at the same time.
In a bright and splendid foot massage parlor in Central, Hong Kong.
Three middle-aged men were lying on the soft leather sofa and enjoying the massage from the foot washer girl.
"Old Wu! Mo Zhexuan must be extremely worried right now. He's actually dreaming of replacing the Japanese Call duck with Chinese Shaoxing duck. That's sheer wishful thinking and he's completely clueless. I plan to continue expanding, and I hope for your strong support."
Luo Yongbo, the head of Maxim's, took a deep puff of his cigar, with a look of pride on his face, as if he had seen the scene of Delicious Duck dominating the market.
"No problem! I will definitely give my full support and strive to make the Delicious Duck shop surpass the Fragrant Duck in the shortest possible time."
Wu Zhongwei, the head of Southern Group, also had a glint of joy in his eyes. He was ready to continue increasing his stake in Delicious Duck when it raises funds next time. This was an inexhaustible gold mine.
"Then I wish us immediate success!"
Luo Zhigang, the head of Happy Valley, also had an excited look on his face. He stood up, picked up the wine that had been prepared long ago, poured a glass for each of them, clinked their glasses together, and drank it all in one gulp.
After a few glasses of wine, the big guys all felt a desire and called the person in charge of the foot massage parlor, and each of them called two young and beautiful girls.
In a well-prepared large private room, they began to make love, and obscene and lascivious sounds resounded through the sky.
The three business tycoons who have been active in Hong Kong for many years couldn't help but compete with each other, and no one wanted to admit defeat.
In the end, the older Luo Zhigang surrendered first, followed by Wu Zhongwei, and the youngest Wu Yongbo pressed forward and won the final victory.
As the saying goes, there are four most unbreakable relationships among men: carrying guns together, studying in the same classroom together, sharing the spoils together, and visiting prostitutes together.
After a fierce battle, the three business tycoons smoked cigars and enjoyed massages while discussing their next plan against Fragrant Duck, preparing to make Mo Zhexuan, the invincible financial giant, fall flat on his face.
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In a food processing factory covering an area of more than 100 acres in the central part of Wong Tai Sin District on the Kowloon Peninsula.
In the dark night, two tall masked men carrying backpacks crossed the wall as light as a swallow and arrived inside the factory in an instant like a sharp sword.
The two men were holding two flashlights and just as they walked to a warehouse, they smelled a foul, pungent, corrosive odor. They were almost suffocated to death and were so nauseated that they almost vomited out the food they had eaten at noon.
"Kevin! What the hell is in there? It stinks worse than your shit."
"Oh! Shit! Hart! You're a piece of shit, does your shit smell good?"
“..............”
The two argued for a while, and driven by strong curiosity, they entered the warehouse.
After seeing everything inside, I was so disgusted that I vomited. It was really shocking. There were layers of garbage inside, most of which were kitchen waste classified into different categories, such as leftovers, leftover rice, meat bones, etc.
"How can such a good food processing factory have all this garbage?" Kevin muttered, puzzled.
"I feel like we've discovered an astonishing secret this time." Hart had once lurked in a food company and knew what unscrupulous capitalists did, so he instantly had a guess in his mind.
"What secret?"
"You'll find out if you follow me."
Under Hart's guidance, they walked into a huge room on the right side of the warehouse and saw a machine filled with all kinds of garbage, from which black oil flowed out of a thin tube through squeezing.
"Now you understand! This company actually uses this disgusting gutter oil." Hart said, pinching his nose and pointing at the black oil flowing into the vat.
"Then we don't need to continue framing you. This is the best example." Kevin took out a camera and recorded everything, his face full of anger.
Deep down, I am proud of my motherland. At least I will not be deceived by black-hearted capitalists and eat such disgusting cooking oil.
"No need, we can just take some raw materials back and we'll be done with it."
Hart nodded, pinched his nose, quickly filled a small bottle with some oil, and put it into his backpack.
After everything was ready, the two of them quickly disappeared into the night, as if they had never appeared.
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After seeing the photo from Lilia's hand, Mo Zhexuan instantly recognized the origin of this oil. Isn't this the famous gutter oil in later generations?
I never thought Maxim's and Fairwood were so unscrupulous. No wonder the price of Delicious Duck is so low. It turns out they use such raw materials. They are capitalists!
Marx was absolutely right: once there's a reasonable profit margin, capital becomes emboldened. With a 10% profit, it's guaranteed to be used everywhere; with a 20% profit, it becomes active; with a 50% profit, it takes risks; for a 100% profit, it dares to trample on all human laws; with a 300% profit, it dares to commit any crime, even risking its own death.
It seems that I am still far from being a capitalist. At least I still have a conscience and bottom line, and have not yet degenerated into the profit-seeking Grandet.
The next step was easy. Someone was sent to send the evidence taken by Delicious Duck and some photos of the Fragrant Duck Food Processing Factory to the office of Ming Pao. Then it was up to Jin Yong.
As a well-known martial arts master in Hong Kong, Jin Yong has a strong sense of justice. He will definitely expose such evil deeds without arousing suspicion from others.
Once the news is exposed, the two brothers, Maxim's and Fairwood, will be completely finished. It's a pity that neither of them has gone public, otherwise they could make a lot of money by shorting them.
These two brothers from the Luo family really did everything they could to achieve their goals. No wonder Vitasoy was called poisonous milk in later generations. They are really not from the same family!
This also made Mo Zhexuan secretly decide to take Vitasoy into his pocket. This factory that uses soy as raw material is very good and has always been loved by Hong Kong citizens.
In his previous life, he also liked this kind of soy milk very much and drank a cup almost every morning. What’s more important is that the land owned by the Vitasoy factory is very large, so it is not a loss to buy it.
The only thing we can do is to find a way to take over the Luo family's assets. The ancestors of the Luo family were true heroes, but after the fortune was passed down to their descendants, they completely became out-and-out profit-seeking capitalists.
There is naturally no psychological burden in driving such a person bankrupt. Besides, there is already hatred among Maxim's, and this time they are taking revenge for both new and old grudges.
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