Shau ​​Kei Wan, one of the first areas to be developed in the Hong Kong Island Region.

In the 1950s, it was like the "special zone" of Hong Kong Island, and it was even more focused on the Hong Kong government and the Hong Kong Governor's gaze. Even the major characters under the Hongmen did not dare to do anything here.

Although there are also charges, protection, etc., you have to do it like a gentleman, striving to be the most civilized black and stingy.

The plastic flower factory of Li Jiacheng, the old fox, was built here, and Zhou Wenqiang was very lucky. The few warehouses that Liu Fu gave him were not far from the factory. A little transformation could form a bagged herbal tea production line.

At this time, Li Jiacheng was working hard for Zhou Wenqiang in the early stage, handling various procedures, renovating warehouses, recruiting workers and other matters.

Not only did he not complain at all, he was also more careful and thoughtful than Zhou Wenqiang. He even thought about helping Zhou Wenqiang register the Wanglaoji herbal tea brand in the UK.

"Aqiang, what you are making is bagged herbal tea. It is hard to say that there are any core technical barriers. Only by registering a trademark in advance can it be guaranteed.

Now the Hong Kong Island Government has not opened trademark registration to Chinese businessmen, so we can only go to the UK.

However, because your company is registered in Hong Kong Island, you need to register a trademark in the UK, it is impossible to have no British capital in your company.

So I found my uncle and got the name of a British businessman, but he only had a symbolic shareholding, and it was a dry stock.

When your company develops, you can take back these dry stocks at any time and just give the ghost a little benefit..."

Standing in front of the expansion warehouse, Li Jiacheng said eloquently, as if afraid that Zhou Wenqiang would not know how hard he worked: "For the company registration, I have called more than 30 calls to the lawyers in the UK..."

In his eyes, Zhou Wenqiang's origin is mysterious and his history of making a fortune has become a mystery. Obviously, it is impossible for him to be just a fish boy, but he will not ask about this matter, nor will he be stupid enough to investigate it.

In addition, the fact that Zhou Wenqiang was named a model of a mission has long been heard, and the warehouses in front of him are all Liu Fu’s!

He actually didn't want a penny and just used it for Zhou Wenqiang!

Liu Fu is now in the black and white fields of Hong Kong, Kowloon and Kowloon, and if he doesn't even know this, he will not be the future Li Chaoren.

In Zhou Wenqiang, Li Jiacheng saw five words - huge benefits!

Otherwise, how could he work so hard?

Zhou Wenqiang smiled and patted Li Jiacheng on the shoulder: "Thank you, thank you for your hard work.

You are very friends, I know all of these.

By the way, I will introduce you to a friend.”

Zhou Wenqiang pointed to Lei Luo who was standing beside him: "Lei Luo, my colleague, and are also friends."

At this moment, there was a middle-aged man with a big belly bell and pooping man standing next to Lei Luo. Although he was in his thirties, he had a greasy feeling that his peers could not reach.

He nodded and bowed, and smiled with a 30-point smile when he saw everyone.

It is the lard boy from the movie "The Legend of the Five Billion Inspector Lei Luo". His current career is to sell sugar cakes. He eats it by himself when he sells it. As a result, he has a rich general's belly.

The plot in the movie is still ongoing. When Lei Luo took Axia to the movie that day, he had a conflict with the pickpocket gang. In a critical moment, the lard boy came to rescue him, which was quite loyal.

Although Zhou Wenqiang did not regard lard as his friend, he knew that he was loyal to Lei Luo.

Moreover, this person has a specialty, and he has a very clear and clear account. He is simply a natural accountant and a talent.

That's why Lei Luo brought him with him. After all, the company was first started, and such talents are still useful.

Li Jiacheng's eyes glanced slightly on Lei Luo and the lard, and automatically ignored the lard, and stretched out his hands to Lei Luo with a smile on his face and said, "It turns out that it's Lei Sir. I have been revered for a long time. I am Li Jiacheng, please take care of him in the future."

This was the first time Lei Luo saw such a humble and polite person, so he quickly stretched out his hands and shook it with him: "Mr. Li, be polite."

He is still in a state of confusion and does not understand why Zhou Wenqiang suddenly brought him to Shau Kei Wan and introduced such a person in a suit and ties to him.

Mr. Li is obviously the elite among Hong Kong people, and he is completely invincible to fight for those who are bad guys with them.

"Aluo, I have invested in Mr. Li's company and I am his partner.

In addition, I recently started my own company, and Mr. Li was working on me for the troubles of registering a company and recruiting people.

Anyway, we will be good friends in the future, haha.”

"Aqiang, you still open a company?"

Lei Luo suddenly became even more dizzy. The lard standing beside him also looked at Zhou Wenqiang with surprise. Zhou Sir was holding a dot and opening a company. Should he be so sharp?

Suddenly I thought that I was called by Zhou Sir, could it be...

The lard lowered his head, let out a series of depressing laughter, and rubbed his hands on his stomach.

"A Qiang, my company is called 'Beiwang Industry'. How about it? It's not bad, right?

Currently, the company is preparing to make bagged herbal tea. You don’t have to worry about what bagged herbal tea is. You will naturally understand after the product comes out.”

Zhou Wenqiang smiled and said, "What is the most lacking in Hong Kong Island in the 50s era?

It's a talent!

What my company lacks the most now is talent.

You and Lard are both talents I like to be optimistic about. Are you interested in helping me?"

"Zhou...Zhou Sir, are you telling the truth, aren't you laughing?"

The fat on the lard zombie was so excited that the fat on her stomach began to dance, pointing to her nose and said, "I... I, lard zombie, are you a talented person?"

"Aqiang, are you wrong? I'm a policeman, and I'm a talent."

Lei Luo, who was still in his youth, was not much better than lard, and he was so embarrassed by Zhou Wenqiang.

Li Jiacheng stood aside, looking at Lei Luo and the lard boy with disconfidence, and was also confused, but his face was still as calm as before, without any indication.

"A Qiang, who told you that the messenger can't do business?

I invest in factories and start companies, who can bite me?"

Zhou Wenqiang patted Lei Luo on the shoulder and said, "We grew up together, of course I know you."

Maybe you don’t know that Aluo yourself is a person with very strong management skills.

When I was a kid, everyone was willing to listen to you, did you forget?

Don't worry, you are only responsible for the management of important matters of the company. I will provide you with assistants. Now I have plainclothes and don't have to hold the streets every day. If you have a case, just handle it. If you don't have a case, who will care what you are doing?

Even Fusir has more than one business.

By the way, you will be the most senior manager of Beiwang Company, with a monthly salary of 1,000 yuan and a dividend at the end of the year. Although it is a little less, I believe you won’t care about me.”

A monthly salary of 1,000 and a dividend at the end of the year is called a minor?

Lei Luo began to see stars.

It's all money... Although he doesn't want to charge fees and doesn't bribe his boss, it doesn't mean he doesn't like money.

What's more, even if he doesn't love him, Axia's Laodou is a damn money-seeking person!

"Wow, one thousand yuan, I'm willing to pay even if there is no dividend at the end of the year!"

The lard was like a pig being sent to the slaughter pen, making a sound that was not like a human: "Zhou Sir, thank you, thank you for giving me such a good job opportunity!

From today on, I, Lark, will be yours!"

Zhou Wenqiang looked at him and said, "Your salary is 300 yuan a month, and he will be A Luo's assistant.

As for whether there will be dividends at the end of the year, it depends on performance, whether to do it or not?"

"Don't you just refuse!"
Chapter completed!