Chapter 46 Big Business at the Wine Table
Chapter 46 Big Business at the Wine Table
Rat eradication operations anywhere are always busy in the early stages, but as large numbers of rats are killed, the work becomes easier.
At the Wharf, workers could already clearly feel that the number of rats began to decrease sharply at night, and the same was true for the surrounding commercial and residential areas.
After confirming the success, An Yongqiang of Hutchison Whampoa was very happy and made another appointment with Yang Wendong and Wang Zhixian, still in a nearby restaurant.
There are many dishes on the table: [braised beef brisket, boiled sea bass, soybean pig's trotter soup, steamed chicken, crispy pork belly, dry pot cauliflower, scrambled eggs with leek, green vegetable tofu]
An Yongqiang said with a smile: "Come on, Mr. Wang, Mr. Yang, the food is not very good, let's just eat something casually."
"Not bad." Wang Zhixian said with a smile.
"That's great, Ansheng." Yang Wendong also said.
Yang Wendong was not sure whether Wang Zhixian was telling the truth. To Wang Zhixian, these dishes might be very common.
But for Yang Wendong, it was the first time he saw a decent meal after traveling through time for several months.
After being hungry for nearly half a year, Yang Wendong had almost forgotten the delicious food that he could easily eat in his previous life. He even had to refuse various delicacies frequently in order to lose weight.
However, at this time, he still needs to be calm. Fortunately, he has rich experience in bars and can handle it easily.
An Yongqiang said again: "Come, let's drink some wine, can Mr. Yang drink?"
"It should be fine." Yang Wendong nodded.
He actually doesn't like drinking, and it was the same in his previous life. However, since he is doing business, it is unavoidable. Trying not to smoke is already the limit. Unless he can reach a very high position one day, no one can force him.
An Yongqiang smiled and said, "Okay, let's get something white."
Wang Zhixian said with a smile: "Ansheng, I know you can drink a lot, please go easy on me later."
"Stop it, Mr. Wang, I know you're not bad either." An Yongqiang said with a smile, "Come on, have a drink first."
Yang Wendong could only smile. Under the other party's "enthusiasm", he drank the white wine in his hand in one gulp. Suddenly, his throat felt like it was burning.
"Haha, come and eat some food." An Yongqiang really enjoyed this feeling.
Yang Wendong could only accompany him, drinking and chatting with him. Soon, Wang Zhixian seemed to be not feeling well. He could not sit still and looked confused.
"Mr. Wang?" An Yongqiang pushed, but got little response, so he said with a smile: "Haha, Mr. Yang, you are still good at drinking."
"I can't hold on any longer. Ansheng can drink too much." Yang Wendong didn't really want to drink, but he relied on others to do business, so he had to give them some face.
An Yongqiang said with a smile: "A man can't say no. Come on, keep drinking. If you don't drink, you're not giving me face."
Faced with An Yongqiang's words, Yang Wendong could only raise his glass again, take a sip, and then start eating the dishes. He was not resistant to these delicacies.
Although An Yongqiang was not drunk yet, he was a little tipsy and did not notice that Yang Wendong drank very little with each sip.
After drinking for a while, An Yongqiang suddenly said, "Mr. Yang, it's all thanks to you that we were able to solve the rat problem at the Wharf so quickly. Come, I'll toast you another glass."
"Come on, drink." Yang Wendong decided to take the initiative and trick the other party into getting drunk first.
"Okay, drink." An Yongqiang drank a few more small cups. He was not drunk, but his speech seemed to be out of control.
He looked at Yang Wendong and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, Brother Yang, to be honest, you are really amazing. I will tell you a very good business opportunity." "What business opportunity?" Although Yang Wendong was a little confused, his mind was still clear, but his reaction was a little slow.
An Yongqiang said: "Your mouse trap is very effective. Now some cargo ships at the port are very interested in it. In the past few days, several cargo ship staff have asked about it at the dock."
"Those ships want to buy mouse traps?" After hearing this, Yang Wendong immediately gathered his attention and tried to get rid of the drunkenness in his mind.
If this thing succeeds, it will definitely be a great boost to his career. It may even be more important than exterminating rats at the Wharf.
As early as half a month ago when I was chatting with Wang Zhixian, I learned that ships of this era basically do not use the method of sealing cabins and poisoning to kill rats like warships.
The reason is very simple. The cost is too high. It's not that the cost of releasing the poison is high, but it takes maybe half a month to complete all this work. For the cargo ship, the indirect loss is too great. So great that the shipping company cannot accept it and would rather go out to sea with the rats.
But rats can also become an invisible hidden danger. Therefore, cargo ships will keep cats on board and arrange a large number of mouse cages, mousetraps, rat poison, etc.
If we can also supply our own mousetrap to ocean-going ships, it will definitely be a big market, because cargo ships are large in area and the demand for mouse catching tools is very high.
"Yes, so you are going to be rich." An Yongqiang said with a smile: "Hong Kong is one of the largest cargo centers in the world. There are at least thousands of ships coming here every year. Can you imagine what will happen?"
"It's a huge market." Yang Wendong nodded. He was sober now. Now that he knew about this, he also needed to make some plans.
In fact, he had thought about this a long time ago. Although the mouse sticky board was effective and would definitely have a market if sold in Hong Kong, it was very difficult for a new product to become known to everyone.
In this era, there are very few media, mainly television stations, press and radio. But the problem is that those who can afford and have access to these media are all rich people, and there are probably no rats where these people live.
It is highly likely that the main sales places for mouse sticky boards in the future will be small stalls and small mom-and-pop stores, and these channels are difficult to develop and will take a long time.
An Yongqiang did not continue talking about this topic, and soon started teasing Wang Zhixian, who was also not doing well.
At the Wharf's site, the three people were drunk, and someone helped put them into a van and took them to a nearby hotel.
The next day, after sobering up completely, Yang Wendong reviewed what happened yesterday and immediately understood what to do.
At 10 a.m., he came to An Yongqiang's office, knocked on the door and said with a smile, "An Sheng?"
"Haha, Mr. Yang." An Yongqiang was very happy to see Yang Wendong. After a drink, their relationship had obviously improved a lot. He said, "Come on, come in. My head still hurts a bit now. I have forgotten what we talked about yesterday. But I feel very happy."
"Yes, I'm very happy. I also remember being a little confused." Yang Wendong said with a smile on his face.
An Yongqiang said with a smile: "It's still good to be young. I used to drink a lot and I was fine the next morning. But now it's not the case."
"An Sheng, you're joking. You're in your prime." Yang Wendong smiled.
"Haha." An Yongqiang smiled and asked, "Mr. Yang, why did you come here so early? What do you want from me?"
"There is one thing." Yang Wendong said, "I heard that some people on the ship also want to buy my mouse traps, so I would like to ask Ansheng to be the middleman so that we can work together to do this business."
Inviting him to dinner and drinks was just to reveal this news to himself.
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PS: My career in hawker mode is about to end and my official business is about to begin. Please keep reading.
(End of this chapter)