Hong Kong Island Old Events

"Big boss." Qiu Degen, wearing a gray suit and glasses, leaned over and bowed: "The bank has closed today, and I came here to report the withdrawal situation to you. A total of HKD 8.64 million was withdrawn throughout the day, of which special The number of bank check withdrawals accounted for 6.3 million, of which 32 large withdrawals of more than 100,000 occurred, mainly by British police officers."

"Well, it seems that the situation is quite good." He Dingxian was very satisfied with the number, nodded and asked: "Does the bank have enough manpower?"

"You can still make up for it by working overtime." Qiu De even said with a wry smile: "But as the business increases, it is necessary to recruit people. Currently, the bank has more than 220 employees, of which 70 are from the bank, and the rest They all work in various banks."

"I plan to let the bank open commercial loans and financing services." The biggest reason why He Dingxian called the big shopkeeper was to put the bank's expansion on the agenda: "It is mainly aimed at Chinese companies. The interest rate is a little higher than the market, but the approval speed is be quick."

"Open green channels to support Chinese business operations."

Qiu Degeng's expression was solemn. The big boss had given instructions on related matters at the last meeting. He nodded immediately: "I will set up a special business group and go to various chambers of commerce to promote it. This area is to compete with the Bank of East Asia and Overseas Chinese Bank." Business requires some hard work.”

"I trust you in this regard." He Dingxian was very confident about Qiu Degeng's ability, because Qiu Degeng was a big boss in the banking industry in history. He had been involved in the bank industry for many years and had the support of the Ningbo Chamber of Commerce. With Oriental Bank's abundant cash flow already making up for Qiu De's more radical personality shortcomings, Oriental Bank now needs a radical boss.

"We can give some support to the Chaoshan Chamber of Commerce and reduce some interest. In addition, Bank of East Asia and Overseas Chinese Bank only lend to bosses with background and strength. Bank of East Asia can take a different approach and lend more small-amount operating funds to There is a way out for the Chinese businessmen at the bottom." He Dingxian also urged: "Of course, the qualification review, the use of funds, and the collateral must be strictly reviewed, and the valuation of the Chinese businessmen at the bottom can be appropriately higher."

Qiu Deggeng nodded: "I understand."

"But if the big bosses open up small-amount business loans, the number of auditors and salesmen they need will greatly increase, and the costs will also go up."

He Dingxian said with relief: "Don't be afraid. If there are not enough salesmen, we will recruit them and provide unified training. What Oriental Bank wants now is to expand its scale. As an economic engine of Chinese capital, it can drive the urban economy of Hong Kong Island."

"It's not worth spending a little more cost and taking a little risk."

"As long as Hong Kong Island rises, banks will only make money!"

Qiu De did not follow blindly, but put forward an opinion: "Big boss, since we want to adopt the method of recruitment and retraining, can we build a vocational school for finance and economics? Let the students enter directly and run the business while being a good person for the bank. Just reserve.”

"Students who graduate from the school can directly sign contracts and work in banks. In the first few periods, they can even be given better positions."

He Dingxian's expression was stunned, and he suddenly realized that the original purpose of the "school" seemed not to train talents, but to train workers for factories and companies. Education is also a link in the capital chain. In the early stage, it serves factories, and in the later stage, it can be used as a market to earn student profits.

No wonder, the real rich kids are engaged in scientific research, art, and business.

No matter how hard the students at the bottom work hard, they are all serving capital. Those with average grades will go to vocational schools and work in factories to create profits in the future. Those with good grades will have to wait for more than ten years to break out of the siege, but they will still serve capital.

However, the better the product, the higher the price.

The school has just one factory, which specializes in producing parts and wholesales them to downstream industries. Of course, having a skill to make a living is indeed a great progress for human society. In the pre-industrial society, no technology was taught to outsiders.

But the underlying logic is a bloody reality. If people at the bottom come forward, they have no choice but to risk their lives!

It's not the status that comes from killing, it's jumping from one cage to another. A person can only ascend to the position of a predator by stepping on corpses, unless you are born in a family of predators and can inherit the legacy of your ancestors.

Fortunately, the ultimate direction of this logic is to give more people the opportunity to create a life.

He Dingxian fell into thinking for a moment, and while Qiu Degeng was waiting, he nodded and said: "Yes, the first few periods will be based on management trainee recruitment, which is a preparatory class for managers. In the later periods, the bank will give a certain number of management trainee places depending on the employment situation. .”

"Furthermore, Oriental Bank should follow Citigroup's example and open offices in Taiwan, Singapore, Mainland China, Haojiang, Europe and the United States, and assign a group of residents to each office to provide temporary international exchange services and conduct inspections. domestic and foreign investment markets.”

As he finished speaking, he took a pen and paper, wrote a note and handed it to Qiu Degeng: "You will be responsible for the bank's affairs, and the school's affairs will be left to Mr. Ji Zhengming, and the investment amount will be transferred from the bank."

"Understood." Qiu Degen took the note, lowered his head and glanced at it, and saw that it read: Finance and Economics School cooperates with banks, do it quickly!

A simple sentence, without even a signature, can already determine the flow of millions of funds in the bank.

This is the big boss with great power!

"Remember, any exchange service over 10,000 yuan at an overseas station must call me. Money cannot be exchanged abroad without my permission." He Dingxian closed the pen cap and inserted it back into Qiu Degen's suit breast pocket. De Geng immediately responded: "I understand, big boss."

Central.

Paramount, in a VIP private room.

Du Yihua held the wine glass in his hand and looked at the box of banknotes in front of him. The smile on his face suddenly disappeared. He stood up without saying a word and went to the door to turn on the light. The dim and ambiguous atmosphere disappeared, and several imposing ghost guys wearing suits and holding cigars sat on the sofa, glancing sideways at the four boxes on the table.

A police superintendent stood up and waved, drove the lady accompanying him out of the room, closed the door behind him, and silently stood guard at the door.

Du Yihua waited until the outsiders had left, then returned to the table, pointed at the cash box, and asked: "Sir Jian, I asked someone to get the fee, and you just brought a box of white paper to fool me? This is the first time you have been in trouble. Sir, this is not my first day as director!"

"money!"

"I want money!"

When the fire department director Ge Wen heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and he turned back to look at Jian Baoning. As expected, he saw that Sir Jian was already hiding his anger and staring at Du Yihua. He quickly stood up and advised: "Sir Du, you have drunk too much, sit down and talk first."

"No!" Du Yihua's face was red and he was drunk. He gritted his teeth and said, "No matter how much I drink, I will never treat a piece of paper as money!"

"Sir Jian, you have to give an explanation to the brothers at the Customs Department!"

Jian Baoning put down the whiskey glass, turned to look at him and said: "Explanation? What explanation do I want to give you! This is a piece of paper, but the Hong Kong dollar is not a piece of paper? What can be spent is money, whether it is paper or gold!"

"FUCK!" Du Yihua scolded: "Sir Mei, you are the head of the Financial Bureau, come and tell him this is paper or money!"

Financial Secretary Mailer pondered for a moment, took a puff of his cigar, and considered: "Theoretically speaking, it can be regarded as a check. As long as there is no problem in cashing it, it can be treated as money."

Jian Baoning's face showed satisfaction: "Since Sir Mei admitted it, what do you have to say? If you can take it to the bank and withdraw cash, the police force will not owe you the Customs Department! There is no point in swearing here, money, Just keep it, don’t want it, there’s nothing!”

"Ha!" Du Yihua sneered, raised his glass and took a big sip, wiping his mouth and said: "I recognize the check from HSBC, but I don't recognize the check from a Chinese bank! You can get money on Hong Kong Island, and I can get it on Hong Kong Island. Take it out in London?”

"If the staff at the Customs Department are not satisfied, they will scold me, but they won't scold you!"

Jian Baoning raised his finger and pointed at him, stood up suddenly and shouted: "Shut up!"

"Everyone in our police force gets banknotes. What special powers does your customs and fire department have? I've already told you, don't make me say it a second time! Sir Mei, Sir Brother, Sir Huo, please accept it." Don’t want to accept it?”

Fire Chief Govin turned his attention to Finance Director Mailer. Mailer hesitated for a moment, chose to settle the matter, and closed the money box in front of him. Although he was the most professional person present and knew the financial significance behind the banknotes, the Financial Bureau had the smallest share, less than one million, and there was no need to conflict with the police force. The Food Bureau also had less than one million, so it was the second to accept the cash box. Seeing that the two departments had bowed their heads, Ge Wen obeyed and lifted the cash box in front of him.

"Sir Jian, let's go." Ge Wen, Mailer, and Huo Te stood up together and said goodbye. Now that the fun atmosphere has been completely destroyed, there is no point in staying. See you next month when the money is collected, and everyone will naturally be happy again.

"Okay." Jian Baoning nodded, watched the three officers leave, then blew out his breath and put out the cigar in the ashtray. Then he touched the lighter on the table and said aloud: "Sir Du, I'm just a person who helps deliver money. You don't have to fight with me. If you want to get cash, you have to decide on your ability."

"You can take out the banknotes and deposit them into HSBC. Many police forces also do this. As for these white papers, if you don't like them, I will burn them for you."

Ding!

He threw the lighter away, wiped the flames, and threw the entire lighter into the cash box.

Then Jian Baoning walked out of the private room without looking back and left the nightclub with his subordinates. Du Yihua was stunned on the spot, hurriedly picked up the cash box and poured out all the banknotes inside. He looked at the banknotes that had turned into fly ash in front of him, as well as the banknotes that were scattered on the ground, covered with dust and wine stains, and he poured out the money fiercely. The box hit the sofa.

"Bang!" The sturdy suitcase bounced back to the ground. Du Yihua bent down and picked up the stacks of banknotes and put them one by one on the table. There was no other person in the room during the whole process, but he felt aggrieved in his heart and made up his mind: "The Customs Administration must be expanded. No more work for the police!”