Ma Wang picked up a piece of frozen meat, looked at the label, and cursed with a grin: "What the hell? Can frozen meat from fifty years ago still be produced?"

Yuanbao stood in the office, separated by a glass window, and outside was the assembly line production room.

New Territories workers are wearing gloves and are operating production. Several He Yicheng workers are holding cigarettes and inspecting the production line. Each production team has two or three development supervisors. There are fifty or sixty workers in the entire meat factory.

guard.

Buck-toothed Qiu stood aside and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? Is there a shelf life written on the package? Just eat it if you can."

Zhang Guobin was wearing a suit, holding a cigar in his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "These are the war preparation materials from the warehouses of European and American countries during World War II, right?"

"hey-hey."

"Brother Bing knows his stuff!" Sanggou rubbed his palms, gave a thumbs up, and praised: "Part of the meat in the food factory is imported as war preparation materials, and part of the meat is expired meat collected by smugglers."

"Are there any sick pigs or dead pork?"

Zhang Guobin flicked the ashes from his cigarette.

The mourning dog agreed: "Half and half."

"In fact, the cost of imported frozen meat alone is relatively high. It is packaged and imported together, and mixed together to make sausages. No one can eat it anyway."

During World War II, in order to prepare for the war, European and American countries froze a large amount of meat products. Fifty years later, they began to be put on the market step by step.

How big is the quantity?

Big enough to sell for decades!

After all, World War II lasted for six years, and the supplies were in units of tens of millions or millions of troops, and the amount of frozen goods was unimaginable.

These materials have long expired and cannot be put on the market in the country. It would be a pity to give them up. Unscrupulous foreign businessmen have set their sights on the profits, packed them up and quietly exported them to Asia. In fact, this phenomenon also occurs among European and American businessmen, and Americans do not know that they are the same.

What kind of meat are you eating?

The materials left over from World War II include frozen meat, arms, ammunition, aircraft carriers, and tanks, each of which is worth a lot of money.

It's a pity that a small society like He Yicheng is not qualified to get involved.

Zhang Guobin looked at him sideways: "There's no rat meat, just a mess of corpses, right?"

"Bing!"

But the mourning dog shouted: "You are looking down on me like this. We have a bottom line in the food business. Why do we use rat meat and corpse meat?"

"I sent my brother all the way to North America to buy rats?"

"Are North American rats fatter than Xiangjiang? Let me tell you, if these frozen meats are mixed together to make food, no one from the Department of Health can find out. Several major factories are buying meat from us."

Sanggou lowered his voice: "Most people don't tell him business secrets."

"Um.

Zhang Guobin nodded slightly, waved and said: "Go to the cold storage and have a look."

A group of people walked to the factory's cold storage, opened the door to the cold storage, and saw pig legs sealed with plastic film one by one. The pork chops were stacked in layers like ice cubes. From a distance, they looked dirty, messy, and had a fishy smell.

There are so many of them that they can’t be counted, but there’s nothing wrong with them on the outside.

Zhang Guobin pinched his nose and winked at Yuanbao. Yuanbao immediately put on his military coat and ran into the cold storage to rummage around. Soon, he found whole pigs and chickens under some sealed pig legs.

"hey-hey."

The mourning dog said with a flattering smile.

Zhang Guobin nodded, and the group left the cold storage and turned around to visit the factory again.

Due to the relatively large scale of the entire food factory, the environmental sanitation exceeds 90% of the small workshops. Although the employees are not sterilized and disinfected, is this the case in Hong Kong?

In the 1980s, it was good to eat meat.

The key point is that there is a problem with the source of meat. A lot of meat has become smelly during the smuggling process. If it is sold and eaten, it will not kill people, but it may eat people bad.

Zhang Guobin is currently planning his next business, which requires a huge amount of capital. If it is a good business, he will make great efforts to develop a meat factory. However, due to food safety issues, he has to give up the meat project.

After all, he needs to gain fame and reputation.

Fishing for a lifetime.

Sanggou said next to him: "Brother Bing, my partners in Europe are very strong. We can deliver as much meat as you want. It just takes some connections and people to go through customs."

"He Yicheng doesn't have that much energy. We were just fighting in small quantities before. But if Bing Ge takes action, it will be very different. We will definitely develop rapidly. Many businessmen in the mainland want to buy goods with me, not to mention Southeast Asia.

, Taiwan, and places like India, for many people it is good to have meat, so there is no need to worry about the source.”

"We provide him with the cheapest meat as a good deed and to accumulate virtue." There are a series of fallacies about dog bereavement, which to some extent have certain reference significance.

He gave away 60% of the shares of the food factory. In fact, one thing was that he wanted Bing Ge to make the food factory bigger. By then, the scale of smuggling would expand more than ten times, and shiploads of meat would be pulled back. Forty percent of the shares would be bigger than

It was much more divided before.

Good dog!

Zhang Guobin walked in the factory, sniffing a cigar, and asked noncommittally: "Is the supply of goods from Europe and the United States sustainable?"

"Hey, hey, brother Bing, have you ever heard of the Cold War?"

Sanggou actually talked about the world situation: "The United States and the Soviet Union were fighting a cold war, and the comparison was about armaments. The armaments included weapons and artillery, as well as dry food and pork.

We are delivering to the outside world, and the foreigners are doing the freezing. We have goods year after year, and the supply and marketing chain is very stable."

Zhang Guobin nodded and said: "Okay!"

"Horse King."

"How about transferring this factory to you?"

He turned to look at someone and said.

King Ma shook his head like a rattle and refused repeatedly: "No."

"I have so many stables all over Hong Kong, trying bells, managing, and teaching newbies, it's so busy that I can't keep up."

He doesn't have any smuggling brothers either.

It will be difficult to adjust for a while.

“You don’t do anything even if you want to make money?”

Zhang Guobin turned his eyes and stared at Yuanbao: "Yuanbao, your cousin has a smuggling brother. I will leave this line to you. You will pay the company every month..."

"I'm sorry, Brother Bing." Yuanbao's heart suddenly tightened, and he quickly bowed and apologized: "My cousin just opened a gambling market in northern Myanmar, specifically to deceive Kaizi into betting on stones. The profit is still very big, and I am planning to take advantage of it."

When it comes to business operations, I’m afraid that I won’t be able to spare any manpower to do the work.”

"Otherwise, the society will open its mountain gate again, otherwise I really can't figure it out. As for the amount to be paid to the society... the business in northern Myanmar has been revitalized, and it will definitely be more than a month. If there is a penny less, I will pay it out of my own pocket."

Zhang Guobin looked a little unhappy: "Open the mountain gate!"

"What kind of mountain gate should I open!"

“Don’t you think the limelight is not big enough?”

one by one,

Nothing good!

"Buck Yaqiu, you are a good brother. You are in charge of the oil business all year round. The people under you are very suitable for making meat products. I will convert the shares of this factory into shares.

Buck-toothed Qiu covered his stomach and screamed: "Brother Bing!"

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Guobin frowned slightly.

Buck-toothed Qiu gritted his teeth and said, "I got food poisoning from eating ham when I was a kid. I reacted as soon as I saw the meat. I endured it for a long time and now my stomach hurts."

"I can not make it"

"it hurts!

Buck-toothed Qiu wailed, turned around and ran to the toilet.

Zhang Guobin suppressed the anger in his heart and looked at the fleeing figure. He had the urge to kick him in the face. After suppressing the impulse, he squeezed out a smile and turned to the side: "Belly text..."

Belly Wen said without tears, "Brother Bing, give it to me, I don't have any money to give you."

The underground clinics under his control are being planned to transform into plastic surgery hospitals and private hospitals. However, the cost of medical investment is terrible, and every time a clinic is transformed, it will have to stop development for a period of time.

Belly Wen is the most famous poor man among the Ten Jerrys of Yihai, but he is taking steps one step at a time, working steadily and planning for the future.

Zhang Guobin looked unhappy.

The mourning dog watched this scene from the side, and his heart was beating wildly. He thought that the helmsman and his brothers were playing him. Suddenly, he knelt down in front of the parking lot, bowed to the ground, kowtowed and shouted: "Brother Bing!"

"Bing Ge!"

"I was really wrong. I made a lot of mistakes. I should not have gone against Yihai with Bailibao. Please, please, please, sir, please let the lost dog go!"

Zhang Guobin was completely unhappy, so he kicked him away and cursed: "What are you doing!"

"Where does this handsome picture put my Zhang Guobin's reputation?"

The mourning dog was kicked away, but he quickly crawled over, hugged the big brother Bing's leg, and burst into tears: "Brother Bing, I have a wife and children. I can't die. Don't kill me." ,Do not kill me…"
To be continued...