Chapter 181

Pengcheng, Fengxing Tianxia clothing factory area.

Over a dozen large trucks passed the factory gate's strict inspection before slowly entering the vast factory grounds.

"The inspection at the gate is too strict!"

The driver of the lead truck complained, "They're treating us like thieves!"

"Keep it down, does their strictness offend you?"

The accompanying colleague reminded him irritably, "Once you get off the truck, keep a proper attitude!"

"If you mess up, you'll be in for it when we get back!"

"Got it, why are you so naggy? When have I ever dropped the ball?"

After bickering for a bit, they turned their attention to the lead vehicle and the factory environment.

"This thing, I've only seen it on TV; I heard it's electric!"

"The factory environment is nice, and the landscaping is well done; it lives up to being a big factory here in Pengcheng!"

"I heard it's only a factory of five or six thousand people; can it compare to our ten-thousand-person factory back home?"

"But this is a factory built by Hong Kong businessmen; I heard it was only completed last year. Having this scale is already quite impressive!"

"The buildings over there are so pretty; I wonder what they're for?"

"Probably office areas; they can't be employee dormitories!"

"..."

The small motorcade of over a dozen large trucks moved slowly through the factory area for several miles before stopping in front of a row of brand-new factory buildings.

The drivers got out to stretch, and the business colleagues who came along immediately began handover procedures with the factory staff, working efficiently and without chaos.

Brand-new radios were sent into the factory for inspection and labeling.

It was getting late, so the factory staff took the business personnel and drivers from the partner company to the nearest canteen in the factory area for a meal.

When they saw several large basins of braised pork trotters, pork liver soup, pork lung soup, and even donkey meat, the guests were all taken aback, though it was a pity the canteen didn't provide alcohol.

The guests enjoyed this meal immensely, leaving with round bellies and high spirits.

During the meal, both sides chatted happily, without any of the awkwardness of a first-time collaboration.

However, what made the guests feel complicated was that the more they learned about the factory, the more envious they became; it really was a case of comparing people and getting angry.

The joke made by the lead driver earlier had actually come true.

The beautiful group of buildings they saw upon arrival really were the employee dormitories!

When they left the canteen, the scene they saw surprised them even more.

The food for the other workers was only one grade lower than what they were served.

There were also braised pork trotters, pork liver soup, and pork lung soup, and of course, plenty of green vegetables; the quality of the food was quite good.

When they asked and learned about the food standards for the factory workers, they all fell silent.

Fortunately, Fengxing Tianxia Company was not at all sluggish with payments; after verifying that all the radios brought in had no quality issues, they paid immediately, and it was all in Hong Kong dollars!

It was just a pity that these Hong Kong dollars didn't reach the factory's hands but were directly taken away by the bank.

They could only receive the receipts from the bank and eventually get the equivalent value in RMB.

As for the twenty thousand radios, after changing the packaging, they were exported through customs following normal procedures.

At the pier, the ships of Jiang Tiansheng and Han Bin had been waiting for a long time; after each took ten thousand radios, they set off immediately without any delay.

Originally, Han Bin had called for an order of one hundred thousand units.

Later, after discussion, they decided to start with ten thousand each to test the waters, to avoid any mistakes.

The average ex-factory price of a radio in the Mainland was one hundred RMB, while the selling price in Southeast Asia was at least one hundred dollars; the price difference was not small.

Wu Feng wasn't being too greedy; the shipping price per radio was around three hundred Hong Kong dollars.

In fact, the Mainland manufacturers were also puzzled, not understanding why Wu Feng's factory wanted even the simplest mineral radios.

If it weren't for the fact that this was a normal order and paid directly in Hong Kong dollars, such business would have required a government agency to guarantee it.

The actions of the Fengxing Tianxia factory area were significant, not just limited to purchasing radios.

Later, there were also many purchases of mechanical equipment, all given to Mainland machinery factories.

The time was about right, and Wu Feng planned to bring out the air fryer.

In many rebirth urban novels, this thing was a tool for earning foreign exchange.

Its structure was simple, and industrial production wasn't difficult, but the selling price was quite high.

The factory area had an arcade motherboard production plant, so there was no shortage of relevant engineers and technical personnel.

In fact, the production of arcade motherboards for "A Better Tomorrow 2" was already on the agenda.

Not only that, but the motherboard production and arcade assembly for the arcade game of the same name as "Armour of God," for which Golden Harvest had spent a lot of money, were also handed over to the factory.

It was just normal business; no one would turn away money!

In Hong Kong, the first to debut were the arcade games.

The arcade games for "A Better Tomorrow 2" and "Armour of God" were released almost simultaneously.

Unfortunately, they didn't maintain the previous explosive sales situation.

In Hong Kong, about 1,500 units of each game were sold.

As for Taiwan, a total of about 5,000 units were sold!

The sales volume in the entire Southeast Asian region was also around 5,000 units.

Even so, Wu Feng was able to take almost all the profits, easily earning over one hundred million Hong Kong dollars.

This didn't even count the many arcade machines Lin Dashao's trading company could sell to Europe and America.

Not only that, but the air fryer business also needed Lin Dashao's trading company to pave the way.

That's why they say there are no truly mediocre people in this world, only those who aren't used in the right place.

Based on the information Lin Dashao boasted about in the past, this clearly wasn't a difficult task.

The key was that the air fryer was indeed easy to use!

As for Golden Harvest, they also earned over fifty million this time.

Whether they were willing to cooperate with Lin Dashao was none of Wu Feng's business.

When the news spread, the entire Hong Kong film circle and business circle were shocked.

Before, only one company was making money, so everyone was a bit unsure and unwilling to enter rashly.

But now with Golden Harvest as an example, there was nothing left to say.

The first to act was Cinema City, which directly planned to adapt the "City on Fire" and "Prison on Fire" film series into arcade games.

Hong Xinbao also called repeatedly, his intentions self-evident.

One by one, they were all stimulated by the astonishing profits of the arcade business until their eyes turned red.

Unknowingly, arcade games had also become one of Hong Kong's calling cards.

Wu Feng sat in Mong Kok, listening to the good news coming from all sides, and his mood was naturally quite good.

He even began to ponder whether to set up a new headquarters.

The previous headquarters, the Dafuhao Sauna, was indeed a bit too small.

As it happened, the finance company under the branch had previously acquired two adjacent storefronts, as well as a Tong Lau building behind them; the combined area was quite large.

If they demolished them and built a new commercial and residential building, it would be quite nice as a headquarters.

For this, Wu Feng didn't need to step forward personally; his underlings would naturally handle it.

It was said that many of the society's construction teams were looking for projects everywhere, and their quotes for their own people were extremely low.

"Feng Ge, Feng Ge, help!"

As evening approached, Wu Feng was exercising at his residence; this was his daily required homework.

Unexpectedly, after Guanzaisen entered, he immediately shouted and rushed over.

Bang!

Wu Feng didn't stand on ceremony and kicked him flying.

Of course, he held back his strength when kicking, otherwise Guanzaisen would have been sent straight to the hospital's intensive care unit.

"Speak properly if you have something to say; don't do these messy things!"

Taking the towel handed over by an underling, Wu Feng scolded irritably, "Do you still know the rules? Do you want me to loosen your muscles and bones for you?"

"No, no, I came here for serious business!"

Guanzaisen suppressed the shock in his heart and scrambled up from the ground nimbly.

Wu Feng's current strength was clearly much stronger than when they first met.

That kick just now was extremely sharp in both speed and power; he asked himself that even if he had been prepared, it would have been hard to dodge.

Especially the power transmitted from the foot, which was unexpectedly great.

This was just a casual kick from Wu Feng; it was hard to estimate what it would be like if he were serious.

Precisely because he knew how formidable he was, Guanzaisen was even more shocked.

Damn, what was Wu Feng's status and position, yet he could still persist in exercising to improve his strength? This was hard for him to imagine; it felt too incredible.

In his understanding, existence at Wu Feng's level of status and position basically spent their nights in revelry or their days with red wine and beauties, wandering through high-end cocktail parties.

They would never go to sleep before eleven at night.

Who knew that this guy Wu Feng was still as boring as ever?

No matter how high one's kung fu is, one still fears firearms.

"Then tell me, what exactly is the matter?"

Wu Feng didn't know that Guanzaisen's mind was boiling with thoughts; he just felt a bit curious.

Guanzaisen, this guy, was truly someone who wouldn't visit unless there was a reason.

When there was nothing going on, he basically didn't wander around the territory of the Sai Kung Branch.

It was said that the several nightclubs under him were also learning from his previous methods; this guy basically stayed there, playing cards or having fun all day.

The current Guanzaisen didn't look any different from the decadent guy in the movie, except for his spirit and energy.

"Feng Ge, you must help me come up with an idea this time!"

Guanzaisen collected his thoughts and smiled bitterly, "Otherwise, my Big Brother and I will have a hard time!"

Then, without waiting for Wu Feng to ask, he spilled everything about the trouble his Big Brother Long Gen had encountered, like beans from a bamboo tube, without any intention of hiding anything.

"You mean, Deng Bo is demanding that your Big Brother take the initiative to stir things up in Mong Kok?"

Wu Feng narrowed his eyes, feeling that something was very wrong; Deng Bo's goal certainly wouldn't be that simple.

"Yes, Deng Bo is demanding that my Big Brother must take action; isn't this making things difficult for people?"

(End of chapter)