Three days later, in the early morning, in the general manager's office of Yingjing Entertainment Center, all the senior officials of Jiangzidui were present.
Jiang Jiahao was sitting behind his desk and was counting the income of the entertainment center last month. Jiang Qiwen came over with a stack of ledgers and placed them in front of him.
"Ah Hao, this is the income of the pig cage farm from May to June. Take a look."
When Jiang Jiahao heard this, he closed the account in front of him with a pen, pushed it aside, took the pig cage's industry account book, and looked through it.
While reading, he used a calculator to calculate the income of each account.
More than a month ago, Jiang Jiahao and Big Brother Ma attended the Wan Guohao Exchange Conference. During the auction, they gritted their teeth and took pictures of several places.
Counting the flour stalls that Zihuatan has successively distributed and Huang Yisong's dance halls, there are currently more than a dozen places in the pig cage that Jiang Zi piles up, spread across every corner of the pig cage.
Whether it is gambling houses, gambling houses, brothels, brothels, nightclubs, dance halls, teahouses, tea restaurants, tea shops, or even opium dens, flour stalls have it all.
Among them, high-end businesses such as opium dens and flour stalls were launched by Zihuatan. If Jiang Jiahao didn't take it, he would be disobeying Wang Laoji and Xiaoma's good intentions, so he had to do it even if he didn't do it.
Jiang Jiahao was promoted to the Red Stick and established a new Zidui, and some helpless younger brothers in Zihuatan came to join him one after another.
These younger brothers have either just joined the club, or they have failed with the boss. They are bullied by the mazai from other clubs outside, and they are pure cannon fodder in Zihuatan, with a very low status.
Jiang Jiahao saw that these forty-nine boys were so pitiful, so he took them all in and left them to Ruan Wenjie's younger brother to take care of them.
Although these people followed Jiang Jiahao, Jiang Jiahao had no intention of including them in the pile of words, and purely regarded them as chess pieces that could be discarded at any time.
After collecting these four-nine boys, Jiang Jiahao gave them the management of the D category. As long as the weekly tribute was paid on time every month, they could do whatever they wanted with the stalls.
Anyway, Ma Zi, the core of Jiang Zidui, must not touch drugs. This is a strict rule. Even if others say that Jiang Jiahao wants to be a bitch and build a memorial arch, there is nothing he can do.
Generally speaking, among the pig cage operations, there are some where Jiang Zidui does not have to turn in all the profits, some are jointly operated with Zihuatan, and the remaining small part is managed by Zihuatan.
Each place has its own account book. Last month alone, Jiang Qiwen compiled nearly twenty account books and placed them all in front of Jiang Jiahao.
Half an hour later, Jiang Jiahao gently rubbed his temples and finally scanned the profits in the pig cage.
He took out an account book from the tea shop, threw it on the table, and scanned the people in the room who were playing chess.
He asked doubtfully: "This shop was originally purchased for more than 30,000 yuan. Now it has been in operation for a month. Why is the daily income still less than 100 yuan?"
"With such a good location and a lot of traffic, the daily income should start at least 500 yuan. Can anyone explain to me why this is?!"
Buck-toothed Su put down the playing cards when he heard this, came in front of Jiang Jiahao, sat on the desk, took the account book, looked through it, and shook his head.
"Brother Hao, I have been keeping an eye on this shop myself. On the surface it is just an ordinary tea shop, but secretly it is an information sales center."
"For example, some of the people who work as bad guys for the police and associations often appear here to cash in on the information they have."
"It can be said that this may be the only information selling point in the pig cage. Before we took over, a lot of gossip about the pig cage was sold from here."
"After we took over, we lost the trust of those regular customers for a while. They all turned to private transactions and did not go through the tea shop. Naturally, the tea shop had no profit."
"If you want to revitalize this shop, you must have a well-rounded person in charge. I can't do this, and I'm not qualified enough."
"I thought about it and even went to see Lao Gui, but Lao Gui wouldn't abandon me and wanted to invite Lao Gui. Only you came forward."
Throwing the account book back on the table, Buck-toothed Su's voice was filled with self-deprecation.
Since the last time he sent a letter to the old ghost on behalf of Jiang Jiahao, he learned that the old ghost has very good information, so he often spends money to buy information from the old ghost.
Over time, the relationship between the two became more familiar.
This time the tea shop was open, Buck Yasu wanted to poach the old ghost, but the old ghost didn't bother him at all.
Buck Yasu then thought about asking Jiang Jiahao to take action, and the old ghost would definitely give him a face, but he was too busy at the time and ignored it for a while.
It wasn't until Jiang Jiahao checked the accounts today that Buck-toothed Su thought about the tea shop.
Jiang Jiahao didn't say anything, casually threw aside the account book of the tea shop, lit a cigarette, sucked on it, and clapped his hands to the horse boys who were chatting and spanking in the room.
Upon seeing this, Ruan Wenjie and others put down their work and gathered in a circle in front of Jiang Jiahao.
After flicking the ashes from his cigarette, Jiang Jiahao looked at Ruan Wenjie: "What's going on with Yu Zhanyuan now?"
Ruan Wenjie smiled and responded: "I went there a few days ago to see how hard those kids were training. I even threw 5,000 yuan to Yu Zhanyuan. I had a drink with him and came back."
"Jiang Hua, don't worry. This kid is so strong now. He can do more than ten somersaults at once, which is amazing."
Jiang Jiahao nodded when he heard this and looked at Jiang Qiwen: "How much liquidity is left in the account? Is it enough for 300,000?"
Jiang Qiwen nodded: "Enough. If you misappropriate it, you may face the risk of breaking the capital chain."
"Then first give 50,000 yuan to Ruan Wenjie, and you can find a construction team to renovate the first to third floors of the tenement building. The first floor will be converted into shops. No one will live below the fourth floor in the future."
"Brother Hao, if we start living from the fourth floor, our people won't be able to fit in. Look, one...well, I understand, I'll let them squeeze in."
Hearing that Jiang Jiahao was going to downsize Ma Tsai's dormitory, Ruan Wenjie's face turned a bit bitter.
There are now nearly a hundred mazai in Jiangzidui. If you include some of the forty-nine men who have taken refuge, there are a total of one hundred, fifty or sixty people, all living in the newly purchased tenement buildings.
The tenement building has a total of five floors. There are twenty rooms on the first floor, and each room is thirty or forty square meters. If the first, second and third floors are renovated and rented out, Ma Zai will only be allowed to live on the fourth and fifth floors.
Forty rooms can accommodate 160 people, but what will happen next? No more mazai in the future? Where will you live after taking in Ma Zai?
But when Ruan Wenjie saw Jiang Jiahao's playful eyes looking over him, he could only raise his hands and surrender, okay, you are the boss, you have the final say.
Jiang Jiahao naturally saw Ruan Wenjie's little thoughts, put out the cigarette butt, and smiled.
"Now that we have no money, it does not mean that we will always have no money. Let the brothers squeeze in first. When we have more money, we will try to buy the two tenement buildings next to it."
"Anyway, judging by the developer's attitude, they won't be able to sell those tenement buildings for a while."
"Ruan Wenjie, after the shops on the first floor are renovated, except for the 400-square-meter shop directly southeast, the rest will be rented out."
"The same applies to the second and third floors. Residents go to the pig cage to find embroidery workers, tailors, silversmiths, blacksmiths, and various OEM craftsmen, and give them preferential prices and let them move here."
"Tell them that the house price can be low, or even they don't have to pay rent, but they must process a batch of handmade products for us every month to pay off the debt. We will tell them what to process later."
Ruan Wenjie raised his eyebrows, grabbed a cigar from Jiang Jiahao and sniffed it, his eyes lit up, and he gave Jiang Jiahao a thumbs-up: "Brother Hao is so tall, he is so prostituted for nothing!"
Abao rolled his eyes at Ruan Wenjie, took out a candy bar from his pocket and licked it: "What is free prostitution? Big brother also gave them a place to live, okay? This is called everyone getting what they need!"
"Brother, let's mass-produce the game chess you designed. It will definitely sell well."
"Think about it, when all the casinos in Hong Kong play this kind of game, we will be equivalent to creating a new gambling game, Grandmaster!"
"Return to the ancestors? I think you are the only one who wants to play, right?!"
Buck Ya Su snatched the wave candy from A Bao's hand, bit off half of it in one bite, and handed the remaining half back to A Bao, earning an angry look from Bao.
Jiang Jiahao was very moved by Abao's proposal, but now was not the time. He glanced at Jiang Qiwen and Betty, took out a document and threw it to them.
"According to the requirements above, prepare a recruitment flyer for me and post it at the entrance of the entertainment center."
Jiang Qiwen looked through the documents and was a little confused: "Ah Hao, Yingjing Entertainment Center never recruits male employees."
"That was in the past. In the future, the Yingjing Entertainment Center will be a place where young men and princesses coexist. It is also a place where young talents are cultivated."
"I want the waiters here to pick out anyone at random. They are all celebrities that are being sought after outside!"
A smile appeared on Jiang Jiahao's lips and he looked at Ruan Wenjie again.
"You have the most forty-nine boys in your hands. Select some with good figures and good looks and send them to Big D. Let them learn to film with Big D."
Ruan Wenjie was wondering who Big D was, and suddenly an image of a fat-headed, big-eared man with a lewd smile appeared in his mind, and he blurted it out immediately.
"Big D, are you talking about Qunyi's Big D? Isn't that guy a pornographic film maker? You want our horse boy to make pornographic films?"
As soon as Ruan Wenjie spoke, a group of people in the room looked at Jiang Jiahao with strange expressions, as if they had seen a new world.
Jiang Jiahao glanced at their strange expressions and knew that they were thinking wrongly. He rolled his eyes and explained:
"Fengyue movies are also a form of movies. They are no different from martial arts movies and comedies. It just depends on how you look at them."
"We can combine elements from romance films, martial arts films, comedies, war films, adventure films, musicals, and other films to create a story that is eye-catching and will definitely be very popular."
"The next step is to set up a film and television company and use the existing resources to produce a few good films."
"Although Big D is a producer of pornographic movies, he cooperates closely with Shaw Brothers Film Company. Now most of the directors in Hong Kong are affiliated with Shaw Brothers."
"We want to make a good film. It's no use just having a good script and actors. We also need a capable director as the leader!"
"I asked you to send Ma Zai to Big D so that they can be undercover agents and sneak into Shaw Brothers to recruit people for me. Do you have to say it clearly? You idiot!"
"Brother Hao, do you mean that we also want to make a movie? Then can I play a hero, a hero like a one-armed swordsman?"
Huang Mengli is a martial arts fan. If anyone is happiest when Jiang Jiahao prepares to enter the film and television industry, it is undoubtedly Huang Mengli.
He pushed Ruan Wenjie away who was in the way, picked up the leather whip on the table and struck a set of five lightning whips, cracking and smashing two vases, making Jiang Jiahao's face turn pale.
He glanced at Huang Mengang: "I think Ali is too energetic, so he sent him to Big D to shoot romantic movies, and asked him to take ten, no, twenty movies a day!"
