Protagonist: Bao Junyi
【Industrial】 【Business Warfare & Schemes】 【Stock Market & Finance】 【Military Industry】
Bao Junyi arrives in 1972.
Bao Junyi transmig...
The on-site employees and management were all stunned, and the venue was deathly silent.
Suddenly, applause broke out, and then it became louder and louder, and finally people shouted thank you Bao Sheng, thank you BOSS and so on.
Among them, the most vocal ones are the Chinese, because they have been oppressed for too long. In all British companies, the Chinese are treated worse than the white people. Moreover, under the same circumstances, the white people will always be promoted.
What Bao Junyi said means that everyone will be treated equally in the future, the best will be promoted and the worst will be demoted, and an equal platform will be provided.
Bao Junyi continued, "In companies managed by Miracle Group, any employee or management with outstanding performance will be rewarded with cash, cars, real estate, and high year-end bonuses. This has already been implemented at Miracle Group. If you don't believe it, go ask."
"Also, the group is preparing to privatize and delist Wharf Holdings. We hope everyone can stay together until the end. If you work at any Miracle Group company until retirement, and your salary and bonuses still mean you can't afford a large apartment in Hong Kong, the group will fill the gap for you."
"The prerequisite is that you must have worked for more than fifteen years."
The grassroots staff below boldly asked: "Bao Sheng, is it the same for us who clean the sanitation?"
Bao Junyi said seriously, "Yes, as long as you have worked for any company under the Miracle Group for more than fifteen years and cannot afford to buy a large flat, our group will fill the gap for you."
"Moreover, Wharf Holdings will also engage in commercial real estate in the future and will build a number of properties to meet the housing needs of the group's mid- and low-level employees."
There was a burst of applause at the scene, and both white people and Chinese people were very grateful.
After all, it is very difficult to buy an apartment in Hong Kong. In the 1970s, the price of real estate in Hong Kong was 300,000 to 400,000 Hong Kong dollars, and it may rise to more than 1 million Hong Kong dollars in the 1980s. This is only possible if you save more than 10,000 Hong Kong dollars per month for ten years.
After Bao Junyi finished his speech, he handed over the remaining meetings to Jia Yuezheng and left the Wharf Building.
Bao Junyi went straight home. He was exhausted from the acquisition battle in the past few days.
next day
The Hong Kong Stock Exchange announced that Hutchison Whampoa has submitted an application for privatization and delisting, and holds more than 85% of the shares, meeting the conditions for privatization and delisting.
The citizens of Hong Kong were completely shocked by the news. The acquisition took less than half a month to transform a British group from a controlling shareholder to a privatized and delisted company. It was so fast that no one could react.
Public opinion in Hong Kong was completely ignited by this news.
At the Peninsula Hotel in Hong Kong, several middle-aged people were drinking morning tea and chatting about recent news in Hong Kong.
"Boss, this kid Ayi is incredible. He has turned Hong Kong upside down in a short period of time. He is talked about everywhere he goes."
"Old Huo, what you said is true. Ever since he came back from studying abroad, he has to make some noise almost every time." Dong Haoyun said with a smile.
Zheng Yutong sighed, "Yes, the Yangtze River's waves behind push the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach, and we are all old."
"Old Zheng, I don't think so. We are only about 50 years old, still young," Zhang Yuliang said unconvinced.
"What you mean is, how did the kid from the Bao family achieve what we achieved in most of our lifetime in just a few years?" Zheng Yutong asked in confusion.
"Who said it wasn't true? Where did he get so much money? I can't see which industry he is in that is making so much money now?" Zhang Yuliang said.
Gambling King He said, "I learned through my connections that he purchased spot gold and crude oil through international finance. I wonder how much he made from this oil crisis?"
"Everyone knows the current international economic situation and gold price trends. They must have made a lot of money." Zheng Yutong said eagerly.
"Lao He, is what you said true?"
"I got some data. This time, the kid from the Bao family made at least 8 billion US dollars." Gambling King He affirmed.
"How much, 8... 8 billion? In US dollars?" Dong Haoyun interrupted in surprise.
"My goodness, no wonder he's either opening a steel mill or acquiring Wharf Holdings recently. Every move he makes is in the billions, and they're in US dollars. With such a huge sum of money in his hands, he can stand above all the wealthy people in Hong Kong and curse at them." Zhang Yuliang sighed.
"This kid is just the same. He has a way to make money, but he doesn't even bring us uncles and aunts from Hong Kong with him. He just makes a fortune quietly." Gambling King He said indignantly.
After hearing this, no one from Hong Kong's wealthy families responded to his words. After all, gambling king Ho already had a grudge against the Bao family, and everyone knew it. How could he still help you make money? He must be mentally ill.
These people are none other than Hong Kong tycoons Henry Fok, Philip Tung, Zhang Yuliang, Zheng Yutong, Ho the Gambler, and Li Jiacheng. They would often take time to get together and talk about business cooperation. After all, they are all Chinese, and they would give priority to Chinese capital in any cooperation.
This happened in the 1970s, when Chinese people huddled together for warmth. Otherwise, they would have gone bankrupt under the offensive of British capital. Hong Kong maintained this tradition, which led to the gradual expulsion of British capital from the Hong Kong market by the Chinese in Hong Kong in later generations.
Bao Junyi drove to the Central Building and called his bodyguard Wang Gang.
"Old Wang, when you went to the mainland last time, how many of the people you brought back have already started families and are relatively capable?"
"Boss, among the group of people I brought back last time, more than 30 of them started families, but only 25 of them were capable."
"Okay, I have a task for you. Are you willing to work abroad?"
Wang Gang replied decisively: "Boss, I am willing. If it weren't for your father, I wouldn't have such a good life now. If you have any tasks, just tell me directly."
"Okay, this time you will select people with strong abilities and families, and go to Africa to form a mercenary force there. I will allocate you an initial $1 billion to purchase weapons and build your forces."
"Also, this time when we're traveling to Africa, all salaries will be increased to $20,000. We'll also be awarded a property in Hong Kong, and the whole family will move there. Furthermore, the company will help with the children's schooling, and the family will be assigned jobs at Miracle Factory. If anyone dies, the company will provide a minimum of NT$2 million in compensation, and will raise the children until adulthood."
"However, this trip abroad is extremely dangerous and could easily lead to death. Therefore, you must make it clear to your brothers and go voluntarily."
"Boss, thank you. With these guarantees, I believe they will be willing to go. After all, it was you who pulled us out of poverty and gave us opportunities, which is why we have such good jobs and living conditions."
"If they don't have to worry about family burdens and can provide a good life for their children and their families, they're very willing to do it. Besides, they want to go back to the battlefield. They're used to that environment, and being a security guard isn't something they'd be excited about."
Bao Junyi nodded in satisfaction and said, "Very good. I promise you that before you leave, I will send people to the mainland to pick up the families of those who are going to Africa and bring them back so that they can live a good life."
Wang Gang said gratefully, "Great! What's the name of the mercenary group we're going to form in Africa?"
"We don't have enough people to form a mercenary group this time, are we?" "Thank you all for your continued support, you've all made it onto the leaderboards. Having you by my side is the author's greatest motivation!"