“Boss, the Land Registry people sent word, our application will most likely be approved, but…” Hou hesitated, unsure if he should say it. Seeing him like this, Zheng Bai Cheng knew these words might not be easy to say.
“Lin Secretary, go pour a cup of tea.”
After sending Lin Xiao Hua away, Zheng Bai Cheng said, “Old Hou, go on, what is it.”
Old Hou then said, “We might need to give some money to those Gweilos.”
“Money is no problem. You schedule a meeting with them, let them give a reasonable price. If it’s too much, my ability is limited.”
After Hou left, Zheng Bai Cheng sipped his tea, starting to think. They are willing to take money, then this matter can be discussed, and the probability of success is very high.
This money from selling the land won’t reach their hands, but the money Zheng Bai Cheng gave privately will definitely reach their hands. And there’s a saying, what is it?
千里为官只为财! (To go thousands of miles for officialdom, only for wealth!)
This sentence was embodied perfectly on these Gweilos. They travelled thousands of miles, from England to this distant place, Hong Kong, to be officials here. Was it for love? Was it to build a colony? Or for internationalism?
That would be a joke. It was for money, pounds, dollars, Yen… but definitely not for anything else.
Since there was a chance to nicely knock them down, why not?
But at this time, it wasn't the era of money empire yet. That would have to wait until Lat Ko became the Chief Superintendent of the CIB and established that set of rules, then bribery and corruption would become a matter of course. These people now still have some reservations about taking money, after all, England… actually wouldn’t care about them.
He had many ways to send them money. After all, Zheng Bai Cheng was from the future, where a million ways to bribe had been exposed. He naturally knew these methods, but another thing made him very difficult.
“Amanda, how is it going over there? Did the people from the New York City Bank agree to my request?”
That night, Zheng Bai Cheng called New York. Yes, Amanda was currently in New York, managing everything at MARVCO.R, completing the tasks Zheng Bai Cheng had given her, such as changing the finance department, changing the personnel department, now they were sorting out the financial matters.
And Amanda was now very busy, and now she received a call from Zheng Bai Cheng.
“Wow, Jason, you calling so urgently means your thing is about to be successful.” Amanda was very sharp, and her guess was very accurate.
“Hey, Amanda, this is not the time to discuss that. I just want to know, what’s going on over there now.”
Amanda was in New York, tilting her head, holding the phone, talking to Zheng Bai Cheng while looking at the documents. She had a financial background, and on the phone, teasing this irresponsible boss, was also something she was happy about now. She felt like she had aged a few years recently.
“Oh, Boss, I was thinking of calling you at night, but you are in such a hurry, then don’t worry, I’ll tell you now.”
“New York City Bank, your good friend, they agree in principle, but they want you to prove your worth. You need to make at least one more movie this year. The quality must be the same as your first two movies, and the last condition, they want to invest.”
Zheng Bai Cheng didn't expect it to be this. He was a little puzzled. You are a Wall Street bank, but now you want to invest in his movie here. If it was Warner Bros, he could understand, but, you are a bank.
“Oh, Amanda, let me guess, my movie, is it successful again?”
Zheng Bai Cheng’s voice, although through this international long distance call, was a little distorted, but Amanda didn’t hear any emotional fluctuations. This made her feel that it didn’t match what she wanted to hear. She wanted to hear the boss’s intense emotional fluctuations, but there wasn’t, she didn’t hear the boss’s excitement.
“Yes, Boss, you are successful again.”
“That’s good news, “Train to Busan” is a good movie.”
Amanda said, “The newspapers here are already calling you the Zombie Producer, hahaha… Zombie Producer, hahaha…”
“Tell them their investment share cannot exceed 10%, and they need to invest at a premium.”
“Of course! I’ll talk to them.”
After talking about work matters at MARVCO.R for a while, they hung up the phone.
Putting down the phone, Zheng Bai Cheng finally could sleep a good night’s sleep. According to the current progress, he would have a project similar to the Kowloon Wharf and Harbour City project.
The British Royal Navy’s old dockyard land on Hong Kong Island covers 1.7 million square feet, which translates to 150,000 square meters. He had already thought about it, it would be built into a complex. This complex, in the future, part of the land would be reclaimed by the Hong Kong government to build the High Court, the Police Headquarters, the Hong Kong MTR Admiralty Station, but that would be ten years from now.
Moreover, he wanted to build this complex, that would take a lot of money. Think about Kowloon Wharf, his Harbour City project, took ten years to complete, and his Navy’s old dockyard construction project, the time needed would probably take a lot of time too. Just examining the topography and geology, and designing, would probably take a year.
Then there was the construction, which would take a lot of time.
But these were not things to worry about now. He had time. Even if he wanted to develop it, he had other ideas.
That night, Zheng Bai Cheng didn’t sleep well. He was too excited, and his whole body was in a state of excitement. Now he and Lin Xiao Hua had separate rooms, the Bai Shi Mansion still had many rooms.
The next morning, he got up late. When he was having breakfast, Hao Ming Qiang saw Zheng Bai Cheng like this and asked with concern, “A Cheng, what’s wrong with you?” Lin Xiao Hua next to him also showed a concerned expression. She didn’t know what happened last night. She only knew that he was in the study preparing to contact Amanda.
“Nothing, I didn’t sleep well last night, work matters.”
Hao Ming Qiang said, “Don’t go to work this morning, rest at home, go in the afternoon.”
“Old Man, I’m the boss, I can rest anytime.”
“You still need to rest. Xiao Hua, you call that Hou and tell him.”
Zheng Bai Cheng said, “No need to call. I’m the boss, no need to tell them my schedule.”