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"It's fine for the store to pay the rent to the association. In fact, according to market research, the earliest batch of KTVs in Central and Causeway Bay, the speakers of the nightclubs have long been outdated. Some nightclubs are preparing for renovation. The renovation will definitely require a replacement of the speakers. Are you afraid that you will run out of money?"

Potato Choi fell silent.

"You don't believe in Grandpa, do you?" Zhang Guobin raised his eyes and asked.

Potato Choi replied, "I believe it."

"That's right." Zhang Guobin nodded in satisfaction.

After Fanshucai left the office, Zhang Guobin took out a stack of business cards from the drawer, pulled them out, turned them over and over again, and finally found the business card under a lighter in the corner of the drawer, blew off the dust on the business card, picked up the phone and pressed a series of numbers: " Beep, beep."

The phone was only connected when "Dudu" made the second call.

Xiang Qiang was supervising the filming on the set. Looking at the two company artists, he picked up the phone and casually agreed, "Who is that?"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

Two entertainers are holding wire, and they are staging a bloody battle of ancient costume martial arts.

In the early days of Yongsheng's establishment, the most profitable "God of Gamblers" was cut off by DreamWorks, and he turned to make some Jianghu movies, tertiary movies. A lot of money. Recently, I am making a martial arts film. The current production is "New Jade Blood Sword". It seems that the company has a surplus of funds. If I have money, I can find Liangyong to buy the copyright.

"Hehe, Mr. Xiang, I'm Zhang Guobin." Zhang Guobin smiled into the phone.

"Mr. Zhang?" Xiang Qiang's expression was startled and suspicious, his eyes swept around the set, and he took a few steps to speak: "Mr. Zhang is really a rare visitor, what's the matter?"

"I want to talk to Mr. Xiang about a business." Zhang Guobin said bluntly.

It is the most normal thing for him to talk about business as a successful entrepreneur.

"Okay, Mr. Zhang make an appointment?"

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose a date. Let's have dinner together at five o'clock in the afternoon." Zhang Guobin laughed.

"Row."

"Mong Kok has backbone." Zhang Guobin reported a location: "The food here is not bad."

After exchanging pleasantries with him, Xiang Qiang hung up the phone. His wife, Chen Lan, was the producer on the scene. He happened to find Xiang Qiang after filming a scene. Business."

"Will you go?" Chen Lan asked.

"Go ahead, maybe there is money to be made, so I have to sell him to save face." Xiang Qiang still cares about Chen Lan's opinion. It can be said that Yongsheng Films cannot make money without Chen Lan, and Chen Lan has no objection to this .

The two stayed for a while and then drove back home, preparing for the dinner at night.

evening.

Five o'clock.

"Young Master Xiang, I'm sorry to ask you to come to Mong Kok for the first time we met. Please, please." Zhang Guobin greeted him at the door in a suit, and held Xiang Qiang's hand very warmly.

Xiang Qiang was wearing a single-breasted suit with a white shirt inside and a pocket square on his chest.

"Mr. Zhang is polite. Given your status in the world, it is only natural for me to make a trip to Mong Kok." Xiang Qiang dressed formally, and was even more polite to the leader of Yihai.

"This is Mrs. Xiang, right?" Zhang Guobin turned his head to look at a beautiful woman in a blue suit and a diamond ring.

Chen Lan put Xiang Qiang on her arm and smiled sweetly: "Mr. Zhang, good evening."

Zhang Guobin was very impressed with Chen Lan, an aunt. After all, this girl is a ruthless person who fights on the Internet. She posted a small composition and pointed at "Zhou Xingchi" and "Zhang Boju". The young version of Chen Lan couldn't help but take a closer look, her looks were ordinary, so she wasn't ugly.

"Good evening." He nodded to Chen Lan, and welcomed the couple into the box. Many bodyguards in the corridor of the restaurant were proving Zhang Guobin's identity.

Xiang Qiangxu was doing business on the surface, and he didn't bring bodyguards when he came out.

Zhang Guobin has long regarded bodyguards as a matter of routine, but Xiang Qiang secretly envies him. Who doesn't want to go out to have a good time?It's a pity that he has no power in the family, and he can't even be called a bodyguard.

After sitting down, Zhang Guobin greeted him and said, "Sorry, it's not easy to travel outside, so I brought some more drivers. If it weren't for the hard life, who would want to take so many people out?"

"Hehe." Xiang Qiang forced a smile.

Zhang Guobin respected both Chen Lan and Xiang Qiang.

He knew that Chen Lan was a great help to Xiang Qiang in his career, and it would be difficult for Yongsheng to develop without Chen Lan's help, so Chen Lan was able to hold Xiang Qiang down.

"Is Mr. Xiang still filming on the set recently?"

"Occasionally, I will take some pictures."

The two chatted while eating.

"I'm so envious of Xiangsheng, who is relaxed and able to do what he likes." Zhang Guobin said.

"Hehe." Xiang Qiang's expression became more and more uncomfortable, but he had to compliment him: "Mr. Zhang takes the best actor when he shoots a role. I shoot more than a dozen roles and people call me Long Wu."

"Damn, I'm just playing with the actor, don't take it seriously." Zhang Guobin waved his hands modestly.

"Did Zhang Sheng come to me this time to talk about filming?" Xiang Qiang cut into the topic: "If Yongsheng has the opportunity to co-produce a film with DreamWorks"

"No." Zhang Guobin shook his head.

Xiang Qiang regarded him as a big water hose.

It's not impossible for Yongsheng to make a movie with DreamWorks, let's talk about Tian Yongsheng's masterpiece, Zhang Guobin broke the pigeon, tasted the leg meat, and said with a smile: "I asked you to talk about the money laundering business. "

"Mrs. Xiang is one of my own, so it's okay to have a chat?"

Xiang Qiang's expression changed.

Chen Lan tapped her husband lightly with her high heels, and said, "Mr. Zhang, you misunderstood."

"I know!" Zhang Guobin's tone was flat, but his attitude was very domineering: "Yongsheng is a legitimate company that does not launder money, but some illegal companies with ulterior motives use Yongsheng movies to launder money."

"Mr. Xiang, are you interested in studying those illegal companies together?" He turned his eyes, opened his mouth to Qiang, his tough facial features showed a slight dullness.

Xiang Qiang hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "Zhang Sheng, please tell me."

"Let me tell you frankly that ICAC has been eyeing Yihai's money laundering business recently. This business is a small business for Yihai. Yihai plans to give it up just to be safe. If Mr.'s company has an idea to take over, it can take over The customers and the rest of the accounts are all taken over." Zhang Guobin chewed the roasted pigeon and spat out a bone: "By the way, the number gang is also being targeted. I talked to Brother Wu on the phone at noon, and their business can also be transferred. Give you."

The important thing about money laundering is customer resources, technology, relationships, etc. are another matter. The business of the two major associations is transferred to Xiang Qiang, and Xiang Qiang will probably become the number one banker of black money in Xiangjiang!

It depends on whether he is brave enough to take it!

Xiang Qiang showed emotion, and was just about to say yes when his wife kicked him on his right foot.

"Mr. Zhang, let me think about it." Xiang Qiang replied.

"Haha, it doesn't matter." Zhang Guobin said calmly: "I just want to help the customer's list to be washed, otherwise Yihai will have to lose money according to the rules. To be honest, I am very reluctant to give up the money laundering business..."

He didn't put any conditions on Xiang Qiang, he just wanted a win-win situation.

"I'm a very fair person in business."

Chapter 265 Chinese Tax

Chen Lan followed her husband back home: "Brother Qiang, this business is not easy to do."

She could see Xiang Qiang's heartbeat.

Xiang Qiang took off his black suit jacket and handed it to his wife: "I'll think about it again."

deep water step.

Outside the villa, the tide was surging, and it was dark and deep.

"Snapped."

Xiang Qiang sat beside the sofa, crossed his legs, and lit a cigarette.

Zhang Guobin drove back to the apartment.

Regarding the matter of handing over the money laundering business to Xiang Qiang, it is completely based on fairness and reasonableness, mutual benefit, and the risks are spread out. Whether the other party accepts it or not depends on his own choice. The last sum was thrown abroad for laundering.

Doing business is about credibility.

three days later. .

Xiang Qiang called: "Mr. Zhang."

"Oh?"

"Young Master Xiang." Zhang Guobin was sitting in the office, holding his mobile phone and crossing his legs.

"I took this business." Xiang Qiang said.

"Thank you, Mr. Xiang." A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Guobin's mouth: "It's a pleasant cooperation."

"Happy cooperation." After all, Xiang Qiang could not resist the temptation of the huge profits of the money laundering business.

This is an opportunity for rapid expansion of wealth. If it is not for ICAC's assistance, how can there be a chance to grow stronger?He is the youngest son of the Xiang family, and he is not his turn in terms of seniority!

Although there are huge risks in committing crimes against the wind, risks and income coexist. Xiang Qiang is too eager to make some achievements, prove himself, and win the status of the family.

Zhang Guobin immediately called for Fanshucai, and asked Fanshucai to settle the money laundering business with Yongsheng, and the number helper passed the gas in advance, and both parties proceeded at the same time.

In the afternoon, Li Chenghao entered the office with a document and said, "Bing Ge, the company sent someone to discuss cooperation with Feida Audio."

"Feida is willing to hand over the independent agency."

"That's it." Zhang Guobin nodded.

Feida is an international audio group founded in 1981, backed by Jewish capital. It has registered trademarks in North America, Europe, Hong Kong, Japan and South Korea, and enjoys intellectual property protection that radiates the world.

It has been in Heung Kong for one year now, and it will enter the mainland in three years, becoming the number one sales audio brand in the mainland.

Even if the electrical appliance manufacturer is directly operated, there will not be many stores open, and the distribution of goods must be found in local stores. Zhang Guobin used Feida's speakers in his previous life. After some market research and screening, he quickly chose the Feida brand. It is not difficult to win the agency rights based on Yihai's wealth. Even if Feida has Jewish capital behind it, it is only a nascent brand in Xiangjiang, and there is no benefit in offending Yihai Group.

Li Chenghao said indignantly: "But the people in the marketing department have done a survey, and Feida's supply price to Xiangjiang is 15% higher than that of Japan and South Korea."

"Is Boss Feida going to collect Chinese taxes in Xiangjiang?" Zhang Guobin's expression suddenly flashed displeasure.

How can the store make money if the cost is not reduced?

The profit of the business must be controlled step by step, and every link cannot be neglected. Li Chenghao asked, "Brother Bin, do you want them to talk?"

"Sure!"

Zhang Guobin held a pen in his hand and tapped the document: "Xiangjiang has preferential tariffs, which are cheaper than Japan and South Korea. Why are the prices higher than Japan and South Korea?"

"We are doing business, not being taken advantage of!"

"Take us for fools?"

"Do something!"

It has been a long time since Li Chenghao saw the angry look on the boss's face, and a cloud of evil fire surged in his heart: "Of course I'm going to ask them!"

"Ah."

"Go and beat down the price!" Zhang Guobin said: "Those who want to charge us Chinese tax, don't be polite to them."

"Yes, Brother Bin." Li Chenghao turned and walked out of the office, called two horsemen, gave a few instructions in a low voice, and the two horseboys turned around to do their own work.

night.

Li Chenghao, dressed in a white suit, stepped into a van.

"Shua!" Datou Kun opened the car door, dressed in a red shirt, turned around and said, "Brother Hao, the investigation is clear."

Li Chenghao spread his legs, leaned over and sat in the middle of the car seat, and clenched his fists fiercely: "Let's go then!"

He doesn't have any transitional understanding of how to play the price, he simply understands the literal meaning, compared to Binge's honest temper.

He does things more simply!

Go crazy when you should, no one can stop it!

If the price of the same stereo set is 15% higher than that of the Xiangjiang agent, and Yihai wants to maintain the same profit, the citizens of Xiangjiang will have to buy the same stereo at a price 15% higher. The hard-earned Hong Kong dollars of the citizens are invisible It depreciated by 15% within a short period of time, and in the end the 15% float was earned by Jewish capital.

Why should the citizens of Xiangjiang be sucked out of this sum of blood?

If Yihai Group does not choose to raise prices, it will have to reduce its profits, and the money will be taken away.

Li Chenghao thinks that the term "big boss Chinese tax" is very good.

The ghost is sucking blood!

Three vans drove out of the parking lot and rushed straight to the entrance of a nightclub in Central. Inside the nightclub, the nightclub was full of red lights and feasting, and the atmosphere was ambiguous. Hunter Ghost was leaning on the sofa, hugging a pretty girl, smoking a cigarette, his face full Looking drunkenly at the dance floor.

A charming woman with heavy makeup and good looks is dancing around a pole in a sequined dress.

Several younger brothers entered the arena with sharp eyes, turned around and stared at Gui Lao, and Gui Lao raised his wine glass to toast to his colleagues beside him, enjoying himself.

The younger brothers looked at each other, instead of messing around in Xinji's place, they found a lady with a good temperament, stuffed a roll of Hong Kong paper,