The birth of "red oil" originated from the development of trade on Hong Kong Island and the British demand for port tax revenue.
In essence, it uses certain "welfare" to stimulate trade on Hong Kong Island, thereby increasing shipping tax revenue and earning better profits.
There is nothing wrong with this policy. The shipping industry on Hong Kong Island is indeed getting bigger and bigger, and the tax revenue is increasing... But this cannot help but some people are tempted to take advantage of the benefits of the diesel policy...
Use the "red oil" mark to dye preferential diesel oil red to prevent sales through other channels.
This method has certain effects. At least it can stop the sale through formal channels, but it cannot stop the "stealing of oil" through smuggling channels.
This method of "stealing oil" is usually to bribe an insider in the diesel company to transport oil secretly, or to use the identity of the company to directly apply for a share of "red oil" in the port.
Then, the "red oil" obtained at low cost is dumped to other countries and regions at a price higher than the cost price and lower than the international market price.
Due to the huge demand in the diesel business, the price is cheap and there is no need to worry about finding buyers, and the profits are considerable and huge.
Among these two fuel-stealing modes, the former is a low-end "gas guzzler" and the latter is a high-end "gas guzzler."
Huo Qingsong's "red oil business" is actually "smuggling diesel" and "smuggling low-priced diesel".
Zhuang Shikai understood it as soon as he heard it. He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and continued to look at Huo Qingsong: "Go on!"
He vaguely remembered something...
I seem to have heard of Huo Qingsong's name?
At that time, Aqi listened to his instructions and found a street boy from the mainland, asked him to do a desperate and ruthless job, and then handed him over to the newly emerging "red oil" business.
It's just that Zhuang Shikai has never met Huo Qingsong in person, and he doesn't know the relationship between Huo Qingsong and Chen Xijiu. He has only heard it once or twice from Cai Yuanqi's mouth, and he is not very impressed or very memorable.
Naturally, Huo Qingsong was not qualified to meet "Master Zhuang". He waited until Chen Xijiu was released from prison before establishing a relationship. And when he had to use his relationship, he dared to ask Chen Xijiu to make a connection and introduce him.
The so-called "just came from the mainland" is an excuse. He was able to start the red oil business and achieve it now, and he is also a character with some skills.
It seems that Huo Qingsong must have encountered some troubles in becoming the "Red Oil King" and wants to ask Mr. Zhuang to help him deal with some people...
Zhuang Shikai knew it well.
Huo Qingsong continued: "Recently, the mainland is striving to develop industry, and the port throughput in Fujian and Guangdong is also increasing, and the demand for diesel is huge!"
“It’s so big that it can’t be supplied domestically!”
"When buying diesel from abroad, firstly, the cost is high and the transportation fee is expensive? Secondly, the economic blockade? The sea is unsafe..."
"At this time, red oil in Hong Kong Island is cheap and affordable, which is a huge benefit to domestic coastal cities!"
"So I shipped all the red oil back to China to sell..."
After Huo Qingsong finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at "Master Zhuang"'s expression. When he saw "Master Zhuang" nodded slightly, showing recognition, he felt a little relieved.
He knew that Mr. Zhuang was a staunch "Chinese" person and had a good impression of the mainland, so he had already prepared the draft and spoke it very beautifully.
Is he right? Actually quite right!
At present, the country is in a period of rapid industrial development and trade growth on Hong Kong Island. The demand for diesel and oil is not generally large!
Moreover, the current domestic maritime military strength is weak.
Do you think it will be a few decades later?
Calling aircraft carriers to go to sea every year, conducting exercises in the South China Sea and the Pacific, and from time to time going to Somalia to escort ships and fight against pirates?
At present, there is not even one aircraft carrier. The international situation is extremely severe. It is not even qualified to join the WTO. It is intercepted at sea every now and then!
In this situation, only development is the last word!
But if you want to develop, you need diesel!
Whether it is diesel or petroleum, they are the energy basis for industrialization!
International oil transportation is really dangerous and expensive. Every line is a lifeline, and every barrel of oil is a powerful country's oil.
Doesn't it look like the special "red oil" of the ghost guys is shining with revolutionary light? Like a red flag waving in the wind?
Secretly enjoying the benefits of the ghost guy! Cheap and close! Hong Kong Island Association also includes transportation! Do you feel good about it?
To a certain extent? Huo Qingsong is a "patriotic boss" who does things that are beneficial to the country.
What a pity? In essence, he is still a "smuggling businessman" who makes money for himself.
Just because of the times, it gave him a good reason for smuggling? It also made him "safe" for the time being.
If he can advance bravely in the future, he may still be able to maintain wealth. What if you are ignorant? The rise of the red building? The collapse of the red building? It's another rolling red road.
I saw Huo Qingsong holding a cigar, spreading his hands, and said angrily: "But the Fuqing Gang, Xinyi Tuan, and New Territory An are competing for business with me."
"Forget it, they are taking my share! Moreover, they are selling the oil to Tokyo and Southeast Asia, and they are not supplying blood to us in the mainland!"
"Do you think they are cruel or not?"
Huo Qingsong picked up his cigar again and cursed angrily: "Do you think these people have children without sex? Just because the prices offered abroad are more expensive, damn, all of them have forgotten their mother's surname! "
Huo Qingsong didn't know whether he was angry that he couldn't make any money, or that he was angry that other gangs would sell the oil abroad. Anyway, he seemed really angry.
Zhuang Shikai roughly understood what he was looking for. He flicked the cigarette ashes into the glass jar with his fingers, stared at him with an unpredictable tone, and asked with a smile: "Qingsong, are you very patriotic?"
Huo Qingsong's expression was stunned, then he patted his chest and said loudly: "Love! Even the police chief said I am patriotic!"
hehe.
This means that his relationship is very stable!
Zhuang Shikai nodded and thought to himself: "It seems that his price is indeed very suitable, and it can bring dividends to several cities in the mainland."
Regarding the domestic oil shortage, Master Zhuang naturally knew about it, and not only did he know about it, Yang Jianhua also went to him specifically to explain the situation and ask him to help.
The "Patriotic Chamber of Commerce" now has several ships running back and forth on the sea, secretly helping China purchase oil in a private name, and then secretly sending it to the mainland by fleets.
Some of these tankers transport oil and some transport diesel, which can barely guarantee the industrial oil supply in several regions and support the development of several regions.
Therefore, Zhuang Shikai knew this matter very well, knew the core of it, and planned to pull Huo Qingsong into trouble.
Of course, the amount of red oil Huo Qingsong smuggled was not large, and with the support of one or two coastal cities, it would be enough.
But over time, a little becomes a lot, even if it is not a large quantity, it is still a quantity, and it is better than nothing.
It would be better for several coastal cities in Fujian and Guangdong if they could help Huo Qingsong win the entire "smuggled red oil" cake.
"Haha." Zhuang Shikai sneered, raised his head and blew a cigarette, and asked with interest: "How are you going to be patriotic next?"
Huo Qingsong said: "Three social groups jointly targeted me. They bombed my oil truck several times and killed more than a dozen of my brothers. I just want Mr. Zhuang to say something so that I can have the opportunity to continue to be patriotic and continue to shine for the construction of the mainland." fever……"
Chen Xijiu helped: "The other three are all societies with thousands of people. Qingsong has about a hundred people, including family brothers and brothers from the same village who used to cross the sea to work with him."
When Huo Qingsong first got the cake from the "Red Oil Business" from "Cai Yuanqi", few people dared to mess with him, but as time has passed, no one in the world is afraid of him anymore.
The Hong Kong Police Force turned a blind eye to him, did not investigate him specifically, and no longer protected him.
This made Huo Qingsong's current situation very uncomfortable, and he could only come to ask Mr. Zhuang to speak.
"Sip." Zhuang Shikai picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "Thousand-member society?"
He tsked lightly and said with a disdainful smile: "It's just a small club!"
"But this is not patriotic enough!" Zhuang Shikai said so shockingly that both Chen Xijiu and Huo Qingsong were startled.
Mr. Zhuang put down his tea cup, looked at Huo Qingsong and said, "I want you to be more patriotic! To love your country, you must love hard!"
"Twenty million!"
"You raise 20 million Hong Kong dollars and give it to me! I will send it to the top management of the oil company. You will get as much oil as you can approve!"
"Those Fuqing Gang, Xinyi Tuan, and New Territory An? I'll help you handle it!"
"From now on, the red oil business will be your exclusive business!"
"This is called patriotism!"
Zhuang Shikai said very domineeringly.
Huo Qingsong's eyes widened, he was overjoyed, and said in disbelief: "Really?"
"real!"
Zhuang Shikai nodded.
This can exceed the purpose of Huo Qingsong and Chen Xijiu when they came.
Zhuang Shikai continued: "But I want you to never increase the price of oil supply to the mainland! Can you do it?"
This is tantamount to using "Huo Qingsong" to let the mainland eat up all the benefits of the ghosts.
Of course, this is only the part that flows out of the port. The core of the port's trade supply will not be lost, but the amount is still considerable.
After all, the guy from the diesel company is not that stupid. All the red oil will be shipped to you, and the port will be useless. Sooner or later, he will be found out and killed!
Therefore, they will control their own discretion, but all the benefits they should eat will fall into the belly of the state.
"It can be done!" Huo Qingsong assured immediately.
You know, although oil prices fluctuate and rise, it seems like a loss to never increase prices?
But Huo Qingsong, as a "gas guzzler", has low costs, and as his business expands, he can further reduce costs!
As long as we build up the scale and get the "license", are we still worried about not making any money in the future?
That money will definitely make more and more money!
"good."
"I'll take care of this."
"But...I have a request..."
"Master Zhuang, please tell me." Chen Xijiu stood up and took Huo Qingsong's arm to signal him not to get carried away, and then asked Zhuang Shikai respectfully.
When discussing serious matters in the business world, Chen Xijiu did not dare to ask whether he should call him "Master" or "Master".
"Huo Qingsong has to raise these 30 million by himself! You can't buy shares!"
Zhuang Shikai pointed at Chen Xijiu and preached.
Chen Xijiu looked moved and nodded: "Understood!"
He knew that Zhuang Shikai was protecting him and didn't want him to be stained with the unworthy black stain of a person who came ashore with a clean conscience.
He is not short of the money, and no longer needs to make money through "red oil".
There is just a layer of relationship in the middle.
At this time, Huo Qingsong looked confused and a little surprised, but in the end he obeyed: "Yes, Mr. Zhuang!"
"Um."
Zhuang Shikai picked up the tea cup again - seeing off the guests!
