Chapter 545 Another transfer

Chapter 545: Another transfer?
The next day, early in the morning.

In the hotel room, Yin Zhaotang had just woken up and found Hua Bin's phone number. After dialing the number, he said, "Ah Bin, Chao Yongyi's business is a bit troublesome. He needs to stop for a while."

Ah Bin was lying on the bed, yawning. Hearing this, he asked in shock, "Mr. Yin, what happened?"

"Someone in the country is causing trouble, so you'd better stop working for now. I'll arrange a big business for you after a while." Yin Zhaotang's tone was irrefutable.

Ah Bin did not dare to act recklessly. He suppressed his worry and said in a deep voice, "Okay, I'll tell the brothers to stop working."

Chao Yongyi's red oil business was entirely backed by the background of Zhongyitang. Lao Zhong took 70% of the money earned, while Chao Yongyi only took 30%.

Even the dumbest person would know that Zhongyitang must have run into trouble in the mainland.

Chao Yong Yi Hall Master "Fat Rat" got wind of the news and drove to the boss's apartment in Wan Chai. Ah Bin drank vegetable porridge and said, "Call it a day."

Yin Zhaotang has unquestionable control over his businesses. With just one word, no matter how big the business is, it will be stopped.

To start a war with the local thugs in Zhuhai, we must first wash our hands. We can't sell red oil in Shenzhen and report Zhuhai for selling red oil, right?

To expose something, you need to use means. "Public interest outweighs personal interest" is too exaggerated. At least in public, you can't let others catch you.

Although the red oil business was completely suspended, resulting in a loss of millions of dollars every month, Lao Zhong had already recovered his investment in the red oil business.

Suspending a source of income would make Chao Yiyong tighten his belt, but for Lao Zhong, it was just a minor injury.

This week, the arms orders will be loaded in Shencheng Bay and delivered to the "Chabahar Port" by Orient Overseas Container Line's cargo ships in half a month.

This newly built port is adjacent to India and more than 2,000 kilometers away from Iraq. It is currently the safest port in Iran. Although there are only five berths, all high-value goods must be landed at Chabahar Port.

As long as the weapons are delivered successfully, a full ship of oil will be sent back to Hong Kong Island. Then build an oil refinery in Shekou to produce finished oil for sale, and sell red oil.

As long as Chao Yiyong is obedient, he doesn't have to be a "gas rat". Instead, he can be a "gas tiger" by following him!

In the afternoon, Wu Limin from China Merchants Group, Lin Liqun from North Industries, and He Guangbiao from Precision Machinery all came to the hotel entrance to see them off.

Just like when they came here, they sent the boss to the port in great style, and after a reluctant farewell, they returned to Hong Kong via Luohu.

In his left hand, he was wearing a suit and tie, sitting in the passenger seat of a Rolls-Royce. After answering a phone call, he suddenly turned around and said, "Boss, I found out."

"Liang's hometown is Maoming, and he is from the same hometown as Guolansheng. All the gas stations in Zhuhai sell Guolansheng's oil."

Yin Zhaotang had guessed this and was not surprised. He instructed, "Don't make things difficult for Guo Lansheng. He is just trying to earn some hard-earned money."

Zuoshou laughed and said, "Guolansheng invested in an oil refinery in Maoming, which is specially used for bleaching and processing. The red oil mouse has become the red oil king."

Yin Zhaotang remained calm, holding a cigar in his mouth, and responded with a smile: "People with ability will always be successful wherever they go."

With his current status, it would be beneath his dignity to argue with a small-time scoundrel like Guo Lansheng. Even though Guo Lansheng has already joined the ranks of Shenghe Qixing, isn't Shenghe Qixing also a small-time scoundrel?
When the motorcade arrived at the bottom of Zhongyi Building, Cheng Shuangfu hurried forward with his bag, bowed and said, "Goodbye, Mr. Yin."

Xu Gang helped the big boss close the door and stood guard beside him. Seeing Cheng Shuangfu's attentiveness, Yin Zhaotang smiled and said, "Next time we work together, I'll call you." Cheng Shuangfu felt very proud and waved goodbye with a smile on his face, "Mr. Yin, goodbye!"

The red oil market in Hong Kong Island is too small, and the only two big ones are Chiu Yi Yong and Guo Lan Sheng. When Chiu Yi Yong stopped production, the mainland gas stations immediately looked for Guo Lan Sheng to buy goods.

While his men were overjoyed and raising the price to make money, Guo Lansheng was secretly anxious, like an ant on a hot pot, and called two of his confidants to go and get information.

In the lobby of the Tang Building, the "Golden Labor Boy" wearing Shenghe Straw Sandals and wearing a Rolex gold watch with diamonds on his hand sat on a stool and said, "Boss, isn't it good to make money? Go to hell with Guan Huabin. A bespectacled guy who got promoted by relying on the big boss couldn't even get into Lao Zhong's mountain gate, so it's normal for him to be kicked open by Shenxiantang."

The white paper fan "Huang Ya Diao" was smarter. Seeing the worry in Brother Sheng's eyes, he asked tentatively: "Boss, Chao Yiyong's suspension of work has something to do with you?"

The fruit farmer had a sad face and said bitterly, "It doesn't matter! I just asked Mr. Liang to help me guard the market near Zhuhai while we were having dinner."

"Who would have thought that Chao Yiyong would simply stop working and not even build Shencheng."

Huang Yadiao breathed a sigh of relief: "It has nothing to do with us, so it doesn't matter. It's their own business if they stop working, we sell ours."

"At worst, I can just give up the Shenzhen market and stay for a while to see which way the wind blows."

Jin Laozi spat out the cigarette butt in his mouth and said in a loud voice: "Why not do it? Are you so hard on money? If you ask me, you will just eat up the market in Guangdong Province."

Previously, the red oil market in Guangdong Province was divided between two companies, each with a revenue of several million. Now one company has a monopoly, each with a revenue of over 10 million, which is over 100 million a year.

Moreover, the red oil market is still rising. Unfortunately, in the past two years, the oil prices in neighboring provinces have been falling again and again. It is said that the goods are all unloaded from Lu Island.

It's not even red oil, it's directly smuggled. They have no competitiveness at all, and if they want to expand, they can only go to war with Lao Zhong.

Not to mention Guangxi Province, which lacks industry and uses less oil. However, Guo Lansheng is very self-aware and satisfied with the status quo. He glared at Jin Laozi and said, "I respect Yin Sheng very much. I was almost there back then, and I was Lao Zhong's man. How can I steal Yin Sheng's business?"

"You should get ready and go visit Mr. Yin tomorrow morning. It's better to clear up the misunderstanding than to be beheaded."

Jin Laozi curled his lips, looking down on the boss's choice. Huang Yadiao, however, agreed and nodded, "Being harmonious is better than fighting and killing."

If we really go to war with Lao Zhong, we will definitely be defeated.

There was no need for Lao Zhong's men to take action. Yin Sheng issued an order in the name of the Zhi Gonghui, and the next day people all over the world wanted to cut off Guo Lansheng's head.

The next morning, before work time, Guo Lansheng put on a suit, brought two of his men, and came to Zhongyi Group with gifts. After giving his name, he sat in the tea room and waited quietly.

It was past ten o'clock when Jin Laozi sat on the sofa and yawned. Yin Zhaotang, escorted by several bodyguards, walked out of the elevator and through the corridor.

The fruit marketer took the gift box and immediately jumped up, walked forward, bowed flatteringly and shouted: "Mr. Yin, I am Shenghe's fruit marketer."

Yin Zhaotang was wearing a white suit, a jade ring, and holding a cigar between his fingers. He looked very happy and asked with a smile, "Ah Sheng, you came to visit me. Are you planning to change jobs again?"

(End of this chapter)