Chapter 142 He really eats the food
There were some cold dishes on the table.
Roast duck feet, braised beef in soy sauce, lotus seeds and red dates, Hong Kong-style roast goose, etc. Complete range of cuisines.
The man at the head seat started eating first, "We are all family, so just eat when you are hungry. I am a rough man, so I won't be polite."
He glanced at Luo Binwen with a smile and said, "Mr. Luo, you are very good at using chopsticks."
Luo Binwen glanced at Jian Ruochen.
I always feel that the young master's speaking style is more like that of the leaders on the mainland.
Gentle yet strong, and silent even when tested.
"Compared to knives and forks, chopsticks are more convenient to use." Luo Binwen said.
"Haha. Chopsticks are used for Chinese food, and knives and forks are used for British food. They should each have their own functions."
The man in the first seat seemed to be speaking casually, but the president of the Australian Chamber of Commerce and Industry next to him was sweating on his forehead.
At this point, neither of them has returned.
Jian Ruochen looked at the tablecloth that was shaking slightly, and said, "It's inconvenient to eat roast duck feet with a knife and fork."
As he spoke, he quickly picked up a roast duck paw from the slowly rotating turntable in front of him.
This chef is really talented. The duck feet are cooked to be extremely soft and tender, like jelly. The soup is smooth but not dripping. When you pick them up, they hang on the tip of the chopsticks, soft and bouncy.
It melts in your mouth at first sight, soft and tasty.
Jian Ruochen's original intention was to act as a lubricant, but now he is really a little greedy.
He lowered his head and ate the tendons from the crutch in one bite.
He half-closed his eyes and took a restrained breath.
Hmm, it smells good.
Gu Youming: ...
Did Xiangjiang cuisine treat you unfairly?
He was a little amused, but then he remembered that when Jian Ruochen first inherited the family business, he did not hire many domestic servants in Hong Kong.
Even the cook was brought from England by Butler Luo...
No wonder.
Jian Ruochen was quite skilled at eating duck feet. It looked like he was using the trick to get out of the situation, but in fact he just wanted to eat duck feet.
But a knife and fork really can't poke such soft and elastic duck feet.
Just like the British Hong Kong government doesn’t care about the lives of the people of Hong Kong.
He ate with relish, which aroused the appetite of the elderly uncles and aunts. They started to eat with their chopsticks. There was just enough duck feet for each of them, and they finished them all.
"I heard that Mr. Jian is doing news in Hong Kong." An old man wearing a military green shirt, who looked closely related to the military, said, "Do you know what concerns and opinions people in Hong Kong have about the current living conditions?"
Jian Ruochen savored the duck feet and said, "In fact, no matter what time it is, everyone's most basic wish is to have enough food and clothing, a stable life, and peace in the world. If we can improve the quality of life and let our descendants live better than ourselves, it would be even better."
He recalled the elderly men and women, as well as working men and women, who went to the Hong Kong Bank to deposit and withdraw cash during the Chinese New Year.
I think of the old man who was vying for the Good Citizen Award by the river bank, doing his best to help, and was happy for a long time even if he just contributed a hoe.
I remember the fishermen in the fishing village squatting under the shade of the trees and sharing sweet water during the dog days of summer.
Jian Ruochen couldn't help but curl his lips, "Everyone is just thinking about whether life will be better tomorrow, because most people think that no matter how bad it is, it won't be worse than the past few years."
In the past few years, the public security in Hong Kong was indeed bad.
Things are different now.
The man in the first seat laughed and said, "When we took the bus here today, we found that the roads were much cleaner, there were fewer refugees on the roadside, there were many shops in West Kowloon, and the expressions on everyone's faces were different from those in previous years."
Gu Youming said: "The Kowloon Walled City was demolished, and Conant invested in some government-run housing. Many Hong Kong people who lived in pigeon cages in the Kowloon Walled City moved into the housing."
Jian Ruochen hardly remembers this incident.
Really?
He voted for that?
Luo Binwen caught a glimpse of his trembling eyelashes and whispered, "It was your mother who invested in it. The project has been around for a long time. After the investment, the British Hong Kong government was unwilling to fulfill its obligations until the Kowloon Walled City was demolished, and then it was completely put on the agenda."
"This project is good." The old man in the green shirt stared at Jian Ruochen for several times.
The more I look at it, the more familiar it seems, as if I have seen it somewhere before.
But if you think about it carefully, there is no possibility for the two to meet at all. After all, this is his first time in Hong Kong.
He always felt that the one he had least to worry about on this trip was this little one.
The ideological awareness is very high.
After chatting with Jian Ruochen, they caught up with Gu Youming and two other Australians.
Hong Kong and Australia are still stranded outside, with few people they can trust. The only two remaining members of Australia have to take on multiple roles.
They have positions in education, business, sports, security and other projects.
It's tiring just listening to it.
Jian Ruochen ate a braised lion's head while listening to them chatting and reporting on their work.
The cold dishes were quickly removed and the hot dishes were served.
The first thing is a bowl of Yangzhou fried rice with distinct grains.
Jian Ruochen watched the person above him take it. The table slowly turned, and he waited anxiously for the fried rice to be transferred to him. He saw that there were two servings left. The piece of golden egg skin with burnt edges lay beside the plate, with no one paying attention to it.
The essence, no one is taking it away?
Hey, that’s a good deal for him!
The leaders of the mainland saw him happily taking the egg skin away, looked at each other, smiled and whispered:
"I said he was staring at it all around, he must be staring at the egg skin."
"My granddaughter also likes to eat this. The chief didn't serve it and left it for him."
"He's still growing, so he doesn't eat much. My kid can eat three bowls of egg fried rice in one meal. It's really..."
After Jian Ruochen served himself, he also served some to Luo Binwen.
This Yangzhou fried rice is topped with a little Kung Pao chicken, a few bites of squirrel mandarin fish, and Longjing shrimp.
It's so delicious that it brings tears to your eyes.
Gu Youming sat not far from Jian Ruochen and sighed softly.
It would be more likable if they were open and frank, but unfortunately they are all over 40 years old and it is difficult for them to put down their airs once they start to act.
The 5.9 billion that Jian Ruochen invested in the mainland is real hard cash.
The only requirement raised when signing the contract was that the Interpol sent from the mainland should cooperate with him in catching spies that Hong Kong could not deal with for the time being.
What kind of request is that?
Rounding it off means it’s free, so it’s still two for free.
In comparison, it seems that those businessmen who arrived early were profit-oriented and had ulterior motives.
He was not early enough. They started cooperating with the mainland 20 years ago, but most of them were for family development. They simply invested money in it. In the past hundred years, there was only Jian Ruochen.
Fortunately, the higher-ups have given enough face. In the past, if Jian had sunk into it, no difference would have been noticeable. But now it really makes people feel a little disappointed.
The chief of the military region even started to show off his roast duck wrapping skills to Jian Ruochen!
…
The people at the table talked about cross-strait cooperation, taxation, policy stability, policy, military, and the Olympics.
As Jian Ruochen listened, he felt full.
He felt that he was just here to see the world. There were too many big guys, and there was nothing he could decide.
The world is too big.
So big that it makes me dazed.
"What our people lack the least is hard work and strength. Labor is the most glorious thing. But there are only so many jobs, so we still need to create some new jobs so that everyone can have the opportunity to use their strength." The person on the first seat said, "We can't have everyone farming, otherwise we will regress to an agricultural economy. We still have to continue to promote a market economy."
Jian Ruochen said carefully, "I am familiar with this."
I memorized it by heart when I was studying politics.
As early as the 1970s and 1980s, some Hong Kong businessmen with a keen political sense smelled the business opportunity of change and actively set up factories in the mainland.
They became the first group to reap the benefits of reform, and formed the current model of "taking orders in Hong Kong and manufacturing in Guangdong".
But as time goes by, the benefits of this model are becoming less and less.
It is now about to enter a stage of profit stagnation.
"...In addition to the shoe, toy and textile manufacturing industries, we need closer ties between us." said the leader.
He looked at Jian Ruochen who was staring at the Wensi Tofu Soup: "I heard that you have the idea of doing retail and are planning to set up a snack retail store?"
Jian Ruochen retracted his gaze, not feeling offended by others staring at his thoughts, "Yes. There are many fishermen in Hong Kong. Many of them are not suitable for frequent fishing after getting older, but because they live by the sea, they have accumulated many new and unique skills."
"These snacks can be distributed through retail and packaging to give them new life."
"This is a great idea, and it's feasible." They discussed it for a while, and then continued, "You can cooperate with Mr. Gu who has already taken root in the mainland, and sell snacks from the mainland to Hong Kong, and then sell snacks from Hong Kong to the mainland."
Gu Youming felt a pain in his back teeth.
How big is Hong Kong? How big is the mainland?
Although he is ambitious, he doesn't want to work himself to death.
Jian Ruochen smiled and said, "I'm not very familiar with business matters. Uncle Luo is in charge of them."
Luo Binwen spoke up at the right time and explained the layout of the retail industry and chain restaurants, indicating that two routes would be created.
Most of the big players look down on this kind of industry with small profits but quick turnover. The Australians and former Hong Kong people nearby prefer stocks and manufacturing plants.
There is not enough work to do now, and it would be impossible for me to start grabbing work even if I heard all the plans.
The leader in the first seat immediately praised after hearing this: "I heard of Mr. Luo's name and Conant's contribution to world business when I was young. Now it seems that he is indeed worthy of his reputation and is very professional."
"It mainly depends on Ruochen's brilliant ideas." Luo Binwen lowered his eyes and looked to his side.
Jian Ruochen seized the opportunity and drank a bowl of Wensi tofu, and was now eating whitebait and beef soup.
Luo Binwen: …
The food at home can’t be really bad, right?
But didn’t Jian Ruochen say that the French toast was good before?
Could it be that his cooking is delicious, while the British chef is not?
Or we should give that person a holiday and find a cook from the mainland to stay here permanently.
The leaders also saw it.
"When you are young, your thoughts tend to jump around a bit. After all, this world is ultimately a world for young people."
"But there is also a problem with this kind of business. Isn't the cost of transportation too high?"
Gu Youming said: "I have a port. If necessary, I can do this."
The mainlander looked at him and laughed, "It's not a good idea to go all the way by water. The food will get damp easily."
This means that we don’t want one person to have a monopoly.
Moreover, the bridge was built with investment from Jian Ruochen. If there had not been such a large amount of unconditional support from the mainland, it would have been hard to say when the construction of the bridge, which had long been conceived, would have started.
Maybe in another ten or even twenty years.
"It's better to use a truck to pull it and move it on the ground!" The bosses slammed the table.
"Young people have many creative ideas, so it's better for young people to run the business. Who knows, new industries may emerge."
Jian Ruochen: ...
Isn’t this the logistics industry?
The food is already in my mouth, it would be unreasonable not to eat it.
"We can use the delivery chain to connect the retail industry across the country." Jian Ruochen was not very familiar with this aspect and could only vaguely recall some of it. "We can set up warehouses for chain stores across the country and do some temporary storage for other retail businesses. We can give profits to truck drivers and warehouse managers, allowing them to drive the flow of goods while controlling taxes."
Legalize the circulation of goods and then legislate to avoid price gouging.
Gu Youming broke out in sweat after hearing these words.
How dare you say that!
The business opportunity is good, but is it legal?
“These retail outlets can be developed into department stores in the future. They can also create a lot of jobs.” Jian Ruochen said as he swallowed the burp that was about to come out of his throat.
With so many idols around, burping is indecent.
He casually mentioned a few words, and the meal lasted another hour longer.
After everyone discussed the business and route, they also had to sign a contract, divide responsibilities, and make demands.
After a round, everyone has their own gains.
Seeing that Gu Youming was busy signing the contract, Jian Ruochen didn't take the Huangqiao pancake that was passed around on the table, so he picked it up and put it in his own bowl.
He really couldn't eat anymore.
But dim sum is dim sum and rice is rice.
The leaders now felt that he was not greedy, but really hungry. He had not had a good meal for at least five years. Everyone waited for a while, but did not hear Jian Ruochen make any requests, and they were a little puzzled.
Didn’t the director of the Security Bureau hint that he wanted a position in the Hong Kong Chamber of Commerce?
The chief sitting in the vice-chair had to ask, "Mr. Jian, did you have any dreams when you were a child? I wanted to build rockets when I was a child."
Jian Ruochen ate a lot of carbohydrates and felt a little dizzy.
He said seriously: "Military expenditure cannot be reduced."
As he said this, he thought about the profits for October and felt that he couldn't eat for free. He would have the money to sit there and not spend it and Uncle Luo would nag him.
It’s better to do something for the motherland.
Jian Ruochen thought about it, and everyone present who was interested in the position of President of the Hong Kong General Chamber of Commerce was encouraged.
After a while, he said, "We should support the development of aviation and donate 1 billion to build rockets."
Everyone: ...
That's not what their leader was hinting at.
When some Hong Kong businessmen talk about business, they say that they like mainland cuisine. This is mostly just a polite remark. In reality, they find the cuisine too strong in taste and cannot get used to it.
Before coming, they also thought that Jian Ruochen must be similar.
After eating it for a meal, I realized that he really loves to eat.
I'm so confused after eating so much.
Luo Binwen added with a smile: "I asked him if he was interested in finance, and he said he didn't want to study it, he just wanted to be a policeman."
"Oh." The grandfather in military green clothes said, "Hello, police officer! Then you should study law well, run for councillor after graduation, and participate in legislation. Then you will have your own Legislative Council."
Jian Ruochen shuddered.
I suddenly woke up.
What?
Then, if he works hard, can he help Hong Kong drug traffickers get shot for 50g of drugs?
Luo Binwen wrote a check.
If the young master said to donate, then donate. This small amount of money doesn't matter. "This one is one cent away from 1 billion. The check limit is limited, and I can only write this much."
Use it to support aerospace.
Gu Youming: ...
When he looked at it, it was actually US dollars.
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