"Hey, auntie, your business doesn't look good. Is it a thousand feet big? Are you selling the shop? It was very cost-effective for the Hehuang Company to buy it!”
"Uncle, the boat-chartering Wang family's Young Master Bao wants to buy your shop and pay a high price.”
"Iron Mouth Qiang, the opportunity to make a fortune has come. Do you want to sell this shop?”
In the streets and alleys of Hong Kong, a group of small merchants suddenly realized that the short mules who usually did not do anything serious were asking some shops.
These merchants were not afraid. After all, they were all children from the neighborhood. Although they were in society, they were not as afraid as tigers!
"Hey, Bighead Wen, is the Hehuang you're talking about Huchison Whampoa? Why would they want to buy our shop?”
An auntie who was guarding the door of the shop with a cattail leaf fan asked loudly at the few short mules who had just walked out of the door.
"Of course it's real. It's Huchison Whampoa. It used to be a company owned by Gweilo, but now it's owned by the Wang family!”
Among the short mules, a lean but big-headed young man turned around and said with a smile.
"You guys are helping Hutton Whampoa find a shop? Why would such a big company use you?”
The Almighty sized up the scorpions suspiciously, his eyes full of disbelief.
Seeing the auntie's expression, Bighead Wen smiled contemptuously.""Let me tell you, my boss has a relationship with Mr. Bao now. We're working for Mr. Bao!”
"Auntie, you're such a bitch. Are you selling or not? Boss asked us to report our names. If you sell, I'll help you report.”
"This is really a good opportunity. After this village, there won't be such a shop!”
Bighead Wen used the Chinese idiom he had learned and said to the auntie.
"Really? They want such a dilapidated house?"
The auntie was still a little puzzled.
Bighead Wen was a little impatient." How can we know what a big shot is thinking? Mr. Bao is a literary star who has descended to the mortal world. He's already a billionaire. Why would he lie to an old house like yours?"”
"My boss said that if you want to sell it, then sell it. If you don't want to sell it, then forget it. Anyway, the number of things that my boss can buy is limited. I advise you to sell it quickly and go to Nine Dragons to buy a new house for your good girl. It's big and bright!”
Big Head Wen's words really moved the auntie, especially the last part about selling the old house and buying a new one. She was very moved. To be honest, it was not very safe for her and her daughter to be alone here.
The second-hand housing market in Hong Kong wasn't very popular, especially in the civilian areas. Most of the houses were old houses, and there weren't many people who bought them.
"Help me report it first. I'll go home and think about it!”
The auntie thought that it was a good thing to register, so she registered first.
Such a scene appeared in the major civilian areas of Hong Kong.
Axe Jun was smart. He didn't ask his underlings to look for houses in their own territories. Instead, he asked his underlings to look for houses in their hometown or villages.
They were all from the countryside, and their words were very credible!
Axe Jun only had around 1,000 to 2,000 men under him. Adding on the weaker ones, he could easily command around 5,000 to 6,000 men, all over Hong Kong.
In just two days, nearly 1,000 shops had been gathered, and they were all reported by the halls of each district. It was equivalent to directly dividing the areas.
When he reported to the headquarters of Hehuang, Wei Li was stunned. F * ck, using the members of the club to run and push, what a f * cking talent!
According to Bao Zeyang's instructions, Wei Li made out a list of 200,000 yuan and passed it to Axe Jun.
After Axe Jun returned, he waved his hand and divided the 200,000.
For someone like Bighead Wen, who had worked hard, he had received 500 yuan in an instant!
One had to know that on the streets, even if clubs fought and recruited people to stand on the streets, they would only pay 200 yuan each time.
And just by running errands and saying a few words, he was given 500 yuan!
Mr. Bao is indeed a big shot. He's very rich!
The short mules like Big Head Wen who had received the money were excited, while the short mules who had taken advantage of the situation were jealous!
They had thought that the big shot had ordered them to come for free. In the end, they really paid!
Thinking about it, it made sense. Mr. Bao was a young hero with a net worth of tens of billions. How could he lack this little money from them?
Next time, I must work hard for Mr. Bao!
With the address on the list, Wei Li quickly arranged for professionals to go down and start observing the site!
Although these shops were old, they were basically the same size. The only thing to look at was the location and the price!
What Huchison Whampoa wanted was speed. They immediately gave up on the price and would not drag things out.
After the negotiations were done and the price was suitable, they would show the certificate of ownership. Then, they would open a list and take the certificate of ownership to the company to collect the money.
In just three days, He Huang had bought more than 200 shops, and the average price was less than 100,000 yuan.
The old shops in Hong Kong were all very cheap. Many of them were decades old and basically no one cared about them.
Outside the Hehuang Company, Big Head Wen looked at the auntie who had come out with the money and said with a smile,""What do you think, auntie? I didn't lie to you, right? Take this money and buy my grandson a new house!”
The auntie who received the money looked at Bighead Wen and subconsciously stuffed the money into her bag. However, she thought that this was not good. After all, Bighead Wen had helped him register for the quota.
She knew very well that Iron Mouth Qiang's shop, which was less than 100 meters away from her shop, had a better location and a larger area. He Huang had taken a liking to her shop at first.
However, when the guy asked for 200,000 yuan, the other party left without looking back. After that, the other party did not want it even if the iron mouth lowered the price because in that community, the other party only bought one.
Thanks to Big Head Wen!
Thinking of this, the auntie took out a few hundred yuan and handed it to Big Head Wen with heartache.
"A Wen, don't say that Auntie doesn't remember you, take it and drink some tea!”
"Forget it, Auntie. We don't want your money. Remember, we're working for Mr. Bao now.”
"We're here because Mr. Bao ordered us to send you to the bank so that you won't be robbed!”
"Let's go. Don't expose your wealth!"
Bighead Wen brought a few underlings and stood guard in the middle of the auntie as he said with a smile.
After doing all this, the auntie returned home and let out a deep breath.
I'm rich, I'm rich!
At night, the door opened, and a delicate and beautiful face carrying a school bag walked into the house.
"Mommy, I'm back!"
"Ah Min, pack your things. We're ready to move!”
Aunty said excitedly to her good daughter, Zhou Huimin.
"Move?"
"Yes, do you remember that I told you that Mr. Bao wanted to buy our shop downstairs? It's true!”
"Mom sold the shop today, and we sold it for 110,000 yuan. Including the money your dad and I saved, we have more than 200,000 yuan.”
"Thank you, Mr. Bao, for letting us leave this place. Hurry up and pack up. We're going to Central to look at houses!”
Under her mother's urging, the twelve-year-old Zhou Huimin changed out of her school uniform in a daze and left with her mother.
She didn't understand that much. She only remembered one thing that her mother kept saying.
Thank you, Mr. Bao!
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