As he spoke, he took the documents from the other person's hand, which Mrs. Bess had already reviewed and revised the previous night.
"Of course I'm going to sleep. The nightlight in Mrs. Bess's guest room is too bright and makes me very uncomfortable," Angie Perlis said.
After finishing his sentence, Song Tianyao continued walking forward and got into the taxi that hadn't yet driven away, "Take me to Sai Wan. The ten dollars includes my fare."
The driver, who was secretly pleased with himself, turned around to look at Song Tianyao getting into the car, then at Angie Perlis outside. Angie Perlis winked playfully at Song Tianyao, pouted her lips, and then walked into the hotel in her high heels.
The driver started the car, turned it around, and headed towards the Sai Wan. He didn't dare to chat casually with foreigners in the car, but he didn't feel much pressure with China person like Song Tianyao. He smiled and said, "Sir, you're really something. I've been driving for so long, and I've never seen a handsome China guy like you with a foreign girlfriend."
"Actually, that Foreign Girl is a mixed-race China person. She was born into a wealthy family in China and is virtuous and gentle. Because of her special appearance, she attracts attention and keeps urging me to find a generous and proper China woman to be my first wife. She is willing to be my concubine." Song Tianyao looked out the car window and made a nonsensical joke.
Song Tianyao's casual, nonsensical attitude made the driver realize that he didn't want to chat, so he shut up. Before shutting up, he muttered under his breath, "Do you think I'm an idiot? Do women from wealthy China person families wear revealing clothes in public, pouting and winking at men on the street? Do you think Foreign Girls let men go looking for mistresses? Be careful, or you might get up in the middle of the night and cut off your... well, you know..."
When we arrived at Chan Chen Qingwen's candy shop in Sai Wan, most of the shop's doors were still closed, leaving only a gap at the entrance that required bending over to enter. Outside the shop, a young man from Fuyixing was leaning against the door, smoking a cigarette and exhaling heavily as he flipped through a book of erotic art.
Seeing a taxi parked not far away, the Fuyixing member spoke before even seeing who got out, "Our boss is having a happy occasion these days, so please come back in a few days to buy candy."
As soon as Song Tianyao got out of the car, the henchman immediately stuffed the erotic picture book into his waistband and hurried up to him. "Secretary Song? You're here so early?"
"Is work started inside? What are you doing out there? They're making medicinal candy inside, not refining opium. You don't need to keep watch." Song Tianyao asked the underling while taking out some change and paying the fare again.
The younger man hurriedly replied, "Of course they're working. They didn't stop all night. Old Chen and his wife were busy the night before, and their son and daughter-in-law took over the night afterward. We didn't sleep a wink all night either, keeping a close eye on them."
Song Tianyao took out one hundred Hong Kong dollars and handed it to the underling. "Why are you watching them? You're here to help out, not to supervise. Go buy some cigarettes to share with everyone, and use the rest of the money to buy some meat for lunch. Don't work too hard."
After saying that, he bent down and squeezed through the gap in the shop's main entrance. Chen Qingwen and his wife were bringing out powdered Santonin deworming medicine. In the sugar-making room, Chen Tai was helping to stir the Thailand coarse sugar that was boiling in a large pot, while the other members of Fuyixing were helping to push the already formed Flower Pagoda Candy into the refrigeration cabinet.
Seeing Song Tianyao enter, Chen Qingwen first put away the medicine powder, then asked his wife to mix the creamer powder according to the instructions, before greeting him. "Secretary Song, it's being prepared. We didn't stop working last night."
"From yesterday morning until now, a whole day and night, how much have you made?" Song Tianyao asked Chen Qingwen.
Chen Qingwen led Song Tianyao directly into the backyard, where six or seven large sugar boxes were piled high, all filled with finished Flower Pagoda Candies.
Pointing to the Flower Pagoda Candies, Chen Qingwen said, "We made a total of two hundred kilograms of medicinal candies in one day and one night. The ones made yesterday during the day have already been sent to the warehouse, and these were made last night."
These six or seven large candy boxes, filled to the brim, look like they've got a lot of Flower Pagoda Candy, but if you take them to Oxfam's donation site, they'll probably look so pathetic it'll be laughable. They'll probably be completely empty before you can even walk through half of the Squatter Area.
"That's too little. I'll arrange for some people to help you. You can contact the candy store you have a good relationship with and ask them to process some for you. By the morning of the day after tomorrow at the latest, I need to see that only 120 kilograms of that deworming medicine left."
"So that means we need to produce another thousand kilograms of medicinal candy in two days?" Chen Qingwen scratched his head upon hearing this, and slowly said, "It's not that I'm stingy or don't want to share the business I can't handle with others, but ordinary candy stores are only about the same size as my shop. According to Secretary Song's instructions, to produce this much in two days, we need to contact at least three stores. If I just let others do the work for free, and I provide the raw sugar and creamer powder myself, they might disagree because they think they can't make a profit. But if I give away the raw sugar and creamer powder, I won't make any money myself..."
Song Tianyao's lips curled up as he listened quietly without responding. Chen Qingwen was ultimately not a qualified businessman. What he was really saying was that if Song Tianyao wanted to hire several companies to start work at the same time, he should pay them more money, otherwise he would earn much less.
From this perspective, Chen Qingwen is an honest and upright businessman, because a shrewd businessman would not say such things directly to Song Tianyao.
"Forget it, I hope Secretary Song and Likang will take good care of me in the future. I'll have my wife meet with a few candy shop owners." Chen Qingwen bit his lip and made up his mind.
After saying that, he whispered a few words to his wife. His wife first looked in the direction where Song Tianyao was, shook her head, and was unwilling to leave. Chen Qingwen glared at her and urged her on, so she reluctantly went out the door.
"Boss Chen, Likang registered a Pharmaceutical Factory yesterday. Although it's just on paper, it will start operating sooner or later. Your candy is so good. Would you be interested in being the person in charge of the Pharmaceutical Factory? You should earn more each month than running this candy shop?" Song Tianyao finally said a word after seeing the reluctant and helpless expression on Chen Qingwen's face after he saw his wife off.
Before Chen Qingwen could speak, Chen Tai, who was stirring the coarse sugar, threw down his tools and walked towards Song Tianyao from the processing room. "Brother Yiu, Brother Shing said it's because you don't want me to work at the dock. I don't understand."