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Chapter 237 Borneo... so dark (Second update, please subscribe)

While Lord Bilster was alarmed by the discovery of a huge conspiracy, Allied transport ships once again brought in a large number of immigrants.

These immigrants who have been tortured by war and hunger all look at the green coast with longing, and the faces of men and women are full of expectation. They will start a new life here.

Many people have even begun to think about how to make money in the next few years, how to save money, and how to return home in glory in the future.

For the vast majority of Chinese immigrants, they only regard Nanyang as a place to work and make money, and they always have to return home.

However, there are not only immigrants on these ships, but also businessmen. Some businessmen with a keen sense of smell have been keenly aware of the business opportunities. After all, population itself is a business opportunity.

"Okay, this is it..."

Ding Mingjun, who was standing on the side of the ship, stared at the city on the coast and said to himself excitedly.

"Look at how excited you are. You were like this when you were traveling from Shanghai to Chongqing. In the end, you almost couldn't even eat..."

Ding Mingjun shook his head at his wife's words.

"You don't understand, you don't understand..."

"I don't understand. You understand, okay. You will only be making clothes for the rest of your life. It was great to stay in Shanghai. Boss Fu treats you well."

The boss Fu in the wife's mouth is Ding Mingjun's former servant, Fu Liangjun of Xinguang Underwear. The famous "Simaituo" shirt is a product under his name, and Ding Mingjun is the designer of the factory.

"If you stay in Shanghai, you will never become a submissive citizen of the Japanese invaders!"

Ding Mingjun said casually.

"Although I, Ding Mingjun, have a humble position, I still know the justice of the country."

The husband's words made the woman snort and she stopped talking. Seeing that his wife seemed a little unhappy, Ding Mingjun said.

"I know that you are thinking about the prosperity of Shanghai, so don't worry. Sooner or later, we will return to Shanghai, but by then, our family will not be worse than Boss Fu."

"No worse than Boss Fu. You are really good at telling lies. Don't forget that in Chongqing, if it weren't for the little savings we made back then, our family might not even be able to eat."

"Not necessarily, it's different..."

Ding Mingjun pointed at the dock and said.

"Boss Li will give out two shirts when recruiting employees. In the past two years, he has recruited no less than 100,000 employees. Think about it, hundreds of thousands of people are used to wearing shirts. What is it? This is the market. The shirts here The market is much bigger than Shanghai.”

More than an hour later, while waiting for quarantine, Ding Mingjun's smile became brighter and brighter as he looked at the customs workers, because all of them were wearing shirts without exception.

"Look, I'm right..."

Seeing her husband's proud eyes, the woman just snorted and said.

"Wait until you set up a factory and make money. The world is as dark as crows, and you may not be sure. Before you set up a factory, an official will eat you alive."

Sometimes, some things are even simpler than imagined. Unlike employees hired by companies who have group channels, passengers like Ding Mingjun who buy ferry tickets need to go through the customs channel to enter Sandakan.

Different from the crowding in the group channel, the customs side was empty, with only a dozen or so passengers. Ding Mingjun, carrying luggage, walked into the customs window with his wife and handed over the entry registration form filled out before boarding the ship. You don't need a passport, just fill out a registration form.

"Hello, sir, here is the registration form for my wife and me."

"Where are you from?"

When asked by customs officials, Ding Mingjun calmly replied:

"From Shanghai, no, Chongqing."

When asked further about the purpose of his trip, he said frankly:

"For business, I plan to open a factory in Sandakan."

"Oh? Are you here to invest? You've come to the right place."

Hearing this answer, the customs officer smiled slightly, took out a beautiful manual from the drawer, handed it to Ding Mingjun, and said:

"Since you are opening a factory, this Entrepreneurship Assistance Manual may be helpful to you. If you need any consultation, you can call the number above."

Entrepreneurship aid manual?

What is this?

After taking the manual, Ding Mingjun couldn't wait to open it. But as he scanned the contents of the manual, he could hardly believe his eyes. The manual details the process of applying for factories in industrial parks. Shockingly, these factories offer a three-month rent-free period. Not only that, but there’s also detailed guidance on applying for a startup loan. This is definitely a very detailed guide to starting a business.

With this book,

"Business loan? Sir, you mean, I can apply for a loan?"

Just an hour later, in the Entrepreneurship Support Office of the Department of International Trade and Industry, Ding Mingjun asked in astonishment.

"Yes."

Li Zhi adjusted his glasses and said.

"Because you are investing in a light textile factory, the Eurasian Bank can provide a low-interest loan equivalent to 30% of your investment. If necessary, the Department of International Trade and Industry will also assist you in developing sales." "Sir, I am just here came here."

Ding Mingjun said with some uncertainty.

The reason why he said this was because... he didn't believe that the loan would be so simple. After all, when he first arrived here, weren't these people afraid that he would run away?

"I know, your entry registration form states the entry time. Do you need me to contact the bank for you?"

Li Zhi glanced at the suitcase next to the man and said.

"Well, I think you need a place to live more now. I have the business card of the agency here. You can go and take a look. Don't worry, the agency is handled by the Governor's Office to provide convenience for new immigrants and will not charge you any fees. Do you need the phone number of the industrial park?”

When Li Zhi enthusiastically provided help, Ding Mingjun almost instinctively wanted to take out his wallet. The crows in the world were as black as the crows in the world. How could he go to the yamen to do things without spending money.

But after looking around the office, he gave up the idea and said.

"Thank you, Mr. Li, can you give me your business card? If you don't understand anything, I'll come back to you later."

"Here is my business card. If you need help with anything, please call me anytime."

After taking the business card, Ding Mingjun had already made up his mind. After he settled down, he would first invite him to dinner, and then give him a small gift, and then... In short, if the official route is opened up first, things will be easier to handle in the future. .

Soon with the help of an agency, Ding Mingjun rented a house. The house was a two-room wooden house. Most people in Sandakan lived in wooden houses because the war almost razed the entire city to the ground.

After finding a place to live, Ding Mingjun immediately got busy. He first contacted the industrial park. Although he didn't know the industrial park management committee, the other party heard about his intention and immediately took him to the industrial park - this is a large construction site. There were factories under construction everywhere, and soon, we found a suitable factory with an area of ​​more than 4,000 square meters. Although the area was not small, the price was very low.

More importantly, the people in the management committee have been doing their best to provide him with all kinds of help. When he quietly handed over the red envelope, the other party waved his hand and said, "Don't hurt me, I still want to get my pension."

After asking around for a while, Ding Mingjun found out that Boluobo paid high salaries to employees, but the requirements were also high, and there was zero tolerance for corruption and bribery. This was somewhat similar to the customs office in the past.

There seems to be something different among the crows under the sky.

While feeling emotional, Ding Mingjun decided to invest here. Otherwise, the crows here were not only a bit white, but also so warm and considerate that it was hard to believe.

"Mr. Ding, before signing the contract, I need to remind you that there is a minimum wage in Borneo. The minimum wage here is ten dollars. Do you understand?"

Before signing the factory contract, the management committee staff reminded.

"Ten dollars!"

Ding Mingjun was slightly startled and said.

"Before the war, the wages of knitting factory workers in Shanghai were only more than 20 yuan, about... seven or eight dollars. Isn't ten dollars too high?"

Faced with his inquiry, the staff of the management committee answered directly and straightforwardly.

"There is no way. This is a standard set by the Chief Executive's Office, and working hours must not exceed ten hours."

Working six days a week, working ten hours a day, there is no way around the basic working hours set by Borneo. This is the case in this era. Except for the eight-hour working system in European and American countries, there are really few countries that work seven days a week. , working eight hours a day, even in Russia there is compulsory labor on Saturdays.

"This this……"

Faced with such harsh conditions, Ding Mingjun couldn't help but be dumbfounded. What made him even more stunned was that it was still behind

"What pension? What is a pension? I don't have one myself, why should I buy it for workers?"

Not only was he dumbfounded, he even became a little excited.

It’s not that he doesn’t know what a pension is, it’s because it’s within his knowledge. Pensions are definitely not for ordinary workers.

What is an ordinary worker?

It relies on strength to work. If it doesn't move, it naturally doesn't need to be maintained.

But the official from the management committee in front of him told him - you also need to buy pension insurance for the workers!

Faced with such an unreasonable request, how could he not be excited?

At this moment, not only did he not think that the crows here were a bit white, he even felt that the crows here were very black, so black that it was almost unbelievable.

In the past he had thought those crows were just a little dark. Even if you have been hacked, you just have to be greedy personally.

It's nothing, it's easy to feed a person.

But now, here he finally knows what it means to be evil - these people are not lining their own pockets, they are simply robbing the rich and giving to the poor.

No, these people are robbing!

He is using his money to win people's hearts!

Man, it's so dark in here!

(End of this chapter)