Rebirth of the Hong Kong Tycoon

Chapter 358 Chapter 9: Big Contract

(The biggest breakthrough in writing! I achieved it!)

(Old people today! Really, really happy!)
The irrelevant people have all gone away, and this is the first time everyone has met.

The 10-minute meeting before dinner is very important. If you don’t speak clearly, the delegation will become a sightseeing group.

Andre understood his responsibilities. There were at least three delegations with the same goal, and they went to London, Washington and Paris respectively.

My original destination was Tokyo, but when I got on the plane, a call from the highest order made the plane temporarily divert and went to Xiangjiang to see my long-time partner.

"Mr. Lin, I don't know if Mr. Robben has communicated with you about the business relationship between us."

"Our purpose this time is to improve the previous contract and expand the types of transactions."

Andre organized the language as much as possible, and made the smuggling business more perfect.

The black market for daily necessities, this is the existence of Xunzong himself, and Prague is a bulk cargo center, which also exists by default.

The market needs goods to regulate, which cannot be done with a piece of paper.

"Mr. Robben has already known the news of your coming, and he has explained it clearly to me, so I must help you, and let everyone have a good impression of Xiangjiang by the way."

"However, Gulf Matheson has changed ownership, and it is necessary for us to sign a new contract to ensure our mutual interests."

"I wonder what Mr. Andre thinks?"

Lin Huaile also came to the hypocritical and straightforward diplomatic edict, thanks to Shen Bi's precepts and deeds.

This old guy is full of hypocrisy, but he and HSBC can't do without a piece of meat. He is a real villain.

Hearing Lin Huaile's initiative to mention the contract, Andre of course readily accepted it. The sudden sale of the Gulf Group, and the perfect solution, presumably many people in Prague would be very happy.

"Of course, that's what I'm here for."

"I recently read the local newspapers in Hong Kong, especially the Hong Kong branch of The Times, and they praised your home appliance industry upgrading plan."

"And the purpose of my trip is also to solve the problem of lack of household electrical appliances."

Andre glanced at the assistant beside him. The assistant received the look and understood it. He immediately took out a document wrapped in kraft paper from the briefcase and put it on the coffee table between the two of them.

Lin Huaile also took out his glasses from his suit pocket, took the document handed over by Andre, and read it patiently.

According to business practice, the top of these documents is a copy of the contract signed by old Robben.

Lin Huaile didn't know how big a deal it was until he saw the quantity stipulated in the contract.

Just a rough estimate, the high-end cosmetics worth 300 million Hong Kong dollars is staggering.

This is a facial for a Tyrannosaurus rex in a zoo!
All kinds of high-end bags and big-name ready-to-wear are not expressed in quantity, but in total money.

Lin Huaile looked down one item after another, and even asked Situ Haonan to prepare a notebook for marking.

It took him 5 minutes to roughly read the previous contract.

"It's a crazy contract."

With a wry smile, Lin Huaile took off his glasses, patted the kraft paper on the contract and said.

Andre didn't see the contract until he got on the plane. He was also shocked when it was just signed, but his rationality warned him not to show too much surprise.

The guards in Moscow, St. Petersburg, and Prague don't like rough and simple Orthodox dresses, but prefer trendy clothes.

However, the peasant committee representatives who occupy the majority of seats still believe in the truth and also occupy the majority, which makes the guards dare not be unscrupulous.

"It's time for dinner, let's put the business aside, let's chat while eating."

Small things are announced to the public, and big things are settled in the dark room.

Lin Huaile didn't talk too much about the contract, but invited Andre to dinner.

Situ Haonan used a briefcase with a combination lock to pack the documents, set the password, and sent it to a special locker for storage.

The members of the delegation attending the dinner, including Andre, totaled nine people.

Among them was the team leader and the interpreter. When they entered the restaurant for the dinner, they exclaimed, holding a camera, and took pictures of the religious murals on the walls and ceiling.

This banquet hall is a private hall, not open to the public, and it is only for Lin Huaile's exclusive use. So I found a professor from the Mural Painting Department and asked him to bring students to complete it. The theme is the Ascension of Jesus, which is very ornamental.

"Everyone, please sit down. In order to take care of everyone's habits, this time, Chinese food will be supplemented and French food will be the main food. I hope you will enjoy yourself."

Lin Huaile sat at the main seat, tapped the wine glass with a silver spoon, and signaled the waiter to serve the food.

Appetizers were served on the table one by one, and Suzhou pastries with unique shapes were placed in front of the delegation members.

Lin Huaile moved his chopsticks first, picked up a piece of pastry and put it on the plate.

Seeing the master moving the chopsticks, everyone picked up the knife and fork one after another to enjoy this sumptuous dinner.

"The taste is very good, thank you Mr. Lin for your hospitality."

Andre didn't seem to like sweet food very much. He only took half a mouthful before putting down his knife and fork, raising his wine glass, and toasted Lin Huaile.

"As long as Mr. Andre likes it, cheers!"

Lin Huaile picked up the wine glass and touched Andre. The crystal glasses collided and made a crisp sound.

"Mr. Lin has finished reading the preliminary, what do you think?"

Andre drank the aperitif in one gulp, fended off the waiter's hand who wanted to help pour the wine, grabbed the bottle with his own hand, poured some for Lin Huaile first, and then filled it up for himself.

"No idea."

"Big-brand bags, high-end ready-to-wear, and those expensive bottles and cans are not contraband."

"Even if you take the initiative to purchase from the Western world, everyone will laugh it off, pack it up, and mail it to the buyer."

"I did the math. Only three batches of goods are sold each year, and the profit is only less than 2000 million. For foreign trade companies, this is a big business."

"However, for Haiwan Matheson, this profit is not enough to support the three thousand-ton freighters."

"There must be transactions that are not recorded in the contract."

Lin Huaile did not hide his doubts from the contract, if the annual profit is less than 2000 million Hong Kong dollars.

The old Robben would not take the risk of doing this business. You must know that McCarthyism is not popular in North America. Now many MPs in London also regard it as a code of conduct.

Although the old Robben is Dutch, Gulf Matheson is a real British-funded company, registered with the Ministry of Overseas Colonial Affairs.

That bald old man is not going to give up a large tax break to flirt with the red country.

He also has two well-known art auction houses in London, and it is under the care of the Overseas Colonial Department that he can survive.

He has no guts!

(End of this chapter)