Reborn in Hong Kong, my cousin is Crippled Ho

Chapter 67 Lin Shaochao, Lin Yuanshan, Lin Qiang

Four more days passed, and Bien Tan Wei was busy finding goods and boats, going to the dock office and the marine police, and making preparations for going to sea.

Lin Yuanshan, on the other hand, was living a leisurely life. He would either hide in Xu Neng's office to brew Kung Fu tea or be pulled by Tie Tou in a rickshaw, wandering around the whole of Hong Kong Island, especially the garment factory he had met before, and the tenement buildings along the street with a large flow of people in Shek Kip Mei.

As for the plastic waste hoarding he secretly instigated, it's time to wrap it up...

117 Tung Chau Street, Sham Shui Po, back alley, Far Shan Plastics Factory.

With Lin Yuanshan absent, the factory tacitly acquiesced to the fact that Bo Rong was in charge.

After ten days of adjustment, the six candidates, led by Wai-zai, and the two additional beer machine operators gradually came to accept Bo-rong's management.

This master plastics craftsman, despite having a disabled leg, is highly skilled in everything from factory production planning to machine debugging and repair.

The 20 tons of waste materials purchased at a low price from Hesheng were quickly consumed by the factory, with more than half being recycled into secondary plastic flower products.

Plastic manufacturers squatting on Tongzhou Street, due to their shared behavior of hoarding waste materials, spontaneously formed a temporary market on this street.

In particular, Wang Cai and his two companions were influenced by rumors. At the beginning, they were blocked at their door every day and forced to pay money to buy materials. Later, the three of them secretly formed an alliance and took turns quoting prices, gradually driving down the price of 35 yuan per ton.

Even now, the three of them felt they were in a bind, and looking at Lin Yuanshan's factory, it was indeed producing substandard plastic flowers day and night.

They'll either be squeezed out of the market by their competitors using waste materials, or they'll fight for survival and take a gamble. Lin Yuanshan only deceived them on one aspect, not the whole game. There really is a way in Southeast Asia to export substandard plastic flowers in large quantities, and the future demand for plastic waste is huge!

At a critical moment, Lin Qiang, who was in the prime of his life, stepped forward and suggested that they mortgage their respective factories to banks to raise funds and jointly establish a waste recycling company.

Wang Cai and Chen Bing realized they had no way out. If they didn't take this gamble, the sheer volume of waste materials in the hands of their competitors on Tongzhou Street would be enough to drown the three of them.

Therefore, it was a coincidence that the connection between the garden and the distant mountains was made.

It was said that Lin Shaochao, the young master of Qiaoxin Bank, had asked her to arrange a meeting with Mr. Lin at Deyun Tea House through her connections.

Furthermore, Lin Qiang was also among the guests this time.

Instead of going to Fengru Teahouse where Qiaoru works, they went to Deyun Teahouse.

After a moment's thought, Lin Yuanshan knew it was time for him to make his appearance.

(This is not an AI image. If you want to see the real image, I really have one. It is taken from "A Century of Hong Kong's Chinese and Foreign Industries: Food and Entertainment".)

Deyun Teahouse has an interesting location.

The ground floor shops connect to 187 Queen's Road Central in Central and 1 Bonham Street East in Sheung Wan, while the third floor connects to 3 Bonham Street East.

Compared to the bustling atmosphere of the marketplace, Fengru Teahouse is frequented by a large number of tea drinkers, including peddlers, merchants, and people from Chaozhou.

Deyun Teahouse is more "formal," or you could say, a bit more upscale.

This is also why Lin Shaochao would arrange to meet Lin Yuanshan here instead of in Fengru.

ding ding ding...

The rickshaw bell rang incessantly as Tie Tou led Lin Yuanshan to the entrance of Deyun.

After helping Lin Yuanshan out of the car, Tie Tou pulled the car to a side alley and parked it.

In Central in 1963, rickshaws were regulated from 9 a.m. to 18 p.m., and were only allowed to pick up and drop off passengers at short distances along the side of the road.

Although there is no embargo, you can still be fined if you are spotted by patrolling police officers.

Lin Yuanshan led Tie Tou into the teahouse, gave Qiao Ru's name, and the waiter attentively led them upstairs to a private room by the window.

I lightly knocked on the door, and Qiaoru opened it and came out.

The waiter called out, "Sister Yun, the guest has arrived."

Qiaoru said "Thank you for your hard work" and took out a one-yuan tip from her bag.

The waiter accepted the gift with a generous gesture, smiled at Lin Yuanshan and his companion, and then quickly turned and walked downstairs.

Despite being in the same industry, the entire process was not as coincidental as if they had borrowed Deyun's place to hold the event, and thus there was no cliché plot of tripping each other up or being sarcastic.

Lin Qiang goes without saying; Qiaoru's main task was to help Lin Yuanshan and Lin Shaochao introduce each other.

During that loan disbursement, Lin Shaochao observed from the second floor and did not formally meet Lin Yuanshan.

After exchanging a few polite words of "I've long admired you" and "It's a pleasure to meet you," everyone took their seats.

Qiaoru was in charge of brewing tea, while Tietou stood behind Lin Yuanshan with his arms crossed, perfectly playing the role of bodyguard.

Today's gathering was organized by Lin Shaochao, so it was he who brought up the topic.

"Mr. Lin, you have already dealt with Qiaoxin before."

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect, and besides, we're from the same hometown." Lin Shaochao put down his teacup, his slightly narrow eyes looking gently at Lin Yuanshan: "I'm a few years older than you, so I'll take the liberty of calling you A-Yuan today."

"Brother Chao, you are the future banker of Hong Kong, and I am a small factory owner. I will have to rely on your support in the future."

"That 'Ah Yuan' isn't an insult, it's a sign of respect for someone from Jiaozhou!" Lin Yuanshan smiled broadly and raised his teacup: "Come, come, let's drink tea instead of wine. I'll toast you, brother."

Even Lin Shaochao had witnessed Lin Yuanshan's ability to climb the social ladder before.

But that time, he stood on the second-floor railing of the bank, looking down through the courtyard, observing Chen Laoji and Lin Yuanshan's interaction from a superior vantage point.

Having experienced it firsthand today, he, who had studied abroad for two years, now knows how formidable it is!

Damn it, I'll only call you A-Yuan once.

Judging from your posture, it's fortunate we met at the teahouse today.

If you invite someone to the temple, haven't you already shaken the divination sticks and tossed the divination blocks to ask the master if you can become sworn brothers?

Lin Shaochao pursed his lips, trying hard to maintain his facial expression: "Sure, sure, come on, have a drink."

"Boss Lin, Aru, everyone, let's all get together. We're all friends here, so don't be shy."

We've had our chat and tea, it's time to get down to business.

Lin Shaochao put down his teacup again and smiled at Lin Yuanshan, "Yuanshan, no wonder Uncle Chen keeps praising you. You really know how to do business!"

If it weren't for Boss Lin and his two companions coming to the bank to apply for a loan, Uncle Chen and I wouldn't have known.

In just a few days, you have employed tactics such as throwing a brick to attract jade, feigning indifference to lure in, observing from the sidelines, and shifting blame onto others…

"Stop, stop, stop..." Lin Yuanshan hurriedly waved his hand, blinked and looked at Lin Shaochao and Lin Qiang: "Brothers, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"I, your younger brother, have no such ability."

Seeing that Lin Shaochao couldn't suppress Lin Yuanshan, Lin Qiang decided to be blunt and say, "Mr. Lin, you've set up a great scheme!"

You first inflate the price of plastic waste, stirring up the market and getting your short-sighted competitors to help you buy up the waste.

Then, you wait until everyone can't withstand the pressure of unsold inventory and the market cools down before buying at the bottom.

It's your skill to have managed to pull this off!

But, Brother Wang, Brother Chen, and I, have we offended you beforehand?