Chapter 435 First Meeting
Chapter 435 First Meeting
Mr. Huo was soon appointed to take charge of the Trading Square project by the chairman of the company. With the help of Huo's connections, the project was able to move forward at a rapid pace.
Yin Zhaotang didn't discipline Master Huo much, but Master Huo seemed to really want to learn something. After finishing the project every day, he didn't go to nightclubs, private clubs, smoked cigars, dated celebrities, and played with women.
She actually did the job of a secretary and followed him around all day.
You are really condescending to serve me.
The reason why Hua Hua was able to settle down and work hard must be that he was severely warned by Mr. Huo. It seems that after Mr. Huo became cancerous, he wanted to educate the younger generation and rectify the family tradition.
After realizing Huo's good intentions, he often took Huo Zhengting with him to meetings and business events. Except for the affairs of the underworld, he kept everything secret from Huo.
How much Young Master Huo can learn from him depends on his personal vision. Some things written in a report will still be considered a piece of waste paper by people who don't believe it or understand it.
Zhongyi Building, it’s the end of the month.
Luxury cars drove into the basement, and nine major halls and twenty-seven full-time employees arrived at the society’s new site one after another.
The boss Fat Cat, his uncle Gao Laosen, Uncle Gensheng and others arrived in a fleet of Bentleys.
After Lao Zhong had two more branches, Qingfeng Street and Chaoyi Restaurant completely became a place for the big guys to have morning tea, and it was not even suitable for meetings.
Brother Guang Zai, wearing a black leather jacket, stepped out of the elevator and came to the 52nd floor, feet high conference room. His eyes flashed with amazement, and he clapped and cheered: "It's really handsome, Brother Tang."
"It's so wide and big, and it has panoramic glass. Wow, I feel like I'm in a foreign country."
Jie Shiyong crossed his legs, leaned against the leather sofa, and said with a cigarette in his mouth, "Grow up a little, Brother Guangzai, Lao Zhong is now the owner of the building."
"This layer is not enough, Brother Tang, open another layer and sprinkle some water."
Jiang Hao, Sha Tou Zai, Zuo Shou, and Kouchou Qiang, a group of big guys, some were laughing, some were drinking tea, and there were ashtrays and teacups in front of each seat.
It was the first time for everyone to hold a meeting in Xintuo, so there was a great sense of novelty, but everyone followed the seniority system very tacitly and sat down at their usual seats in the restaurant.
Therefore, although Guangzai arrived a little later, he was able to walk to the front and sit in the fifth chair on the left.
The henchmen who came with the bosses stayed outside the door to rest. The company had a tea room and a cafeteria with large sofas, and the configuration was comparable to that of foreign companies.
There were more than fifty seats on both sides of the thirty-meter-long table, and only half of them were occupied. Uncle Mao was still sitting in the main seat, holding the dragon-headed stick, half-closed his eyes, like a Maitreya Buddha.
Gao Laosen drank tea and took out sunflower seeds from his pocket, cracking them non-stop. Seeing Gensheng standing nearby bored, he gave him a handful.
Yin Zhaotang was dressed in a suit and had a neat hairstyle. He sat in the first seat on the left. He did not have a dragon head stick in his hand, but in front of him was the only microphone in the audience.
Uncle Cat was very sleepy. He yawned and said, "Let's settle the bill."
Yin Zhaotang turned on the microphone, knocked on the table to test the volume, and said, "Pay the money."
"Mong Kok Hall, 7.6 million!" The new hall master Curry Ma was very serious and cautious, and personally handed in the bill. Jordan Hall held a white paper fan in his left hand and said, "Jordan 5.3 million."
"Tseung Kwan O, 2.55 million."
"Six million seven hundred thousand in Tsim Sha Tsui East."
One after another, the gangs reported the accounts.
The Mong Kok branch, which had always had the highest income, still paid the most even after Ding Ye took away a lot of assets. The newly established Sham Shui Po branch, head Yuan Zai reported: "Ding Ye, Sham Shui Po paid 3.3 million Hong Kong dollars."
Chai Wan Hall Master Chuan Tsai sat upright with a stiff expression and said nervously, "Chai Wan paid 3.7 million."
In one month, the nine halls could pay more than 30 million. The income of the companies controlled by Yin Zhaotang and his name was not included in the hall accounts. Now Lao Zhong had two accounts, one black account and one white account.
But the subsidies for disabled brothers in the society, the pensions for uncles, and other miscellaneous things had to be deducted. The money for supporting people in the hall had already been deducted before the payment.
All other welfare expenses must be paid through the association’s accounts.
After a little calculation in his mind, Yin Zhaotang realized that Curry Ma, Yuanzi and Chuanzi should have paid a real amount to show their loyalty.
The other halls would take some of the money, either to distribute benefits, increase the treatment of the younger brothers, or for the bosses to enjoy themselves and share the profits with the employees.
And as Curry Ma, Yuanzai and Chuanzai have firmly established themselves as the hall master, they will follow suit sooner or later.
As long as the income of the hall is still growing, and the points paid are reduced every month, the total amount is still rising, the head of the department generally will not delve into it.
Today, Yin Zhaotang was in a good mood. He took out a cigar and raised it to his brothers: "Want one each?"
Some of the brothers present readily agreed, while others smiled and declined, lighting up cigarettes. Sha Hui was already prepared, passing out cigars one by one to the big brothers.
Regardless of whether they smoke or not, everyone gets a Cohiba.
Everyone sat in the conference room, puffing away cigarettes, but their brains were alert and their ears were pricked up.
Yin Zhaotang said: "The society makes too much dirty money, but lacks channels to launder it. Find a number to help and wash it in the water room, and it charges 15 points. Xinji charges 13 points."
"It's not that we can't afford it, it's that the price-performance ratio is not good! The group is doing big business. The construction cost of the financial center trading square project alone is more than 2 billion yuan."
"I decided to launder the money I earned myself, integrate all the money laundering channels of Zitou, and set up a money laundering company!"
Most of the Zhazhi people present had surprise on their faces, but Gao Laosen, Yuanbao, Zuoshou, and Danta looked normal.
Lao Zhong It’s not that no one engages in money laundering, but can laundering hundreds of millions be the same as laundering hundreds of millions or even billions?
Lao Mo sipped his cigar, slowly smoking, and said, "Mr. Yin, money laundering is very complicated. Who can do it?"
Yuanzi immediately shouted: "I agree, all big gangs must have their own money laundering companies. If you can earn money but can't have fun, what the hell!"
Chuanzi nodded: "Yes, there are a dozen or twenty spots, go grab them."
The brothers all nodded, and generally agreed to set up a money laundering company. Although, setting up a money laundering company means that the money laundering channels of the gang will be taken away first.
But as Yin Zhaotang said, the company is doing big business worth billions, and no one will be stingy with a small quotation of a few million.
You must know that everyone present here is a director of the foundation. If all the companies controlled by Zhongyi Foundation, including Swire Properties, have good developments, the profits will eventually fall into the hands of everyone.
Yin Zhaotang took off his cigar, spread his hands, and said bluntly: "If no one objects, then hand over the money laundering business of each gang first."
"Later, the company will set up a film company, a securities company, an auction house, and so on. We will slowly build up the money laundering network. Dan Tart, you will be the financial advisor!"
Egg Tart had just retired from his position as the White Paper Fan of Mong Kok Hall, and was reappointed. He was immediately overjoyed and patted his chest and said, "Leave it to me, I will definitely get it done for you!"
Everyone had expected that the leader would use his trusted brothers. After all, a channel dedicated to money laundering for the society can be regarded as Lao Zhong's main artery.
If it is cut by someone accidentally, there is a possibility of sudden death from blood loss, so it will definitely be entrusted to brothers and sisters who share life and death and have entrusted their lives to them.
(End of this chapter)