"Deal." Xia Harry looked at the unwilling other party and readily agreed.
He had over Hong Kong dollars 100,000 on hand, which Xia Zuoji had left him before going to Japan for business operations. Xia Zuoji had also calculated the loan from the Xia family before going to Japan; HK$700,000 would be more than enough. The remaining HK$800,000 was temporarily placed in the bank, waiting for the garment factory to open. If the clothing business really grew, it would be used to purchase land and shops. He planned to invest Hong Kong dollars 800,000 to open a clothing store and expand sales channels.
Xia Harry thought that once the shipment on the India cargo ship was inspected and delivered to ten factories, he could get cash back; the original price was three yuan per shipment.
It's simply a matter of temporarily diverting funds from the bank's loan for a few days. This batch of Thailand goods will be sold to Song Tianyao at a high price to make a profit, while the India goods will be supplied to Tang Boqi and the ten factories after the transaction with Song Tianyao is completed.
"Friend, what's your name? We can continue to cooperate in the future." After finalizing the deal, Xia Harry asked the other party.
The other party's tone was filled with resentment. "My name is Lei Guantai. Continue to cooperate? Forget it. I've done this kind of business once, and that's enough. Damn it! I never want to deal with businessmen like you again!"
Chapter 279 The Marine Police Are Having a Hard Time
It was already two o'clock in the morning, but Song Tianyao was still sitting in his factory office, dressed neatly, staring at the phone on his desk, snapping his fingers repeatedly with his left hand, his face expressionless.
The cigarette ash held in his right hand had burned quite a bit out; with a gentle shake, it fell to the ground.
"Ring ring..." The phone rang.
Song Tianyao looked at the telephone, waited for it to ring twice before picking up the receiver. "This is Song Tianyao."
"A-Yao, Hong Kong dollars 600,000 and 200,000 Braids, the transaction is complete. The Hong Kong dollars 600,000 in cash is right here at my feet, and the goods have already been delivered to the India guy's warehouse tonight. Next time you have this kind of extra money-making business, remember to give me your consideration." Lei Yingdong said excitedly on the other end of the phone.
Upon receiving this long-awaited news, Song Tianyao immediately stopped snapping his fingers. Even though he tried to suppress it, a hint of relief crept into his voice. "Don't hoard any more hair. Hoarding any more will cause trouble."
"I know, I won't disturb your sleep. I'll treat you to drinks another day to celebrate." Lei Yingdong hung up the phone after informing Song Tianyao.
Tang Boqi's orders with the ten factories have temporarily fallen through. Regardless of whether the Xia family supplied them with this batch of hair or not, as long as the Xia family accepted the goods and acted as the supplier for the ten factories, if the whole matter were exposed and attracted the attention of the United States Consulate in Hong Kong, then before the United States had investigated the matter thoroughly, the wigs from these ten factories would absolutely not be able to enter the United States. Even if Tang Boqi now realizes the problem and doesn't use this batch of so-called Thailand goods, it's already too late to turn the tide.
After thinking for a while and making another phone call to Angie Perlis in the United States, Song Tianyao went back to bed.
The next morning, before eight o'clock, Xia Harry excitedly ran to the factory to see Song Tianyao, but found no one there. Lou Fengyun, who was in charge of the factory's business, said that Song Tianyao had gone out to meet with the heads of three department stores.
Xia Harry was overjoyed on his way there, but when Lou Fengyun told him that Song Tianyao wasn't there, he suddenly realized he had been too reckless. No one should know he had secretly taken the Thailand goods, but many people at the dock had seen his goods being held on the ship. He was in a hurry to see Song Tianyao, and if Song Tianyao found out his goods were still on the ship and held, it would easily expose him...
So Xia Harry wasn't disappointed; in fact, he was somewhat relieved and blamed himself for not being as composed as his older brother Xia Zuoji.
After a few polite words, Xia Harry left the factory. Once he was outside the factory gate, Lou Fengyun turned back to her office to continue tying Song Tianyao's tie, asking as she did so:
"Why don't you even want to see India anymore?"
Song Tianyao stood in front of the mirror, letting Lou Fengyun adjust his cuffs and tie, and said without moving:
"If I see him, either I'll treat him like an idiot, or he'll treat me like an idiot. A face-to-face conversation will be fine, but once we step outside the factory gates, he'll easily spot the problem. So it's better not to see him. Xia Harry seems clever, but he's actually too greedy, even worse than his Xia Zuoji. Why is he in such a hurry to see me? Isn't he afraid of being exposed? I'm worried about him being exposed. If I try to cover for him, I'll just look like an idiot myself. If I don't, he'll find out himself. So it's better not to see him. He's so stupid, even worse than the Scribe Hui."
Lou Fengyun laughed when he said that Xia Harry was so stupid he was even worse than Scribe Hui. "That stupid Ah Hui is now a boss. I heard he even hired an English-speaking secretary a couple of days ago."
"No way? I haven't even thought about hiring a secretary yet, and he's already hired one? And a woman at that? Why would he suddenly decide to hire a secretary?" Song Tianyao didn't think that Scribe Hui couldn't have a secretary, but imagining Scribe Hui, dressed in a coarse cloth robe and wearing black-rimmed glasses, looking unsophisticated as he rode a bicycle, with a beautiful and elegant career woman jogging alongside him, was an image that was easy to laugh at.
Lou Fengyun helped Song Tianyao straighten his tie. "It seems he went to Japan on business. He doesn't understand Japan or English, so he hired a female secretary as an assistant."
"Going to Japan?" Song Tianyao didn't think too deeply about it, assuming that his Scribe Hui might be going to Japan to buy some new garment-making machines for the clothing factory. "How's the factory he and Wanqing's Dad are running?"
"I heard there were more than thirty before. We chatted a few days ago when I was delivering vegetables to the factory. They said that the factory already has more than a hundred workers." Lou Fengyun took two steps back, looked at Song Tianyao's clothes, and said casually.
Song Tianyao's face darkened. "More than a hundred workers? Only now are they thinking of going to Japan? He should have gone to Japan earlier to buy some cheap second-hand machines for production. Relying on hand-sewing is slow and expensive. What a fool."
After getting dressed, Song Tianyao drove himself to Lu Yu Teahouse near the Central Police Station. His cousin, Zhao Wenye, had just been transferred from the Uniformed Branch to civilian police from Kowloon to Hong Kong Island yesterday, and then shot and injured someone. Moreover, after the whole incident was investigated, it was discovered that the gangster Zhao Wenye injured was actually Chen Tai's henchman.