Chapter 184 Everyone Must Make Progress

Chapter 184 Everyone Must Make Progress
With Yin Zhaotang's current power, if he were to run for district councillor, he might really be elected.

But as a member of the triad, his background cannot stand up to scrutiny, so there is nothing wrong with him being a vase-like representative of public opinion.

However, whenever it involves a struggle for interests, one will immediately become a target and be criticized by public opinion.

If you are willing to retire from politics, you can live your life as usual, but your political career will be completely over.

A person only has one political life!
It is particularly important to know when to accumulate, when to lie dormant, and when to go on stage. Sometimes, if you go on stage too early, you will only leave in a hurry with regrets.

Yin Zhaotang had weighed the pros and cons over hundreds of days and nights. Because he had the advantage of foresight for the next fifty years, there was no need for him to enter politics too early.

"Brother Zhihong, stop teasing me. All the things in the underworld are giving me a headache. How can I have time to run for district councilor?" Yin Zhaotang shook his head, stirred his coffee, and pretended to complain.

Liao Zhihong sipped his coffee and chuckled, "I see, you want to be the financier behind the scenes, right?"

"It's difficult for Hu Bowen to be elected, but with your support, his chances of winning are greatly increased."

Yin Zhaotang looked serious and raised his eyebrows: "Oh, Brother Zhihong has something to teach me?"

"It's simple. Garden Building is in the Ding'an constituency. There are two candidates. One is the current vice-chairman of the Kowloon District Environmental Sanitation Committee, and the other is Hu Bochao."

"Among them, Hu Bochao has not been appointed to a position, but Chairman Huang is an official of the Municipal Council. With the help of the Municipal Council to canvass for votes, citizens will definitely vote more for the Municipal Council."

"But Chairman Huang had government affairs to attend to, so he couldn't spend too much time participating in the campaign, so he handed all the work over to the committee. The people on the committee thought they were sure to win, and canvassing for votes was just like going to work, without any sense of crisis."

"There are more than 10,000 people in the Garden Building. As long as we canvass for votes door to door, I can't say we will definitely win, but our chances of winning will definitely increase!" Liao Zhihong always likes to drink water while speaking. He drinks half a cup of coffee in one paragraph, and his tone is always flat.

Yin Zhaotang listened carefully, and every word hit the nail on the head. He couldn't help but say, "Go deep into the masses, and get close to the masses."

"That's insightful, Atang. You are really suitable for politics." Liao Zhihong smiled. In fact, he had already determined that Yin Zhaotang would be involved in politics in the future.

It’s just that the method of involvement is not certain at the moment. It may be the participation of a sponsor, or it may be the personal appearance.

Later, Liao Zhihong talked about some other things about the election, such as mobilizing brothers in the community to vote and posting campaign advertisements in the hall.

Every politician needs a base, which can be the voters in a certain district or the voters of a certain association.

Social organizations such as the New Territories Disabled Persons' Federation and the New Territories Youth Chamber of Commerce do not make profits on weekdays, but they can mobilize a lot of votes during every election.

Social organizations are called voting bases in elections. The greater the influence of an organization, the higher its political status.

The strong ones can influence industry policies and regional planning.

In fact, every society is a kind of social organization, and its younger members are natural voting bases.

Therefore, all countries strictly prohibit black money politics and bigwigs from running for election. However, the lower the government's control in a region, the more serious the black money politics is. There are more cases of underworld bigwigs running for election, and they can even bring down the authorities!

Since the 1980s, many regions in Asia have lifted the "D ban" and adopted a democratic election system. Many community groups in Taiwan, Japan, the Peninsula, and Hong Kong have begun to be involved in black gold politics.

Corruption in Taiwan is particularly serious, with many cases of big men being elected. Hong Kong is relatively stable, with some black money being injected into society, but no cases of big men being elected.

If you want to run for election, you must clean up your past, preferably using the identity of a young entrepreneur or philanthropist.

"How many votes can Shenxiantang get for me?" Hu Bochao sat at his workstation, wearing glasses, a slicked-back hair, and a suit, looking pretty good.

Guo Zhengmin had already counted the data and answered in a low voice: "At least more than 13,000."

Hu Bochao couldn't help but move his body and said, "How could you not know that there is such an influential person in the Garden Building?"

"Shenxiantang lives in Kowloon and returns to Kwun Tong once every two or three months. Also, since he has only recently become wealthy, not everyone would notice it." Guo Zhengmin was hinting at something and secretly taking credit for it.

Hu Bochao nodded frequently, very excited: "Great, they even dared to miss such a key figure like Huang Mingqian, now we have a chance to win the seat of the parliamentarian!"

"Make an appointment to meet with Mr. Yin."

Guo Zhengmin wanted to do his best to promote cooperation, and advised: "I think it's better to meet Yin Sheng in person."

"OK!" Hu Bochao was willing to lower his status as long as he could get votes. Guo Zhengmin secretly cheered and went to make a phone call with joy, and made an appointment with Mr. Yin three days later.

He broke the orange with his left hand, put the flesh into his mouth one by one, chewed until the juice burst, and said, "Boss, you left it alone for three days, are you waiting for a good price to sell it?"

"We should check his background and see how much he can offer!"

Yin Zhaotang sat in the boss chair, carefully peeling the lychee skin, trying his best not to break the flesh.

I need help from my cousins ​​in the election, so I can’t keep it a secret. I have already discussed it with my two masters, Zuoshou and Danta.

After two days of hard work, Dantard found a lot of information and found out that the reason why Wu Bochao was running for district councilor was because the head of the Planning Office of the Housing Department had retired.

Less than two months after he took office as the office's secretary general, there were rumors that he would be transferred, which shows how quickly the topic gets cold.

Running for district councillor is considered as re-employment for middle-aged people.

"Boss, the pimp is here." Niu Qiang sincerely thought that Guo Zhengmin was a pimp and was not afraid of being heard at all.

Yin Zhaotang went to the sink against the wall on the left side of the office and washed his hands. When he took a tissue to wipe his hands, he saw two men in suits walking in through the mirror.

Guo Zhengmin was holding two paper bags with the Chivas Royale logo printed on them.

Hu Bochao wore a navy blue tie and a scarf flower on his chest, looking like an old-school comprador elite. He pretended to be very enthusiastic and shook hands with his left hand, Dan Tart, but he had a strong Hong Kong official style.

Both Egg Tart and his left hand felt a little uncomfortable, and after shaking hands with him, he stared at the boss dryly.

"Mr. Yin, you are such a handsome guy. I have heard of you for a long time!"

"Mr. Hu, I often hear the neighbors talk about you." Yin Zhaotang and Hu Bochao shook hands and greeted each other, looking at each other and began to speak based on their first impression.

Guo Zhengmin said flatteringly, "Mr. Yin, my boss heard that you like to have a couple of drinks, so he brought two Scottish specialties."

"A Scottish specialty, is it really wine?" Egg Tart opened the bag and took a look inside.

"Yes."

These two bottles of wine are not cheap, the total cost is over ten thousand Hong Kong dollars.

Dan Tart said, "Scotland produces pounds, Amin!"

Yin Zhaotang handed a lit Cohiba to Hu Bochao, holding the cigar cutter in his right hand, and laughed, "Mr. Hu, don't mind. My brother likes to joke around."

"Hahaha, very interesting!" Hu Bochao laughed out loud, very naturally.

Zuoshou, Danta and Amin were all smiling and echoing the boss's mood.

Yin Zhaotang smoked a cigar, leaned against the desk, and said simply: "Mr. Hu, I pay attention to efficiency in my work. In a word, I support you to become a craftsman in Kwun Tong."

"I want the renovation business for the reconstruction of Fu'an Building on Ding'an Street as a reward."

Projects don't come up every day, but there happened to be a building in Ngau Tau Kok that needed to be renovated. If the gang could get it, they could make millions by subcontracting it to outsiders.

At the same time, try Hu Bochao's level.

Hu Bochao slowly exhaled the cigarette and asked in a deep voice, "Mr. Yin, would you like to start a wall plastering business?"

"It's so hard to make money by risking one's life. I want to experience being a passer-by, a good business that pays seven figures." Yin Zhaotang smiled.

He took two steps forward with his left hand, suddenly raised his leather shoe and kicked a chair, and said arrogantly: "Pick that star, the one with the surname Hu, you look down on us brothers!"

"We all want to make progress. You don't just want to make yourself rich, do you?"

(End of this chapter)