Chapter 186: 3 Mountain Leader
Chapter 186: The Three Mountains Meeting
Chaoyi Restaurant.
Fat Cat sat at the main seat, holding the Wen Dan pot in his hand, and asked, "Has the business of the five halls returned to normal?"
"Yes, Grandpa."
"As long as the policemen don't go crazy, it will be as profitable as before."
"The account has increased a lot this month, and it should be able to return to the previous level next month." Lao Mo, Guangzai, Jie Shiyong, and Jiang Hao all spoke out.
Fat Cat nodded and said, "Okay, Asen, when we receive the bills from the five major halls next month, take out some money and use it to repair and renovate the Great Saint Palace."
Gao Laosen, dressed in a green shirt, tapped the table with his pipe and said, "What do you know, big brothers? Grandpa wants to collect money to renovate the mountain gate!"
Yin Zhaotang took the lead and said, "I know, Uncle Sen, I will definitely pay the full amount."
According to the rules, the hall has to pay 60% of its income to the company, but every month the hall only pays 30% at most, and some halls pay less than 20%.
The uncles usually don't care about the cost for the development of the company, but when the company breaks ground for construction, all five gangs have to pay.
Fat Cat said: "Don't worry, I'm not here to make fun of Kaizi, it's just that the Chaoshan Gang has already changed its name to Zhong, and the three mountain gates are just connected together."
"I talked with Acong and Qingdong, and they thought we could just renovate it together and set up a Sanshan Club."
"In the future, we can hold the grand opening of the mountain gate during festivals and holidays. It will be impressive, save money, and bring honor to our family."
Yin Zhaotang knew that Uncle Mao was doing a political achievement project, and would abdicate in the future and go with the immortals. There was a stele in front of the Great Sage Temple, on which was written the year and month when Miao Zhengxiang, the 47th president of Zhongyi Hall, rebuilt the temple.
From then on, all the disciples of all generations would show respect to him when they saw him, thinking that it was a small achievement to leave their names on a monument.
A character can be passed down for a long time, and can be passed down by word of mouth to future generations. In fact, there are only a few people who can remember the contributors, and even fewer have extra money to repair the mountain gate.
This is enough to prove that he is running the society very successfully.
Uncles like Gao Laosen must have tried to get a name under the monument, and all the big guys who contributed money and effort are the same.
Guangzai said: "Repairing the mountain gate is a big deal, and we must have enough money!"
Jie Shiyong patted his cheeks and said, "We all have something to be proud of, Grandpa, don't worry."
Lao Mo smiled and said, "Remember to put my name first."
"Repairing the palace is a small matter. Repairing the three mountain gates together will make it natural to swallow up the remaining two in the future." Jiang Hao drank tea. His voice was not loud, but his momentum overwhelmed the whole audience.
Yin Zhaotang couldn't help but glance sideways, glared at him and said, "Ah Hao!"
Jiang Hao had a strange look on his face, and spread out his hands, saying, "In the underworld, the Chaoshan Gang is now called the "Zhong" character. Our Zhongyi Hall is the Lao Zhong, Zhongyi Group is the Er Zhong, and Zhongyi Xin is the Xi Zhong."
"Building the three mountain gates together, isn't it just to swallow them up?"
"Cough cough cough."
Yin Zhaotang immediately coughed loudly and said, "Sorry, Grandpa, Ah Hao is a scoundrel and doesn't think before he speaks."
"Haha, I think Ah Hao is quite smart." Fat Cat laughed twice, but did not blame him. Instead, he said, "It's just that some things are not easy to say. What are Er Zhong and Xi Zhong?"
"We are all brothers from the Chaoshan Gang. If they are in trouble in the future, we will definitely help them."
"Okay, there's nothing else to talk about, so you can all go. Atang, please stay, I have something to ask you."
Guangzai, Lao Mo, Jiang Hao, and more than a dozen staff members on the left hand side all stood up and left, and the uncle who was attending the meeting followed them downstairs. Yin Zhaotang pushed open the window, breathed in the fresh air, turned around and asked, "Grandpa, what's the matter?"
At this time on Qingfeng Street, the big guys got into luxury cars and left one after another.
Fat Cat said, "I heard from a friend that you are mobilizing the neighborhood to vote for the district councillors?"
Yin Zhaotang nodded and promised: "Mr. Hu promised that if he wins the election, he will hand over the decoration business of Fu'an Building to me. A business that can make millions with just one transfer is the highest pursuit of a businessman!"
Fat Cat was noncommittal: "Yes, making money with sweat is just throwing food in the field, making money with brains is just collecting rent for others, no matter how big your business is, it's still a fight for food!"
"Only those who have power are qualified to share the food. There is no need to take more for yourself. Every drop of oil from the knife is enough to fill your stomach. Nowadays, the clans in the New Territories still have the tradition of slaughtering and distributing meat during the Spring Festival."
Yin Zhaotang nodded and said, "Even the Prime Minister of Qin, Lu Buwei, knows that the highest level of a businessman is to seek power."
Fat Cat suddenly laughed and said, "Atang, Lu Buwei's ending was not good enough."
Yin Zhaotang decisively retorted: "He has great power over the world, his name is recorded in history, and merchants are gods by order. How many heroes have wanted to be him for thousands of years! Isn't this end good enough?"
"You can live a glorious life. In the end, don't worry about drinking one cup of poison. You can drink ten or a hundred cups!"
Fat Cat laughed heartily: "Hahaha, Atang, your personality hasn't changed at all. You're still the young man who loves to show off. I'm not as good as you in buying rare goods and managing the world."
"But as long as you say so, the community will support you. When the community has more branches, you can elect a few more district councillors. You have the final say on who will be elected."
Yin Zhaotang curled his lips and thought to himself: "The old man is always thinking about developing the club. He really never forgets his original intention."
However, after Hong Kong Island opened its electoral system in the late 70s, there were no real political factions until after the millennium, and all political groups were registered under the Societies Management Ordinance.
Although civil society organizations with triad significance will be eliminated, in fact, each political party is just a civil society organization without real political rights.
Politics can only be interfered with through District Council, Legislative Council and Heung Yee Kuk elections.
In fact, many factions in the future are still social organizations now, and the candidates are only divided into "official" and "non-official" (having government positions and not having government positions).
Neither the red nor the blue camp has raised its flag yet, but the trend of thought has already emerged, and each candidate actually has a political stance. The conflict between the camps will intensify in the series of events.
The Hong Kong government opened up direct elections in order to build a good framework and cultivate the blue camp before 97.
If you can grab a few more seats in the early days of democratic elections, you will be able to make contributions to the country in the future. Why would you worry about not making money?
"Thank you, Grandpa. I also want to earn a few more seats so that I can have confidence when discussing things with others in the future! I won't be told that I am not qualified. This is my first try, so I will nominate one first."
"Let's see if the club can develop in the next four years and do what we can." Yin Zhaotang expressed his simple opinion.
Fat Cat nodded: "Okay, but you have to take over the decoration business of Fu'an Building. Don't transfer it to others. Ask Jie Shiyong to set up a company and give you more shares."
"You eat the meat and share some soup with your brothers. In the future, everyone in the society will vote for you."
Yin Zhaotang had the same idea and agreed with a smile: "Okay!"
Among the five branches of the society, only Market Yong has a decoration company in Wan Chai District, which will accept some orders for store decoration. Using this as the backbone to build an engineering team is the best way to advance into a new industry.
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(End of this chapter)