belonged to the state, and some poles belonged to individuals. In short, collecting "road tolls" was a considerable amount of financial revenue. But it is definitely a great thing that benefits the country and the people.

"Mr. Hu is justified. Yihai Group will jointly fund the construction of the Guangfo Expressway according to the previous commitment. The person in charge of Guobin Construction will come to negotiate with him and fully cooperate with Mr. Hu's development plan." Zhang Guobin couldn't find it. Any reason for refusal, after a little thought, he opened his mouth and agreed. Although he is poor, no matter how poor he is, he cannot poor his family. Find a way to make up for it.

There are plenty of ways for He Yihai to find ways to make up tens of millions of funds. Hu Yingxiang was relieved when he heard Zhang Guobin's promise: "Mr. Zhang has a long-term vision and strong financial resources. The infrastructure industry must have a place for Yihai Group,

In the future, Hehe Group will rely more on Yihai Group. "

In recent years, Xiangjiang real estate has been in a downturn, and big water pipes will inevitably suffer losses, especially Hehe Group, which started from the construction industry. Otherwise, Hehe alone can handle the entire Guangfo Expressway. Why would Yihai Group need joint investment?

If Zhang Guobin rejects Hu Yingxiang's investment request this time, it will affect the business friendship between the two at the slightest, and at the worst it will affect the golden signboard of the red entrepreneur, and it must not be sloppy.

The two drank tea and chatted, signed an agreement, and their friendship was further improved.

Back in the car, Zhang Guobin was wearing a suit, raised his legs, swept the dust on his knees, and said in a displeased tone: "Damn it, Lao Li forced me to go to Liangshan to play with me!"

He had already received the information that Li Jiacheng was moving into the mainland. At first, he wondered why the four major groups were fighting for the pier.

Co-author, what a fucking mess!

Hutchison Building.

Li Jiacheng, holding a cigar with his fingertips, sat on an office chair, looked at the report in front of him and smiled slightly: "Zhang Guobin really agreed to the agreement to invest in the Guangfo Expressway, hehe, he is just as greedy as before, and wants to bite into everything. Take a bite."

Li Jiacheng felt that Zhang Guobin's motivation for signing the agreement was very simple. He hoped to rely on the Guangzhou-Foshan Expressway to rely on infrastructure construction in the Mainland to obtain water. The restraint of "ethics" is simply to make great efforts to open up a source of income for Zhang Guobin, hoping to divide Zhang Guobin's silver paper. Even if Zhang Guobin does not take the bait, there will be a gap with Hu Yingxiang. After taking the bait, the operation is much simpler.

Li Chaxin said aloud from the side: "Since Yihai Group has agreed to invest in the construction of the Guangfo Expressway, it must keep up with Hehe's infrastructure investment in the mainland in the next one or two years, which will greatly reduce the cash flow of Yihai Group , Yihai Group no longer has the financial basis to compete for No. [-] Pier."

Only investing in the construction of high-speed highways without keeping up with the follow-up infrastructure projects is tantamount to lending without charging interest, which is impossible from a businessman's point of view.

Li Jiacheng took a sip of his cigar, and said slowly: "Zhang Guobin was born in a Jianghu society. Even if he has a little ability, he still can't escape the word "greedy."

"He is greedy! Very greedy! Insatiably greedy!" In his eyes, Zhang Guobin is such a person. He helped Zhang Guobin open up the Guangzhou-Foshan Expressway, trying to make Zhang Guobin pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelons. Compared with the unstable economic policy and social environment in the Mainland, the Xiangjiang port industry is a real golden mountain!

In the 80s, not everyone trusted the mainland, and many people held a wait-and-see and skeptical attitude.Zhang Guobin's investment policy in the Mainland is not pure in the eyes of many people.

"Last time the Chief Secretary for Administration proposed to increase the minimum wage in Hong Kong by 15 yuan. Huang He tried his best to facilitate it for the Chief Secretary for Administration. With the Chief Secretary as the bottom line, Kwai Tsing Pier No. [-] cannot jump out of the palm of Huang He." Li Jiacheng issued an order. The order, said confidently: "Huo, Bao, and Zhang are really strong together, but the strength of three people is far less than that of a single person. It is impossible for Huo Bao to fund the construction of the wharf for Zhang."

"All the money that should be paid must be paid by Zhang. If Zhang can't pay, he can't deal with the ghosts above. Who will support him to build Pier No. [-]?"

"I understand, Mr. Li." Li Chaxin was tall, thin, blond, and nodded slightly.

Recently, the most intense government plan in Hong Kong is the "salary increase plan" that raises the minimum wage in Hong Kong by 15 yuan.

As long as the minimum wage is successfully raised, the income of all Hong Kong residents will increase.Enterprises will pay greater employment costs, which add up to a considerable amount, and many corporate capitals secretly oppose it. Therefore, the chief executive who proposed the salary increase plan of the Secretary of State Affairs encountered great resistance, but once the salary increase plan is implemented, the executive will It will be supported by huge public opinion, and it will be absolutely smooth and unstoppable.

Li Jiacheng's strategy of supporting the salary increase plan of the Secretary of Government Affairs is basically a killer move on the surface. Huo, Bao, and Zhang have all received information.

Once the capitalists fight, the people will gain short-term benefits. To a certain extent, the active capital is beneficial to the people.

This is the result of capital attributes, not personal likes and dislikes.

Mr. Zhang, you have to prepare political means in advance to deal with Hutchison Whampoa's salary increase plan. "Ma Shiming sat in the office, his tone a little nervous: "The best way at present is to fund political opponents, block Hutchison's salary increase plan, make its official influence ebb, or find a way to contact more influential people. "

It is not that there are no one in Xiangjiang who is more influential than the boss of the Chief Secretary, and that boss is not the director, but every big boss has to pay a huge price to connect, not only the silver paper, but also the It is the support for it. It is necessary to cast a certificate immediately, and it is necessary to stay low and be small, and the other party may not accept it.

Zhang Guobin smoked a cigar and said with a confident smile: "I don't like these two choices, I will choose the third one, let the public opinion tell the government who will be the king of Pier No. [-].

"You have to know that Yihai is a society that came out of the rivers and lakes. The New Territories Kwai Tsing Wharf is first in the New Territories, and the second is the wharf! Even if it is land reclamation, it is still the land of the New Territories, and it has to be managed by the New Territories!"

The capital struggle around Pier No. [-] has finally subsided from silver paper tactics to human wrestling. If you can't knock down your opponent with silver paper, you can only knock him down with strength!

This is the fate that all conflicts of interest cannot escape.

New Territories.

Lu's Ancestral Hall.

Chapter 370 Paid Protest

Lu Cunjiu sat at a round table in the ancestral hall, wearing a long gown, holding a teacup, with a serious expression on his face: "Mr. Zhang, most of the villagers in the New Territories are supported by the Yihai Group. Regarding the Kwai Tsing Wharf, the Lu family will lead the villagers Do your part."

Thank you Mr. Lu. Dressed in a suit and looking like jade, Zhang Guobin cupped his hands in thanks and said: "If Yihai Group can win the Kwai Tsing Pier, it will give priority to taking care of the village, provide more jobs for the village, and promote the development of the New Territories in the future." "

"In this case, Yihai Group will not let the villagers contribute in vain. Every villager who contributes should be paid, with a daily salary of [-] per person. When the time comes, submit a roster to the company, and the finance will send someone to settle the bill."

A smile appeared on Lu Cunjiu's face, he gently lowered the teacup, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang is polite, and I thank you in advance on behalf of the villagers."

Zhang Guobin said in a respectful tone: "New Territories affairs are the decisions of the New Territories. Mr. Lu is the leader of the gentry in the New Territories. He has great appeal. No one can handle this matter except Mr. Lu."

Lu Cunjiu couldn't help feeling a little proud, nodded and said: "Please rest assured, Mr. Zhang, you are a friend of the people from the New Territories, and the villagers of the New Territories will definitely support you with all their strength.

Yihai Group has four wineries, three large-scale garment factories, two large-scale sneaker factories in the New Territories, and the rest also has food factories, gambling stalls, horse stables, smuggling and other community industries, which only provide jobs for the villagers in the New Territories There are more than 2 people, and nearly 1 "He Yi" brothers are from the New Territories.

A total of more than [-] groups rely on Yihai to support their livelihoods. In addition, the "three tycoons" have been providing low-interest "small house" loans to male men in the New Territories. The three tycoons are actually quite influential in the countryside of the New Territories.

People in the New Territories may not all support Zhang Guobin, but some people in the New Territories support Zhang Guobin, but no one in the New Territories supports Li Jiacheng. The enemy of a friend is the enemy. Who to support in the Kwai Tsing Pier project is not a multiple-choice question for people in the New Territories. Quiz with prizes!

Zhang Guobin left Lu Village in the New Territories by car. After receiving the notice, several young people put down their work and stepped into the ancestral hall, bowing their heads and shouting:

"Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa..."

Lu Cunjiu sat at the head of the table with his cane in both hands, and said with an amiable expression: "Pingyuan, Pingxin, Pingqiang, Zhihui, come and sit."

"Okay, grandpa." The four young men agreed, and stepped forward to sit down at the round table.

Four of them are males of the Lu family, three of them are males of the Pingzi generation, and one is a male of the Zhizi generation. According to their seniority, they are a generation younger than the Pingzi generation, but Zhihui is already thirty, no more than the three males of the Pingzi generation. How much younger, it can be seen that Zhihui's parents are relatively high-ranking in Pingzi's generation, and the four of them are the young and strong leaders of the Lu family who can do things right now.

Local families don't pay attention to meritocracy. There are strict levels within them. According to seniority, closeness is divided into distances. Just one seniority can crush people to death. It is rare, but in an area with external pressure like Xiangjiang, it is the best model for families to hold together and rule the countryside. Several big surnames can be said to be rampant in the countryside, and the situation of internal minor surnames being bullied will be better.

Lu Cunjiu summoned the four contemporary leaders of the Lu family to speak clearly. After the four of them sat down and had a sip of tea, they said: "Mr. Zhang just came and I talked about a business, mainly Regarding the bidding for the Kwai Tsing Ferry Terminal, Mr. Zhang hoped that the rumors we made would come out in solidarity with him. I have promised Mr. Zhang.”

"OK."

"Grandfather." Lu Pingyuan was wearing a shirt and water boots, and he had a fishy smell that couldn't be washed off. Hearing this, he immediately praised: "Mr. Zhang is the big water pipe in our New Territories. Whoever opposes Mr. Zhang will It is against us New Territories people."

Lu Pingxin has bushy eyebrows, a single eyebrow raised long and long, adding a touch of cunning to Zhou Zheng's face, but his voice is very calm: "Mr. Zhang has done a lot for our New Territories villagers. Many villagers are not as good as Mr. Zhang Loans cannot afford to build a small house. People in the New Territories must support their own people.

Lu Cunjiu nodded: "Pingyuan, you organized the people on the boats in the village to protest to the Fisheries and Agriculture Department, saying that the construction of the wharf would affect the fishing industry of the villagers, and that the New Territories opposed the construction of the sixth wharf in Kwai Chung."

Lu Pingyuan sneered and said: "Grandfather, leave this matter to me, and I promise to disturb the Fisheries and Agriculture Department."

"Pingxin, you take people to block the road at the Kwai Chung pier, prohibiting the passage of cars at the pier at night, and say that they cause noise pollution, which affects the rest of the villagers in the New Territories."

Lu Pingxin hesitated and said, "Grandpa, the road is a certain distance from the village, so it's hard for this reason to have an impact?"

Lu Pingyuan sneered: "Xinzi, you're so smart. There are no houses next to the road, but there are farmlands!"

"Just say that car exhaust affects farmland cultivation, understand?"

Lu Pingxin stared at the opposite side, cursing: "Duo Lei's mother, are you teaching me how to do things?"

"Pingqiang, Zhihui, you call on the nearby villagers to protest by holding signs on the side of the road, making things worse step by step, and trying to drag the Secretary of Government Affairs into the water later, so the villagers who participated in the action can get 100 yuan a day per person .”

Both Ping Qiang and Zhi Hui showed joy and shouted: "Thank you, Grandpa, we will definitely get things done."

I thought it was voluntary labor, and I helped out. Unexpectedly, I still have to work for a fee. 100 yuan a day, 3000 yuan a month, is worth the labor salary of a family of five in the New Territories, and earns five times more than working. will refuse?

That night.

The gate of the restaurant in the village.

Lu Pingxin raised the horn and shouted.

"Villagers!"

"The trucks coming and going at the Kwai Chung Wharf emit a lot of exhaust gas, causing pollution to the farmland in the New Territories, resulting in a sharp drop in farmland production.

The government announced the wharf expansion plan, and it will build No. 12, No. [-], No. [-]... all the way to No. [-] pier. It is not known how much impact it will have on the New Territories. "

"At that time, the fields in the New Territories will not be able to grow vegetables. We can go to Kowloon and Central to work, but what about the elderly at home?"

"The land in the New Territories belongs to the people of the New Territories, and the exhaust gas from outsiders is not allowed to pollute our land!"

"The grandpa supported us to go to the pier to protest against the expansion plan, and promised to give each person 80 yuan per day to help us find a way to survive. If someone is willing to go with me, we will take the bus and go to the pier to close the road now!"

The salary of 80 yuan a day is already three or four times higher than that of most villagers. Many villagers stood up without hesitation and loudly supported: "Let's go!"

"Brother Xin!"

"We'll go to the Agriculture and Fisheries Department with you!"

"rush!"

"Rush now!"

Simultaneously.

Lu Pingyuan led more than 30 fierce-looking fishermen holding bamboo poles to step out of the fishing raft and landed on land: "Are you all here?"

"All here."

"Brother Yuan."

More than 100 fishermen from the New Territories, wrapped in water skirts and water boots, embraced Lu Pingxin. Someone asked, "Brother Xin, is it 80 yuan?"

"Grandfather did pay 80 yuan, but the expansion of the pier will affect our jobs. I personally pay another five yuan, 85 yuan a day. Whoever destroys our jobs will kill us!"

Lu Pingyuan raised the bamboo pole in his hand and shouted with great spirit: "The New Territories not only belong to our villagers, but also the water and sea of ​​the New Territories!"

"It must also belong to our villagers!"

"right!"

"Brother Yuan is right!"

Many fishermen strode onto minibuses and drove to the Agriculture and Fisheries Department to make trouble. That night, the protests of the villagers in the New Territories soon spread to the Secretary of State for Home Affairs. I know the matter well, and I have dealt with it too much, and I don’t take it to heart for a while. Whenever there is a development plan in the New Territories, the villagers in the New Territories hope to take a bite of the meat. Only the New Territories in Hong Kong really regard the Hong Kong government as their own. Qiu Kou.

The late development of the New Territories has nothing to do with the operation of the villagers. It is purely a matter of the economic layout of the Hong Kong government. In fact, Zhang Guobin has some factories that can be built in Kowloon, but he deliberately builds them in the New Territories. Take root in the New Territories and cultivate influence.

The way the Secretary for Administration handles the disturbances of the villagers in the New Territories is to draw a big picture as usual, promising to strengthen the development of the New Territories in the future, which shows that the expansion of the wharf will greatly promote the development of the New Territories.

In the past, when no one took the lead, drawing big cakes could solve some small conflicts, but when there is financial support behind the scenes, who the hell will listen to you draw big cakes?

If I don't pull out a layer of meat for you, I won't be able to fucking work!

Germany.

Bremen.

Wearing a windbreaker and sunglasses, Xi Zaitian looked at the slowly arriving port.

A dozen and Yifu's confidantes are scattered behind.

Sanggou held a toothpick in his mouth and said confidently: "This is the port where my partner ships. How much meat do you want and how much meat do you have? If the business can be negotiated, it will be no problem for Chengxin Food to earn tens of millions a year. "

"You are also in the eyes of the helmsman." Sanggou glasses glanced at Xizitian next to him, knowing that the young man wanted to show off.

Take your life!

He Yicheng couldn't figure out whether it was Da Lao Bin or Xi Zai Tian. In short, he was forced to board a boat and sail across the ocean to Bremen to discuss the meat business.

Xizitian held on to the railing with one hand, turned his head to look at the mourning dog, and said: "There are two food factories with more than 100 people, and the water pumped is not enough to plug the gaps between the teeth. Brother Bin will give us a chance. If you don't help Brother Bin talk about channels Come on, you and I will be small print for the rest of our lives!"

"After talking about this line, the two of us will make it big together, let Brother Bin know that the small font size also has righteous words in his heart, and it is definitely not a verbal talk."

Hosoda straightened his face, carried the box, and led the people off the boat.