RBCT Chapter 17 Diverse Teams
Chapter 17 Diverse Teams
It only took three days.
The processing workshop is almost ready.
Wang Heting truly deserves to be called a boss who has successfully established himself in Hong Kong.
He didn't care about short-term gains in business, and even arranged for a lawyer to help Wu Tianyao with company registration and application procedures.
It took about a day to get these things sorted out and to send off the relevant staff from the Department of Health and the Health Bureau.
The lawyer extended his hand and shook hands with Wu Tianyao: "Congratulations, Boss Wu. Mr. Wang said that if there's anything he can help with later, you can give him a call."
"Please give Wang Sheng a thank you for me." Wu Tianyao saw the lawyer out and returned to the processing workshop at the back.
Wearing work clothes, Li Rui stood in front of the worktable, filled a bowl with herbal tea, and handed it to Wu Tianyao: "Try it, see if it tastes like this?"
"just!"
Wu Tianyao grimaced as he drank, then gave a thumbs-up: "That's the taste!"
"Hahaha..."
Fei Sha and his friends immediately burst into laughter.
They came out from the back and saw Qin Hao and a group of his underlings looking at and touching things in the display cases in the lobby.
"Wow, Yao-ge, this is so high-end." Qin Hao put down his hand from the display case containing the raw materials and medicinal herbs for herbal tea. "Walking in here feels like browsing a jewelry store."
The underlings' eyes lit up as they watched.
Standing here, they always felt like they weren't gangsters, but rather like employees of a big company, which gave them a great sense of accomplishment.
"Be careful, you're squeezing so hard, don't break these carefully selected display items!"
Wu Tianyao led them outside, took out two packs of cigarettes, and tossed them to them: "Ah Hao, do you know any paparazzi?"
"Paparazzi? The kind that secretly photograph big stars?" Qin Hao rolled his eyes, thought for a moment, and then called out to Hong Fei over there, "Fei, come here."
"Didn't you say you have a cousin whose family runs a gossip magazine and knows a lot of professional paparazzi? Now Yao-ge can use him."
"no."
Hongfei realized he had exaggerated and awkwardly touched the bridge of his nose: "Actually, I'm not a professional paparazzi, I just know some people from small newspapers."
His cousin's family did indeed own a magazine publishing house, but it was on the verge of bankruptcy long ago, and there was only a small stall in the industrial building.
"Can!"
Wu Tianyao immediately nodded and asked Hongfei to call his cousin over.
"Brother Yao, my name is Gou Zai Jun." Gou Zai Jun, wearing a floral shirt and with shoulder-length hair, walked in and took the initiative to greet him.
People involved in art and culture do indeed have distinctive features in terms of appearance and other aspects.
"Do you know any reporters? Are you familiar with tabloids and paparazzi?" Wu Tianyao asked bluntly.
"There are no big-name reporters, but there are plenty of those who aren't famous."
Gouzai Jun took the cigarette, patted his chest, and said, "And those tabloids, I provide them with information. As long as there's a sensation, they'll write it. It's about making money."
Wu Tianyao wanted someone who wasn't famous and whose life was predictable.
They'll do anything for a fee; as long as they're not asked to attack the top leader, they'll write anything. It's incredibly cost-effective.
Having lived through decades of rebirth, Wu Tianyao understands all too well the importance of online bullying.
I wonder how many companies have a fixed annual expense to support online trolls.
There are also companies that specialize in online harassment.
The clients provide the requirements and budget, and once they receive the money, they can start operating online, setting the tone and deciding who to target. It's a chaotic mess, and who knows how much money they make.
This era.
Although there is no online medium, traditional print media are still indispensable, and these pen holders are just as important.
Wang Heting is very capable in his work.
He subsequently offered Wu Tianyao a series of assistance, so Wu Tianyao didn't mind helping him finish the task.
of course.
The reason Wang Heting took such initiative was most likely because he automatically imagined the relationship between Wu Tianyao and Wang Qing.
Wu Tianyao managed to get Wang Qing to help him in just one day, which inevitably made Wang Heting wonder what was going on.
He's a businessman, after all.
The most important thing to make money is to know how to invest in potential value.
The same applies to investing in personal relationships.
Wu Tianyao waved his hand and said, "Tell them to come out and treat us to a late-night snack."
The paparazzi Jun called around to get more people, and soon the late-night food stall was filled with people, taking up two tables.
These people are all unkempt, with greasy hair and puffy faces, looking frail, but they are surprisingly gluttonous.
Everything on the table was quickly swept away.
Wu Tianyao also made sure they were well-fed and allowed them to eat meat and drink alcohol to their heart's content.
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Wu Tianyao began to express his needs, hoping that they would step in and help when needed.
"You don't need to distort the facts, but you must dare to write and dare to publish!" Wu Tianyao said eloquently, a cigarette between his fingers. "Knowledge is priceless; it has value!"
Upon hearing that there was money to be made, of course they were willing. They all looked at Wu Tianyao with burning eyes, as if they had seen a beautiful woman who was not wearing clothes.
"From now on, I'll have Gouzai Jun contact you." Wu Tianyao also assigned Gouzai Jun: "He'll tell you his needs, and he'll pay you. If he doesn't pay, don't bother with him!"
"Great!"
The crowd cheered in unison.
Gouzai Jun, assigned by Wu Tianyao, was considered the leader of the group, and he couldn't help but straighten his back.
Send them away.
"Brother Yao, why did you hire a bunch of losers like this?"
Qin Hao finally couldn't hold back any longer and leaned in to whisper, "Those guys can take on ten at once. Inviting them to dinner is a waste of money."
In his view, this group of weaklings looked useless and couldn't even hold a knife properly.
"When you're out in the world, you need to use your brain. You don't have to go out and fight with a knife for everything."
Wu Tianyao smoked a cigarette and looked at the group of people walking away: "Leading a team is just like the way gangs operate. In gangs, members are assigned red sticks, white paper fans, and straw sandals to form a gang, all for the sake of coordination."
"You need to diversify your team. You need to have all kinds of talent. Sometimes you don't need to go out and fight with your fists. Let them do it."
Wu Tianyao didn't care whether he could understand or not: "Keep a good eye on the territory under your command."
"Also, assign a few unfamiliar faces to keep a close eye on the lame guy's movements; I need his position!"
"Don't worry, Yao-ge, if they dare to come, we'll beat these bastards so badly they won't even recognize their own mothers!" Qin Hao patted his chest and assured them, then called Hua Zirong and the others to leave.
"call..."
Wu Tianyao let out a sigh of relief.
He was so busy these past few days that he was completely overwhelmed, but he finally finished.
Return to park.
My brother has thoroughly cleaned Chen Yaoqing's Mercedes-Benz 500 and even applied a layer of wax, making it shiny and reflective.
Wu Tianyao drove away, leaving Fei Sha to follow in his Mazda towards Wan Chai.
Recently.
He drove the Mercedes twice.
One time was to visit Wang Heting, and the other time was to handle matters related to registering Wangji Herbal Tea Food Company.
As the car descended, the scenery outside the window became increasingly different, especially when passing Tsim Sha Tsui, where the city was bustling with bright lights and vibrant activity.
Wu Tianyao withdrew his gaze, thinking that one day he would also have to get involved.
The Mercedes-Benz passed through the Hung Hom Tunnel, then through North Point, and finally arrived safely in Wan Chai.