Happy Valley, Wan Chai District, famous for its teahouse.

In the Hua'an Dyeing Factory under Nanlian Company, Zou Zhongji, the big manager, smiled politely and looked at Su Jingxian, who was sitting opposite.

"Boss Su's name has been extraordinary in the weaving industry recently, I'm just a small role in Hua'an, I don't know what to do?" As soon as he sat down, Zou Zhongji had already taken the lead in speaking, the smile on his face remained unchanged, but he had a gun and a stick in his words.

He is a Chinese businessman from Suzhou and Hangzhou, and the people from Suzhou and Huangpu who go to Hong Kong have always been twisted into a rope, with a faint intention of confronting the Cantonese people who treat them as outsiders.

Su Jingxian, a native of Chaozhou, recently seized Zheng Ji's industry like a tiger, and outsiders may take the Zheng family's smuggling embargo seriously, but the weaving Chinese businessmen in the same industry obviously saw the clue at a glance.

Although it was the first time they met, in the eyes of the young and vigorous Zou Zhongji, Su Jingxian seemed to have become a representative figure of Cantonese people bullying them as outsiders.

"I can't talk about pointing, but Manager Zou seems to have an opinion on me?" Su Jingxian took a sip of tea, looked at Zou Zhongji, who was five years older than him, with a smile, and reminded, "I'm thinking, if it is Mr. Da Zou who is sitting opposite me today, he must have a clear distinction between business and private morality." ”

Mr. Zou is Zou Zhongji's brother Zou Wenxuan, and also the chairman of Nanlian Company, who is only 30 years old this year, but he is already a well-known figure in the Hong Kong weaving industry.

In recent years, a large number of wealthy tycoons have gone south to Hong Kong, and the Hong Kong Government has conducted a survey that says that more than 70 percent of the Chinese businessmen who have gone to Hong Kong in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai do not believe that Hong Kong, a small place, will make a comeback.

Zou Wenxuan, the boss of Nanlian Company, is one of the outliers.

Zou Wenxuan was born in a well-off family in the ancient town of Suzhou and Hangzhou, worked as a laboratory technician in a printing and dyeing factory in Shanghai, and opened Hua'an Dyeing Factory with his wife and younger brother after going to Hong Kong in four or seven years.

In fact, the person who came to Su Jingxian's invitation today should have been Zou Wenxuan, the boss of Nanlian Company, but Zou Wenxuan was ill in the past two days, so he let his younger brother Zou Zhongji replace him and meet Su Jingxian in the Yumanfang Teahouse.

At this time, hearing Su Jingxian mention his brother Zou Wenxuan, Zou Zhongji had a slightly unnatural look on his face, and he also noticed his initial gaffe.

Although Su Jingxian, who was sitting opposite, was a few years younger than himself, in terms of status, Su Jingxian was now the boss of Xinzheng Ji Company, and he was only the manager of the dyeing factory under Nanlian Company. The other party can sit here and negotiate with him in person, regardless of the difference in status, which can be regarded as giving enough face.

"I'm sorry, Boss Su, it's me who was rude." Zou Zhongji looked ashamed and said apologetically.

Su Jingxian nodded, only from the point of understanding current affairs, Zou Zhongji, who could quickly realize the rudeness and lower his posture, was already better than the Chinese businessman who was above the top for most of his eyes.

"I understand, now that Hong Kong has a south-to-north accent, it's normal for you people in the Wu speaking area to have prejudices about the Cantonese-speaking area." Su Jingxian laughed, "But I think everyone is Chinese, and the less this stereotype, the better." And I am a very principled person, some rumors outside now say that I am like a madman, framing relatives to occupy the family business, in fact, if it wasn't for the Zheng family to provoke me first, I wouldn't have killed them all. ”

Zou Zhongji pursed his lips and smiled, but he didn't say anything, and he didn't know how much he believed these words.

However, Su Jingxian didn't care what Zou Zhongji thought of himself, he explained casually, just to let the next conversation go smoothly, although Zou Wenxuan couldn't go to the appointment in person, Zou Zhongji, as a brother, could also convey his next wishes in place.

After a pause, Su Jingxian got to the point: "I invited Manager Zou here today, in fact, I want to talk about the printing and dyeing factory. ”

"Printing and dyeing factory?" Zou Wenxuan just picked up the teacup, his face changed when he heard this, and he put the teacup back on the table, "As far as I know, whether it is the previous Zheng Ji or Boss Su's new Zheng Ji, they have never interfered in the printing and dyeing business?" ”

Su Jingxian nodded, stared at Zou Wenxuan's eyes, and said in a calm tone: "It was before, and now I want to open two printing and dyeing factories." The whole of Hong Kong knows that printing and dyeing is a hereditary business in your Wu-speaking area, and we Chaozhou people have no experience and can't do printing and dyeing, so I hope that Mr. Zou's Nanlian Company can help and let Xin Zheng Kee also have its own printing and dyeing factory. ”

Zou Zhongji didn't speak, because he believed that Su Jingxian hadn't finished speaking, business was mutually beneficial, and the young boss in front of him would not understand, in the absence of vested interests, his eldest brother Zou Wenxuan would not be able to teach Su Jingxian printing and dyeing techniques unless he was dizzy, so that he could seize the market in vain.

Sure enough, Su Jingxian's next sentence was exported, and he threw out the corresponding exchange conditions: "I know that Nanlian Company is now engaged in spinning business in addition to printing and dyeing, but it seems that it has only just started?" My new Zheng Kee company now has six yarn mills, if Nanlian can help build two printing and dyeing factories, Xin Zheng Kee will give up half of the spinning market, Yuen Long, Kwun Tong, Sham Shui Po three yarn mills, 4,700 ring spinning as a thank you to Nanlian, what does Manager Zou think? ”

Three yarn mills, 4,700 ring spinning, this condition is not not abundant, you must know that the yarn mills of Nanlian Company together, ring spinning is only worth more than 4,000 pieces.

What's more, Su Jingxian's current tone sounds obvious, he is not ready to do spinning business anymore, if he withdraws from the market, the cake will undoubtedly become bigger, and Nanlian, who took over the three yarn factories of Xinzheng Ji, is definitely the biggest beneficiary.

When Zou Zhongji heard this, his face showed a hint of emotion, but he was quickly suppressed, and asked as usual: "What kind of construction method is Boss Su's so-called factory construction?" ”

"I hope that Nanlian can ensure the water source and technology of the two printing and dyeing factories." After Su Jingxian finished speaking, he added, "Of course, the most important issue is still in terms of water sources. ”

As an extremely water-scarce city, Hong Kong's drinking water is scarce, and the printing and dyeing factories are the most water-consuming, typical drafters, which is also one of the reasons why Hong Kong weaving businessmen have never dared to easily touch printing and dyeing.

"To tell you the truth, our printing and dyeing factory in Nanlian is now the main source of water is pumping mountains and water, and it has taken a lot of effort to get the approval of the Hong Kong government." After Zou Zhongji pondered for a moment, he said sincerely, "Without my eldest brother's nod, no one can move the ten pumps in Nanlian, and I will convey Boss Su's words today to my eldest brother, but now please forgive me for not being able to give an answer." ”

"Understand, if Mr. Da Zou is dissatisfied with anything, we can talk about it in detail later." Su Jingxian nodded, turned his face to look outside the teahouse, and said apologetically, "Manager Zou, I haven't been with you for a while, I have a friend outside who has been waiting for a long time." ”

As Su Jingxian spoke, he pointed to Chen Bingzhong, who was standing outside the door of the teahouse and waiting for a long time, made an apologetic gesture to Zou Zhongji, stood up and walked out of the door.

In the process of talking to Zou Zhongji, he had already found that Chen Bingzhong had come to the outside of the teahouse, his face was anxious, and now what he wanted to say had basically been said to Zou Zhongji, so he left his seat and came to Chen Bingzhong.

"How's it going, Uncle Zhong? Come to bet on horses and lose all your money, and ask me to advance your salary? Su Jingxian looked at Chen Bingzhong, who was sweating, smiled and took out a cigarette and handed it over, "What's the matter, do you want to go inside and help you get a cup of herbal tea to quench your thirst?" ”

Chen Bingzhong didn't pick up the cigarettes handed by Su Jingxian at all, and said in a panicked voice when he saw him come out: "Boss, something happened, Ah Peng followed a single news to a critical juncture, was chased and killed by people in the club, and is still being rescued in the hospital." ”

Smack!

The cigarette in Su Jingxian's hand fell to the ground, and he looked at Chen Bingzhong fixedly, the warm smile on his face was swept away, and the clouds were shrouded.