After settling matters in the United States, Jiang Hao did not linger. He flew to Hong Kong, which was still far less developed than it would be in later generations. Yet as the free port of the East, it already displayed vigorous vitality.
He had come to Hong Kong because it was the most suitable place for the business he wanted to develop.
What did he want to do?
Did that even need asking? Health supplements, of course.
Jiang Hao had deeply studied Daoist knowledge and understood Traditional Chinese Medicine. In the martial arts world, he had learned the Five Poisons Scripture, and he had also studied modern chemistry and pharmaceutical knowledge. He already had a plan in mind, but the health supplements he intended to make required large quantities of Chinese herbs, which simply could not be found in the United States.
The roots of Chinese medicine lay in China, and the entire East had been deeply influenced by it. To obtain enough herbs as production materials, he had to come here. China, Japan, and the countries of Southeast Asia could all become his medicinal fields.
The moment he stepped out of the airport terminal, Jiang Hao saw someone holding up a sign with the English words: "Here to Pick Up Mr. Jon Bradley." The man was a middle-aged Chinese man wearing glasses. Jiang Hao pulled his suitcase over and asked in Cantonese, "Are you Chen Mingde?"
The middle-aged man was delighted. "I am. Are you Mr. Jon Bradley? I didn't expect your Cantonese to be so good."
Jiang Hao smiled and held out his hand. Chen Mingde hurriedly shook hands with his new boss.
Chen Mingde was Jiang Hao's employee. While still in the United States, Jiang Hao had contacted a Hong Kong recruitment agency by phone and