Rebirth of Xiangjiang: Across the World

Chapter 289 Woodpecker Fund
"President Zheng, you are here."

When he came to the science and technology port of Bel-Air, Zheng Yaoyang met Lin Defu and Lu Fusheng, the manager of the production department.

The mobile phone production lines of Mili Technology are all ordered from the German Siemens company. For this reason, Lu Fusheng also led the team to study in Germany. It was not until a few days ago that they returned to Hong Kong with the production line.

Zheng Yaoyang inspected the circle and asked with a smile, "How is the machine debugging going?"

Lu Fusheng greeted, and said in a deep voice: "We still don't understand some data parameters, and it will take a while to get used to it."

The mobile phone manufacturing industry is a completely unfamiliar field for them, and everything has to start from scratch.

For some technologies that I don't understand, I have to ask the Germans at any time, but the key guys still don't answer.

When debugging the production equipment, I was afraid that they would steal the teacher, so they had to separate the machine with cloth and let the Germans repair and debug it by themselves.

This once made Lu Fusheng very angry. They bought the production line with full payment, and they didn't rent it. The Germans need to guard against them like thieves.

Zheng Yaoyang frowned, looked at the German guys who were debugging the machine, and asked, "How about their skills?"

Lu Fusheng thought for a while and replied: "They are all senior engineers working at Siemens, and there is no problem with any questions about the equipment."

Zheng Yaoyang pondered for a moment, and said to Lin Defu: "The environment in Xiangjiang is quite good. Ask them if they intend to stay in Xiangjiang for a long time. Even if they don't, help them create this idea."

Although they are unfamiliar with the field of mobile phone manufacturing, they are rich and can cure all diseases. If they don't understand, they will poach people to learn until they learn it.

Lin Defu nodded, and Zheng Yaoyang asked, "When will the first phase of the science and technology port be completed?"

Lin Defu replied: "General Manager Liu of Wheelock Group guarantees that the project will be completed before November 11th."

Zheng Yaoyang asked: "Then how is the recruitment of workers in the assembly area going?"

"1200 workers are being recruited, and training is still being carried out in the east area, and they can enter the production line in mid-November."

Zheng Yaoyang asked about workers' benefits and spare parts orders, and whether suppliers could deliver on schedule.

Lin Defu gave an affirmative answer. Although the time is tight, they are all developing in a good direction. They usually work more overtime, and they can still finish within the expected time.

PHS,
Mass production started in December,
It will be officially launched in January next year.

Zheng Yaoyang showed a satisfied smile. Finally, the harvest season is coming soon, and his troubles and efforts are not in vain.

At the end of October, Zhou Xiaolin established the Woodpecker Fund.

Zheng Yaoyang sent invitation letters widely, and all members of the Hong Kong business group who went north at the beginning of the month came as scheduled.

At two o'clock in the afternoon that day, everyone gathered for a meeting in the conference room on the sixteenth floor of the Bank of China Building.

The Woodpecker Fund rented a floor with the Bank of China, and with the help of the Bank of China to cover it, the funding channels will be more concealed.

Li Jiacheng was also unhappy with Zheng Yaoyang, the venue was right next to Changjiang Building, the closest and the latest.

Zheng Yaoyang smiled and didn't mind, jokingly said: "Lao Li is a bit arrogant, we have been waiting for a long time."

Li Jiacheng glared at him viciously, turned towards the crowd as soon as he entered the door, and said with a smile: "Sorry everyone, I just had a meeting at the company, so it's a bit late."

Huo Lao smoothed things over: "Don't listen to that kid's nonsense, we have just arrived, and we haven't even finished a cup of tea."

Stretching his waist, Lao He asked, "Yaoyang, don't be a fool. We are invited to come here today. Do you have any good business introductions?"

"Uncle He speaks quickly, everyone is a busy person with a lot of affairs, I don't want to hide it anymore."

Zheng Yaoyang smiled slightly, his eyes signaled to Qiao Peizhi to distribute the information to everyone, it was a piece of information about Jingfangli's investment direction and specific profits.

He plans to set up a private equity fund to help everyone manage assets and charge high management fees, so he needs to have a good report card.

Jing Fangli's success in shorting the Japanese property market is the best proof.

Mr. Huo flipped through the materials and was amazed: "In more than four months, the investment of 24 million U.S. dollars, the principal is still there, and the dividends of [-] billion U.S. dollars are really sharp."

Sun Hung Kai's Lao Li also said: "The outside world said that you made more than one billion US dollars. I thought it was an overestimate, but I didn't expect to underestimate you."

Lao He from Lisboa seems to have guessed Zheng Yaoyang's intentions, with a meaningful smile: "Yaoyang, calling us here is not just for showing off."

Even Li Jiacheng gave up his past prejudices and couldn't help but look at Zheng Yaoyang a few more times.

After all, compared with Zheng Yaoyang, the achievements his two sons have achieved today are like weak children who occasionally get lollipops and are complacent.

"Uncle He, how dare I."

With an aggrieved face, Zheng Yaoyang told about his tragic experience in Tokyo and how he was squeezed out by Wall Street capital.

Deep in his love, he said angrily: "It is said that Buddhas fight for a stick of incense, and people fight for their breath. During this time, I was so angry that I didn't think about eating or drinking."

"Although I have made money, and I have indeed made a lot of money, do I look like someone short of that money..."

Everyone here is an old man, how can they not hear that Zheng Yaoyang is showing off in the name of complaining, but they really have no way to refute.

More than four months, up to 7 million U.S. dollars of investment, but also a 500% rate of return, is indeed worth showing off.

At first, they thought they would just go through with patience and wait until the moon opened to see the moon, but they never thought that Zheng Yaoyang would become more energetic as he talked.

As if Wall Street was paying a 10% premium, it would be a huge insult to let him leave the Japanese stock market.

Mr. Huo really couldn't listen anymore, he stared at him, and said angrily: "Speak if you have something to say, and fart if you have something to say, we are not here to listen to your bragging."

Everyone smiled, looked at Mr. Huo, and silently gave him a thumbs up in their hearts.

Now that we have talked to this point, everyone knows Zheng Yaoyang's meaning.

They were interested in the next main course, so they stayed here and listened to Zheng Yaoyang's bragging.

But they are not easy to explain clearly, they can only listen patiently.

Fortunately, Huo Lao stepped forward to break Zheng Yaoyang's narcissism, and also saved their ears from being damaged.

"Sorry sorry, I lost my temper"

Zheng Yaoyang wiped away the tears that didn't exist in the corners of his eyes, and said seriously: "Everyone is making a lot of firewood, why Wall Street can harvest the whole world, but we can't, are we worse than them in any way?"

He gestured to Qiao Peizhi again, distributed a detailed information to everyone, and said at the same time: "So I plan to establish a woodpecker fund. Seniors in the industry, if you are interested, you may wish to consider it."

Once the materials were distributed, the conference room suddenly became silent, and everyone was browsing the files.

Suddenly, Li Jiacheng frowned and said, "A management fee of 20% of the principal each year?"

Everyone here has their own investment channels, basically only 3-5% management fee per year.

Zheng Yaoyang opened his mouth and wanted to double the management fee, did he really think their money came from the wind?

If they invest 20 million U.S. dollars, as long as they earn less than 2000% of the annual return, they will have a net loss of [-] million U.S. dollars.

Zheng Yaoyang smiled shyly as if it should be taken for granted, "This is the first time we are cooperating this year, so we should give appropriate discounts."

Lao Guo accepted the words, and said coldly: "Then how much did you want?"

Zheng Yaoyang thought for a while and said with a smile: "According to my idea, the management fee should be 25% every year in the future."

"It's a big joke."

Li Jiacheng was full of resentment, but he didn't slam the door and leave immediately.

500% yield in more than four months, only need to pay 20% management fee every year.

Which is more important, he still knows in his heart, whoever has enmity with him, he can't have enmity with anyone.

Li Jiacheng pondered for a moment, then asked again: "What if the fund can't make money?"

Huo Lao said coldly: "Since it is an investment, there will be risks. Who can guarantee that you will not lose money?"

"Grandpa Huo is still good to me." Zheng Yaoyang held his cheeks with both hands, showing a sweet and lovely smile.

Huo Lao shuddered, waved his hands, and said angrily: "Stop pretending to be tender, disgusting."

Zheng Yaoyang chuckled, and suddenly changed the subject: "Everyone might as well go back and think about it for a few days. Three days after the deadline, that is, November 11, we will meet here again."

Everyone looked at each other, no one made a statement, and it was Mr. Huo who broke the deadlock again.

He took out a pen from his pocket, put on reading glasses, and after carefully reviewing the contract, he signed a letter of intent to subscribe for [-] million US dollars. He said with a faint smile, "I have something to do in a few days, so I won't be here. I'll let Tingting come over then." Help with processing and deliver the funds."

Mr. Huo picked up the document and put it in front of Zheng Yaoyang, and said to everyone: "I have something to do, so I will go first."

"Grandpa Huo, let me see you off."

Zheng Yaoyang hurriedly stepped forward to help, Huo Lao patted the back of his hand, and said kindly: "Stop, I'm not old enough to need help."

(End of this chapter)