Chapter 553 Employee Benefits
Chapter 553 Employee Benefits
Jiang Hao returned to the hotel room with a backpack, unzipped it, and revealed a pile of US dollars. Wang Zhijun, wearing a vest and holding a cigarette, wondered, "Mr. Jiang, why do you carry so much money?"
Weapons, equipment and daily necessities are delivered to the port on time by the group's ships. Port Khomeini itself is on the seashore, and local procurement is not as convenient as ocean transportation.
At present, they only need to hire a local engineering team to repair the barracks, which will cost some money. The remaining money can't even buy wheat bread except for buying oil from the government.
Zeng Jingfu even intended to use the port's advantages to open supermarkets and make money locally. The boss of the group looked down upon this small amount of money, but it was a considerable sum of money in the hands of the management.
Jiang Hao was shirtless, revealing the skull tattoo on his neck. He picked up a stack of banknotes and threw them in front of Wang Zhijun: "Dajun, take this and share it with the brothers."
Wang Zhijun was stunned, holding his cigarette, and said in astonishment: "We haven't even started work yet, Mr. Jiang, and you're already giving out bonuses?"
Jiang Hao patted the banknotes and laughed: "Brothers, you have worked so hard to travel across the ocean. Give us more money to make everyone happy."
"Remember to tell the brothers that there is no problem with saving the money, but the bonus cannot be sent home."
Wang Zhijun quickly put out his cigarette and gave a thumbs up: "Boss Hao is very generous!"
No matter how brave and combative Jiang Hao is, his military quality is far from that of a professional soldier. If he wants to control the situation overseas, he must have some tricks.
After much thought, he realized that as a project director, all he could do was to give money to his brothers. As for how the wages were distributed, he had no control over it, but the bonuses he gave out could never be sent back home.
As a "Hong Kong guy", I have seen many men working outside to earn money while women are having affairs at home. Although the company's security personnel are mainly newly retired military officers, most of them have not had the opportunity to go back to start a family. But a few of them have families, and if something goes wrong, the money they earn from working hard will be wasted.
Besides, there are many parents who gamble and prostitute excessively and like to have affairs. A little bonus every month, accumulated over time, can also be considered a fortune.
One day, when I retire, I will have money in my hands and can go anywhere. Using a satellite phone to report my safety to the boss, Jiang Hao took a group of brothers, wearing five or six-style guns, and went shopping on the streets in a low-key manner. It always feels not good enough if the young and dangerous guys don't come out to dominate the streets and trample on the roads.
After receiving Jiang Hao's call, Yin Zhaotang felt relieved and asked his secretary to add Durex to the daily necessities. He then called Zuoshou, Danta and Ale to take a boat to Haojiang together.
A barracks for more than 100 soldiers, stationed all year round, must have physiological needs met. If nothing unexpected happens, a horse stable will open nearby within a month.
In war-torn areas, women are the least valuable. Even in Muslim countries, women wearing headscarves have to sell themselves! In the future, when engineering companies move in, it won’t be surprising to see a red-light district in the port area.
It is obviously inhumane to suppress the brothers' physical desires.
Not allowing people to go to the horse pen, forcing them to dig into the shit hole?
As long as you pay attention to safety, trade properly, and don't cause a scandal, you'll be fine. If you really cause trouble for local news, the military will turn a blind eye, and Lao Zhong will have to use his sword in the execution hall.
After Yin Zhaotang and his brothers arrived in Macau, they went straight to the Lisboa Hotel. While waiting for chips in the accounting office, he said to his three brothers: "We came to Lisboa today for only one purpose, to gamble!"
"One person had two million Hong Kong dollars in chips, lost everything, and then left."
Two waiters pushed out piles of chips in front of the counter.
A total of 800 chips worth 10,000 yuan were inserted into small grids and neatly spread on the table. The gamblers nearby all knew that a big boss had come, and their eyes were shining, waiting to play a hand with the table.
Some people wondered why the big boss would change so many numbers if he didn't come into the private room and change the big numbers of 100,000 yuan. The pickpockets and the stackers were all eager to find a chance to talk to him. Unfortunately, the hotel's executive manager had already brought people to greet him, so it was not the turn of the stackers and pickpockets to offer themselves.
Egg Tart took out a chip, flicked it up with his fingernail, held it in his hand, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the treat, big boss."
"Two million is not enough for me to lose in an hour!" Ah Le was holding a cigar, wearing a suit, and putting hair oil on his hair, looking very cocky.
With a smile on his face, Zuo Shou played with the chips and said, "It feels good to gamble at public expense."
Following the "horse stall welfare" for employees, the company launched a publicly funded gambling project with absolutely maximum benefits.
However, the reason why I went to such great lengths to exchange chips in the cashier's office was to repay a favor. What if I went directly into the private room to play and won money?
Why don’t you repay He Sheng’s kindness?
The boss could cheat in the private rooms but he couldn't cheat in the entire gambling hall. The betting limit in the hall was 80,000 yuan, so he could only exchange it for 10,000 yuan in chips. He made bets everywhere and lost money like crazy.
"Let's start gambling!"
At Yin Zhaotang's command, several brothers immediately sat down at the gambling table and placed their bets with their eyes closed.
He Hongsheng was sitting in a Mercedes-Benz car, just leaving home and heading to the hotel. The driver received a call and said, "Boss, Yin Sheng just exchanged 8 million chips and is gambling in the lobby with a few brothers."
"Every time I bet, I have to face the red limit. I have lost two million in fifteen minutes."
He Hongsheng was dressed in a suit and tie, wearing a watch and tugging at his tie, with a smile on his face: "Mr. Yin came here specifically to give me money. We are all friends, how can I accept such money?"
Although the Macau Lisboa is only responsible for collecting the money, in theory, the 8 million will not go into the group's pocket, but will be transferred to other gamblers. But can the money that has entered the gambling pool still leave the Macau River?
At most, it is temporarily placed on the gambler, but in the end it will still end up in the He family's pocket.
It’s not easy to ask Shenxiantang to owe someone a favor. Is it only worth eight million?
"Tell Ah Wu that Mr. Yin is a high-level VIP of Lisboa Casino and will be automatically booked at all the gambling tables in the hall."
The driver smiled and said, "Got it, boss."
Yin Zhaotang was smoking a cigar, sitting at the blackjack table, and was just getting excited about losing. The dealer seemed to have received a notification in his headset, and took out a "Private Gambling Table" sign from under the table, snapped it, and placed it on the table, bowing and apologizing: "Excuse me, everyone, Mr. Yin is a VIP customer, and the table he is sitting at is automatically reserved. Please change to another table and win more money."
The distinguished guests at the same table were secretly annoyed and looked helpless, but when they saw Yin Zhaotang sitting at his seat, they could only retreat obediently.
At first, they followed Yin Zhaotang's card style, but after losing several games in a row, they just played against him. It was really nice to win money. Of course, they were not happy to be asked to leave the table, but many people recognized Yin Zhaotang, so they did not dare to be presumptuous.
It would be nice to win a few times.
How could a big boss let you make money by stepping on him?
Seeing the gamblers quickly disperse, Yin Zhaotang couldn't help but feel sorry, how come they all left. Of course, he shouted to continue playing, according to the rules, he could keep everyone here, but it would be suspected of humiliating He Sheng, and he would not only fail to repay the favor, but also offend others.
Yin Zhaotang simply stopped fighting, and soon, Zuoshou, Dantie, and Ale also came over. Especially Zuoshou, who never gambled, smiled and said, "I didn't expect that I would become a high-level VIP in my first visit to Lisboa. Mr. He really gave me face."
(End of this chapter)