Departure hall of Kai Tak Airport.

"Finnair flight AY102 to Frankfurt is now in check-in, please ......"

Xia Di said goodbye to Zhang Heng with tears in his eyes, but his hand grabbed his sleeve and didn't let go.

"Sister Xia Di, it's okay, there are so many people with you, I'm waiting for you to return from your studies and make great progress!" Zhang Heng hugged her and said in her ear.

Xia Di's ears were red, and he gently pushed him away, trying to keep his eyes open so that tears would not flow out, "Xiao Heng, take care of yourself, I will be back in a month." ”

"Zhen Ning, please take care of Xiao Heng!" After speaking, she turned her head and walked towards the gate first.

Zhang Heng nodded at the others and said, "Sister Xia Di will ask you." ”

Chen Yumei and a woman in her thirties hurriedly agreed with a smile, that person's name is Shen Yunxia, Xia Di's best worker when she was in the laundry, and she is also from Lam Tin Estate, this time she will go to Germany with Xia Di to learn the technique of washing dragon.

On the side, Jiexi nodded expressionlessly, "I will help them find accommodation, find a translator, sign the contract, and then come back." ”

In order to let Xia Di and her study abroad without worry, Zhang Heng hired Jiexi and entrusted her to accompany her to handle related affairs, but after giving the boss a sum of money, this eldest sister still looked arrogant, which really made him very helpless.

The four women gradually disappeared at the gate, Zhang Heng stood in a daze, turned around and walked out of the take-off hall, Uncle Li was waiting for them in front of a taxi, the three got into the car, and the taxi drove towards Kwun Tong.

"Xiao Heng, if the other party doesn't sell or asks for an outrageously high price, what are you going to do?" Uncle Li said worriedly.

"Then let's change the target. Zhang Heng said casually.

It would have been a very good opportunity.

The printing factory where Uncle Li used to work closed down a few days ago, and it stands to reason that under such circumstances, the entire factory, including printing equipment, licenses, and workshops, will be sold or subleased at a low price, and Zhang Heng has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

Unexpectedly, the owner of the factory wanted to give the entire factory to a relative who had been helping him manage the factory, and this so-called relative was the culprit of the factory's poor management.

This kind of bullshit is quite common in the Chinese business circle, Zhang Heng is only a little sorry for the boss, as for the relative who took over, as long as he is willing to sell the factory to himself at a suitable price, what else does he have to do.

Zhang Heng casually opened the "Industrial and Commercial Daily" he bought at the airport, and the front page was a blockbuster news that shocked the whole Hong Kong:

[Hongkong Land announced last night that it has held 80% of the milk stock, and Sir Zhou Xinian withdrew gloomily]

Yesterday, November 29, in front of Hongkong Land's two share swap registration offices on Hong Kong Island and Kowloon, there was a huge crowd of people, and almost all milk shareholders chose to swap their shares rather than sell on the exchange.

Hongkong Holdings, with only the stocks in hand, and the stocks that are about to be divided, did not spend a penny of cash, and easily swallowed the high-quality milk company, which can be described as a shocking large-scale and created a precedent for new mergers and acquisitions in the Hong Kong stock market.

People, it is inevitable that their eyes will be blurred by the huge benefits in front of them, and even if there is still a trace of reason, it can be seen that the three-week freeze period for stock swaps contains huge risks.

Zhang Heng secretly reminded himself that he must always be vigilant and reflect on his future journey night and night.

At the printing factory named Kai Wing, on the second floor of the San Long Industrial Building, Block D, Area C, Kwun Tong Industrial Area, several of Uncle Li's co-workers were anxiously waiting at the staircase.

Looking at the expectant eyes they cast, Zhang Heng smiled and nodded, raised his legs and walked up the stairs, entered the half-open factory gate, and nodded with satisfaction.

The total area of the plant is 10,000 square feet, and after the machinery and equipment are stacked, there is still a large space for expansion.

"This is RB Komori's offset press, which can open four colors and reach a speed of 8,000 sheets per hour. Uncle Li pointed to the largest machine in it and said, "The boss bought it for 380,000 Hong Kong dollars last year, and I originally wanted to turn a profit with it, but as a result, alas." ”

"Li Rutie, did you bring people in to steal factory property?" someone behind him asked loudly, and the three of them turned around, and a man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks stood at the door of the office that was separated from him, staring at them viciously.

"Director Tian, that's not the case, I brought someone over and wanted to ask you for a price. Uncle Li hurriedly explained with a smile, and stepped forward to hand him a cigarette.

"Do you want to buy this factory?" You are an old mechanic, and you have so much money?" The man took out a match, lit a cigarette, spit out a smoke ring, and looked at Uncle Li playfully.

"It's not me, it's my nephew who wants to buy it, so I ask Director Tian to make a price. Uncle Li nodded.

"Just what he wants to buy?" The man frowned and looked at Zhang Heng, laughing, "Lao Li, just this little hairy boy, you want to buy my printing house, you are here to joke with me." ”

Bite!

Glancing at the oil drum not far from the man's feet, Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows, took out a good color and stuffed it into his mouth, lifted Du Peng to light it, and spit it out after taking a sip, he occasionally smoked in his previous life, but he had never tried it in this life, it was too embarrassing.

He stepped on the cigarette, played with Du Peng, and said with a smile: "Why can't I buy it? Are you selling people or selling for money?"

"Of course it's selling money!" the man stared at Du Peng, puzzled, "Little brother, my factory is not cheap, you really have so much money?"

"Boss Tian, the factory is yours, the money is mine, we will trade if we can negotiate, and if we can't negotiate, I will turn around and leave. Zhang Heng held a cigarette and squinted at him.

"Okay, seeing that the little brother is also a cheerful person, I said it quickly, 800,000 Hong Kong dollars, no counteroffer!" seemed to hear Boss Tian's three words, and the man's expression became excited.

"Tian ...... Boss, this offset printing machine in the factory is worth some money, but the second-hand phone in Sham Shui Po is only sold for about 200,000 yuan, and the rest of the other things together are less than 200,000 yuan. Otherwise, you can make it cheaper and give a real price. Uncle Li discussed with a smile.

"You dare to buy a second-hand phone in Sham Shui Po?" the man sneered.

"My factory is full of ceiling fans, the office is made of the best materials, the office equipment is the latest and the latest air conditioning. In addition, I have a month's rent, which is all for nothing. ”

"400,000, sign the contract immediately!" Zhang Heng took the cigarette and said in a deep voice.

"You dream. The man took a sip.

"Uncle Li, let's go!" Zhang Heng turned his head and left, Chen Zhenning didn't leave a single step, and Uncle Li sighed and followed out.

As soon as the three of them walked to the iron stairs, the man chased him out and scolded: "Little rabbit cub, bastard, you are here to tease me today, I see that you don't want to buy a factory, you are here to step on it." ”

"Bastard, what nonsense are you talking about?" Zhang Heng turned around and scolded angrily.

"I'm just going to scold you, little bunny, scum without a parent's upbringing!" the man scolded as he jumped.

"Zhen Ning, beat him, I'll block it if something happens!" Zhang Heng said.

Zhen Ning rolled up his sleeves, and a few workers downstairs also came up to help.

"Come on, someone, there's a hooligan beating someone here!" the man shouted at his throat.

"What are you doing?" yelled someone at the bottom of the stairs.

Zhang Heng turned his head and was stunned, "Lao Tian." ”

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